The drow warrior Moreland seemed to have thought of something, suddenly patted his head, pretending to be awakened from a dream, looked at Brian, and said maliciously:

"Oh, why did I forget this? In our ancient Orence city, all human slaves must first cut off their tongues and deaf ears. I think this is no exception? Brother Jack, if you want to order this slave to do things, you have to let him understand first."

A sly light flashed in Brother Jack's eyes, and he smiled sinisterly: "What Morand said is that body language is often more deeply rooted in people's hearts than words and is unforgettable. It seems that I should first show him some basic Drow sign language so that this new human slave can understand that his fate is closely linked to us."

As he said that, Brother Jack took off a long whip with hideous spider patterns from his waist.

The long whip seemed to carry the power and majesty of a certain Drow family, and every touch seemed to resonate with darkness.

He swung his long whip, which drew a sharp arc in the air, making a crisp "crackling" sound like thunder, echoing in the air, even the air was shocked by this force.

In this solemn atmosphere, Brother Jack's words were even more ruthless: "Boy, today is the beginning of your surrender to me."

His provocative voice flowed in the air like cold iron, condensed into ruthless commands.

Immediately afterwards, the black whip shot out like a crossbow arrow. With a loud bang, the exquisite wine glass in Brian's hand was instantly smashed to pieces.

The wine splashed everywhere, spilling his hands all over, while his body suddenly stiffened, maintaining his original drinking posture, as if he was fixed.

In an instant, Brian, who was facing away from the two, was still maintaining a drinking posture, just like a clay puppet, and seemed to be shocked.

Seeing this situation, Zhuoer's mouth twitched upwards twice cruelly. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and he shouted: "Human slave, come over immediately! Otherwise, I don't mind continuing to show Zhuoer's skills to you."

His voice was filled with threats and intimidation, as if he wanted to completely defeat Brian's will.

Faced with this sudden change in front of him, Brian couldn't help but sigh, and the broken pieces of wood in his hand dissipated with the wind.

He looked up at the bartender who had already stepped aside not far away, and said with a smile: "This wine spilled before it was finished. Unfortunately, it was a bit too wasteful. If you don't mind, can you put another glass for me? Of course, you can also introduce me to other wines here."

His voice was calm and soft, without a trace of anger, and his eyes were always looking at the bartender, never taking the two drow elves who were asking for trouble.

It seems that in his eyes, these two guys are no different from the jumping clown.

There is no doubt that these two drow elves were suddenly angered by Brian's ignorance.

In the dim bar, their faces became as hot as fire with anger.

At this moment, if it was in the dark outside the hotel, the hot red light could illuminate the surrounding area of ​​one kilometer, and the eyes were like a flash of lava flames, full of violence and murderous intent.

Morand took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the long sword around his waist.

It was a sword that was so sharp that it had been tempered by time.

He gently held the tip of the sword with his fingers and bent it downwards, and the sword body bent into a graceful arc.

Suddenly, he suddenly let go of his fingers, and the tip of the sword quickly popped out like an arrow from the string, making a crisp "bang" sound.

Immediately afterwards, the extraordinary Drow elf attacked like a cheetah, and the long sword stabbed Brian's back with a sharp murderous aura.

His intention seemed obvious, to pierce Brian's sword into his heart.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire tavern was instantly frozen.

All the people around melon-eating people put down their things, and their eyes focused on this thrilling blow, holding their breath, fearing that they would miss this tense and exciting moment.

The halfling bartender who was almost scared to pee had closed his eyes long ago and picked up a tray to block it in front of him. He only hoped that the blood was splattering around would not be too troublesome to clean it up.

Faced with this situation, Brian was still indifferent, and even couldn't help but smile.

She smiled as if Morand sent it not a deadly sword, but a useless wooden strip.

In this slightly stuffy space, a sudden strong wind whistled, and the reversing cold wind was as sharp as a sharp arrow, instantly solidifying the surrounding air.

The dark elf's hand that swung his sword seemed to be pulled by invisible force, and his breathing was suffocated, as if there were tens of thousands of kilograms of huge rocks pressing against his chest, making it impossible for him to inhale a trace of air.

Immediately afterwards, his face was distorted due to lack of oxygen, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Even the arm he swung hard and lost control in an instant, and involuntarily bent with the wind. The sword shining with cold light instantly slashed at him.

All this happened as fast as lightning, and it was unresponsive.

The Drow Elves were extremely frightened at this moment.

He wanted to shake off his weapon, but his limbs seemed to be frozen by the bone-broken cold and could not obey his orders.

The sword blade with a flashing light cut through the air and instantly passed through Morand's throat with a sharp aura.

At this moment, everyone in the venue held their breath and the air seemed to solidify.

Brother Jack looked at all this in a daze, and he quickly waved his long whip in an attempt to wrap Morand's arm.

However, as the afterimage swayed, the long whip whipped heavily on the floor, leaving only a shallow white mark.

Morand's body was thrown backward like a cannonball.

Accompanied by the sound of "bang bang bang bang bang bang" tables and chairs, the body of the dark elves hit the stage in the center of the venue, smashing down a group of people watching the fun, attracting waves of curses from various races.

Everything happened in an instant, which was shocking.

The air seemed to solidify at this moment, and the noise in the bar instantly fell into silence.

Most people in the bar opened their eyes widened, and there was a strong sense of incredibility in their eyes, looking at Brian who was always calm.

They seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, and their eyes could not be taken away from him.

Brian sat steadily like a rock, looking calm, as if all the troubles around him had nothing to do with him.

His eyes were deep, containing endless wisdom and calmness. In this farce, he did not even make any exaggerated actions, nor made any sound, but exuded an aura that could not be ignored.

No one saw how he took action. His movements were swift and smooth, as if it was natural from instinct.

In an instant, he had already taught these two arrogant Drow Elves warriors a lesson.

"Okay, the farce is over, is it time for Miss Oriana to come out?" Brian said casually to the crowd.

Just finished speaking.

A sexy-exposed wizard, a wizard dressed in a sexy outfit, walked out of the crowd.

Her eyes were deep and hot, revealing an indescribable sense of charm and mystery. She wore a violet robe, revealing her slender and charming legs and delicate figure, which was enviable.

The violet robe flashed with mysterious and seductive light in the dark, as if it was hidden with endless magic.

Each step exudes a sensual breath, leaving a deep and elegant dark mark on the bar.

And as she walked by, a strong and seductive aura filled the surroundings, like the most attractive fragrance in the darkness.

This sexy and mysterious tempting master Zhuoer is like the most confused and moving shadow in the darkness, causing all eyes to fall into it, showing a beautiful picture like a sensation in the darkness and seclusion, leading to the dream.

"Dear Mr. Mage, I said we will meet again soon. How about it? Are you surprised?"

Oriana twisted her slender waist and walked towards Brian.
Chapter completed!