People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

After answering the video call from Jingliu, he looked at him carefully for a while.

Moser was finally able to make out the outline of Jiaozi from the dark mass of cartilaginous creature that looked like a slime behind it.

Shivering with empathy, a trace of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mercer's forehead.

"Ah this..."

You know, the core is equivalent to the second heart of the person with authority, and the feeling of pain will naturally be fed back to the person with authority to a certain extent!

These sword practitioners are indeed a group of ruthless people. Don't mess with them. Don't mess with them.

"As you can see, this little guy is really hot-tempered."

With an expressionless face, he turned Yazi's face, which was still grinning at Master Long, 180 degrees and continued speaking calmly.

"Although I don't have a very good impression of these dragon masters, this is on the Luofu Immortal Boat after all, so I still try not to cause any trouble to Xiao Bailu."

"So, what can you do?"

Mercer: "......"

Faced with Jing Liu's question, Moser remained silent.

My goodness, you beat it like this and still couldn't defeat it, why do you think I have a solution?

If it really doesn't work, how about giving him another beating?

After complaining a little in his mind, looking at Jingliu's serious expression, Moser fell into deep thought.

Moser naturally understood what this person meant. If there was no trouble today, it would be fine. But if there was a big problem, such as the sudden disappearance of two noble dragon masters...

Not to mention the mysterious and wonderful divination techniques of the Taibusi, just with Xiao Bailu's nature of not lying, any creature with an IQ above the average level can basically get a glimpse of the truth of the matter from it.

His brain worked at high speed for two and a half rounds, and when the CPU was about to overload, Mercer decisively gave up thinking.

He reached out and knocked on his right chest, calling back the little Taotie who was addicted to eating from the three-person battlefield not far away. Moser repeated the whole story to him verbatim.

Then he asked in a nice voice.

[Hey, little glutton! Do you have any ideas? ]

However, the answer he got was no.

According to Little Taotie, revenge is not just talk.

Of course, if it can evolve to the fifth level and possess basic thinking ability, it might be possible to use coercion, inducement, etc.

But these methods are absolutely impossible for a newborn little Jiaozi who only has animal instincts left.

After all, no matter how small a mythical beast is, it is still a mythical beast! It still has some basic pride...

Emmm, except for the little Taotie. (Whoever has milk is the mother.)

"Well, speaking of which, how did those two offend Xiao Yazi?"

After thinking for a long time and shaking his itchy head, Moser finally decided to get back to the basics.

Since we can't solve the problem, we can only solve the problem.

Hearing this, he unconsciously spun Yazi's body in his hand. Jing Liu was stunned for a moment and then entered into memory mode.

I still remember the situation at that time was that these two people spoke rudely to Xiaobai, and then the anger in my heart suddenly rose.

Then, Jiaozi appeared.

Recalling that when the two dragon masters wanted to forcibly bring Bai Lu back to Dandingsi, they had tried to break the little guy's dragon horns, Jingliu suddenly realized.

"Hmm~ If I have to say, it's probably the dragon masters' jealousy of Ya Zi!"

Nodding, Jingliu replied to Moser.

Mercer: “???”

"What? Jealousy, what the hell is this?"

“Although it has the body of an animal, it has two dragon horns that are even more perfect and transparent than theirs.”

After repeating Bai Lu's evaluation of Ya Zi, Jing Liu became more and more certain of his speculation.

Mercer: "......"

Hehe~ These dragon masters are really good! They can actually find such a small track!

After lowering his head and muttering a few words to these inhuman dragon masters in his heart, Moser continued to ask.

"Question: What would happen if the Dragon Master lost his dragon horn? He wouldn't die, would he?"

Hearing this, he shook his head, and a rare look of melancholy appeared in Jingliu's eyes.

"I have tried the problem you considered, but it didn't work."

"Once I remove the frost blade, this little guy will go straight for my throat."

As he spoke, Jing Liu turned the camera again and looked at the blood-red ice crystal on the neck of one of the dragon masters.

Turning around to look at Yazi who was grinning, they were silent for a moment, and both Jingliu and Moser sighed helplessly.

Difficult to do~

"Ah! In that case, I'll just have to put my plan B on the agenda ahead of time."

"Really? I wanted to ask Ren to help me do a few more bad things!"

With a pout, in order to improve his future Space Guard Captain's favorability, Mercer had to reluctantly sell out the high-level tool man that he had prepared for himself earlier.

"Okay, I'll send you a set of program codes later, and you can let Ya Zi learn the mecha mode first!"

"Then I will swing the blade over here and take the blame for you."

"Finally, wait for my signal. When the blade is almost there, you can have it transform and do it in front of Bai Lu."

"I think if someone comes forward to take the blame, General Jingyuan won't take it too seriously."

"Oh, he dares to..."

Ignoring Jingliu's words, he lowered his head and recalled the process again in his mind. After confirming that there were basically no omissions, Moser immediately sent over a set of mecha programs that he had stolen from Screw Gumm.

Suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, Moser's face frowned and he warned Jingliu very seriously.

"Also, don't hit the blade again this time! I'm going to take the blame for you."

"Don't worry, I'm sensible!"

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he nodded at Moser, and then Jingliu hung up the video call.

Haha, I hope so!

After silently praying for the future scapegoat A Ren, Moser was about to leave when he noticed that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him.

Turning his head, Moser met Kafka's gaze, who was looking at him with a half-smile, and his heart began to panic.

Oops, I was so focused on listening to Jingliu’s story that I forgot there was this person around.

Thinking about the distance between himself and Kafka, Mercer suspected that Kafka had heard what he had just talked about with Jingliu.

Mercer smiled politely at Kafka, his big eyes rolling around, and then a plan came to his mind.

"I just heard the judges of the Ten Kings Department chatting, and they said that there seems to be a Buli people's war leader imprisoned in the prison of Luofu Fairy Boat..."