Why Did You Summon Me?

Regarding the abandonment of the throne, although Bai also did not discuss it with other void walkers, they also had no objection, and no one was interested in this scum of mud and water, not to mention it was covered by any **** of war. The scum of the quagmire, by his name, still scammed. It was too much to steal his weapon and the woman he was trying to do. Maybe this army **** really exists, and Bai Yi came here desperately.

Only the Lich ’s opinion is a little different. “Although I do n’t oppose your decision, I just feel a little regretful. So many people here can gather them together and convert them into various undead creatures. Weakly become skeleton soldiers. Become a strong death knight. By then, you will have an army of hundreds of thousands of undead. It will be no problem to sweep the entire East plane. Do n’t worry about their loyalty and supply issues. ”

I rely, this guy is really tm sad, Bai Yi sighed in his heart, thinking that if he did what he said, I am afraid that not only the army **** will chop himself, the church who is afraid to have to personally Shot

The Voidwalkers looked at this matter very lightly, but those Khan people were different. At this time, they were noisy in the king's tent. Some people thought that this was a good thing. In the future, the change of the throne will be based on strength. It is not necessary to look at a certain person's face; however, some people think that the sword of the army **** is a symbol of the army god, and regardless of respect for tradition, it should not be left in the hands of outsiders.

"You are so powerful, take your people to grab it? Anyway, I saw how he slaughtered those Goshawk people, you can take the fools in your clan to experience it for yourself." Khan of the Benma clan loudly Said that he had experienced several ups and downs in his life this morning, and his emotions were inevitably a little excited. As the strongest Khan at present, he certainly hoped that the sword of the army **** would disappear completely.

"Astro Boy, I think you want to be a king and you want to go crazy? Even the sword of the army **** is allowed to give it to outsiders, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the army god?" Another weak Khan A loud question asked the Khan of the Benma tribe. Tribes like them who were not strong would naturally place their hopes on tradition.

"If the **** of war really wants to punish, then the gray guy is punished first, but he has nothing, it means that the **** of war has recognized him, he is the master of the sword of war god, we should respect his opinion!"

"I don't know if the **** of war will lower the penalty, but I haven't seen it, but if you take someone to grab the sword, you can enjoy the penalty of the sword of the **** of war."

"You boneless cowards, you don't even want the inheritance of the army god! You don't deserve to be a prairie people!"

"You deserve it? Then you grab it! Anyway, we have come over the days when there was no sword of the army god, and not every king is the master of the sword of the army god, which is not a big deal."

"That's right, the woman lost with the sword of the army god, indicating that a weapon is not enough to support a throne. I even think we can give up this tradition."

There was a lot of noise in the king's account, and there were various opinions, but most of them still tend to accept the reality. The key is not to accept it. Take someone to grab a sword? Or did he whisper and invite him back to be a king? These ideas are unrealistic.

So Atti listened to the discussion in the king's tent and knew that a **** storm around this tent was about to be blown on the prairie. Calamity, like the prophecy said, was about to come, and his people Eh? The cold and dangerous land they were on seemed to be far away from the center of disaster?

Thinking of this, Atie's heart has a little more hope. This devil seems to care about himself? Is he really so obsessed with his own sex? Will you please yourself in such a special way? Artie shook her head vigorously, shaking off these unrealistic thoughts in her head, only thinking that it was either coincidence or teasing her, just like a child teasing a newly caught small animal. The initial freshness will be Make them exceptionally good for small animals, and it won't be the same for a long time.

But did he really follow him to leave the prairie to the remote and dangerous southern land, watching the turmoil of the grassland silently, but could not do anything? Can the former king, the one who was once selected by the army god, only do this? Artie thought unwillingly.

This is the idea, so that the girl who has always been cranky suddenly came up with a crazy idea, do you want to rely on his freshness to yourself, further obey him, so as to deceive his trust, then take the opportunity to regain The sword of the army god, how about this? In the process, can you still take the opportunity to learn the knowledge of Nanlu, and even master the power of this demon? When you successfully recapture the sword of the army **** and return to the grassland, you can use the knowledge of the southern land to make the grassland truly prosperous.

This thought reminded Artie again of the complete prediction that the devil will bring disaster and prosperity to the grassland. Disaster is about to be fulfilled. What about prosperity? Doesn't it mean himself lurking beside him?

Atti's heartbeat could not help speeding up a lot. The more I thought about it, the more feasible it was. Although his body would be defiled by him, doing so could really save the prairie! Even if it fails in the end, the risk for the tribe to live a slightly better period is very small, and the price paid is nothing more than a false and venomous one, just as if the dog took a bite!

In particular, the mark in her body did not disappear with her losing the sword of the army god, but it went silent, which made Artie subconsciously think that the **** of war did not give up completely, which may be precisely for himself A test of preparation?

In this way, Atti made the final decision in her heart, even if she is no longer a king, but she is still willing to sacrifice herself for the clan and the prairie, lurking around this demon, seeking opportunities!

After all, like some British people, she is a king who relies on a sword. Such girls are relatively flat and naive, suitable for swordsmen. Fortunately, Bai didn't know the innocent and lovely thoughts in her heart. Otherwise, she might be advised to write a novel. Such a unique brain hole cannot be wasted.

Having made a decision, Ati quickly followed in the footsteps of Bai Yi. Looking at his back, she began to think about how to gain his trust. Although she had some confidence in her appearance and body, she asked herself Not to the extent that Wendini, who was previously bound, can fascinate a man, especially the chest Artie pursed her mouth and looked down at the disappointing chest, but she saw the toes directly.

But compared to this, he is less likely to seduce a man but is a bigger problem. What can I do? Artie had to remember the other women she had met, especially those who were always surrounded by many men. I summarized it, I felt that I should learn to smile first, and then be more intimate

Then she quickly caught up with Bai Yi, and stretched out her small hand to hold Bai Yi's arm, but she was stiff in the air halfway through the movement. Her heart was still hesitant, her skin was thin, and finally she was I meditated in my heart that this was for the Lord God of War, for the clan, and for the grassland. Then he clenched his teeth and grabbed Bai Yi's arm.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yi stopped patiently and looked back at Artie, then saw the girl looking up, the muscles on her face trembled slightly, and squeezed a stiffer and ugly stiffer than him. Smile

What is this tiger smile? Too scary, right? Why do n’t you laugh? Bai also wondered. He had seen Atie's smile before. He was very cute and normal. Why is it so now? Could it have broken his head when his face landed first?

So he reached out and tried to touch Artie's forehead to see if she had a fever, but his hand reached halfway, and Artie quickly showed a timid expression, narrowed her neck slightly, and used her sorrow. He looked at him like a kitten that had been mistakenly caught.

What's going on with this guy? Bai also scratched his head in a little embarrassment, and didn't go into it, so he continued to walk with Artie.

Atti fanned her face in disgust, annoyed by her mistakes, and began to work hard to do ideological work for herself, forcing herself to let go of the burden and earnestly contact the demon.

Bai Yizhen didn't know that she was so tired. He found the sheep grazing outside Wang Ting, rode it up, and then held Atie's neck with magic power, lifting her like a kitten.

"Yeah!" Artie waved her hands and feet in a panic, and was quickly thrown by Bai Yi on the back of the sheep, sitting behind his back. She instinctively moved her buttocks, not wanting to be too close to Bai Yi. I was very afraid of this kind of war sheep, and for a while I forgot all those strange ideas.

Bai also clearly saw her resistance and resistance to herself, and was not in a hurry, but just said as gently as possible: "It's going to go, and you'll have to look at it for the last time."

Artie nodded blankly, raised her head, and as the war sheep was slowed down deliberately, trying to look at the land that has lived for many years, her people are busy packing their luggage and preparing to leave Here, it was as if they were going to move to Wang Ting.

No one came to see her off. It was good that Atie didn't feel bad about it. She was still serious and looked greedily at everything in front of her, as if to put these scenes into her eyes.

After the war sheep walked out of the king's court, Atti reluctantly looked back, but there was a familiar cry in his ear.

"Ati, we are waiting for you to come back in the new home!" The middle-aged uncle who was guarding him was standing with several other unguarded guards at the gate of Wang Ting, waving his hands vigorously at Ati However, their faces did not show a sad expression because of their differences, but they were extraordinarily relaxed and natural, showing a smile often seen on the grassland where Artie grew up.

This familiar and unfamiliar smile finally made Artie unable to restrain her inner feelings, and she burst into tears while sitting on the back of the sheep.