Take Taobao with you to another world

She was wearing gray clothes similar to those of those craftsmen, her long brown hair was tied into a bun, and only the slightly curly sides hung down her cheeks. Her skin was smooth, her lips were plump, and a pair of dark green eyes were bright and charming. As far as a human female is concerned, her figure is very tall, and the dark cloth tightly covers most of her skin, but it can't hide her graceful curves at all.

This is a woman who is attractive even from an orc's point of view.

Luza watched her walking towards them, her steps were light and calm, her red lips parted slightly as she approached, showing a soft smile, "Good day, everyone."

"Good day, Wells," said Perth.

The lady turned her face slightly, greeted another orc, "It's the first time we meet, great shaman."

The big shaman glanced all over her body, but she didn't respond, but she didn't seem to care, and smiled again at the white-haired werewolf and Luza, and walked past them.The direction she was going was not in line with them. Luza recalled some news he had heard, that the "Far East Magician" did not care about their identities when they appointed their subordinates, whether they were men or women, humans, orcs or slaves.Although he was not familiar with the signs that differentiated power within them, and had no way of knowing her duties and status, there was something about her that made people believe that she was far more powerful than she looked.

And the old thing didn't like her very much, Luza thought.

The living room that Sacher prepared for the great shaman was very simple, except for the green plants on the cabinet by the window, there were almost no other decorations, but the area was much larger than the one below.The expression of the big shaman could not tell whether he was satisfied with this treatment. Luza felt that if the old orc continued to serve himself, in such an environment, he would still be willing to endure the remaining few days, and then he listened When the other party asked: "Where is he?"

"It will take some time for the patriarch to inspect the prisoner-of-war camp..."

"What I'm asking," said the great shaman, "is the Far Eastern sorcerer."

Perth was silent for a moment.

"You want to see him?" Boss said, and then he grinned, showing an expression very similar to Scar Nightmare's at times, "Are you ready to meet him?"

Luza was startled, the big shaman was expressionless, but Boss still had that beastly smile and bowed slightly, "Then, come with me."

When he came to the wooden door that didn't look much different, Lusa still couldn't believe it. Even though the Far East magician had set foot in their tribe, it was still difficult for him to understand from the description of the tribe. What kind of person, and he never thought of appearing in front of that person at this moment and with this identity!Seeing the white-haired werewolf knocking on the door, and then slowly pushing the door open, Luza could not help pressing his rapidly beating heart.

The moment he stepped into the main hall, he finally couldn't help raising his head, and then, as if he couldn't bear the oncoming grand light, he quickly closed his eyes, and opened them again the next moment.

The main hall is really bright, and the entire glass wall is displayed in front of them. This room has the best view. The picture composed of the earth, mountains and rivers has been spread to the end of the line of sight. Standing here is like being on the top of a mountain, almost an illusion. The breeze blowing outside the wall.But Luza only took one look before turning his gaze back.More eye-catching than the outside scenery are the people here.

When the dark-haired young man in the center, sitting against the light, turned his face, raised his gaze, and looked at them, and was touched by those abyss-like black pupils, Luza's mind went blank.

Then he heard the voice of that one, "...Welcome to share the event, please sit down, Great Shaman of Dardawin."

On the low table in front of them were stacks of papers, wooden pens and pottery cups. It seemed that they were discussing something just now.The Far Eastern magician raised his hand and asked the great shaman to sit down in front of him, his expression was as peaceful as his voice.

He didn't seem to take the great shaman seriously, but he didn't despise him either.Luza thought.

There were other people in this wide hall.The brown-haired Wells, who just met them before, straightened up with a smile, took a step back and stood behind the magician. Beside the magician, the silver-haired young man sitting on the armchair did not belong to the species of human beings. He was as beautiful as silver. Yue Jiaoyang, and another black-haired human standing beside him is equally extreme. Even the forest races a few steps away are compared insipidly. On the opposite side of the extremely handsome elf, there is a pair of The werewolf with cold blue eyes stood in a relaxed posture, looking at the big shaman with a half-smile.This is a demonic wolf like Scar Nightmare.

The big shaman and the demon wolf looked at each other for a moment, then slowly walked forward, lifted the corner of his robe, and sat down on the wide chair opposite the magician. Luza heard him say: "I have never seen you before, Humanity."

The magician smiled slightly.

"Yes, this is the first time I've met you."

"What you have done is enough to amaze anyone." The great shaman said, "Even in the legends of the past, there has never been a power talent similar to you."

The sorcerer didn't respond to this compliment-like exclamation, and the great shaman didn't care about his response either.

"Humans have already occupied the best land in the world. You have the largest population and the most sophisticated weapons." The great shaman said, "In comparison, our empire is barren. With such wisdom and power, you Why stop here?"

The sorcerer looked into his eyes and said, "Maybe... this is fate."

"Fate." The great shaman chewed the word, and then he asked, "All destiny begins with desire. What do you want in this land?"

"Do you want my answer," said the sorcerer, "or do you already have the answer in your mind?"

The great shaman laughed softly, and said, "What's the difference?"

He looked directly at those black eyes that seemed to be filled with magic, "When will you leave this land, 'Far East Magician'?"

The smiles disappeared from the faces of some people, but the expression of the magician did not change. He replied slowly and clearly: "It depends on the will of the people living in this land."

"I understand." The big shaman said.

"You used this answer to meet your inner expectations, but it was not my intention." The magician said, "I am very sorry."

"I also feel very sorry." The great shaman said, "However, before my life is completely decayed, I can still perform my duties and not let down the blessings I have received from the empire in the long time. To me, it is also great... Lucky."

Luza was still wondering why their conversation was so incomprehensible, an inexplicable feeling welled up in his blood without warning, strangling his breath, tensing his hands and feet, he remembered this feeling, it was The instinctive reaction of his body at the time of life and death, he stared wide-eyed at the sudden expansion of the great shaman's robe, and the bony tip of the wooden staff also emitted a dazzling light. In the image of Luza, just halfway up Luza's hand, a huge force has hit him, like a crazy bull suddenly appeared!

In the severe pain that seemed to break all the bones in his body, he hit the wall heavily, and amidst the chaotic sound, Luza heard a roar——

"The tribe lives forever!!"

The huge cracking sound seemed to be exploding in his ears, and Luza's head was buzzing. He rolled to the side with his head in his arms. Someone was yelling at something nearby, but he couldn't tell who it was or what it was about. All he could feel was great pain and the fear of death, and soon the voice disappeared, and the air became as heavy as an iron block at some point, pressing Luza's body firmly to the ground, his fingers and toes stuck to the ground. Touching the ground, there was another kind of crushed pain, but this pain was completely incomparable with the pain of being unable to breathe. He blushed, stretched his neck and tried to open his mouth, but only more air was drawn from his lungs. Squeeze out of the chest, even the blood will burst the blood vessels, and shoot out from the tight skin-then the pain of being cast into purgatory is suddenly over.

Lusa was paralyzed on the ground, desperately swallowing the air as if he was breathing for the first time, tears and snot flowed out, the warm tears slipped across the bridge of his nose, and when they fell on the side of his cheeks, it was already bitingly cold, his blurred vision saw The white mist produced by breathing in front of him, his ears have not recovered, maybe something happened now, but he can no longer hear anything.Only the sensation of someone grabbing him by the collar and dragging him backwards, like dragging a corpse.

I'm not dead yet...

But he couldn't utter a word, and he didn't have the strength to move a single finger.

During the dragging process, Luza's head bumped into something, which allowed him to slightly deflect his gaze and see a strand of white hair falling from the corner of his eye.

Bai Mao... that bastard commander of the wolf clan?The werewolf let go of Luza before more curses could erupt from Luza's heart.Luza couldn't see it, and could only vaguely feel that the other party staggered past him. The ground in front of him seemed to have been covered with hoarfrost. Where is this werewolf going?What just happened?Are these strength talents fighting?Maybe he was just affected to have such a terrible experience?

So what about the people in it?

It was getting colder and colder, and Luza's body began to tremble instinctively. There were tiny icicles on the tip of his nose, but maybe it was the cold that chilled the pain in his body. He was finally able to control his body with difficulty, struggling to move slowly Turn your neck, lift your head slightly, and look straight ahead.

He saw an ice sculpture.

The sunlight outside the wall was still bright and warm, he seemed to be in another icy world, and what he saw was like an illusion.

It was a huge sculpture of an old orc about to throw his staff, with rough details, but still retained the powerful look and momentum of that moment.A human with long black braids stood in front of the sculpture, and stretched out his hand to hold the long staff. Cracks gradually emerged from the sculpture, and the fine lines spread and expanded. The sculpture was translucent, even with some fluorescent blue The exterior gradually turned white, and then it also collapsed like shattered snow, covering the ground.The fine crystals jumped in front of Lusa, and the collapsed snowdrift almost reached the feet of some people. The flesh and bones that originally made up a person disappeared, leaving only a dark red area near the center of the snowdrift. Deep black crumbs.

Luza couldn't describe his inner feelings in words. At this moment, someone walked over the pile of "broken snow", with light footsteps, and the tips of his hair swayed lightly with the footsteps. It was the elf.

"It doesn't matter." After checking his bones, the elf said, "You are very lucky, as long as you take medicine and rest for a few days, you will be fine."

Then he pressed on the side of his neck, Luza tilted his head and passed out.

The cold air gradually receded from the air, but the ice and snow on the ground showed no sign of melting.Yun Shen came out from behind Weiers, and looked down at the pieces.There are no scars on his body, and the whole person still looks neat and elegant. The attack of this great shaman came suddenly, and the power of life-for-life is absolutely amazing. If it is someone else, even if it is the top power talent on this continent Either way, he has a great chance of success.Once he succeeds, not only Yun Shen, but even this building will be buried with him.However--

Meravia stretched out his hand, and a small whirlwind penetrated into the pile of flesh and ice crystals, and then a gem with a faint light was lifted up by the wind and fell into his palm.

Meravia looked at it, rubbed her fingers, and this eye-of-the-sky gemstone, which still contained strange energy, also turned into powder and mixed into the pile on the ground, making it impossible to distinguish each other.

Perth, standing against the wall, watched silently.

"It's so pitiful." Wells had scratches on her face and collarbone, and even a strand of her temple hair was cut off, but she didn't seem to care, with one hand in her trouser pocket, her legs slightly apart, her shoulders straight, her gaze She drooped slightly, and even her voice changed subtly, "Why can't he find a better time?"

"It's the same at any time." Yun Shen said, "His sacrifice was not only for loyalty, but also for fear of the future."

"Fear?" Meravia asked curiously.

"Not to me." Yun Shen said, "but to us."

Almost all the furniture in the main hall was destroyed in the battle just now. Fortunately, there were no important documents here. Not only Yun Shen was safe and sound, but Weiers and Boss were slightly injured.Meravia snapped her fingers, and the wind blew again. Among the snowdrifts, dark purple-red smoothies swirled and rose, like mist and gauze, gradually gathering and gathering, winding forward along the channel of the wind, Over the wreckage of furniture, through the outer room, and swim out the door that was shaken open.

"What is there to be afraid of?" Meravia said, "Isn't such a future worth looking forward to? Who can stipulate that there are only a few ways to gain power in this world?"

"Because you are not the ruler." Xiu Moore stared at the steady flow of smoothies, "nor are you the defender of the old order."

Meravia thought for a while, "If an order cannot accommodate the new forces that benefit the majority, it is the incompetence of the rulers. If they fail in the struggle against the new forces, the victorious party is of course right Yes, since he is a shaman, why doesn't he accept this natural common sense?"

Yun Shen smiled, "He may not have thought of this. I am an intruder, and I don't intend to give up power to anyone. As long as I have these two points, that's enough."

Fan Tianlan walked to his side and put the flow chart that was blown away just now into his hand. Yun Shen held them in his hand and said calmly: "This is just the beginning."

A trickle of crystallized snow and flesh and blood flowed through the corridor and flowed down along the edge of the guardrail. The reflection of the sun as it passed through the sun quickly attracted the attention of some people. They raised their heads and watched it spiral like a long snake. As it descended, the breeze blew the hairs of many orcs in the hall, and they also raised their heads, watching this long ice and snow snake that seemed to have no end in sight passed over their heads in a calm manner, and went straight to the outside.

After the ominous black and red front part passed, the smoother the smoother the tail, the brighter and more beautiful the color of the smoothie, they were within reach, but no arrogant orc dared to stretch out his hand , Silence spread in the hall.

The sun has never changed, and the long wind blows across the field. This small stream finally came to the big river, and it poured silently into the rushing river. As far as the sky.