Why Did You Summon Me?

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"Er this thing" Bai also looked at the pickled dragon meat pulled out by Zhang San, and he was a little bit restless. Although this should belong to the category of dried meat, but looking at the metal luster on the surface, he did not let People think this thing can be used as food.

"I know, I know, I know what you want to say, in fact, I tried it when I started." Zhang San said, picking up this dragon jerky and making a strong stroke on the rock wall next to it, issued There was a shrill noise of metal friction, and some mars could be seen faintly.

No matter how you look at it, it must be something that ordinary people ca n’t eat.

"I decided to polish this dragon jerky into a dagger, yeah, yes, I will use it as a heirloom weapon and pass it on to my offspring." Zhang San ’s piece of jerky, drawing in the air, looked like Quite proud.

"You're happy," Bai said only.

At night, the rescue team fell asleep. Mia still slept with Tisgar. She still held the hammerhead shark puppet in her arms, and a lamb curled up beside the pillow. Around the girls, they tightened the quilt tightly before they listened to the discussion in the void.

The discussion has now reached a basic conclusion. The most valuable part is probably that the mysterious plane where the ancestors are located is not the same as the common cognitive plane. The plane barrier should be very thin, so In order to sense the real existence of the Voidwalker. As for other things about the purpose of the ancestors; what specific methods did they use to transmit power; why did they go to that weird plane? None of these reached any valuable conclusions.

On the contrary, they are obsessed with trying to get the spirit of every alpine barbarian to return to this plane. Some people think that this is to avoid further sanctions of the rules. Others say that this is to accumulate more power. The only time everyone can agree on is that the ancestors are very mysterious.

"If you have a chance in the future, talk to them more." The magician said to Bai Yi, "Now I can only put it on for the time being, right, how is your situation?"

"It feels good." Bai Yi said, and he took a protruding rock on the wall, and then easily crushed the stone into fine powder with both hands, flowing gently along the gap between his fingertips. On the ground, "The barbarian agreed to my request, and with this power, it was not difficult to rescue Wendini, but I do n’t know how she is now"

At this time, Wendini, the focus of the event, can be said to be a bit lucky, because she has not been touched by anyone so far, and no tragedy such as the silver swordsman Ji has not yet been staged, but she Judging from the current situation, if no one rescues, she may soon be renamed Baizhuo Swordmaster.

At this time, Wendini was wearing a blue aristocratic evening dress that did not match the surrounding style. The skirt with high slits exposed the beautiful legs and was wrapped in a layer of **** black stockings. After long-term medical maintenance of the bare back, no trace of exercise can be seen, even as delicate as a little girl. She is still as beautiful as she is, but her beautiful body is bounded by a twine of rough ropes, binding her. His body was tightened tightly, creating a weird beauty. His hands with black silk gloves were clipped behind him and tied tightly.

Wendini now looked like a lamb to be slaughtered, hung in the middle of a tent, and the white high heels on his feet could barely point to the ground. Her head hangs down, and her pale blue hair hangs weakly beside her face, exposing the slender neck like a swan.

And beside her, stood a pretty special-dressed young girl with short white hair and wine-red eyes. Her skin was different from that of Wendini's fair and delicate, but **** bronze. Wearing a translucent tulle jacket, you can clearly see the slight cloth covering only the key parts under the jacket.

"You've been hung here for so many days, you are still so beautiful." The barbarous girl spoke a fairly standard lingua franca, brushing gently with a hand over a key part of Wendini's rope, letting the cloth strip Gouty Wendini was forced to send out a sultry pant.

"Can you tell me why are you so beautiful?" Said the barbarian girl, untied the cloth strips in Wendini's mouth, reached out and twisted her chin, lifted her tortured, but Still beautiful face.

"呸" Wendini was weak and wanted to spit her saliva, but only a little water and food intake every day made her unable to secrete saliva.

"Hehe, it's so cute." The barbarous girl showed a contented expression, "I hope you can keep your stubbornness and pride when you lie in the presence of the warriors three days later. In this case, their anger I can get more peace. "Then she let go of her hand again, and Ventini's neck lost the strength of support and dropped again weakly.

"Speaking of which, haven't you been touched by a man yet?" The barbarous girl continued to tease Wendini, and even reached out and rubbed her chest vigorously.

"Yeah ~" Wendini let out another pant, with a flush on her face involuntarily, and she wanted to speak to explain that she had been touched by a stinky hooligan last time, which was also considered to have been touched by a man Right? It's just that she really has no strength to speak. Even if she has strength, I'm afraid she has no mood to say anything.

Her long term imprisonment had numb her heart, and even remorse was about to be forgotten, but she also wanted to laugh. She remembered that she had not listened to Tessgael's persuasion, and even boasted that Haikou would arrest the barbaric king Looking back now, it seems that the barbaric king is indeed a beautiful girl whose appearance is not inferior to her, but she was caught unfortunately.

In fact, to this day, Wendini did not know what happened. The messenger she sent in advance told her that the barbarian king had accepted her tribute gift and would meet her in her own account, which allowed her to relax for a while. Be wary, dressed like this to participate in the aristocratic reception, even without weapons, stepped on the heels and stood in front of the king.

The meeting was very normal at the beginning, and the two sides had a good talk. Wendini watched that an agreement would be reached to establish a stable business path through the steppe barbarian territory and complete this great achievement that was not realized by the predecessors. By the way When he saved his family, there was a sudden noise outside the tent. It turned out that the caravans and the barbarians residing outside the tent were in conflict and even fought!

So the good situation collapsed. The caravan was surrounded by barbarian cavalry. The black soul armor was dismantled into parts by the barbarian king. Wendini was arrested. Except for a few people who escaped, the entire caravan covered the merchants and the army. The mercenaries were either killed or abolished to become slaves, and Wendini himself was hung in a tent, reluctantly waiting for the fate of his Majesty.

To this day, Wendini has not figured out what happened. Before meeting the King, she had specifically told that the mercenaries could not have any conflict with the barbarians, but it turned out to be contrary to their wishes. At first she accused the group of prairie barbarians for betrayal, but the other side even more indignantly stated that she was a betrayer and wanted to take the opportunity to attack the barbarians?

In fact, the truth of the matter is this. Although the prairie barbarians are insidious and greedy, their current king has a long-term vision and knows what this business road can bring to his tribe. Suppressing the opposition of other clans, they are ready to accept the Dole family's request to help them establish this business route.

It was only a crucial step when she mistakenly chose a tribe who opposed this time from the beginning to take care of the caravan. The tribe ’s Khan asked her only son to take care of it, but the person did n’t understand. Common language, attitude is also more arrogant; as for the caravan side, the only brother of the mercenary commander is in charge of negotiation. He does not understand the minority language, and the communication between the two parties relies on the translation prepared by the Doules.

As a result, the translation itself was a bit lame, and several keywords were misinterpreted by him. The two sides could barely configure it at first. As a result, after the translation of a normal greeting into an attempt to have a relationship with the mother of the other party, the contradiction was resolved. Can't stop it.

Khan's son stabbed the leader's younger brother with a stab, and the leader forgot a moment of grief and forgot everything. A sword cut Khan's son into two pieces and then became the current situation, even if the current barbarian king was right No matter how interested in opening up a business road, I can't hold back the opposition of other clans, and can only use Wendini as a prize to calm their anger.

It can be said that for many years of preparation by the Doule family, Wendini has been painstakingly operating and pioneering the north-south commercial road. It is so ruined in a pit father's translation. What is more hateful is that that guy is the center of contradiction. As early as the beginning of the conflict, he was trampled to death, and there was no proof of death. The truth of the matter was buried forever in the long river of history with the horizontal death of the three parties.

The only good news is that Wendini didn't know and would never know that it was such an inadequate preparation that led to the final loss. Otherwise, she would have a hard time coping with this because of her minor omissions. Situation.

Now Wendini is in a state of complete despair, and her family has been buried here by her, thinking that no one will come to save her, but she was reminded of her by the barbaric king today. Previously belittled past by that stinky hooligan.

That bastard, if I had come with me at the beginning, how good my mind had been completely confused, Wendini thought with hatred.

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