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Chapter 123 Little Black House

There is no doubt that huddling in a big barrel to travel is obviously not a wonderful enjoyment...

The pirates who did not receive the tour guide fee were quite rude and completely ignored the tourists' feelings. Under their thick hands and feet, dozens of large barrels were all put down to the ground, rolled onto the deck with a roar, and then rolled down along the wooden bridge until they hit the wooden pillars at the dock.

The bumpy cocked in the big barrel was about to fall apart. Christine held her breath with a flushed face. Because the barrel was too narrow and lost balance, she was now close to Lin Taiping, and her cherry lips were directly printed on the other party's cheek, looking like she was taking the initiative to give a passionate kiss.

What made her even more embarrassed and vomited blood was that even though she had taken advantage of her, Lin Taiping actually showed a very disadvantaged expression. He even bit her ear and protested quietly: "What, let's kiss her face, don't plan to take the opportunity to take away my first kiss, and keep the first kiss for twenty years."

My first kiss is your first kiss, boss, I took away my first kiss a few months ago, okay?

Christine gritted her teeth with hatred, but when she recalled the intimate contact at that time, and looked at the hateful smile that was close at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling. This complex feeling that she had never experienced in words was something she had never experienced in the past. It made people panic and heartbeat, but it was a little bit... Uh, boss, what are you doing?

What do you think? Lin Taiping smiled and freed up his hand to take out the magic detection scroll that had been prepared long ago. This magic scroll also came from the laboratory of the Pighead Monster ancestor, but was not sold due to special effects. Simply put, its only function is to allow users to use detection magic to observe the surroundings when their vision is blocked.

And now, as this magic scroll was gently torn apart, Lin Taiping and Christine's mind suddenly appeared in the minds of about a hundred meters outside the barrel.

The black reefs that had not grown long ago constituted this desolate island with a dangerous terrain. The crude pier was built next to a shallow. The scarred Blood Demon and several pirate ships that escaped by chance were leaning on the shore for emergency repairs. The vicious pirates jumped off the deck, carried cargo onto the pier with scimitars, and walked towards the wooden house community not far away.

Under the huge shadow of the Blood Demon, the clown was narrowing his bloodthirsty eyes slightly. Looking at a group of noble merchants being escorted, several pirates escorted seemed to think they were walking too slowly, and waved their whips without hesitation: "Silly pig, don't be too slow, just give me a quick move."

Mr. Jinkodo, who was whipped out of a long blood mark, couldn't help but scream. Speaker Federer turned his head angrily and stared at the clown: "Damn bastard, come to me whatever you want. Don't hurt these innocent gentlemen."

"It's really interesting. Are you planning to use this kind of heroic behavior to move me to vote for you?" The clown cracked his bright red and ugly mouth and smiled with a ferocious and gloomy smile. "Of course, I'm happy. When the Ivory Island fleet arrives, I will definitely vote for you in front of everyone."

Hearing the clown's sarcasm, the pirates grimly smiled fiercely and waved their whips even more unscrupulously. Drive the noble merchants to the underground cage, Speaker Federer raised his head with a gray face and looked at the cloudy night sky. He felt in despair that perhaps in just over a dozen days, the entire Ivory Island would become a blood sea hell.

"Well, that's exactly what I'm expecting." The clown licked the dog's teeth excitedly and bloodthirsty, grabbed a pirate carrying a barrel, and threw it out viciously. "Idiot, give me a little gentleness. These red wines are gifts to that adult. I don't want them to fall apart before they even arrived at the black room."

Adult? Black room? Gift?

In the crowded dark wine barrel, Lin Taiping and Christine looked at each other and could sense the astonishment and confusion in each other's eyes. Lin Taiping touched his chin with a strange face and thought it was wrong. So what, the so-called black room refers to the legendary small black room?

In their doubts, dozens of large wine barrels have been carefully moved into the carriage. After more than ten minutes of bumpy journey, a black rock house located on the southeast edge of Black Reef Island gradually appeared in the field of vision of magic detection.

The house, which is completely made of black rock, looks extremely rough. Apart from a closed stone door, there is not even a window. It makes people worry that the guys living inside will suffocate directly in such an airtight environment. However, it is worth noting that even between dozens of meters, you can hear the intermittent and quiet singing sounds from the dark room.

"It's strange!" Lin Taiping and Christine looked at each other, but couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Almost at the same time, the pirates had arrived in front of the black room. For some reason, after hearing the singing from the black room, all the pirates immediately knelt down and worshiped with devout faces. Even the clown put away his neurotic grin and showed awe from the heart.

Immediately after the pious worship, the clown pushed open the stone door of the black room with a serious face. If he sensed his arrival, the torch in the dark dark room would ignite at the same time. Under the burning bright red flame, a tall and thin figure shrouded in the blood-patterned robe gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Turning a blind eye to the arrival of the pirates, the figure of the blood robe knelt in the dim fire, singing incomprehensible prayers and congratulations. The blood-colored light radiances emitted from him seemed to have life, gathering into an illusory scene of the rising and falling of the tide.

There is no longer the rebelliousness of the week. The clown kneeled down respectfully like a kitten, and his pious body was even trembling slightly: "Dear Lord Samen, I brought expensive Boredo red wine as a gift to you. May your great light shine on the souls of humble people like us."

He didn't dare to breathe, and dozens of pirates took a few steps forward carefully, placed all the big barrels in the corner of the black room, then bent down and retreated until they completely left the door of the black room, and closed the door with a wink.

The dark room shining with bright red fire became dark again. The blood robe messenger called Samen still knelt in the shadows piously until a long time later. His magnetic calm voice echoed in the air—

"My child, as our devout followers, your recent sacrifice is not satisfactory, and if this continues, my friends and I may be disappointed and deprived of all blessings for you."

There was no anger or fluctuation, and Samen's voice seemed very calm, but the clown seemed to be whipped hard. His whole body trembled violently and twitched: "Sir Samen, please forgive me for my fault. I have tried my best to collect the sacrifices, but that damn yellow-skinned monkey has caused me a lot of trouble."

Without answering, Samen continued his prayer, as if he had not heard the clown's defense at all, but the blue light emitted by his body became even more surging, like a craziness and waves, spreading around.

Under this invisible pressure, the clown's outer robe was soaked with sweat. He lowered his head in even more awe, and his whole body was almost against the ground: "But please rest assured that in only one month at most, I can break through the Ivory Island and bring back all the amazing wealth. I will dedicate it to you devoutly."

This almost begging guaranteed word finally had a little effect. Samen finally turned his head slowly for the first time. His face shrouded under the blood-patterned robe still did not appear, but there was a few more praise in his voice: "Very good, I look forward to your pious sacrifice, and as a reward, I will definitely give you more blessings, I hope you can do what you say."

"Yes, yes." The clown breathed a sigh of relief and waited patiently for a few minutes. Until he was sure that Samen had no more orders, he carefully got up, retreated respectfully, and left the dark room.

As the door closed again, the torches on both sides were extinguished at the same time, and the entire dark room fell into darkness again. Samen, who had finished singing and praying, finally stood up slowly and silently. After taking a look at the dozens of large wine barrels in the corner, he shook his head in disappointment and turned around and left without caring.

In the quiet darkness, dozens of large wine barrels were placed in the corner, but suddenly swayed slightly. As the lid of the wine barrel was gently opened, Lin Taiping quietly poked out his upper body and pulled Christine up. Not far away from him, Tulu and Zhu Instein also came out.

Not daring to make any sound, Lin Taiping pointed to the direction where Samen left, opened his palm and waved it several times, bent his five fingers and shook it continuously, then raised his other hand, made an interlaced posture, and finally put it together and clamped it tightly.

He had no idea what he wanted to express. Tulu and Zhu Instein widened their eyes, and even Ye Ge silly raised his sharp ears.

Well, when I didn't say anything, Lin Taiping rolled his eyes speechlessly, simply pinched his throat, made a slight breaking position, and performed what it means to die.

I'd said it earlier! Tulu and the others immediately realized what it was like to do so complicated things. After comparing, they stretched out their hands and clenched their fists. They would have said that they would have killed that guy.

Your uncle, this is called the art of combat! Lin Taiping really wants to squirt blood. Do you idiots really think that Samen is easy to kill?

Think about it, the clown already has the power of the Bronze Peak. The Samen, who can make him so respectful and fearful, is at least a mage of the early Black Iron level... Too hell, isn't it said that the most powerful existence in the Knoll Sea area, and only the strength of the Bronze Peak, why does a strong man of the Black Iron level appear here?

He was full of resentment, but the slight footsteps suddenly came again. Everyone was shocked and immediately returned to the big barrel. In the field of vision of magic detection, it was clear that Samen was walking slowly, and he was holding a glass of wine in his hand.

He walked to the big wine barrel with a blank expression. Samen glanced at it a few times and randomly selected the closest wine barrel to him. He couldn't help but sneer: "Pirates are pirates. They actually put this expensive red wine directly into the rough wine barrel. This is simply..."

Shocked! Horrified! Shocked!

In an instant, looking at the big barrel without a drop of wine, Samen suddenly became stunned, his face was distorted, his wriggling throat was hoarse, as if he wanted to make some sound, but for a moment he couldn't say it at all.

Facing those horrifying eyes, Lin Taiping hugged Christine happily, and by the way, he didn't forget to free up a hand and greeted him with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!
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