Chapter 3773 Screenwriter: It’s so Difficult for Me!

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According to Dia, she stayed at home as a princess without leaving home. Obviously, the target was ahead. I decisively abandoned the caravan that had no use value and ran towards the city suspected of being the ancient Horadric City. go.

As a result, because he was dressed in a suspicious cloak and was alone and looked very suspicious, the guards stopped him at the city gate and refused to let him in.

"???"

He died before leaving the army. Could this be Ben Zina's malice?

The unexpected obstruction made me feel a little embarrassed for a while. You said that I am a brave man who saves the world. The devil is just ahead and the sword is already hungry. You meow actually told me that I am holding a child ticket and cannot enter?

Sneak in? It would be fine if it were another city, it would be a breeze, but Horadric City is a little special. As a country of mages, it is natural to have countless magic barriers. Even the city gate guards are mages. Can you believe it? Just the one who stopped me just now, am I sneaking around and acting suspiciously? Let me tell you, your princess and I are... that's...

Well, I have to admit that he does have a good eye and knows that Her Royal Highness’s old enemy is coming.

Having no other choice, he finally came up with an unoriginal idea and blended into the previous caravan, finally entering the city successfully.

Do you think I abandoned you? I'm back shamelessly!

By the way, it was also confirmed that this was indeed the ancient Horadric City, Benzina’s hometown.

Tia didn't know where she was or if she had successfully entered the city. The desert was her hometown, so she shouldn't have gotten lost. Logically speaking, she should be able to get there before me.

In the city, while admiring the Horadric City 30,000 years ago, I looked for Dia.

As expected, it is a country of wizards, with various black technologies, some of which even gave me the illusion of returning to the original world. For example, the magic bus that just passed me was still driverless, and passers-by were holding magic bricks in their hands. A magic communicator in the shape of a magic communicator is talking to itself loudly as if there is no one around. Advertisements are played in the form of magic projections on both sides of the street and between shops. They are strange and noisy.

This is a disorganized alliance that was destroyed by the Hell Clan 30,000 years later. It is a splendid magical civilization that will never be seen. No, even 30,000 years ago, only He He could popularize magic into the hands of ordinary people. Radik was able to do it. One can imagine how powerful the Horadric tribe was at that time. Other cities, even the Holy See that controlled the entire continent, were probably just a bunch of reckless men and country bumpkins in their eyes.

Such a splendid civilization finally came to an end due to excessive squandering and exhaustion of resources. Recalling the scene I saw when I first arrived at Horadric, I didn't even have any decent clothes. Dia was wearing an animal skin tube top and shorts. (Although it is very sexy), a small village that is not much better than a refugee camp, compared with the current prosperity.

The changes are almost like in the original world. Seeing industrial civilization regressing back to the age of apes makes people sigh and want to write a book "My Lively, Energetic, Pure and Sexy Ape Princess Wife".

Wait, is it well-documented that Ben Zina called me a monkey?

Putting these thoughts aside, I spent most of the day wandering around. Although I only saw a corner of the entire Horadric City, I had almost a clear idea of ​​the general layout.

The place is large, with a large population, but the layout is relatively simple. It is divided into an inner city and an outer city. The difference in style between the two is very obvious, to the point of being clearly distinguishable.

The outer city is what I just saw, just like the bustling scene of a metropolis, while the inner city is filled with thousands of towering mage towers. Apart from that, there are almost no other buildings visible. Of course, maybe it is the same as what I can only see. Observed from a distance, unable to enter the relevant.

So the question is, how do I enter the inner city?

As the princess of Horadric, Benzina must not be able to run away in the inner city. I am so anxious. Has this guy noticed our arrival? Let’s speculate maliciously. She might have found Dia, sitting on the sofa, drinking Drinking juice, eating cookies, and watching my performance of Inception.

It's best not to let me catch you. I stared at the inner city fiercely. The defense here is even tighter. Of course, this is all on the surface. The Horadric mage who is not short of money will tell you that in fact, we are secretly setting up here. There are more magic arrays than guards.

And looking at the number of mage towers, it really scares me, the savior, to death. If I rush in rashly, even if I can pass the magic circle, I will see tens of thousands of magicians flying into the air in a mighty way. They were densely packed, like locusts flying all over the sky, surrounding me like making dumplings.

Dumplings weighing a ton of dough and filled with meat fillings as big as mosquitoes.

By then, let alone being unable to exert the strength of the Four Wings in Ben Zina's dream, even if I could become the Fifth Master with three heads and six arms, my scalp would be numb and my tail would be clamped when facing this kind of formation.

Just one word, coward is right.

Coward can keep me alive, but can't let me sneak into the inner city. How can I, a druid who is sparse in everything, like a little lamb, blend into the group of Horadric mages who are like wolves and tigers? This is not an embarrassment. Me?

I have the urge to scream to the sky and shout "Ben Zina, please stop it, get up and pee". No matter whether that guy has noticed us now or not, if he keeps shouting like this, he should be able to notice us. ?

Thinking about Eliya's previous warning, I finally endured it. Regarding the fact that I have the same trouble-attracting physique as my king, I am quite self-aware. Maybe something bad will happen just after my throat is opened. Something happened.

So, what should we do now? How can we enter the inner city and see Ben Zina? Think of a way, my brain!

Lower your head and meditate, then meditate.

Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke…

By the way, I have been paying attention to it since just now. Is it the noise of Feng'er? It seems that something is always tapping me, from head to toe, and then from toe to head, over and over again, never getting tired of it.

I unexpectedly grabbed the thing that was causing trouble on me and held a small hand in my palm.

The owner of the little hands...

"Wow!"

"Wow, you are so big, why didn't you say anything when you found me, and kept touching me here." A hand knife gently fell on the forehead of the owner of the little hand, and Tia laughed sheepishly.

"Why are you laughing? We finally separated. I'm thinking that you won't appear again until at least the tenth episode. How difficult is it for you to appear unexpectedly as a screenwriter? Is it easy to modify the script? You should also consider Party B at least."

"Fanfan is saying some weird things again."

"You can't get any better if you sneak around and poke me at each other."

"Because of this, we are husband and wife."

"Have they become a strange couple? It seems that the days of performing on the street are not far away."

"Fanfan~~~"

"Why are you screaming so disgustingly all of a sudden?"

"Fanfan~~~"

"Alive and well."

"Fanfan~~~"

"I'm dead. I'm numb to death."

"It's really Fanfan!"

"Do you think I'm the real thing? I'm just a substitute!"

"The one who always says weird things is the real Fanfan!"

"..."

This guy would sometimes say some very rude things with an innocent and romantic smile and a serious look on his face.

"So, what were you doing just now?"

"Confirming Fanfan."

"Do you really think I'm fake? Could it be that you met another me?"

I was shocked. When I thought about it carefully, there was indeed a possibility. With Benzina’s bad character and violent methods, she might create a room full of me in her dream, and then poke and explode them one by one!

The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was possible. I was extremely frightened when I thought about it, but unexpectedly Tia shook her head slightly: "Not really."

"Then why are you so suspicious?" I stumbled, and Ben Zina's despicable methods were almost completely forgotten in my mind. That's why you said such a thing?

"I'm confirming whether Fanfan can find me."

"So when you find me, don't you just yell and that's the end of it?"

"I am a little scared."

"Afraid?" It seemed like this was the first time I heard this word from Dia. What was this little desert princess who could chew sandworms, scorpions and centipedes without changing her expression in her own territory?

"Because, no one seems to have noticed me."

"Everyone?" Why did Tia say some sparse and ordinary words, but I couldn't understand it?

"Give me a chestnut."

Tia looked around for a few times and came to an open-air fruit vendor. Yes, it was as light as a little ghost. At first, when she said "wow", she had the magic power. I thought she was still unpacking the novice gift package at the Holy See Mountain. The little ghost was sucked over.

Then, Tia, who is lively but kind-hearted and never does bad things, did something that I didn't expect.

She held the fruit shelf with both hands and lifted it up hard.

Hey!

Shaking off her loneliness, her hand went directly through the shelf.

"That's what happened." She floated back a little frustrated, and when her eyes fell on me, she was full of energy and smile again.

"You can't touch everything here?" I understood.

"Well, not only that, no one can see me." Tia nodded heavily, then tilted her head, with countless question marks popping up.

"Wouldn't that be very convenient?" I thought in a whimsical way, and my imagination was as powerful as anyone else's. If I had the ability like Tia...

How can dreaming be called voyeurism, right?

"Is there something wrong with Elijah's magic circle?" I wiped the corners of my mouth with a serious look on my face.

"Speaking of which, I can't contact Elijah either."

"Just wait a little longer, maybe we'll be in touch soon."

According to the little mermaid, the two of us entered Benzina's dream. As a dream extraditer, although she couldn't come in and act together with us, she could still have a glimpse of the dream through other methods, and use words similar to narration. Means to get in touch with us.

Perhaps the network is not very good, and Ariya is trying hard to connect. After all, it is probably the kind of broadband package that comes with a 100-yuan phone bill, plus a mandatory 36-month paid value-added service for the whole family.

The corner of her clothes was gently pulled, and Tia tilted her chin slightly, looked at me carefully, and then smiled brightly.

"So, it's great to meet Fanfan."

I can understand Tia's inner uneasiness. Even in a dream, in the bustling world, she is ignored and denied by the whole world. This kind of loneliness and malice with strong contrast is comparable to the time when I was thrown into a dream test by a salted fish sword. It is even more cruel, especially Tia's lively character, which is absolutely unbearable.

That's why, with fear and uneasiness, even when seeing my husband, the closest person to me, I didn't dare to call. Instead, I cautiously, with a little hope in my heart, stretched out my finger to poke him first.

For Tia like this, the best treatment plan is to hold her tightly in your arms, feel each other's temperature and heartbeat, and then have a deep kiss that lasts forever.

By the way, Ben Zina died!

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