The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 71

[Article 71]

humane.

“No, no, I didn’t understand what ” meant when I was a child, but when I got older, I felt that the word ‘worship’ was too inappropriate for me…” The man hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

His remarks resonated with a group of people, and suddenly you and I chatted with each other.

Kevin listened to the “buzzing” discussion for a while, and couldn’t help raising his hand to rub the sun.

“What are you laughing at?” Oswald asked.

“When did I laugh?” Kevin froze for a moment.

“Just now, from my point of view.” Osvid said.

Kevin replied casually: “What angle do you have?”

Osvid: “The angle is a head higher than you.”

Kevin: “…”

He glanced at the emperor angrily, and said: “It’s not a smile. Laughing, I just think it’s interesting to watch like this.”

Osvid said lukewarmly: “It’s certainly interesting that you watch anyone all day long as if you were having fun.”

“What…” Kevin pointed at the crowd with his chin. The direction pointed, “In the right attitude, the racial difference is really clear at a glance. The giant beasts are the protagonists of the past legends, the spirits are the beliefs and guidance, only the Ouna people…”

“What about the Ouna people?” now?”

Kevin laughed: “Don’t you think it sounds like you’re talking about your great-grandfather?”

Osvid: “…”

Don’t say it, it’s really…

But Kevin quickly stopped laughing, and his face was blank. The expression on his face seemed a little lazy and indifferent: “The statement that it won’t hurt people is still up for debate. Saying that it won’t be dangerous… Did you forget the group of tree spirits that just died?”

A question actually flashed in Osvid’s mind just now: Phoebe was the most pure and powerful Lord in the old world, there is no doubt about that.

So…why would such a noble Lord sleep in such a place forever?

It’s just that there is no sunlight and darkness and obscurity. There is still a group of tree spirits like that, who hunt and kill living sacrifices regardless of who comes.

If this kind of thing is really a grave keeper, will Phoebe come back to life?

!

Kevin didn’t mean to have an in-depth discussion with people. Instead of saying that he lost a question, he just sighed, sighing, and he turned his head to go.

He said hello to Osvid, then went to arrange the Ujin iron cavalry and the elite team, and called Dan and their group of giant orcs, divided them into three groups, and took turns to watch the night.

“Vigil? We’re not going in now?” Dan was confused.

Kevin gave an “oh” and asked back, “Where are you going?”

Dan replied, “Just the tomb! Isn’t it at the door?”

“If you don’t eat and sleep now, you will regret it later. Yes.” Kevin said angrily.

“Haven’t you read the legend about the tomb?” someone asked.

“There are too many legendary versions, which one do you say?”

“I didn’t say the specifics, but said that when you enter the tomb, you can’t step back, stop, and take any rest. If you slow down, the consequences will be disastrous. Although there is no guarantee that this legend is Really, but it’s always right to be cautious, it’s safer to go in after recuperating a little.”

Everyone finally chose to listen to Kevin’s advice.

When Osvid came over, the battle was not small – because of the help of the raptor-like giant orcs, it was much easier for them to bring things.

The generals have a lot of experience in camping outside, and this is the first time they have gone to the ground to explore the tomb.

So when Osvid asked them to pack some useful things to bring, they almost picked and prepared according to the habit of camping.

When Kevin saw that they actually carried a copper pot in their luggage, he couldn’t help laughing and crying.

Dan asked people to fly to the place where they came down, used a copper pot to pick up some water poured in from the mouth of the waterfall, set up a dry wood rack in front of the cave, and gurgled a pot of soup.

The people who had eaten dry food for a few days smashed some jerky and threw them into the pot, and they boiled them into a pot of slightly thick meat soup before they were divided up.

Baitou Hill is located in the north, the weather is humid and cold outside with heavy rain for days, and the underground is even colder.

After a bowl of hot meat soup, the aroma was mixed with the heat, and everyone’s brains began to become blunt, vague and a little sleepy.

“It’s already summer, why do I always run to such a cold place in a single shirt when I’m full…” Dan muttered, and lay down on the spot beside the unextinguished fire.

What they call rest does not mean sleeping until you wake up naturally, at most an hour of rest is good.

Once Jing recovers a little, it’s time to move on, so hurry up is the last word.

People who have been mixed in the army, if nothing else, “sleep immediately if you should, wake up immediately.