Chapter 838: Really kidney pain

The sun shines in the morning, and the earth wakes up.
Inside and outside the dense fog castle was messy and bleak after the war. Broken flags, broken weapons, and separated bodies. The defeated captive was shaken and desperate.
The noble camp was empty, the tent was rotten, and the wood was ashes. The left-behind personnel turned into undead, a small part of them were killed by Zhou Qingfeng, and most of them were still wandering around, spreading outward.
The camp is full of low-lying craters like craters. Each pothole is at least ten meters in diameter, and some even dozens of meters in diameter. There was a light rain in the morning, and water accumulated in the bottom of the pit.
A red dragon fell by the bottom of the pit, and the body was still intact. Irene and Arcie directed the spirit slaves to decompose them, dragon blood, dragon marrow, dragon bone, borneol, dragon skin, dragon flesh, dragon heart, and dragon soul.
The dragon is similar to the pig, and is full of treasures. Even dragon dung is useful.
Can not be wasted.
Seven little fairies strayed around, leading the soldiers of the Dense Fog Fortress to hunt down the undead, lest these undead creatures cause greater harm. Xili and Sophia were busy coordinating, and the command team figured out the results of last night.
Everyone was busy, only Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on a rock, staring blankly at the potholes. He soared all the way to level 20 last night, and there were also a group of maids of level 19, all of them legendary.
This strength can basically go sideways in the main material world.
Brackets-the premise is that you don't encounter a thirty-level demigod. Faerun has too many demigods. Among the multiple planes, the twentieth level has just started, just like leaving the novice village.
Entering the twentieth level, Zhou Qingfeng can freely use his enormous power of belief. Hundreds of ninth-level arcane bombardments last night consumed the power of faith he had gathered for a long time.
The puppet controlled by Cyric was only at level 20, and was not unexpectedly killed. The red dragon Alatis was about to flee, and was killed by a thunder.
"Victor, you don’t need to worry in the future. Cyric won’t come to trouble you. The gods thought that the mad
Dark Sun
could not perform their duties. The Io took the initiative and sealed it in The Kingdom of God's'High Throne' for a thousand years."
Last night's "Inissa" stood by the big rock, her starry eyes flashed, showing great interest in the king of the north. Zhou Qingfeng looked back at the semi-sacred person who had descended from the kingdom of God and let out a long helpless sigh, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am Yin Hong."
The goddess of strategy ‘Yin Hong’, also known as the ‘Red Knight’, regards the God of War Tempus as a father. She had a very short time to become a god, she was weak in divine power, worse than weak divine power.
This is entirely because Faerun's overall education level is too low, and few people can organize a brain-consuming strategy. The fundamentals are too weak, and the strength of'Yinhong' will always be the bottom.
Zhou Qingfeng popularized education in Cold Wind City, engaged in planned economy, and emphasized discipline and organization. All this is in full compliance with the doctrine of'Yin Hong'.
but.....
"Where is Enissa?"
"She left."
'Yin Hong' stared at Zhou Qingfeng with a proud smile, "The confrontation between you and Cyric is very interesting. The gods of the Pantheon asked me to come and help you. Now that my mission is completed, I have to say goodbye to you. "
The Red Knight stepped back slowly, his figure faded.
"Wait." Zhou Qingfeng stood up from the stone and grabbed Yin Hong's hand, "Can you return Enisa to me? She is just a poor girl. You are a god, let her come back, can you? "
Level 20, I can't read the file. Don't talk about reading files, archives can't be saved.
The 20th power of 2 is more than one million, and multiplied by 10 will break 100 million.
Zhou Qingfeng won the victory but completely lost, and could only ask the goddess.
"Yin Hong" looked down at her grasped wrist, and said tactfully, "Victor Hugo, do you know what this action means? Actually, I admire you very much, but I just lack a loyal partner."
'Yin Hong' grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's wrist with a backhand. She whispered with a crimson face: "You want Enissa, I am Enissa. As long as you go with me, I will be yours..."
A half-sacred person of level 30, with a light touch on his hand, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't stabilize his body and would be pulled into his arms.
But at this moment...
Zhou Qingfeng stretched out several arms behind his back, either white and tender, or black and shiny, or smooth, or gorgeous... These arms quickly grabbed his shoulders, and with an unpleasant cold snort, they pulled him back again.
"Yin Hong" is only the lowest weak divine power, not an opponent of any goddess at all. Realizing that she could not take Zhou Qingfeng away, she was disappointed but not reconciled, "Can I join you? I only want what I need."
Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer behind his back, so he acquiesced. After all, many goddesses have different priesthoods, and well water does not offend river water.
After getting permission, "Yin Hong" smiled again. She let go of Zhou Qingfeng's wrist and blinked slyly, "Victor, I will come again. If you want Enisa, you have to meet my requirements."
After ‘Yin Hong’ finished speaking, he jumped back and entered the plane channel to return to the Kingdom’s ‘Warrior’s Sleep’. She just left slowly, just waiting for the silly boy to put on the set.
As soon as the goddess left, Zhou Qingfeng felt miserable. This is completely treating him as a walking humanoid, too humiliating, too dignified. It has always been female upper and male lower, without any initiative at all.
But in the next second, "Yin Hong" jumped back again and reminded with a smile: "The goddess of love Sune was also helping you last night. She is squeezing people, you have to be careful.
In addition, there are Tamora, the goddess of luck, Sangtia, the goddess of the earth, and Lierla, the goddess of joy. Hmm..., even I sympathize with you a little bit. You'd better arrange a date and let everyone take turns.
By the way, Talona, ​​the mother of the plague, has recently split the priesthood. The independent new miracle seems to condense the two clergy of ‘medicine’ and ‘rescue’, and she is likely to come to you too. Because only you can help her. "
"Yin Hong" sighed as he finished speaking, "The competition is too fierce. Victor, if you want to meet Inisa, you have to prioritize my date. You must turn me around every half month."
In the last sentence,'Yin Hong' speaks aggressively, straightforwardly, and frankly. Leave immediately after talking, don't give the stupid boy a chance to refuse.
Uncle Zhou is more than miserable now, he just fell into the bitter water soaking it-Lao Tzu's kidney, you have to take care, the revolutionary work needs you.
The king of the Northland was sad, but was surrounded by hordes of congratulations.
The nobles of the Northland are completely finished. One hundred thousand square kilometers, two to three million people, tens of millions of acres of arable land, countless mountains and wilderness, and these will belong to Victor Hugo from now on.
No, with such a powerful force, a duchy can be established, and he is honored as Your Majesty. His Majesty Hugo is still a legendary powerhouse, and he should be given a beautiful title.
One person wins the way, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven. This is inevitably a process in which the upstart replaces the old, countless wealth will be transferred, countless powers will be readjusted, and the destiny of countless people will change.
The wider the news spread, the more people gathered around Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make a good impression, make a mistake, and change positions.
Put in a gold coin now and you will be able to reap endlessly in the future!