The Magus Era Chapter 745: Flying Camp Dogs

Liangzhu City West, in the middle of a large river rolling with turbid waves, a dense mist surrounds a stone island. ◇ ↓ ◇ ↓ Fiction. ￥ f

The widest island is seven or eight miles wide and more than twenty miles long. According to the topography of the island, foreign race built a strangely shaped castle. A dozen spires of tall tower skinny bones are in the castle, like dead fingers. Bone pointed straight into the sky.

There are barracks standing in the southeast and northwest of the castle. Each barracks has a tower of three hundred feet high in the center. The scarlet vertical eyes on the top of the four towers slowly rotate, and invisible ripples sweep across the earth, constantly monitoring. Moving in all directions.

In the middle of a tall tower in the castle, the Di Luolang face sits dead in a small prison cell, staring blankly at a light waterfowl on the river in the distance through the wide vent window.

A soft sound of '噗', the waterfowl is a mile away from the castle's high walls, a red ripple flashes in the air, the waterfowl is beaten into a plume of smoke by a strong current, and a few messy feathers Tumbling away by the strong wind.

Di Luolang's body twitched slightly. From this water bird's body, he seemed to see his miserable fate.

"I'm so stupid ... I shouldn't be back." Di Luolang mumbled mumbled, "Why should I be stupid enough to return to Liangzhu? Damn Emperor Shi killing, he actually pushed all the blame on us. That year Why didn't I strangle him when he was born? "

A piece of more than one foot long, made of the softest leather on the belly of Flood Dragon. After being forged by secret method, Talisman, which is as thin as cicada wings, is almost transparent and is stuck on the forehead of Di Luolang. A faint trace of black light sprayed from Talisman, like a huge spider web covering the face of Di Luolang.

The destiny eye is sealed, all the magical powers Magic Power can't perform, and the noble and noble Yu nobles are weak. In this heavily defended prison, Di Luolang has no chance to escape.

As elders of the Emperor's clan, Di Luolang is also favored. Even if it is a prisoner, the strict class nature of foreign race is still revealed. Di Luolang is able to have a separate cell on the tall tower with clear air and 'open view'. Although this cell can only accommodate a single bed, at least this is also a preferential treatment.

Below this castle. There is a huge and complex underground prison where tens of thousands of emperor clan members are imprisoned where the sky is not visible. Including direct descendants of Di Luolang, his children, grandchildren, were detained there.

"How much time is left?" Di Luolang held his finger. Gritting his teeth and secretly thinking: "According to our Yu tradition, since we have assumed all the crimes, we must kill as soon as possible and eliminate all possibilities of reversion."

"So, we should n’t have much time. Find a suitable day. Behead all our tribe ... Of course, in order to squeeze the last benefit of our body, this is also the best of our Yu tribe. In order to squeeze the last little insignificance of our body, we should be used as a sacrifice! "

"I, Di Luolang, the elders of the emperor clan, with descendants of Emperor Shi Luo Tian emperor's noble blood flowing on him, have fallen to be treated as sacrifices! Sacrifices, damn. Like livestock, as a sacrifice! "

Di Luolang was so angry that his face was purple. He clenched his fists almost hysterically and hit the wall severely.

"Ah, my hand!" A gleam of light flashed on the hard rock wall, Di Luolang's fist scratched a large piece of skin, and he crouched on the ground with his fist in pain, his eyes involuntarily flowing out. Tears.

There is a small window on the wooden door of the cell, and a figure suddenly appears outside the window. Squinting into the cell.

Di Luolang releases his hand, coughs gently, stands up, and pulls on his wrinkled robe. Strive to maintain the manners of a grand elder. He looked at the person outside the window and asked indifferently, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Elder Di Luolang?" A voice came in with a slick voice.

Di Luolang's complexion changed slightly. He stepped forward two steps and reached the window and looked out. Standing in the narrow corridor outside was a young Yu ethnic group wearing Chinese clothes.

The bloodline is optimized from generation to generation, and there are many handsome men and women in Yu nobility. He is also tall and beautiful. However, this young Yu person standing outside the door of Di Luolang is shorter than a normal Yu man. He is a bit bloated, and his face is a bit fat. Among the Yu noble group who pays great attention to appearance This guy is destined to be isolated and despised by everyone.

Di Luolang recognizes this guy. This Yu youth belongs to a lower-level aristocratic family. This family does not have much power. The people rely on acting as clerks for the large nobles, or as tax officials in the territory of the great lords. And business assistants to make a living.

Compared to the top giants like the Emperor Clan, this Yu youth belongs to a small existence that can be erased in one sentence.

If Di Luolang remembers correctly, this little guy once asked a relative of Di Luolang to ask a relative. The offspring is a descendant of a serious grandchild who does not value Di Luolang, and a humble maid.

This identity, this kind of blood, and the next lineage descendants in the descendants of Di Luolang, there is no difference between status and servants.

But Di Luolang vehemently rejected this little guy's proposal for marriage, and also used family power to suppress the family behind this young Yu ethnically.

"It's you ... your name ..." Di Luolang remembers this ugly face, but he can't remember his name.

"Gelu." The youth of Yu nationality smiled slickly: "Humble Gelu salutes you, Your Excellency the elder Di Luolang. Ah, what is the environment of the prison cell? You are too proportionate. "

'chī chī' laughed a few times, Gru Xiang glanced at the end of the distant corridor, lowered his voice and said softly, "Dear elder lord, do you remember your favorite granddaughter? What a precious lady, what a beautiful person, I came to take her away. "

Di Luolang's face jerked suddenly.

Emperor Xiu, the youngest daughter of his favorite son, Emperor Xiu ’s maternal blood is noble, from the Dark Sun Yimai Yemo family. Of all the descendants of Di Luolang, Emperor Xi ’s bloodline is the most noble, naturally receiving the greatest care of Di Luolang .

"We have a total of twelve poor worms who admire Ms. Emperor, and we have collected a sum of money." Gru smiled indecently and looked defiantly at the Di Luolang with distorted faces: "This money The number is considerable, so the leader here believes that Miss Emperor Di died of serious illness because she did not adapt to the prison environment.

"We will spoil Miss Emperor Emperor well." Grew trembled with excitement. He looked at Di Luolang, word by word, growling in a near cursing voice: "Trust us, we will take good care of her in turn. ! "

Di Luolang's face is so pale that he can't say a word. (To be continued.)