"Puff...hehe, what did you say?!" Seger had not swallowed his throat and was shocked by Xiaolong's words. Xiaolong really thought that the messenger was a cabbage. He could see four or five at a time, or the evil god messenger. What luck was this?

Long Ming blocked Seger's tea with a fan and could only repeat his words again: "All the people in that clown circus who performed with masks were evil gods, so we must be careful."

Selia gnawed a crystal stone and her wings flapped happily: "But I think they are pretty good. I like the tiger of the trainer."

"It is better to be careful if you know people, but not your heart." Satan said, "We will not go to the clown circus to watch their circus tomorrow night."

"Lex/desire, hunger, greed, all we know now is these three evil gods. Lucy and the man who pretended to be a mermaid would have five in total. It must be a human result for so many gods to gather together. The circus leader who appeared the night before yesterday was very suspicious."

"After the holy war, many evil gods were very weak. From the beginning of the war to the present, the faith of the people of Azerick has been almost occupied by the God of Light. If those evil gods want to repeat the glory of the past, they can only start from the God's envoy."

"However, they did not collect believers or brainwash ordinary people, but instead gathered together, and were also enthusiastic about Xiaolong. This is indeed very strange."

Oreo had a frown slightly, and he didn't like those evil gods and divine messengers very much. Contacting them means contacting trouble, and he didn't like trouble.

Seg felt the seriousness of the matter and quietly took out his travel notes to record it. Thinking of Lucy wearing a patterned mask who sent them home on a rainy night, the chill slowly climbed into his heart.

Long Ming raised his hand slowly, feeling a little embarrassed: "I seem to know why they are nice to me?"

Everyone looked at Xiaolong.

"My body is an evil dragon. Heno once said that evil will attract evil. It seems that these gods are good to me because of the evil dragon attributes of my body. They will unconsciously treat me."

"And, Vikram told me that he wanted me to lead them to rule Azerik."

Long Ming felt embarrassed after saying this.

He felt that those envoys were too naive. Azerik was full of temples of light, and they were well developed, and there was no war. The people were rich and free, peaceful and beautiful. Who could believe in those evil gods without any worries?

Moreover, those evil gods are not good gods when they hear them.

"So, it seems that those evil gods and gods are going to follow you." Seger took the pen and touched his chin: "What should I do?"

"Why not do this." Gru said: "If these gods do bad things, we will send them to the Temple of Light and let His Majesty deal with it."

"What should they do if they don't do bad things?" Seg recorded it, and kept writing on his travel notes.

"Is there an evil god messenger who does not do bad things?" Gru didn't believe it.

"Let's just do it for the time being." Oreo looked out the window, and the rain had completely stopped.

When he was about to go to bed, Long Ming looked at Satan who knocked in and yawned: "What's wrong, Satan."

Satan held the sickle and placed it next to his good friend's pillow: "So many evil gods and gods want to follow you, I'm not relieved, so I'll use the sickle for you."

Long Ming touched a cool sickle and felt warm in his heart: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Satan pursed his lips, his red eyes moistened under the light, but he was very persistent and did not let go.

"Okay, then I'll take it with you tomorrow." Long Ming was so sleepy that he rubbed his eyes, looked at the smile on Satan's face, and fell asleep in a daze on the pillow.

I woke up the next day at noon again.

He slept longer and longer, so he wouldn't sleep all day long in the future. I heard that he would sleep for a few years in the late adulthood. More than ten years, more than a hundred years later, Long Ming sat on a chair, ate a bite of grape-flavored fruit ice powder, and squinted his eyes with enjoyment.

He seemed to know why the dragons slept for a long time at any time.

The dragon clan has too long life, and sleep is the most effective way to enjoy loneliness.

The summer wind blows from the window, bringing a slight heat.

After finishing the meal, Long Ming took his sickle downstairs and walked around, only seeing Oreo reading a book.

"Where are Oreo, what about Gru and the others?"

"Gru went to the vineyard in the back mountain to see his fellow tribe." Oreo closed the book, his silver eyes curled slightly: "Mr. Dragon got up earlier today than yesterday."

rz...Oreo would joke with him, and Long Ming's cheeks bulged slightly.

"Let's go and have a look together, Oreo." Long Ming changed the subject.

Oreo got up and brought an umbrella.

Long Ming glanced at the sky and was very strange: "Oreo, today is sunny."

"You will know then."

The vineyard was in the back mountain, and I met several maids on Longming Road. They looked at Oreo with red cheeks, their expressions full of shyness in their hearts.

Oreo, holding an umbrella, fell a shadow, obscuring human vision.

"No wonder you want to hold an umbrella." Long Ming suddenly realized.

Being too beautiful is also a worry.

Oreo tapped Xiaolong's forehead gently: "This is not the reason."

After passing through the lush woods, you will arrive at the back mountain.

The grape racks were full of grapes, crisscrossing and forming a dense net, covering the scorching sun. Many goblins were picking grapes in gray clothes. As the picking action was taking, the rain fell on the grape racks. The rain that had not evaporated yesterday instantly dripped on the stone slab, like light rain.

Long Ming looked up at the umbrella above his head and finally understood why Oreo was holding an umbrella.

"Here, Long Ming." Satan waved his hand not far away. He was carrying a straw hat and picking grapes with the goblins next to him.

Seger and Gru were also on the side, and Selia habitually flew to her good friends.

As he approached, Long Ming found that there were several pots of ice water on the stone table under the grape trellis. Seger soaked the washed grapes in ice water, one after another, and peeled them happily. Next to Gru was the goblin named Shi Tou. He stood behind Gru very restrainedly. Compared to the first time he met, Shi Tou was in a better state of mind.

He was wearing clean clothes and had taken care of his whole body, showing a slightly childish face.

Long Ming sat down, put the sickle on the table first, looked at the remaining plate of grapes on the table, and handed it to Shi Tou: "Why don't you sit?"

The stone was flattered and took it over, very nervous: "I, I don't have to sit down. The patriarch asked me to pick grapes later. Moreover, I have eaten grapes just now. Thank you for your gift."

Long Ming extracted the key points, and he looked at Glu. He hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Glu became the patriarch.

"There is no one in the clan for the time being, only a few elders. I will take over the position of patriarch for the time being. I will teach him Shi Tou well. He has a little magical talent." Gru patted Shi Tou's shoulder and encouraged: "Study hard, I will check yours tonight."

"You must read the book you give me, and I will teach you with my heart."

Shi Tou nodded quickly: "I know, patriarch, don't worry."

"Don't pick grapes in the afternoon, I'll teach you meditation." Gru attaches great importance to stones and hopes that he will become successful as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Shi Tou glanced at Satan quietly. After all, he was the owner of this wine garden and the one who paid them a salary.

"Just listen to Gru." Satan had no objection at all.

"Then I'll go and do my business first." Shi Tou left with a plate of grapes and prepared to distribute them to his fellow tribes.

"I'll pick a few more bunches of grapes and put them in ice water." Seger also stood up and left with a basket.

Long Ming was blowing a cool breeze, and he was so comfortable. He was about to eat a grape, but his ear tips moved.

At the same time, Seg's terrified voice suddenly rang, penetrated the entire vineyard.

Everyone was shocked and ran in the direction of his voice. They saw a man in black riding on the wall, wearing a silver mask on his face and a bloody ball in his hands.

"Don't scream, don't scream." The man jumped down and hurriedly covered Seger's screaming mouth, making Seger's face full of blood.

Seger was vomited by the fishy smell, but he couldn't break free, angry and scared.

"Shh, don't say anything, I just want to find someone." The thin man took a step back and observed the surroundings.

Long Ming held his shoulder and always felt familiar, especially like a person pretending to be a mermaid.

"Are you looking for me?"

The man's body stiffened for a moment and slowly turned to look at Long Ming.

With four eyes facing each other, Segg took advantage of his loss of consciousness and broke free from the man's hand and ran to Oreo. He originally wanted to scold him fiercely, but he still held it in his mind that the man might be the identity of the evil god envoy.

He could only pretend to snort coldly.

"When you think of visiting the manor, you should tell the housekeeper first, instead of climbing over the wall." Satan held the sickle, and the edge of the knife was cold, just like his tone.

"That's right, and what are you holding? Why is there a smell of blood?" Saifeng touched his face, bloody, feeling that the people in the circus were all weird people.

"Who said I was coming to visit? I just accidentally landed here while practicing flying skills." The man wearing a black robe covered himself tightly and said in a muffled voice.

Seeing his stubborn look, Seger rolled his eyes speechlessly, with long light chestnut hair and silver-white mask. As long as someone who is not blind can guess that he was the mermaid performer in the circus yesterday.

"What's your expression?" The man immediately became gloomy when he saw Seg's movements.

Seg hurriedly rushed behind Xiaolong and rolled his eyes openly.

man:………

The man with a silver mask swayed his eyes, pinched the gift in his hand, and remembered the evil dragon who refused pearls not long ago, and his breathing sank a little.

He promised that if the evil dragon refuses his words this time, he will...he will come again next time!

He didn't believe it anymore, even Lucitata and even Geno had it, why didn't he?

Long Ming looked at the evil god messenger who was silent and his eyes were on the bloody thing he was holding in his right hand, and he was a little confused: "What is that?"

"The heart of the black water ghost." The man pretended to be careless: "It's my sixteen-year-old trophy."

"If." He turned his head and looked at the grape trellis not far away, his voice weakened a little: "If you want it, you need something to change."

Long Ming stared at his long light chestnut hair and suddenly remembered that the man pretending to be a mermaid was rejected by him yesterday, and seemed to cry??

Why do you feel that all the evil gods and gods are not old? Is it wearing a mask to hide your age?
To be continued...