From star abyss

As soon as Leos said this, he immediately caused silence among the people present in the Eastern Empire.

It's not that Red King's reputation is not good. On the contrary, Red King's reputation is very good even in Jingyuan. In Jingyuan, Red is usually the patron saint of businessmen and securities investors. Luck appears.

In other words, Red is a mascot here in Jingyuan.

What made the Lady Ode to the Flower House even more speechless was that, as a soul-sacrifice master, Leoz did not swear an oath to Gloucester, the main god of his path, but to Red King, which gave him an indescribable weird feeling.

You could say he was sincere. He swore an oath to Red King just like he swore an oath to the Lucky Cat.

You say his attitude is insincere, he swore an oath to Red King.

After hesitating for a moment, Hualousong asked tentatively.

"Sir, what do you mean..."

"I have sworn to the Lord God, and my sincerity can be seen from heaven!" Leoz said seriously: "Don't the people of Daliang believe in the majesty of the Lord God?"

"No, no, no, I don't mean that." Hualou Song's eyelids twitched, and he quickly explained: "Red Jinmian is a survivor of the war outside the abyss, and he is also the only existing star god of the abyss, but you have no choice. Your Majesty Gloucester, this is quite surprising..."

As soon as she said this, she stepped into the trap set by Leoz.

"Are you saying that His Majesty Red King's status is inferior to that of His Majesty Gloucester?"

"Your Excellency is really good at joking. How dare I blaspheme the Lord God? I definitely don't mean this."

"Then why don't you believe me?" Leoz pressed forward step by step: "Or do you think His Majesty Red King, who represents the incarnation of capitalism, is not enough to serve as a witness to a good faith contract?"

"I didn't say that, it's just that you don't seem to be a believer of Lord Red King..."

“I’m not a believer ≠ I can’t swear an oath to Him.”

Leos raised his chin and said arrogantly:

"Everyone talks about being grateful to the heaven and the earth, but the result is that they trample the earth under their feet and breathe the air to their heart's content. If everyone follows the principle of justification by works, how can the world still work? If you want to start a philosophical debate, I Of course I don’t mind. After all, unlike you bastards, we undead still have a slight advantage in accumulating knowledge (Necronomicon). You dare to face me? I was a frost-plated person in my previous life!"

Frost-plated boxing, a secret technique!

So far, as long as the ethnic group wants to face Li Aozi, there is no way to win verbally, let alone Li Aozi. In fact, the entire frost-plated players and Azure Star immigrants have no way to win in terms of laning. Never lost.

If you encounter problems, you will label the other party as a bully. If the other party is reasonable, you will act like a hooligan. If the other party behaves like a hooligan, you will use the political correctness card.

Although there are many layers in the Star Abyss, and the Jingyuan is very large, in fact, the thoughts of the people in the Jingyuan are not as open as the big stage of the Abyss, and most people still want to be embarrassed.

As long as you still want face, then great, the frost-plated boxing technique will hit you in the face.

After Leoz said a few words, Ode to the Flower House had many hats on his head. It would have been just a regular chatter - Leoz said "Red King" on the left and "The Lord of the Road" on the right, which stood out. With so much pressure on her, Hualousong didn't dare to be careless at all.

After going back and forth, Hualou Song could not withstand this advanced experience, and finally said helplessly:

"Okay, what you said makes sense, let's leave without further ado - Guo Shuai, send the soul sacrifice master away."

"I can just go out by myself. This person will only cause trouble if he follows me."

After Leoz finished speaking, he wrapped himself in a cloak, activating the effect and reducing his sense of presence. He turned on his heels and was about to leave. He walked to the door in two steps. Before he could raise his hand, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

squeak——

Immediately afterwards, a chill ran down Leoz's spine, and an icy gaze swept into the room. If the gloomy and cold aura had any substance, it whipped his skin like a biting winter wind.

Leoz stopped. Walking towards him was a tall and thin woman, skinny and bones, casually wrapped in a fisherman's raincoat. All exposed skin was wrapped in dirty bandages, with dark blood oozing out. There was a faint phosphorus in his pale green eyes. He was obviously a living person, but his body was filled with a strange smell of powder, like a corpse about to be buried.

Click, click...

The woman slowly stepped into the wing, passed Leoz, and walked towards the screen stiffly and mechanically. Leozi felt more and more unhappy and immediately quickened his pace.

"Oh? There are still visitors." Hua Lou Song's surprised voice came from behind: "I don't know who you are..."

"(Necromantic) Hate to see you living sacks of sour flesh."

The woman muttered a few undead words in annoyance, and Leoz's eyelids twitched.

[It can’t be such a coincidence, I must have been very lucky during this period...]

"What did you say?" Song of the Flower House didn't understand Necronomicon, so he had to ask.

"Tsk. (Necromantic language) The rotten flesh of the world..."

The woman tilted her head, sighed, and then said in common language:

"Annemaria Shanar, you are the Empress of Song of the Flower House in Daliang, right? I am one of the apprentices of Grand Master Shanar. He sent me to receive the token from you - I should not be needed Say more?"

"Well……"

Hua Lou Song frowned, obviously realizing something was wrong. She clapped her hands lightly, and Guo Zhaofeng who was outside the door immediately stepped back and took action. She pretended to hesitate and asked:

"Your Excellency, you are saying that you are here to retrieve the rock ghost's finger bones for Grand Master Shanal?"

"(Necromantic) I really can't stand the temper of living people."

Annemaria complained and said:

"Yes, it's that thing. The finger bones of the holy beast are just a toy in the hands of you people. Only by awakening them through the ceremony under the great [Lord of Ghosts] Gloucester can the former holy beast be restored. Glory. To deal with His Majesty the Emperor of Daliang, it is absolutely impossible without the help of the Holy Beast."

Hualousong narrowed his eyes slightly, sat up straight from behind the screen, and said in a deep voice:

"Can you swear to His Majesty Red King that everything you say is true?"

"Red King? Why should I pray to the Lord God of [Loot]?"

Annemaria was puzzled and glanced at the Ode to the Flower House:

"You're not on the [Plunder] path, so why do you suddenly mention Red King?"

Hualousong took a deep breath and said:

"Guo Shuai."

"Go back to your Majesty, I'm here." Guo Zhaofeng hurriedly jumped out of the corridor and knelt down.

Hualou Song asked in a deep voice:

"I ordered you to close the passage, thoroughly investigate the environment, and look for traces of that kid. How is it now?"

Guo Zhaofeng said:

"Go back to your Majesty, I have searched the entire secret realm, and there is no trace of the soul-sacrifice master just now. He probably teleported away directly."

"Yeah?"

Hua Lousong took a deep breath, and even through the screen, she could feel her aura gradually becoming anxious.

Annemaria frowned in confusion and asked bluntly:

"What happened? (Necromantic) Inexplicable."

"Miss Annemaria—can I call you that?" "Whatever."

"That's great." Hualousong calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid we won't be able to give you the finger bones for the time being."

"What the hell (Necromantic language)?" Annemaria said dissatisfied: "What do you mean by this? Can't you entertain me?"

"To put it simply, someone took your identity and took the rock ghost's finger bones from us in advance."

Hualou Song paused:

"Just before you come in."