Chapter 141: The Blessed Mouth! I Would Rather Die than My Friend! Mark the Dwarf Kingdom!

A large group of dwarf warriors suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the vast forest.

This frightened the lone travelers so much that their faces turned green.

The main reason was that the strongest of the seven or eight of them was only at the lower level of the sixth order, and the weakest was even only at the peak of the second order.

The weakest of the dwarf warriors who surrounded them was at the peak of the fifth order.

With such a huge disparity in strength, coupled with the large number of dwarves, it was impossible to defeat them.

"Damn! It's your crow's mouth! Have you ever been blessed or something!"

The strongest lone traveler angrily glared at the boy who had just glared at him, cursing.

The boy who was glared at was also speechless.

He just said what he felt in his heart.

Besides, he was afraid that he would break into the territory of the Immortal Demon Tribe without permission, and be regarded as an enemy by the Immortal Demon Team and be directly killed.

How could he have imagined that there were so many local dwarves lying in ambush nearby!

Although these dwarves are not big, they are all strong and well-equipped.

You can tell at a glance that they are not easy to mess with.

Moreover, a dwarf just said "His Majesty the King".

You can guess with your toes that this must be an elite force from the Dwarf Kingdom.

"Leader, what should we do? Will we be captured by these dwarves as sacrifices for forging equipment?"

"Fuck! Why don't you shut up!"

These eight lone travelers are a small alliance organized by themselves, and the leader is naturally the strongest middle-aged man.

The leader looked at the dwarf warriors rushing around, squinted his eyes, and said at a very fast speed:

"We are not the opponents of these dwarves! If you don't want to be sacrificed, run for your life! Run in the direction of the coming and going!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure had already rushed out first.

The others were stunned for half a second, and all ran out of the forest.

At this time, no one thought about looking for the immortal and demon tribe, joining the Qianmo boss, and eating and drinking. They just wanted to escape and save their lives.

The whole world knows how much the local forces hate these creatures from another world.

However, just after running a few steps, they suddenly felt their bodies tighten and fell to the ground.

It was eight lone travelers who were tied up by the dwarves with ropes.

No matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the ropes.

Then, several dwarves came up and kicked these lone travelers in the buttocks.

Just as the lone travelers stood up, they were kicked down again by the dwarves with ferocious expressions.

"It's over!"

The eight lone travelers cried and sighed at the same time.

"I should have known I shouldn't have listened to you! Isn't it good to live a good life? Why are you running around!"

"I haven't seen the Immortal Demon Tribe, and now I'm going to be used as a sacrifice by these dwarves!"

"No, no, no! Don't kill me! I don't want to be used as a sacrifice, I surrender! Spare me!"

The young man with a crow's mouth was obviously a chatterbox, chattering non-stop.

Finally, when he saw a dwarf walking towards him, he screamed in fear for mercy.

"Surrender? Spare you?"

The dwarf leader who walked in front of him heard these words, his face darkened, bent down, raised his hand and slapped him.

The boy was beaten so hard that he was dizzy and stars were in front of his eyes.

"Are all of you evil races from another world so spineless? Then why do you dare to be so rampant! Not only do you dare to attack the dwarf tribe under the jurisdiction of my dwarf kingdom, but you also force the dwarves to surrender!"

"I, I, I... I didn't... I didn't!"

The young man's mouth was bleeding, his eyes were full of fear, and he stammered when he heard the words of the dwarf leader.

The middle-aged leader on the side heard these words, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Struggling to move on the ground, he looked at the dwarf leader and shouted with hope.

"Powerful dwarf heroes, you misunderstood! We have never attacked any tribe. We are all lone travelers, not lords! There is someone else who attacked the dwarf tribe, the lord of the nearby fairy and demon tribe, his name is Qianmo!"

The middle-aged man shouted these words without stopping, his face flushed with fatigue, and he was out of breath.

The reason why he was sure that it was Qianmo who did it was because of his guess.

In his opinion, since Qianmo's fairy and demon tribe was able to dominate this area, it must be Qianmo who destroyed the dwarf tribe.

I'd rather die than let my friend die!

As long as they can survive, let alone betraying Qianmo, even if they insult Qianmo, it's fine, anyway, Qianmo can't hear or see.

"Are you lone travelers?"

"You said that the people who attacked our tribe were Qianmo? The lord of the fairy and demon tribe nearby?"

The dwarf leader repeated the middle-aged man's words.

Several lone travelers nodded desperately, and the hope of freedom began to surge in their eyes.

However, the next words of the dwarf leader made the eight lone travelers feel like they were falling into an ice cave at the same time.

"We will still take revenge on Qianmo and the fairy and demon tribe!"

"However, since you are also an evil race from another world, you have not arrested the wrong person!"

Then, the dwarf leader pointed to a group of dwarf warriors and said:

"You tie up these evil humans and bring them back to the royal city to be dealt with by His Majesty the King."

"As for the other dwarf warriors, follow me to explore the location of the Immortal Demon Tribe! By the way, I will collect some interest for the sacrificed dwarf brothers!"

"Ahhh!"

"Yes! The powerful Commander Chamur!"

So, the sixteen dwarves tied up the eight lone travelers and carried them to another direction.

The remaining dwarves, led by the dwarf leader, searched and advanced in the direction of the Immortal Demon Tribe.

...

When all the dwarves disappeared.

A figure wearing black soft armor slowly emerged from the void.

It was the powerful killing demon warrior of the Immortal Demon Team - Mo Wuxin!

As soon as Mo Wuxin appeared, he casually shot out a black light and chased the dwarves who were carrying the lone travelers.

Through what the dwarves said just now, he had guessed that these dwarves must be from the Dwarf Kingdom.

Of course, he knew that this Dwarf Kingdom had always hated the master, and at the same time, the master was also thinking about this Dwarf Kingdom.

Unfortunately, the exact location of the Dwarf Kingdom has not been known.

The Immortal Demon Team searched the surrounding area several times but did not find any clues.

However, this time, they can use the dwarves escorting the prisoners to directly mark the exact location of the Dwarf Kingdom.

As long as the master gives an order, the Immortal Demon Team can go to the Dwarf Kingdom at any time and conquer the Dwarf Kingdom!

"There is another wave of dwarves!"

"Let Xian Qing'er purify them! This will help us better determine the location of the Dwarf Kingdom!"

Mo Wuxin turned his head to look at the wave of dwarves heading towards the Immortal Demon Tribe, muttering to himself.

The next moment, his black figure disappeared into the void again, as if he had never appeared.