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The undead are coming!

The news, which had been infested with countless bloods, spread through the city of Rasmufer with a plague speed.

Several gathering points in every tavern, inn, and trading house were crowded with underground creatures who wanted to inquire about it, from gray dwarves, lizardmen, underground trolls, minotaurs, and even some of the more obscure Drow warriors to mingle in. All kinds of rumors and gossip are flying all over the sky, no matter how absurd the rumors will attract groups of listeners, who will ask about the reliability of the content over and over again.

In this moment of panic, everyone is a listener and everyone is a communicator. Some frightening news came one after another, making these old rivers and lakes seem to sense the arrival of the apocalypse, and they become more and more irritable and irritable, and they will add fists and kicks if they don't agree with each other.

The outside of the city was now a dead place, and a large number of patrols, merchants, and slave traders were all beaten back by the sudden appearance of the enemy. The lucky ones, who fled into the city with their wounds and wailing, did not even have a chance to come to the bar to cry, and were taken away by the elite Drow team in the name of the family council, and they were never seen again.

But such a harsh situation is by no means completely controllable by blocking the news. Soon, the underground natives living in Rasmufer City inquired about the situation from the side.

Their city is already the closest to the surface, and in the distant tunnels to the northwest, there are rumored to be inhabited by a group of underground gnomes who have migrated from the depths of the earth. There was no shortage of merchants and slave traders who had done business with them in the city, and they were still the leading ones.

But about two years ago, the underground gnomes were suddenly wiped out by an undead force from the surface, and not even a poor living mouth escaped. As a result, the small city founded by the underground gnomes became a paradise for the undead.

When I first learned the news, Rasmufer City was also nervous for a while, and it was locked down for ten days. However, these new undead were extremely self-contained, and only stayed within 10 miles of that small city, and rarely dispersed the interests of Hài Zhuoer, so the two got along peacefully for two years.

It's a pity that not long ago, the so-called family council formed by the union of several family mothers suddenly issued a war mobilization order to explore and expel the undead, so several formed Drow teams were sent out to spy on the undead first.

And when the joint crusade army formed in Rasmufil City had not yet been deployed, and the housewives of several major families were still bargaining for the share of the army, the warning of a major rout suddenly came from the front line. And with the warning came a dark curtain that covered the sky. Almost at the same moment, the three Drow teams sent by Drow City in the direction of the undead all lost contact, and it is estimated that there is more luck than luck.

While the housewives were discussing in horror, rumors spread outside Rasmufer, and all patrols that fled back reported being attacked by a large number of undead. For a while, the atmosphere in the city suddenly froze.

The undead are coming, and this is almost certain information. The only thing that puzzled them now was the intentions of the enemy.

Could it be that the undead really plan to lay siege to a drow city blessed by a goddess?

But before they could be confused, even near the exits in the remaining directions, the undead appeared, and the city of Ras Mufil was surrounded by the undead.

This group of Drow troops that were originally formed to conquer the undead were not wasted, and they were added to the city defense of Drow City. With the support of a strict military system, it is not worried that the undead can rush into the city, but relying on the extremely strong city defense, the dark elves can wait for the undead to be crushed between the stone and steel.

The Drow, who have a long tradition of manipulating undead creatures, don't take these walking skeletons seriously. Their ability to bind the corpse of the soul is a masterful method that can not only evoke the corpse of the dead, but also trap the soul of an unlucky ghost in it, and become a enslaved living dead for eternity.

The sheer number of undead is a disaster for those who are not in danger, but for the drow who rely on the fortified city, it is just a game.

The Drow warriors at the bottom may still be immersed in illusory glory, and even the stupid housewives who preside over the family council have a general attitude, and only the two matrons who have suffered from the undead can still keep a clear head and worry about the current situation.

It was another unpleasant reunion, and the 7th Family Council ended the "discussion" in a noisy and noisy manner. Several of the first masters of the family returned to their stations with a solemn face, surrounded by the priests of the family, and only the two heads of the first and fourth families remained in the council hall with solemn faces.

"These fools don't know how to provoke those undead. I really hope to see them all shivering and pitiful as soon as possible...... "The fourth family's Filren maestermother was originally pure and delicate, but now her face flashed with vicious and frenzied anger.

"Come on, Philon, stop playing with your vicious mouth! Do you dare to say that you don't have the credit for provoking incitement? The first family matriarch Ressil, who did not move, glanced at Philen's performance with disdain, and did not leave any affection for her: "You and I are deeply aware of the power of that undead!" But those fools didn't see it with their own eyes, that's why you provoked it. What are you going to do now? ”

"What to do?"

"Didn't you foresee the undead in the first place? Do you really think that the undead will be safe and secure as your helper and executioner, clearing you of these fools who get in the way? Ressell laughed nervously, looking like a broken jar.

"Resel, don't forget, you can bring down Wen Lisa and become the head mother of the first family, but it is all my support. You're really going to me off, you know what happened to you! Philen put away his disguise, and his eyes were full of warning.

"Haha...... It's all at this moment, and you're still playing with your little abacus. Can you still control this group of undead who have blocked the gate? If it weren't for the growth of the second and third families, would you be so kind to let me sit in the position of the first family's mother? At most, those two sluts will only have an infighting that does not know whether they are alive or dead, and they will make a mess of Rasmufer City. But what about you? Your ambition and incompetence can only lead the city of Rasmufer to ruin......"

Before Resel could finish her words, she was knocked to the ground by a vicious slap, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of her delicate and sexy lips.

"Don't annoy me, bitch! You should know about Wen Lisha's sad fate, do you want to follow in her footsteps? Philen angrily pressed over to her and threatened in a hoarse voice.

At the mention of Wen Lisha, Resel couldn't help but think of the spider elf who seemed to be human, strange and strange, and the delicate body half-paralyzed on the ground was completely paralyzed as if the backbone had been extracted. The ferocity just now was gone, and only trembling cowering and weakness remained.

The bright smile of the Philen hostess immediately made the ferocity and viciousness on her face disappear, leaving only the kindness and coquettishness of the drow. She gently floated up Ruisil, who was no longer able to stand alone, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and reminded faintly.

"Ruisel, you and I are poor people tied together, and infighting at this time will only allow others to take advantage. Do you think you'll be better off in the hands of Carrese and Emantha? Ha ha...... You're not so naïve, are you? Work with me, I still need you. Work with them and they'll just swallow you and ......"

Risel's delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly, leaning weakly on Philen's body, bowing her head and saying nothing.

A ripple flashed on Philen's innocent and delicate face, and the flexible fingers holding Ressell's thin waist moved up, and he lightly grabbed the heavy fullness, and slowly kneaded it. As soon as Ressell, who had not yet recovered from her horror, raised her pretty face, her full red lips were firmly sipped by Philen, leaving only the unrecognizable murmur of the wings of her nose.

The two equally delicate and fiery bodies immediately pressed close together, Luo shirt was lightly untied, and the beautiful body was displayed, and a heart-warming panting sound sounded in the hall after a while.

After a long time, the two black-skinned beauties who were hoarse and sweaty were satisfied with the clouds and rain. They hugged each other lazily, their limbs intertwined, and under the background of the soft spider silk clothes scattered all over the place, they became more and more upright and hip-cured, with thin waists and long legs. At the time of the crossing, the large black jade-like skin also makes the richness of the Risier Mountains and the meadows of Filren Blossom complement each other, and all kinds of beautiful scenes are simply beautiful.

Philen's bumpy body and sweet and pure face formed the ultimate temptation, but after the sighing voice, this perfect body was once again hidden under the exquisite costume. Satisfied, she gently kneaded twice on the highest point of Risier's delicate body, and then walked away with a light smile.

When the crisp and pleasant sound of the heel tapping died away in the room, Rui Sier, who was originally lazy and invincible, suddenly opened his narrow pair of Danfeng beautiful eyes. The cowardice on her face and the softness in the depths of her eyes gradually retracted, and she looked at the direction in which Philen had disappeared, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and a trace of contemptuous sneer flowed.

"It's all a bunch of self-righteous fools, it's all a bunch of sluts who don't know whether to live or die! It's just me, Resel, the most sober-minded. Yes...... Great Spider Goddess, please lower your majesty! …… Haha, poor Phillen...... The Queen of God will let the darkness consume you and your soul struggle in the light! ”

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