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The latest website: "Not good! Lord Brissot!"

A slightly mournful howl broke the silence, and under the gazes of dozens of high-level undead, the halfling lich shivered violently.

After shrinking his neck timidly, the halfling lich hurriedly put his hand into his clothes, took out a small snake-shaped skeleton from the gap between his ribs, and asked with a puzzled expression:

"What happened? Did the animal skeleton I left in the mage's tower begin to recover?"

"Beast skeleton? What animal skeleton?"

The snake-shaped skeleton was stunned by his question, and instinctively asked a question, and then seemed to react immediately, and he spit out his letter in a hurry.

"Lord Brissot! What time is this, why don't you care about animal skeletons or not? My little thirty-three just saw with my own eyes that someone is raiding your mage tower!"

wow~

After hearing the words of the snake-shaped skeleton, the high-level undead present had mixed reactions.

There are those who are inexplicable, those who have indifferent faces, and those who gloat at misfortune, and several high-level undead who have had a holiday with the halfling lich simply laughed out loud.

They all knew exactly what that little snake was, and even many people had a similar female snake coiled on their ribs.

As a very good warning tool, the mental communication ability of [Mother and Son with Skeleton Snake], although it can't cross the barrier between planes, it is definitely first-class fast for the same plane, and it is reasonable to rush back. Absolutely within reach.

However, it is now in a special period when the door of the dead country is opened. If Brissot dares to turn his head and run to the mage tower within the coverage of the **** of death, it is almost equivalent to dying!

So even if he learned that someone was breaking into his mage tower, Brisseau couldn't do anything at all except listen to the mother snake's report on the progress of other people's tower demolition. I'm afraid he can only stare here~

…

Glancing fiercely at a few undead who were laughing loudly, after remembering these schadenfreude cubs, the halfling lich was a little flustered, but thinking of the defensive magic marks he left when he left, he still held on. He opened his mouth and said:

"Don't worry, I have confidence in the defensive magic pattern I drew by myself. Even without my presidency, with the strength of the defensive magic pattern, the ninth-order peak can last for a while.

Now all the nearby high-level undead have been expelled, and the rest are the dead soul chrysalis, the two-headed corpse-devouring dragon king, the resting nightmare and other underworld creatures, and they can't break my defensive magic pattern.

So you don't have to worry about dying snakes. With the defensive magic marks, your children and grandchildren won't die! Hurry up and let the little snakes left in the tower come over and show me who is attacking my mage tower! "

"Okay Lord Brissot! I'll go and tell them!"

Knowing that his son snake grandson would not be killed, the snake-shaped skeleton nodded happily, while responding to the halfling lich's order, maintaining a fixed posture and not moving, mostly with the son of snake son and grandson They "talk" to go.

While Brisso was waiting for the news with a gloomy face, the undead on the opposite side was covered with metal stitches, and the undead with a body as strong as a meat mountain slammed his thigh, and couldn't help bursting out laughing.

"Wow, haha! I'm laughing to death! You stubborn guy has this day!"

Probably because of some grudge with the halfling lich, seeing Brisso shriveled, the sutured undead like a mountain of flesh was obviously very happy, and it could be said that he was leaning back and forth with laughter.

I saw him raise his more than ninety hands in turn, and vigorously slap the more than eighty thighs below. It didn't stop for a moment.

And the rotten flesh of the Roshan Undead of different colors trembled with his unbridled movements, and part of it even overflowed directly from the gap of the chair, and the dozens of faces stitched on his belly were also They grinned and grinned together, and their voices were either acerbic or sinister, sarcastic or mean, one by one was uglier than the other.

…

Relying on the advantage of having more faces, more mouths and more bodies, one person laughed like a "thousands of horses" and caused tons of psychological damage to the halfling lich, Roshan undead laughed loudly with dozens of faces. :

"You rubbish! rubbish! scum!"

"I said it at the beginning, this kind of small bean paste that is not enough for Laozi's mouth is not worthy of being compared with us, and it is not qualified to occupy an entire tidal flat in the Accumulating Corpse Abyss!"

When he said this, he deliberately paused, and said loudly to a few strange-looking undead next to him:

"Hehehe, come and come! Let's see now, did I get it right? A big lich of the ninth-order peak can't even protect his own mage tower? Joke!"

Feeling the increasingly weird eyes, the halfling lich couldn't help cursing angrily:

"Caops! I warn you, don't go too far, you bastard!"

"Oh~ I'm too much today, what can you do!"

With a crackling sound, Roshan Undead patted his thigh again.

"Are you going to sit here and watch me laugh at you just like watching someone demolish your mage tower, and then use your ugly face to laugh at Lao Tzu on the stool?

Whoops! Then you are really not far from success! Wow ha ha ha ha! Today is really a horse-riding laughter, Lao Tzu! "

Looking at the old enemy who was clenching his teeth fiercely, his shriveled cheeks kept moving, Roshan Undead was laughing, he couldn't help but narrowed dozens of pairs of eyes, and suddenly shivered a little, feeling himself It was as if he had just taken a corpse bath in the black corpse pool, and he was completely comfortable.

Wow ha ha ha ha! I don't know who attacked the mage tower of this little garbage. If I meet him in the future, I must reward him heavily!

…

"Master Brisseau..."

At this moment, the stagnant Skeleton Snake finally completed the communication, spitting out a letter and said inconceivably:

"The guy who attacked your mage tower... seems to be a living human..."

(o_o)??

What? living person?

After hearing the report of the skeleton snake, the high-level undead present couldn't help looking at each other.

In addition to those who passed through the gate of the dead and came from the land of the living, can there be other living people in the underworld? That means... Brisso's mage tower was actually attacked by a sixth-order human?

"besides…"

In the dozens of increasingly weird eyes, the snake-shaped skeleton said with some fear:

"Your mage tower... seems to have been destroyed by that person..."

"…"

Undead: (*゜ー゜*)(*゜ー゜*)(*゜ー゜*)

"Wa hahaha!"

After learning the great news, Roshan undead directly crushed the chair under him, laughing out of breath, dozens of mouths stammering at the same time.

"I've said it before... You **** neighbor... It's a big smile..."

"Something's happened! Lord Caops!"

At this moment, the chest of the Roshan undead cracked a big hole, and a very plump python-shaped skeleton was squeezed out of it with great effort, spitting out a letter and said eagerly:

"The mausoleum where you rest was just smashed by a scolding Jiba!"

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The good news is...the fish didn't detect anything wrong.

The bad news...the fish didn't detect anything wrong.

I stayed in the hospital for most of the day today, and I did all the CT blood otolaryngoscopes. Finally, I came to the conclusion that the fish head is quite healthy. It is a simple angioneurotic headache, but the pain is relatively severe.

As for the treatment...I'm not sick, just follow the painkillers, so the only gain today is to detect chronic pharyngitis...numb...

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