Take Taobao with you to another world

Chapter 229

The former leader of the Tiger Clan came over and raised his hands towards them.

"Come on." He said lightly.

The two werewolves were a little confused, "What are you doing?"

Ogg rolled his eyelids, "Stop rambling, what about the shackles?"

"What shackles?" said the werewolf, "Our patriarch just let you go, you just go."

Ogg looked at them mockingly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

"I haven't run away here for more than half a year, can I kill you if I go to Sachel?" The werewolf looked at him contemptuously, and glanced to the side, "Besides, this should be Sachel's place." This sentence was very soft, no matter whether the humans standing on the side heard it or not, his expression did not change at all.

Ogg didn't speak for a moment, then he said, "I'm going to get dressed."

There was nothing he couldn't agree to this request. Aoge went back to his dormitory to change clothes, and the three of them went to the exit of the forest farm to wait for him.

Ogg stood by the bed, opened his closet, stared at the few clothes inside, there was no movement outside the door, they didn't even send a watcher!Ogg didn't know whether he was disappointed, annoyed or embarrassed. Things were completely different from what he expected. Of course, he also knew the news that Uda had ascended the throne and sent a strong beast army to the rebellious werewolf tribe. If those situations were true, then Counting it, it was only a few days away. If Sacher wanted to sacrifice the flag, what could be more suitable than him, the former head of the Tiger Clan?

But there was no shackles, no monitoring, just let him go to Sasheer, the human in military uniform hardly spoke, except that his own life was safe, he couldn't get anything more useful.

When Ogg appeared in front of the two werewolves again, he had already changed into the short robe he wore when he was the head of the Tiger Clan, and the lower part of his body was still the thick material trousers issued by the forest farm, anyway, this was better than the short animal skin skirt he used to wear. Not bad, after staying in a human settlement for so long, he was not used to the feeling of walking around with his thick legs exposed.It's just that there are inconspicuous stitched cracks on the short robe, that's because human beings think he shouldn't eat free rice and ask him to raise chickens, sheep, cattle and animals for the old, weak, sick and disabled. Seeing the sorcerer's movements tormented and haggard, he naturally felt deeply humiliated and refused when he heard the words, but was persuaded by the other party in a soothing tone: "You are a bit old, and you don't work when you are the head of the clan. Dirty and smelly, not tired and well-fed, you can't move bricks like young people, can you?"

Angry Ogg stood up, tore off his coat, and let the other party see his still strong body.

So he had to use his work in exchange for payment, so that the human woman he looked down upon could mend his clothes.

Werewolves don't talk too much, and they leave when they arrive.Along the way, Ogg naturally saw countless traces of changes in settlements. His actions were considered very free for a prisoner, but a prisoner is a prisoner after all, and his appearance is too conspicuous, and human beings are also extremely He was vigilant, he searched for opportunities several times but failed to escape, and then winter in this area came, and then this spring, there was news that he didn't know whether he should be happy about it or not.When his life was confined to a few places, he was already startled by the speed of human development to the point of numbness. Now that he was deeply aware of it again, those outdated thoughts emerged from the depths of his mind.

If his tribe can plunder this place, plunder this people...

Even if the tiger clan has declined due to one defeat, Uda has become the real beast emperor. It is impossible for him not to care for his relatives, and it is impossible for him to endure the humiliation that Ska brought him.The expedition of the strong beast army has not happened in many years. Tens of thousands of troops are engulfing them. Any ordinary tribe will be crushed by this force. There is suspense, but now they are able to face the battle so calmly because of the existence that he has never met but has heard too much about.The shattered head of the Yale shaman was his nightmare, and the thunder and fire that fell from the sky that day was also palpitating, but he still doesn't know what kind of power fell on their heads that day.

He refused to believe that those powers were not transferred to his subordinates by the Far East Warlocks, but were given to them for nothing.Because if this is reality, it is far more terrifying than the magician himself...

Different from the human settlements that still maintain normal production, Sacher is already full of vigilance and preparations. Many werewolves along the way are already armored, shiny and neat, with a sturdy figure and a serious expression. Only the patriarch's tent is extremely serious. The ground was dark and dilapidated, and the animal skins on the ground were not only decayed, but also had black mildew spots, as if no one had taken care of it all winter and half spring.

As soon as he walked into the big tent, Ogg confirmed it, this musty smell that even smoke can't get rid of!

Then he raised his head and looked at the black werewolf sitting in the center of the crowd, meeting those golden-green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.

"...Ska Nightmare!"

"Old stuff," Scar said.

The veins on Ogg's forehead were throbbing, and the old gaps on the roots of his teeth were aching. When he saw this wolf for the first time, he should have scratched his throat with his claws without hesitation!

"You only move your mouth, boy?"

Scar supported his face and waved his hands, "You're just here to make up the numbers, go aside and don't get in the way."

No matter how self-cultivated Ogg is, he would be furious, not to mention that he never thought that he was defeated by these rebels who colluded with mankind, but just as he took two steps forward, two werewolves stepped beside him like lightning, and they pushed him down in a moment. on the ground.Ogg struggled to yell at Scar, the hatred and pain that had nowhere to vent for more than half a year seemed to spew out along with the curse, but Scar didn't even move his eyebrows, just walked in from outside the tent when he saw it. Only the silhouette of the man showed displeasure.

A lump of stuff was stuffed into Ogg's mouth. The werewolves tied his hands behind his back, lifted him from the ground, and dragged him to a wooden chair beside him to hold him down. Ogg's face turned purple, and those werewolves planned to use ropes to put him Fixed on the chair, the werewolf who just came in from the outside walked up to them and raised his hand to make the two guards stop.

Like ice and snow buried in a silent abyss, Ogg looked down at by those ice blue eyes, not to mention his head, his blood was cold, then the werewolf turned and walked towards Ska, in front of a white haired human Sit down in the seat you left.The human turned behind Scar, and Ogg, who finally calmed down, realized that there was more than one human in the big tent, and a man with short silver-gray hair was playing with something with his head down.

"Why did it come so slowly?" the man asked Scar. After a pause, he slowly put the things in his hand on the table next to him, "...It really came as soon as I said it."

The door of the big tent was raised, and the moment someone walked in, the whole big tent seemed to be illuminated by him in an instant, and even the people following behind were no longer noticed.The silver-haired man showed an interesting smile, and Scar leaned back, looking up and down at the person coming.

She has gorgeous and fluffy golden-brown long hair, golden eyes, and a robe embroidered with gold silk. Not only is the long sword scabbard at the waist gleaming with gold, but even the fingers and wrists are covered with gold ornaments. Even if you don’t look at the iconic broad And the flat nose, this attire is enough to prove the relationship between the other party and Lacerda's golden family.Scanning around the tent with eyes that could only be regarded as patience, this young lion clan walked into the big tent, and the many orcs who walked in with him almost occupied half of the big tent. These orcs not only The clothes were finely decorated, and under the brightly colored robes, the contours of the bulging muscles were equally clear, and the faces and bodies of a few inconspicuous orcs hidden in the crowd were all tattooed.

They are battle shamans, powerful talents who cannot even be supported by ordinary large tribes, and are only passed down in Lacerda.

Fortunately, this big tent is indeed big enough, and these dozens of people can stand apart without much crowding. The werewolf didn't prepare extra seats, and the other party didn't seem to want to sit down at all.

Scar didn't get up, he sat on a chair not much more delicate than Auger's, crossed his legs, clasped his hands on his stomach, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I am Mendez Aoshan, the second of the five assistant elders of the imperial capital Lacerda, and the grandson of the lion patriarch Abild Aojian. I have come to fulfill the will of my emperor." Looking at him intently, he waved his sleeves disdainfully, "The leader of the criminal clan, report your name."

Scar said: "Speak human words."

"Sure enough, you are an ignorant barbarian..." The nobleman of the lion tribe turned cold, his eyes squinted, "Are you guilty? You are willing to bind yourself, let us use the chain of sin to pierce the blood through the bones, and follow me to the Blood Sacrifice Square in the imperial capital , to atone for your sins?"

Although this sentence is still old-fashioned, it can be understood by most of the people in the tent.Some werewolves moved, and then held back. Scar shook his legs, supported his head, and showed a malicious smile on his face, "That's it?"

The Lion Clan looked at him coldly, "There is something you stole, where did you hide it?"

"Steal it?" Scar repeated, mockingly, "How do I remember...someone walked in from the main hall and then left openly?"

Xiu Moore, who was sitting next to him, put one hand on the hilt of his sword and looked at the envoys from the imperial capital with a half-smile.

"Using shameless means to occupy things that you are not entitled to own, and only a lowly race like you can be complacent." The Lion Clan said, but then his tone changed, "But why are you so stubborn? If If you can repent as soon as possible, maybe you will leave a trace of blood in the tribe."

Scar laughed again, and he slowly sat up straight, "If you want to take something from my hand, it's up to you... and you?"

The Lion Clan looked at him contemptuously, "Less than half a day's journey away is the Beast Emperor's army."

"Oh, that's terrible," Scar said halfheartedly.

"If you don't return it now, we will crush your tribe and dig it out of the corpse." There was no angry expression on the face of the Lion Clan, and the tone was even calm, "Ska Nightmare, maybe you are indeed It can be considered brave, but in the face of real power, there will only be one result. You seem to still not understand your mistakes. No matter how arrogant you are, the dignity of the empire is absolutely inviolable. It is a great tolerance to let you live until today , as a truly noble bloodline, I am willing to give you one last chance, if you still resist to the end, then don’t—”

"——I've always thought that the way you have to lick out the dung is disgusting enough."

The lion tribe who was interrupted stopped, he looked straight at Scar, Scar looked back indifferently, and the two looked at each other. After a while, the lion tribe laughed: "Chief Scar, you are so stubborn... And stupid."

Scar also had a sharp smile on his face, stretched his hand backwards, and reached for the long sword in the arms of the pharmacist.

The atmosphere in the big tent took a turn for the worse at this moment, and the Lion Clan flung his hands back, a slight cracking sound came out, and a dazzling white light suddenly bloomed from his body. Amidst the buzzing sound, the white light quickly faded and spread like a substance, but in an instant Just shrouding the entire big tent in a cage of light as thin as mist, Scarlet, who was getting up, paused.

"Forbidden prison?" Xiu Moore, who was still in his seat, laughed.

"You actually know." The nobleman of the lion clan frowned and glanced at him. Among the crowd, this werewolf, who could not feel the power, behaved a little strangely, but the forbidden law prison had been activated, and Mendes had never seen a werewolf who could not feel the power. A talent for strength who escaped from this prison that was solider than steel.He pulled out a wooden sign from the neckline and crushed it. All the orcs behind him had already launched their battle in such a short period of time. The orc hair castles, their limbs swelled, and the wide robes could hardly stretch their drastically changed figures. Not only did the space suddenly appear narrow, but the eyes of the werewolves who followed the patriarch's movements to prepare for the battle also changed, and their strong fighting spirit was mixed with fear.

Scar's tall body stood quietly, his eyes lowered slightly, and the speed of drawing his sword was almost slow.

"It's your honor to die under my hands!" The nobles of the lion tribe laughed and retreated into the crowd of animalized beasts. The suppressed roar was released, and the bloodshot eyes of the fighting beasts suddenly burst into a rage, and they attacked in groups. Among the few werewolves in front, Mendes stood behind the war slave, raised his hand to let the battle shaman bless him, and then drew out his golden sword.His sword edge has long been stained with blood, and today he will add the thickest stroke!

The orc who once set foot on the highest throne, the first Beast Emperor Samer, the descendant of the different blood demon wolf, the current owner of the Ice Emperor Sword, the rebellion of the empire... He turned out to be an uncivilized idiot!To be so arrogant and underestimate the enemy, what is left of him without the talent of strength?Like the gloomy and manic Uda, who is nothing more than a humanoid beast, the empire can continue to prosper, only by a noble race like them with wisdom and courage!Seeing the figures of werewolves retreating steadily, the nobles of the lion clan who were waiting for the opportunity to make a move couldn't help but smile. No one can escape, as long as he gets Scar Nightmare's head and the Ice Emperor Sword, Pad No matter how many people he kills with that brave man, how can his credit compare with him?

The cold light split the space, and a stream of hot blood splashed in front of them, immediately extinguishing the illusions of the young Lion Clan.A huge head rolled to his feet, and the huge body lying in front of him fell forward heavily, revealing Scar Nightmare's indifferent face. When those golden-green eyes swept towards him, Mende Sibun instinctively raised his sword to block in front of him, and the two war slaves driven by the battle shaman roared and rushed over from left and right. Scar Nightmare had to be forced to take a step back, but Mendes did not dare to relax in the slightest. Without the talent of strength, this orc is still astonishingly powerful!

The war slave's bloated body almost completely blocked his sight, and the young Lion Clan stared at their steps, not paying attention to the back of their heads, until the eardrums flicked with a ding, and a bit of chill pierced his neck, making his whole body stiff... The protective spell was launched, but it was barely blocked!The battle shaman cursed and mobilized the war slaves. Mendez touched the dagger with his hand in cold sweat, and pulled it out regardless of the sharp edge cutting his fingers.

"It's really unscientific." Takla said that the sneak attack was unsuccessful.A half-beast of unknown species swung a sledgehammer and smashed it at him. He jumped back, his back stuck to the almost colorless wall, and then turned his head to let the huge iron lump rub against his short hair. Knocking on the light prison, with such force that even his body could feel an extremely slight vibration.The half-beast raised the sledgehammer frantically again, and Takla had slammed his shoulder into his chest and abdomen, turned his wrist, and the roasted blue military dagger sank into the opponent's throat with a hissing sound, and from top to bottom, the mutated His body was literally disembowelled.The half-beast fell down with the poured out internal organs. Takla leaned against the wall again, stretched out his hand to press the light wall, and then slowly buckled his five fingers in.

Xiu Moore looked over in surprise.

The author has something to say: Hold your head, this chapter was supposed to be updated yesterday, but it turned out that the Christmas present can only be given tomorrow... Tears roll down.

Plus, Ogbiska is nine years older.Two of his teeth were broken when five-year-old Scar shoved a bone that he swung as a sword into his mouth, and pried it like that...