Beast World Live: Black-bellied BOSS, please let it go

Chapter 17 The Devil Came Blowing the Flute

The long-faced orc minister wanted to say something, but as soon as the words came out, another short-faced orc minister gently tugged on his sleeve.

"not the right time yet."

The sun was shining at noon.

The shadows of the two fell on the ground, but it was like solid darkness...

The east gate of Giant Wood City, the capital of Heifeng Kingdom.

Su Xiaoqian stood on the top of the city with the crown of the princess on.

With a smile, he reluctantly accepted the congratulations from the officials and the common people.

With the deafening voice of a thousand years old, Su Xiaoqian fell silent.

"Nothing found by the river?"

Su Xiaoqian still refused to believe it and asked.

The general who hijacked him to come to Heifeng country has just returned from the battlefield where Shuaihu and the embarrassing clan fought fiercely a few days ago.

The general named Zalen also had an incredible expression on his face.

The scene where hundreds of people fought, there is not even a single trace, and the long river flows, as if it has been like this forever.

Accompanied by Zaron's distressed thoughts, was the huge stone hammer he was carrying, emitting a faint light, which was very mysterious.

Su Xiaoqian has long been curious about this luminous stone hammer, but now her attention is all on Balentian.

"Is there really no trace left behind?"

Su Xiaoqian looked at the High Priest of the Black Wind Kingdom, Venerable Muya, who was going with him.

Venerable Muya was a little hesitant, with a little hesitation on his wrinkled face.

"It seems that there seems to be a curse, but it is very weak, and it is impossible to tell what kind of curse it is."

Venerable Muya spoke slowly, but then added:

"However, it is not certain that it is the smell of the curse. According to your description, many people died in the bloody battle that day, and it may be the traces left by the wandering resentful souls."

Saying it means not saying it.

Su Xiaoqian was about to burst into tears.

Looking at the live chat room, there are still An Ruosu, Ming Youlan, and the Golden Horn bully who has been muted all this time.

It's strange that the live broadcast of the World of Beasts, so exciting, didn't attract anyone.

An Ruosu: I can't help you, sorry.

Ming Youlan: My father has many great friends, maybe I should ask them?

Mingyoulan seldom said anything strange. Everyone has known each other for so long, and they always feel that they have been friends for a long time.

Grandpa Scientist: Let's go to the scene, Grandpa, I am omnipotent, as long as it happens, no matter how well I cover it up, I can't hide from Grandpa's hot eyes.

I didn't notice that the scientist grandfather, who has been seldom talking, is also in the chat room.

Su Xiaoqian thinks about it too, anyway, it's always good to go and see for yourself.

After speaking with the long-faced orc minister, the long-faced minister went to make arrangements.

An hour later, Su Xiaoqian was on her way home.

Today is different from the past, and Su Xiaoqian can be regarded as a big turnaround.

Instead of riding a very uncomfortable horse, a huge carriage is made of the fruit of a giant tree in the Heifeng Kingdom.

This kind of giant tree blooms in 50 years, bears fruit in 50 years, and the fruit grows for another 50 years before it is considered mature, and after the fruit matures, the giant tree will die soon.

The ripe fruit is the size of an off-road vehicle, and the carriage made into it is exclusively used by the royal family of the Heifeng Kingdom.

Su Xiaoqian sat in a comfortable carriage, the interior was luxuriously decorated, and the velvet-covered couch was placed securely.

The convoy marched silently in the giant forest, surrounded by 1000 strong and brutal orc guards. The front line was guarded by General Zaren, and the Venerable Muya guarded the back line.

These two people were arranged by the long-faced orc minister to be Su Xiaoqian's bodyguards.

Su Xiaoqian, who hadn't had a good rest these days, couldn't stop her sleepiness, and fell asleep long ago.

In the depths of the dark forest, a melodious and melodious sound, like the sound of a flute from heaven, floated over.

(End of this chapter)