1693: C1693 Snatch the Desolate Race

C1693 Snatch the Desolate Race

"Battle Slave of the Desolation Race, I want all of them!"

"Tsk... These Battle Slave from the Desolation Race are really good stuff. What the f * ck! It would be best if we let them charge and break through the enemy lines..."

"No matter if they are men or women, each and every one of them is a qualified cannon fodder!"

Just as Faang Fann was deep in thought, a rough voice came from outside the door. A man with a face full of beard walked in with big steps. He was wearing a strong suit of armor and seemed to be an officer in the army.

"Hello, Battle Slave of Desolation Race has been bought by this archbishop, so please come again next time."

The white-robed youth hesitated for a moment. He could roughly tell that this boorish man was not easy to provoke, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and walked over to remind him.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think I can't afford the contribution points? Or do you think he's better than me just because he's a clergy?"

"I don't think that's what I'm talking about!"

"Today, I'll put it this way. What can I do if I take these Battle Slave from the Desolation Race?"

"I am also fighting for the battlefield of the Divine Palace. What's wrong? I can't even get a few of Battle Slave's cannon fodder?"

"These Desolation Race's Battle Slave are all laborers!"

"You, get lost!"

The boorish man strode over in large strides, seeming very wild and wild. He even stood in front of Faang Fann with an arrogant attitude.

Faang Fann secretly narrowed his eyes, and a bright light flickered in his eyes.

He had never wanted to cause trouble, but there were many things... All kinds of troubles had to come to him.

"Let me remind you one more time. I have already bought these Desolation Race's Battle Slave."

"If you cause trouble again, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Faang Fann looked coldly at the rugged man with a full beard in front of him. He thought that he had done his best. If it were any other time, he would have rushed over already. The timing was indeed special at this time.

Comparatively speaking, he still had to pay attention to the influence. After all, this was the Temple of the Alliance of Light. It was also his first time coming here.

"Oh?"

"Why are you pretending with me?"

"Aren't you just a fifth-grade bishop? What's wrong? Do you really think you're so f * cking awesome? "

" Do you know who this person in front of you is? "

"The deputy of the Azure Dragon Army's Third Silver Army, the captain, huangfu Kui!"

"A fifth-grade bishop, keep your tail between your legs, get lost!"

This time, before the boorish youth could speak, a fair-skinned cultivator walked over to him. He was unusually tsundere.

"I don't care who you are. Battle Slave of the Desolation Race is mine now!"

"This is the Divine Palace of the Alliance of Light, not a place where you can behave atrociously! Get lost!"

Faang Fann frowned. He originally wanted to buy these Desolation Race's Battle Slave, but he didn't expect to encounter all kinds of troubles here.

"F * ck! What kind of attitude is this? Why are you so arrogant in front of our Huangfu Vice captain?"0

"Today, I'll teach you how to be a human!"

When the fair cultivator saw that Fang Fan didn't give him face, he instantly flew into a rage, and he started to shriek. The shrill voice almost caused Faang Fann to die on the spot. This voice was simply too ear piercing, and it instantly caused his head to buzz.

cultivator shouted while waving his hand, wanting to give Faang Fann a big slap.

* Pa *

A loud slap was heard. Faang Fann had already made his move in advance.

A slap was delivered. It was a clear slap.

The fair and tender face of this cultivator looked very arrogant, but in fact, he was just an Emperor Stage cultivator.

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