Poor Demon Lord, I was bullied too much.

Seeing that it was obedient, Robb stopped bullying it. There is still something useful to this demon king. Next, he will film the second and third parts of The Lord of the Rings, and there are many other people who are going to shoot the battle between humans and monsters. Picture, now is not the time to clean up this guy.

He chuckled and said, "Well, in that case, I'll leave first."

The devil heard that he was leaving, and he was relieved: This weird goblin, if it wants to grab my place as the demon king, I really don’t know what to do. Since it’s leaving, that’s the best. I hope he will not come back again after he leaves.

It hurried to accompany Robb and Xuelu in person, and sew the two of them out of the ground all the way, bowing to their knees, looking like a little traitor leading the way for the enemy.

Previously, it thought Robb and Xuelu were human-trained goblins, but seeing Robb so powerful, how could it still think so, what it wants to understand most is that these two goblins are from What came out of the tribe.

Robb wouldn't let it figure it out. As soon as he walked out of the seam, Robb stretched his hand around Xuelu's waist, brushed the ground and flew into the sky, disappearing into the distant sky in an instant.

"Flight?" The devil was secretly surprised: With the IQ of the Goblin tribe, can he learn such an advanced spell? What kind of goblin is this? No matter, just guessing is useless, as long as they don't bother me again. Send a few tribal monsters to attack the West Wind Prison, and deal with it, even if you make a mission to this terrifying goblin.

Robb hugged Xuelu and flew in the sky!

The appearance of the two goblins is so ugly that the queen can't be jealous on the TV side...

Xuelu watched the scene on the ground receding rapidly, and the wind lifted her goblin's white hair backwards, feeling very comfortable. She couldn't help laughing with joy: "Transform into a goblin to play the devil like this. It also feels very interesting."

"Interesting ghost." Robb said: "If it weren't for making movies, I wouldn't bother to do this kind of thing."

Xuelu stopped talking about him, just sighed: "Flying is so useful. When can I learn flying? I heard that in the entire Kingdom of Grande, there is only the former wind magician, John Roland. Smith has mastered flying skills, no other wizard can do it, but you can do it easily."

"Well, this isn't a great spell."

In the game world, this kind of magic that is convenient to use on the road is used by all magicians, but it is not as cool as a flying mount.

Xue Lu said: "Don't rush back, let's fly high and take a look, fly to the clouds, and see if the angel race is a race that really lives in the clouds."

"Don't go!" Robb hummed, "Isn't this an adventure? I hate it."

"Why do you hate adventure so much?"

"Because I'm tired!"

Xuelu's eyes lit up: "That means you were an adventurer before?"

Robb: "Sure it!"

"Then where have you been before? What powerful monsters have you killed? For a strong person like you, the places you have explored must be beyond my imagination, right?"

Robb recalled his prosperous years in the game. The strange thing is that the dungeons he brushed, the bosses he fought, are now blurred, and he is still impressed. Only those sand sculpture players who played games happily together, took adventures, swiped dungeons, and killed monsters.

He couldn't help showing a leisurely expression and sighed: "Xuelu, you will understand later! The adventure itself is not important, but the person who is adventurous with you is important. Therefore, I cherish the current life, but I am more I cherish the friends I make now."

Having said that, he suddenly thought of something. He raised the live crystal ball in front of him, and said to the queen on the TV side: "Miss Queen, I also advise you, any hatred of the country and the family is not as important as the people around him. ."

The queen snorted: "Don't use the goblin's ugly face to say such pretentious and profound words to the screen."

It's a pity that the live camera is one-way, and Robb couldn't hear her complaints.

Soon, the town of Westwind arrived. Robb and Xuelu landed in the courtyard of the church. Of course, the two of them flew into the town in the goblin style, which made the elf archers who were in charge of the guard very nervous, and several bows and arrows. The hand shot an arrow at them, and the Dragonhawk Knight flew over to meet them.

The attack did not stop until Robb revealed his identity.

"Elsie!" As soon as Robb dropped to the ground, he took off his goblin attire and immediately ordered: "The second part of the Lord of the Rings, the script has been handed over to you, you should quickly prepare according to my request and prepare soldiers. Participate in the battle to guard the Valley of the Helm. In this battle, elven archers will come to play a tragedy that was killed to highlight the cruelty of the war. In addition, a cavalry team will be organized to rescue the Helm at the end. Gu, by the way, a lot of blood packs must be prepared so that the soldiers can play the tragic scenes when they died in battle..."

Elsie has read the script, and of course he knows what to do. He can’t help but smile: “Godfather, you don’t need blood packs. Anyway, if you can resurrect, let the soldiers grit their teeth and be cut by the orcs. Just die. Just go straight out and soak real blood, pull out some intestines, or lose your head, so that the performance of the movie will be more realistic."

"Real size!" Robb smiled and scolded: "It is too glaring to strive for realism in this kind of place. There is no need. Tell everyone, although we are fighting in fakes, the monster army is fighting for real. Be careful not to get hurt, or it will hurt."

Elsie couldn't help muttering: "Only Godfather is so benevolent. It must be true to change the individual. If you can really die, you will never fake death. It is definitely not just a small injury if you can pull the intestines out."

Robb smiled and scolded: "That kind of black-hearted guy will die for me."

The two were talking here. The dwarf leader ran from a distance. His short legs turned quickly. Although the legs were short and the steps were small, there was no problem as long as the legs moved quickly.

He rolled over like a big ball, and shouted at Robb with excitement: "Master, we finally copied the steam engine, a perfect copy! It's super beautiful!"

"Oh?" Robb was overjoyed: "Come over and take a look."

"It's coming soon. I just ran over to inform." The dwarf leader blew his beard triumphantly. After a while, a big bullock cart appeared on the concrete road in front of the church, carrying a car. Beautiful steam engine.