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Chapter two hundred and fourteen: a wrong note

Chapter 214: A wrong note

"Yao Yan, sit here." Xiu Te chose a position against the wall and helped Yao Yan open the stool.

Several gazes looked at Yao Yan, then took them back, obviously curious why this group was led by this seemingly ordinary boy. After all, these people knew they were adventurers at first glance, and adventurers were often respected by the strong.

Is it the adventurer's protection task? Is this person the object of protection?

Yao Yan suddenly looked up at the bard in the corner because he suddenly heard that the bard had just played a wrong syllable.

"What's wrong?" Derui asked softly, Yao Yan's expression did not escape his eyes.

"I've had a wrong note." Yao Yan whispered.

"Oh..." Dere didn't take it to heart. Although he was an elf, as a plateau elf, he didn't have many artistic cells.

He paused the hand of the thief who was playing with the dagger and put away the dagger that was dripping under the table. Then he strode to several people, stared at Catherine with his eyes and said, "Beautiful Miss, do you have this honor? Please have a drink..."

"Bang." One hand grabbed the thief's wrist like an iron hoop. The scar-faced man who had just treated him angrily glared at him. The thief laughed and said, "Why, scar-faced, the woman you like, won't touch others?"

"Black Hand, do you think I don't know what you were thinking?" Scarface looked at the thief coldly, "If you have money, you have to spend your life."

"Hmph!" The black hand, who was exposed, shook scarfaced's hand angrily, leaned forward, and said coldly: "Don't let me see you alone in the future, otherwise..."

"Can you fight?" Yao Yan asked Xiu Te in a low voice excitedly. Xiu Te's mouth raised slightly. Such thieves who make life in bars are often related to the bars. Even if they are discovered, they are still fearless. Most people will not take the risk of offending them. It seems that this scar-faced man is not a simple person.

"Don't worry, I won't." Xiu Te said.

However, seeing Yao Yan's disappointed look, Xiu Te couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. It seemed that there was a master here who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

"When you get to the bar, don't you always fight for beautiful women?" Yao Yan looked around in disappointment, "Is it more civilized in big cities?"

Catherine gave Yao Yan a thunderous thunder. Yao Yan covered her head and lay on the table, looking around. Soon he became happy again and muttered there: "In every tavern, there is an adventurer named Scarface, and a thief named Black Hand..."

"Brothers, and beautiful ladies, are you adventurers too? Where are you from?" The man known as scarface walked over with a glass of wine, pulled a stool and sat down, raised his glasses to several people, and then drank it all in one go.

Seeing the face under Catherine's cloak clearly, the scar face was stunned. He just called Catherine's beautiful Miss, but only saw that Catherine's figure was convex and pleasing to the eye, so he called it that way. Its original meaning was like a handsome guy and a beautiful woman, which could only be regarded as a general term.

When he walked closer and saw the beautiful face hidden under the cloak, he was really shocked. At the same time, he also subconsciously became alert. A woman who could walk outside and was so beautiful, if she was not strong, she had become a forbidden person for a stronger person.

"Liyuan Wilderness." Xiute smiled, and the man's eyes fell on the badge on Xiute's chest, "Wow, Liyuan Wilderness? Brothers, have you made a fortune. I heard that there are countless Li Yuanjings in the Liyuan Wilderness. You can use magic cars to pull them."

"Where is it, it's okay." Smith asked without any objection, "Brother, where did you come from?"

"I? I am from the Unicorn Immortal Guild." The badge with the logo of the Unicorn Immortal on his chest was radiated with pride, and the scar-faced man said, "Brother, what kind of guild are you?"

"Slay the Thunder." Xiu Te said lightly.

"Oh..." Scarface wanted to say a few compliments, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't think of a word. He could only nod and raise his glass.

Yao Yan was very bored listening to it next to him. This kind of dialogue seemed to be no different from the adventurers in the Liyuan wilderness.

The Unicorn Immortal Guild is also a relatively large guild, and there are naturally not in the top ten, but it is also a number of people in second-rate guilds. Now it is a B-level guild. The president's own strength is unfathomable, and others will give him some face wherever he goes.

With a "ding bell", the bell behind the door rang, and a group of mermaids walked into the tavern. They were several elves. They were wearing silver chain mail, with thin swords hanging around their waists, green longbows hanging from their backs, and exquisite helmets hanging around their waists. Several people glanced over the room, stopped for no reason on Yao Yan and the others, then walked to the corner close to the bard, ordered a few glasses of expensive elves wine, and sat down.

As soon as several elves came in, Yao Yan frowned again.

"The notes are wrong again."

"What?" Scarface also heard this time and asked in confusion.

"Wrong." Yao Yan looked in the direction where the elves were. At this moment, a shiny silver light shone through more than ten meters of space and took Yao Yan's face.

"Sir Sammyye, why are you here?" Aska, who had just returned to the Griffon Knights' headquarters, asked in surprise when he saw Sammyye and several people coming in a hurry. Although Sammyye had just arrived in Taruk Fort for two days, he had already made him tireless. I don't know if this elf was kicked by a donkey before he was born. He was extremely domineering. When he first came, he asked them to line up to greet him. Later, it caused a lot of trouble to Aska, who was in charge of Taruk Fort's defense. If the other party had not represented a powerful force that could not be provoked by Fort Taruk Fort, he would not have given this guy a good look.

At this time, he saw Sammyye coming, and he quickly came up from afar, not because he respected this guy, but because he was worried that he would have a sudden idea and put forward unacceptable requests, such as eating griffin eggs or something.

Even if he didn't make any requests and disturbed those proud griffins, it wouldn't be a good thing.

"Let me take a look at the airship." Sammyye looked up at the airship wrapped in green vines, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "No, it suits the taste of our high elves. I didn't expect that the lowly humans could make such things, maybe they learned from our high elves' craftsmen."

After saying that, he said to a follower behind him: "You go and receive this airship and fly two laps."

"Receive?" Hearing Samie Ye's words, Aska was stunned for a moment and raised his voice, "Sir Samie Ye, do you say you want to receive the airship?"

Behind Aska, Verak was transporting supplies such as water to the airship. After hearing this, he was immediately surprised. He looked here and was about to speak, but found that Aska was trying hard to wave to him from behind.

"Sir Sammyye, this airship has its owner. Aska is dull and doesn't understand what you mean by receiving it?"

"These airships will soon become homeless." Sammy Ye sneered, "I have already taken the elite guards of my clan to deal with this matter. Although they have made great contributions to transporting bowstrings, they know that the existence of bowstrings will naturally not be kept."

"Master Sammyye, how could you do this?" Aska was dumbfounded. He was a warrior and a devout Paladin believer. This statement was completely contrary to his sense of morality, and his voice suddenly increased a lot. Verak could naturally hear the conversation between the two people clearly. He threw the bucket in his hand, hid in the corner of a griffin tower, summoned the Thunder Slashing System, clicked on it a few times, and sent the message to Yao Yan through the Thunder Slashing System. However, he was still worried about it, so he turned around and ran to the captain's side, reminded him twice, and then turned around and ran towards the alien settlement area.

The living environment of griffins is similar to that of humans, and they do not like too hot places, so the Griffins Knights' residence is also on the upper floor of Fort Taruk, not far from where Yao Yan and others are.

"It's just a human adventurer, just kill it, what's the noise." Sammy Ye was not polite to Aska, the leader of the Griffon Knights. "Get out of here, let me see the airship..."

He was still arguing, and received the order from Verak. The four crew members had already taken the anchor and let the airship rise up. Both gunners sat in the cannon seat and held the magic crossbow in both hands. Once the elf dared to attack the airship, he would shoot his mother elf sissy as Verak said.

Verak ran to the alien residential area panting all the way. When he asked what Yao Yan and others were going, he ran to the tavern and suddenly pushed open the door of the tavern and was stunned.

At this time, the scene in the tavern was very chaotic.

Five elves wearing chain mail were holding thin swords in their hands, surrounding Yao Yan and others in the middle. One elves was driving another elves sword around his neck. The elves sword was held in the hands of an elf minister, but the elves was driving a dagger around his neck, but the elves was holding a dagger in Dere's hands.

Everyone's expressions were a little dull. How could things have developed to this point? They all felt a little weird.

Just now, when Yao Yan turned around, an elf warrior suddenly attacked. The elf sword on his waist cut through the space like lightning and pointed directly at the back of Yao Yan's head. At this moment, Dere had disappeared on the spot and appeared behind the elf bard. Before he could attack, he found that the elf bard magically pulled out a thin sword and put it on the elf warrior's neck.

"If you don't want to die..." The bard suddenly couldn't speak halfway lines. The gray and inconspicuous dagger on his neck cut his skin, bringing a scattering chill.
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