The Great Worm Lich

In the middle of the night, as the numerous Viscount leaders of the Roman continent, the vast Tate Metropolitan political and military center, the Tate Metropolitan Government Hall is still brightly lit and guarded, but the servants and officers in the fortress in the daytime Much rarer.

Zhang Lisheng, who had just received the rich reception of the assistant governor of Viscount Tate, opened his eyes and stared at the top of his head exuding the last trace of residual temperature in a spacious dark stone bedroom on the west side of the second floor of the Yizheng Hall. Brazier, thinking about getting a breakthrough from Viscount Tate.

Suddenly, I heard a subtle sound of "Suo Suo..." coming from the wall beside the extinguished fireplace opposite the stone bed covered with thick animal skin.

Looking alertly, he frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. With his eyes far beyond ordinary people, Zhang Lisheng saw an unexpected familiar face, sneaking from the dark wall of the dark door. Zhong Zhong came out and crept toward him, moving his heart, closing his eyes.

After a few seconds, he first felt a cold and sweaty palm pressed against his mouth, and a slight and hurried cry came from his ear, "Guest, VIP, wake up, wake up..."

"Uh, uh..." Zhang Lisheng shook his body, pretending to be awakened from his sleep, his covered mouth made a terrified muffled sound, and then heard the sound in his ear became more rapid and panic said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the distinguished guest, it's me, it's me Hedland, Hedland.

I'll let go now, don't call it, don't speak loudly, listen to me, Lord Viscount wants to see you. "

"Sir Hedland, do you mean that Viscount Tate is going to see me now?" Zhang Lisheng opened his face in a gloomy night with a look of surprise and lowered his voice.

"Yes. VIP, please come with me." Hedland nodded, not explaining much. The black-haired young man who hurriedly put on his clothes and walked lightly into the dark door of the bedroom wall. Enter a dark chute.

I walked along the Yongdao for a while and did not know how long I had traveled. The leader of the ‘Tatdu’ suddenly stopped and fumbled for a while on the stone wall on the right, triggering the mechanism and opening another secret door.

A dim light penetrated the dark channel from the opening of the dark door. Zhang Lisheng stood behind Hedland and whispered in a weird expression, "Lord Hedland. Your memory is so good, such a dark secret The Tao didn't get lost." He stretched his neck and looked towards the source of light, and at once he saw the fat, tall body of Viscount Tate.

"Noble, becoming an assistant and personal manager of the nobleman of the Roman lord is not a simple matter." Hedland's face exposed in the faint light unconsciously showed a sigh of emotion, "Guest, please come in Well, Lord Viscount and Master Etego have been waiting for you for a long time.", and led the dark-haired youth behind him out of the secret door.

The secret door connected to a small secret room, no more than twenty steps long and wide. A fire-shaking copper basin hung on the low stone ceiling shone, and the whole space looked mysterious and depressed.

"Researcher Zhang Bingqi, no. Now it's time to call you the director," Lie said, lying on a cushion of animal skin against the wall, looking at the alien dark-haired young man hesitantly approaching, saying: "You live The kingdom of China is really weird to the title of the top class for us Romans.

However, I know that the director is more noble than the researcher. Congratulations on your higher status, my friend. "

"Ah, Lord Viscount, I live in a country where all people are equal, and there is no such thing as a superior. So I think that Roman is completely composed of a strong samurai class, and it is even more weird to rule the people by riding a long, general, and jazz...

I didn't mean to offend you. I mean we live in a chaotic era. I have to accept many new things all the time. Do you understand what I mean?

By the way, in fact, the status of researcher and director in my country is the same, the difference is that one is a job title, and the other is a job...

Forget it, I will explain to you how they are different. In short, thank you for your congratulations. Zhang Lisheng nervously laughed and talked a lot of words, finally asked: "But it's so late, are you going to see me? "

"Of course, my friend," Tate said with a sincere look at the dark-haired young man from outside the world. "I believe you saw me in such a secret room late at night, and I should have had some hunches.

Yes, although I am still the guardian of the whole territory under the leadership of Tate, the situation is already very bad. It can even be said that in the near future, I will definitely lose the title.

As a lord who once held the highest authority in the territory, once he abdicated, his end was often not as simple as losing his power. It is likely that the cemetery was the only destination. "

"You must be telling a joke, Lord Viscount, ha, ha ha..." Zhang Lisheng's mind flashed, vaguely grasping the veins of certain secrets, but the surface was more unnaturally and said with a smile: "Wemand at noon today The chief of staff also said that Tat’s leader had just won a century-old victory, and your enemy was defeated..."

"It was this victory that brought me to a desperate situation, my friend," Tate all flashed an uncontrollable expression of grief on his face, lowering his voice and roaring to interrupt the black-haired man. "It was this victory that made I received my life-saving grace on the battlefield, and I was blessed by the civilians.

"Sir Viscount, you, what do you mean..." Zhang Lisheng pretended to be stupefied and said stutteringly in his heart.

"Director Zhang Bingqi," standing next to Viscount Tate, wearing a black robe, because of his thin, extremely tall figure, almost standing against the ceiling, and Etagogo, who was hidden in the shadow of the flash of fire, suddenly opened. Awkwardly speaking of the dark-haired youth, he said gently: "The rules of our Roman continent are different from your world.

A territory noble who cannot step on the battlefield or even stand up by his own strength, without the protection of a powerful ‘superior lord’, no matter how brave he once was, he cannot rule his territory steadily.

But Tate Du has lost the protection of the "Lord Lord" since he was completely cleared from Siloria three hundred years ago. It is already a miracle of Wu Xun’s longevity to retain the title of the Viscount after being injured for nearly three years. And now that his brother Sir Horstein has proved his worth with a great victory, it is already an extravagance for adults to be inferior. "

"That's right, then, that's too bad. In this case, can Tate all continue to form an alliance with the earth. Why is it so late to find me? What can I do?" The wise man confirmed his conjecture. Zhang Lisheng asked ecstatically, but his face was incoherent.

"You may not be able to help, but your compatriots have, my friend," Tate said with a hoarse voice, staring at the dark-haired young man with greedy, longing for fear, "The soldiers under my attack are guarding The Silorians of the Earth Mission once witnessed firsthand that your fellow compatriots who possessed magical powers allowed several Silorian warriors who had broken their spine and knees to stand up again.

I need that magical power to help me heal my wounds. As long as I can step on the battlefield again, no, as long as I can stand up again, no one can take the power of Tatto from me. "

"The magical power, the magical power to treat severe trauma, I, I did hear that the Taoist researchers and investigators of the Bureau of Religious Affairs can use magic to do this..." It seemed that the eyes of the Lord Tate were terrified, Zhang Lisheng He stepped back two steps and said with a trembling voice, after which he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Could it be that all of this is what you planned.

You, you save me, you have done so many things with your mind, you are not really planning to form an alliance with China, but want to heal the wound. "

"You're right, Researcher Zhang Bingqi," seeing the dark-haired youth guessed the truth, Ete Fago didn't deny it, and said calmly and frankly, "All this is strictly a lie.

Since knowing that your compatriots have mastered the magical surgery that the Roman continent does not have, Lord Viscount has ordered through various channels on the grounds that he can't allow the mean Silorian to enjoy the covenant with the powerful foreign state and accumulate strength. Get well with the Chinese, and you are the beneficiary of the three-day order just issued at the time.

So it can be said that lies have saved your life and made your identity more honorable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will bring you more wealth and higher status in the future. What's wrong? "

"You fed me the poison and tricked me to use all kinds of relationships to get through the joints and lead the Chinese mission. Now it's not bad for me!" Zhang Lisheng lowered his head and silenced for a while. Suddenly burst out shouting: "How can I trust you, how can I trust!

Who knows that after saving the Viscount, will I become a **** Silorian ally from a distinguished guest and should be beheaded..."

Hearing the abnormal roar of alien youths, pondering the meaning in his words, Lord Tate not only did not get angry or depressed, but showed an ecstatic expression, "I will never do that, dear friend, as long as you can I stand up again, and I will openly swear by the prestige of my ancestors and Wu Xun to put you under my protection forever.

Please be sure of my sincerity at this time. By the way, I promised you the status of Sir Roman, and I will seal your territory tomorrow morning.

People like you who have won the'Lord Lord' as a scholar and special merits like Master Etagogo have no obligation to step on the battlefield, and can never be arbitrarily devalued by the'superior noble', otherwise the entire territory The ruling foundation will be shaken. "(To be continued)