The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 23

[Article 23]

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Let him strangle the other one.

The sharp voice yin whispered secretly.

Sand Ghost: “The bottle is in your hand.”

”

Oh, then I’ll try—you, go over and break his neck.”

“The sharp voice lowered his voice, it sounded light and sinister, and it was very engraved.

“Okay.”

An unfamiliar voice replied, it should be the sacrifice of the Spirit Race who was wrapped up.

After a while, I heard a “click”, and the shrill voice suppressed the excitement: “Okay, good, great.”

”

Sand Ghost asked : ” Now know the effect ?

It feels good to try it yourself, right?

There are so many people in the dungeon, you can do whatever you want. I have to go back after I have done my business. When I came just now, the sky was already sinking a lot.

” As

soon as the voice fell, there was a whistling sound in the aisle, and it quickly returned to silence.

The high-pitched voice did not move for a long time, and I didn’t know what I was thinking. After a long time, I murmured with a sigh: “Okay.

Kevin: ”

…” It sounds like a pervert.

The sharp voice’s footsteps hesitated for a while, and finally came to Kevin and the others. The aisle in the dungeon is not spacious, and it was pasted to the door in a few steps.

Kevin I could feel the man stretch out his hand through the door, and his fingers were approaching him a little bit.

The ghost knows if there is anything weird in his hand.

Because of his head sideways, the man can only see the back of Kevin’s head

. From a safe angle of view, Kevin opened his eyelids slightly, but found that Osvid was half-closed, over his shoulders motionless, staring at the location of the cell door.

Kevin: “…”

Suddenly seeing this He was shocked by the situation, but he didn’t notice that sharp voice, and he didn’t know if it was too excited or what.

Just when Kevin held his breath, Osvid’s eyes were wide open, and his whole body jumped up like a leopard. Kevin immediately understood, and turned his head and slapped him.

Hearing the crisp sound of “pop”, Kevin’s slap slapped on the sharp sound’s wrist, his fingers softened, and a glass bottle in his palm rolled to the ground.

At the same time, Osvid had already jumped over Kevin to the door of the prison, stubbornly pinched Squealer’s neck, and twisted and tugged.

Bang—

the screeching head slammed hard against the metal gate, and blood came from the knock.

A tall and thin figure suddenly came out of the opposite cell and rushed towards this side.

He was wearing a white linen robe, quite like a shroud, and swept away like a dead ghost.

You don’t need to look at the aesthetics of this costume to know that it’s from the Spirit Race.

That hooded sacrificial!

At a critical juncture, Kevin did not forget the previous lesson. After the heavily armored cavalry was punctured, the sand ghost who jumped out would die.

He picked up the long sword hanging from the sharp voice’s waist, and pushed the sharp voice forward, just colliding with the screaming sacrifice.

At the moment of the collision, Kevin raised his hand and it was a sword, fast and ruthless.

And Osvid picked up the glass bottle that was rolling on the ground and shouted: “Get out of the way!”

In the blink of an eye, the priest who was topped stopped the momentum because of Osvid’s loud shout, and at the same time Kevin’s long sword stabbed in from the back of the sharp voice and came out from his chest. With a “puchi”, it plunged into the sacrificer’s heart and stabbed the two directly.

bingo!

Years of experience in entanglement with sand ghosts has made Kevin practice one trick to kill.

With this sword down, he clearly knew that the sand ghost’s heart had been pierced.

A shrill and hoarse trombone sounded, and Osvid threw away Kevin without a word.

The whole skin of the Spirit Race sacrifice that was pierced slammed open, the sand scattered and splashed everywhere, but those that splashed towards Kevin and the others were all blocked by the body of the sharp voice.

Kevin was thrown into a corner away from the cell door by Osvid, and watched as the high-pitched sound collapsed from the ground up, turning into a puddle of sand on the ground.

With such a big movement in the dungeon, the guards at the gate would be dead if they didn’t come.

The two turned over, smashed the keyhole of the cell door three times, and smashed it straight to the next door, smashing Mio’s cell door as well.

“Cāo is suffocating me! Hey – wake up! Don’t pretend to be dead!” Mio jumped up, took the metal rod and laboriously stabbed his ankle, while pushing and shoving the same The three giant orcs in the cell.

The sound of the metal armor colliding and rubbing sounded one after another, and the noisy human voice came from the other side of the aisle-obviously, the guards rushed in!

Damn, it sounded loud.

Mio stabbed the keyhole and shook his hand: “…”

Osvid: “Sapir’s foolish old man has sent the entire city’s army to guard this prison?!”

Mio looked like

yào pill’s expression: “you said