Ride and Cut

"A magical equipment that only Titans can use..." Richard smacked his lips. "Sounds very good."

After he finished speaking, the court was quiet for a while and no one picked up until Gangmanzi spoke.

"It's perfect, now I'm missing a Titan." Gunther nodded pretendingly.

"Then dear Gunther, where can we get a Titan back?" Hutt asked solemnly.

"Maybe... 10,000 years ago?"

The two life treasures looked at each other and laughed wildly at the same time.

Lord Lord didn't laugh. He saw Qiqiu running not far away to play at exactly this time, beckoning and shouting "Come here, little nigga". Suddenly, a black whirlwind passed over the turf, and then ejected and landed on Richard's thigh.

"Qiqiu." The grass stick was held in Qiqiu's claws, and he shook his head in a violent manner. After a set of fights, he stood upright on one foot for a long time. The lord reached out his hand and scratched it twice in the squeaky nest. He giggled and lay down and started. Rolling and shameless.

The little thing's claws have been getting sharper and sharper recently, and it made a slip of thread on Richard's pants with a little rub.

"This is the Titan." Lord Lord grabbed Qiqiu with both hands and raised it up, so serious that his face was expressionless.

Looking at Qiqiu, who was blinking innocently, Gunther and Hutt, who had just stopped, suddenly laughed and leaned back together. The degree of intensity is undoubtedly an unbearable weight for the trachea.

"Although no one can use it as a magic equipment, but in any case, the value of this ring is far from ordinary antiquities." Hendra said that he was not sure whether it was true or not, and could only pray in his heart to at least be confused. Pass the level, "Maybe there is still Titan's alchemy technology hidden. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as priceless."

"Very well, even if it is a story, I have to say that you made up a good story." Richard waved his hand to stop Gunther's reckless impulse. Look at it—everything is a popular element, and if it’s changed into a drama, it’s going to be a big hit."

"Why don't you give him two hours to hang your fingers and calm down?" Gunther buttoned his nose, not too much to watch the excitement.

"What is a hanging finger?" Hutt asked knowingly.

"Just tie the two thumbs with twine and hang them on the tree." Gunther grinned very honestly.

According to the ancestral experience of the barbarians, this punishment may not be considered particularly cruel at first, and it has no deterrent effect compared with picking eyes and cutting nose. But in fact, it is very effective. For at least a few hours, ordinary people will be clean even when they were a child playing with fire and bedwetting.

Those who can bite their teeth to resist this are really tough guys, and it's probably meaningless to use other punishments.

"I swear in the name of the Holy Light God, this is not a story." Hendra's eyelashes were shaking, and the gray-green pupils hidden underneath were rippled like lake water.

"Perhaps, but this master is very curious, since no one else has discovered this secret, how did you find out?" Lord Lord asked noncommitantly.

"I have been very interested in history since I was a child, so I can see some clues from the form. Later..."

"Lying, you are lying." Richard snapped his fingers, and everyone immediately turned their eyes to him, "How old are you this year? Twenty-four? That ten years ago was fourteen, a fourteen-year-old. Will children who are slightly interested in history know history better than professional collectors who are obsessed with collecting antiquities?"

"Those are what I have accidentally seen from ancient books. Although Lord Magellan is very knowledgeable, it is not surprising that he has not read a specific copy."

"Dare to slap your mouth!" Gunther was furious.

"This kind of possibility does exist." The lord shook his head and smiled, making Hendra's heart furry with a smile, "But-you said before, the fluctuation of the ring element is almost impossible to sense, so you must have been a child back then. I don't have the ability to sense, right?"

"Yes." Hendra scratched the hair that hadn't been groomed for two months, pulled out a lice, pinched it to death, and threw it away. "Titan's alchemy technology may be far beyond today's imagination, the elements are condensed to the extreme, but it is difficult to sense."

"Dear Legion Commander, please tell me, why have you never suspected that it is an imitation?" Richard stopped smiling, his eyes were as sharp as two sharp knives penetrating the tip of his heart, staring straight. Hendra, want to see him thoroughly.

Hendra said that it is nothing more than eyesight, but the lord is surprised that if a normal person encounters such a thing, even if he can make a judgment based solely on the form, he should more or less doubt it—will it be? Could it be a fake?

What's more, even a little bit of element fluctuations can't be captured, and naturally they will tend to be regarded as fakes.

But Richard can feel from Hendra's words that this kind of suspicion that a normal person should have has never existed for him from beginning to end.

The occurrence of abnormal events often means deeper problems. In Richard's view, there are only two possibilities at the moment-Hendra is mentally retarded for years, living in his own world and can't distinguish the north, south, east and west, or... he has hidden a part of the key content and didn't say it.

"I don't want to treat you as a mentally handicapped. Personally, I suggest that you better not treat me as I am." Richard pressed his chest with one hand, "If you have to go your own way, be prepared for the consequences."

Hendra was silent.

The lord waited patiently for nearly a quarter of an hour, but the answer to him was silence or silence.

The wind blew the grass and the rustling, Qiqiu was pouting his hips and fighting the rabbit hole in the grass, occasionally there was a loud eagle cry from a distance, and Richard's patience was gradually bottoming out.

"Gunther, push it down and chop it down." He leaned back, snapped his fingers smartly, and did not touch half of the smoke. "It is not impossible to show off cleverness in front of me, but you must be more strict, and remember it in the next life. live."

When Gunther started to push, Hendra finally couldn't help but speak. In the face of death threats, he really couldn't remain indifferent.

With this opening, all four were shocked—"Because I am a favored one."

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This world is not fair. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will always have some people just born, just fall on the end that others can't reach in their lives.

It is not only the alternation of secular money and power, but also the magic field. For ordinary people, spellcasting is a skill that must be learned hard, and every step is difficult. But for another small group of people, there is no need to learn or to work hard, they are born like a beast to master part of the spell ability.

Some mages who suffocated sour water called such lucky ones-the favored ones.

As the name suggests, the lucky person who has been blessed by the gods. Taking into account the tradition of the mage's refusal to believe in gods, it is not difficult to find that this title also contains a strong irony and disdain.

Because the vast majority of the favored ones can only keep their talents and spells at their roots throughout their lives.

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