Inside and Outside World

The night passed, and the next day, the sunny morning came.

Yan Luo was comforting the blond girl in his arms.

Joan of Arc was limped by being fooled, and she has already regarded another Joan of Arc as her sister. This girl, the age set in the game is 6 years old—an older loli, after all, she is more attractive.

Seeing that "sister" turned into light and disappeared, Joan was very sad—Yan Luo couldn't pretend not to see it, after all, he was the first general he summoned, so he could only hug her, move his hands up and down, touch her head, pat her back, and comfort her .

After Joan's mood stabilized, Yan Luo saw that the girl was dressed in simple clothes and had no weapons. After thinking about it, he gave her the obsidian rapier and Feathered Serpent cloak dropped by Cortez.

Joan of Arc disliked these two pieces of equipment.

There are curses and dark forces on it.

She is "Holy Virgin".

But in any case, this is magic equipment. To be honest, wearing a bright red cloak with a Feathered Serpent pattern on it, and a black and cool spar sword on the waist, Joan of Arc's temperament changed, adding a lot of magic. Less mystical, with a dark goth feel.

Wang Situ, this old man's force is terrible, but his internal affairs are excellent.

He is counting and counting the materials for building the city.

Yan Luo called Pizarro, Duke Medina Sidonia and others to him.

"Mr. Francisco, you are one of the generals of the original Spanish civilization, the Atlantis civilization, our future journey is the sea of ​​stars, and when we build a navy in the future, you will be an admiral!"

"grateful."

Pizarro put his hands on his chest and saluted Yan Luo.

As for whether he is really grateful, I don't know. He doesn't have the slightest loyalty to Yan Luo, but he still admires him in his heart. The supreme diamond vip, who pushed Spain to a desperate situation by himself, such a player must be one of the top existences on the mainland.

"Medina, Valdez, Pedro, Ricardo, Aquindo, Burtondola, Yuangomiz, Antoine, Hugo, Diego, the Armada of Atlantis It won’t be worse than Spain, but there is no ship now, so your identities should be the ten swords of Atlantis.”

"Yes!"

The titles of "Admiral of the Navy" and "Ten Swords of Atlantis" were given, which somewhat stabilized people's hearts.

"Should we...how should we address you? Same as that old man, what is your name, Lord, or His Majesty?" Pizarro asked.

"You... just call me boss."

Thinking of the identities of these people, whether Pizarro or the generals of the Armada recruited by Spain, in fact, they are similar to Pirates of the Caribbean, with a rough personality, and the title of boss will make them feel more friendly.

"Yes, boss!"

After appeasing the general, Yan Luo drove the horse towards the Aegean Sea, but the horse was unwilling to go into the water.

It's the other way around!

Now Yan Luo, with 30 points of strength, resisted a one-ton horse and ran to the edge of a rocky cliff, just like "throwing you Leimu", "go to your horse land", throwing it all at once to the sea.

"Gulululululu..."

The horse sank rapidly, and a series of bubbles appeared on the surface of the water, which soon disappeared.

"This unscientific!"

It is common sense that a horse can swim, just like a dog can plan. What's more, this horse far surpasses a dog when planing, and is comparable to a gopher on Mars!

However, Yan Luo quickly thought of the reason.

Rock skin!

After this horse has undergone biochemical modification, it has supernatural talents.

Yan Luo quickly jumped into the sea too.

"Gulululululu..."

Yan Luo was sinking rapidly, and a series of bubbles appeared on the surface of the water, which soon disappeared.

Just now, the situation was urgent, Yan Luo did not expect that he could not swim.

However, with the addition of the leader template, he has 30 points in strength, agility, and body. He found the feeling in the water. He discovered one thing, that is, with his current physique, he can stay in the water for a long time with his breath closed. not breathing.

In this case, it's easy to handle.

After all, this is the coastline, and the sea is not too deep. Yan Luo quickly found Ma Di. This guy, in a panic, actually dug a hole on the seabed, and most of his body fell into the hole. He quickly went up to grab his tail, and pushed out pull.

What a joke, if you want to get the horse outside after getting into the mud of the sea, it will take a lot of effort.

Madi's head was inserted into the bottom of the sea, and his hooves were struggling to dig. However, the sea water was pouring in rapidly behind the hole it dug. Originally, using skills was equivalent to intense aerobic exercise, which would consume a lot of oxygen, and there was no way to replenish it by breathing.

It is drinking water in big gulps now.

Another hand appeared from behind, grabbed its tail vigorously like pulling a carrot, and pulled it outward.

It can be said that its whole horse is about to collapse.

Ma Di, who kept choking on the sea water in his mouth and struggling desperately, was pulled outside by Yan Luo...

Ten minutes later, Yan Luo pulled a horse, which was as motionless as a dead dog, onto the bank.

Madi has fainted, her belly is distended, like a pregnant mare.

Let go of his hand Yan Luo looked at the horse, touched his chin and thought about what to do, then raised one foot, stepped on the swollen stomach like a toad, and stepped on it, anyway, it was biochemical transformation A horse with strong vitality.

From the horse's mouth, a stream of water arrows suddenly shot out.

Yan Luo raised his foot, the water flow stopped, he stepped on it, and shot another water arrow.

In this way, after playing for a while, Ma Di's stomach finally deflated, but there should be some left. Yan Luo simply grabbed the horse's tail again, dragged it to a nearby big rock, climbed up, grabbed the tail and lifted ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to make the horse hang upside down and spit out stagnant water.

Some water came out again.

"Still in a coma?"

If it was a drowning person, artificial respiration would probably be needed at this time, but this is a horse, Yan Luo thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and gave it a few big mouths, and sure enough, he immediately woke up.

It lay on the ground, its eyes glazed over, its eyes glazed over.

It seems that there is no love in life.

A round drop of water slipped from the corner of the eye...

It weeps.

"Jeanne, Joan."

Yan Luo called out to his subordinates. This girl couldn't stay idle. She ran away with Pizarro and other generals. They were demolishing houses built in Spain to collect supplies. Hearing the call, he quickly patted his dirty little hands , trotting all the way over.

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

"You don't need to call it so formal, the master is too grand...I'm not a king, I'm just an ordinary person, so you can call me master." Yan Luo said.

"Yes, master."

"Take care of this horse and wait for it to relax for a while, then take it to graze on the hillside."

After giving the order to Joan of Arc, Yan Luo thought about any way to transport the cartloads of supplies and 2,200 civilians to the Hawaiian Islands.

After thinking for a while, a flash of inspiration lit up in his mind.

Angels call!

Angels don't necessarily know how to swim, but they certainly can—

fly!

I just don’t know, how is Angel Angel’s transportation capacity, can it be compared to a tractor?

It should be impossible...