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I walked down the stage with a lifeless and numb look. I originally thought that I was a bad friend, a best friend, a life-threatening friendship with these people, and that I could trust my comrades behind me. They should be able to see the trouble in me at a glance, but I didn't.

Come to think of it, all they care about is my moral integrity.

It turns out that love really disappears.

"Ahem, it's my turn next. I'm not interested in prizes anyway, I just want to enhance the atmosphere of the show."

At this time, Muradin did not forget to take advantage of him. Muradin, who had been drinking since the banquet, had a big red pepper-like rosacea and smelled of alcohol. He walked onto the stage crookedly, with his hands pressed down, looking like a highly respected person.

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What he said put a piercing sword in my heart before I could even sit down. Why, my performance just now failed to even heighten the atmosphere. Do I need you to make up for it?

Just wait, when Qiaxi is free, I will send you to the furnace of hell, where you can roll iron and drink lava every day!

"Apart from blacksmithing, I'm not good at anything. I don't think anyone is interested in the dwarves' war songs and dances. After all, this is not a serious program." Mu Laodonggua continued to show off on the stage, and what he said turned out to be very reasonable.

"Then, let me tell you a story, or a joke, about my unfilial son Tualatin."

When everyone heard it, oh wow, the secret of the dwarf royal family, I like this.

Then I thought, damn, I almost forgot that Mu Aodonggua was the [former] dwarf king, but the dwarf royal family’s weird style of forced meditation has gradually become known to the world, and others have to fight for it even if they kill their fathers and brothers.

Throne, the dwarf king is doing well, trying every possible means and racking his brains to think of how to throw the hot potato under his butt to the next generation. The vile means of some and the ruthlessness of the trap are jaw-dropping.

Over time, the mystery of the dwarf king was unveiled, and he was put on a funny cloak. In everyone's eyes, it seemed that this king was no different from the village elder, or even worse. Unlike the elves, the status of the queen was

He appears more noble and respected by others.

So Muradin, the former king of the dwarves, aroused everyone's surprise and sigh, and then... disappeared.

"Let's talk about my unfilial son Tualatin. I won't talk about anything else, otherwise I won't be able to finish it all day and night. Let me just talk about his name, Tualatin. Do you know what this name means in our ancient dwarf language?"

Muradin, who was obviously drunk, his eyes were wandering and he could not stand firmly. After chatting for a long time, he asked us mysteriously.

Everyone shook their heads, who among the serious people would learn the ancient dwarf language?

"Let me give you a hint. The pronunciation of Latin in ancient dwarf language is this." He made a gesture that every man could understand.

The Adventures of Tintin!

Before anyone could react, Muradin himself was so happy that he hugged his belly and burst into laughter on the stage. He was even happier than the audience.

In fact, we are quite happy. This breaking news is enough to blow the roof of the bar. Not to mention, the rumors about teasing the dwarf royal family and cheating on their son are indeed true.

After pouring a few gulps of wine into his mouth, the disrespectful short winter melon finally regained his breath, waved his beard and winked at us.

"Now, everyone can take a guess, what does Tualatin mean?"

In the end, everyone still couldn't tell, and just like me, they were left in the cold. Seeing this, Muradin sighed and didn't even respond to the prompt. He overestimated the literary quality of these idiots.

"To put it simply, this name contains an old father's best wishes for his son. The general meaning is to let the unfilial son have more children, have children faster, and have children earlier, so that he can pass the throne to the next generation as soon as possible and regain his freedom.

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Comparing the virtues of the dwarf royal family, everyone was shocked - this turned out to be a wonderful blessing.

Although the little stories and little blessings revealed by Mu Aodonggua were interesting and topical, they were not entertaining enough. Since he appeared drunk, if he had been sober, he would not have heard such secrets, so everyone reluctantly accepted them.

, but the end was still the same as mine, being eliminated miserably.

At this moment, when Muradin was about to finish his performance and leave the stage, Lao Ma suddenly said something.

"Old Mu, what about your name? What does it mean?"

Muradin's drunken eyes were frozen for a moment. He looked at the old horse faintly, looked at the people who were listening attentively, and sighed with a depressed tone.

"When I was born, the dwarves were going through a great turmoil. My unscrupulous father who passed away hoped that I could sit in that position for a longer time and be more stable. Don't rush to give birth, rush to pass the throne, and wait until the turmoil calms down.

Say it again."

After saying that, he left the stage with a lonely figure and a bottle of wine, leaving us deep in thought.

Afterwards, after regaining consciousness, Mu Aodonggua firmly denied the authenticity of the story, claiming that it was just a joke made for entertainment and had nothing to do with the real characters and scenes. He also threatened that if you have the ability, you can learn ancient dwarf language to refute me.

But this does not prevent another scandal of the dwarf royal family from becoming a hot topic in the bar. There are also rumors. It is said that Tualatin is urgently negotiating with the ten elders under the pressure of [rumors] from the outside world, either to change his name or to prepare to pass the throne.

Ran away.

This is something to talk about later, let’s take a look at the third person on stage.

It turned out to be Seattle Ke, and as expected, he brought out the prize that won the show. Even the macho second senior brother couldn't sit still. What I want is this effect. I can't always make us, the emperors of death and tragedy, suffer, right?

Even serious people should be dragged down.

With his ferocious face and aura of cruelty, the second senior brother shocked everyone as soon as he appeared on the stage. They were all thinking, what kind of show should such a person perform to be effective?

I heard the second senior brother speak in a loud voice: "I originally wanted to perform the traditional war songs or war dances of our barbarians. Just now Lao Mu said that the effect is not good, it is better to not do it. After thinking about it, I finally thought of something that I am good at.

, just bring it to everyone to see."

After saying this, the second senior brother suddenly disappeared, leaving everyone confused as to what he wanted to do, to change into a living person.

Or... to change clothes, the second senior brother wants women's clothes?!!!

That's too eye-catching. It would be more like it if it were senior brother, uh... uh, it wouldn't work. In short, it's OK for entertainment, but it's not OK to hurt everyone's eyes.

After waiting for probably two or three minutes, the second senior brother came back, carrying a Sinking Demon in his hand. It was not an elite leader, but an ordinary level one, just like the little cockroaches that can be seen everywhere in the house.

Coupled with the ferocious and cruel face of the second senior brother, everyone was wondering whether he wanted to perform some bloody show, such as executing the trembling poor fallen demon Lingchi.

I could only hear the second senior brother mumbling something strange, like "Let's have a whiteboard, isn't it too ordinary, or is it better to be blue? I'm not sure about it." Then, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"I'm good at fighting and killing in Seattle, but my other skills are very sparse. I just have good luck. Today I will perform a blind guess for everyone. As you can see, this is an ordinary fallen demon. I think it can give me

Explodes a blue item."

After saying this, regardless of whether everyone understood what he meant, he just pinched the chicken-like fallen devil in his hand and died.

Then the body flashed with a golden light.

Everyone immediately lost their composure. Are you kidding me? Ordinary Sunken Demons drop golden equipment?!

Seatik also scratched his tattooed bald head: "Oh my, my guess was wrong. I'm lucky today. This is a good thing that only happens once a year."

Can your cat encounter this kind of thing once a year?

It is said that the audience was in a bloody mess at that time, crying for their fathers and mothers, and showing cannibalistic eyes, and collectively gave Seattle a zero score.

It is said, and it is said, that a druid cried and took out a strange-shaped little amulet, threw it to the ground, and shouted incompetent and furious words such as "What do I need from you?"

The next person to take the stage turned out to be Carlos, and the two partners were still on stage together. Everyone who had just finished their rage fell into thinking again.

What kind of show can Carlos, a good-natured and serious guy from the National People's Congress, perform that will make everyone smile?

Isn't his specialty just being handsome? With a face that even the handsome elves would envy, he could just stand on the stage and be done with it.

However, we cannot accept it because this is a show for real men, not a show for crooked men.

"I made a bet with Seacoat." Carlos said with a reluctant smile: "As long as he dares to come up, I will come up. I thought Seacoat wouldn't come up, after all, his character is there."

As a result, not only did he get involved, but he also played a trick on Carlos, and he also stepped on everyone's feet. You crazy second brother, who will tell me that barbarians are honest and honest people in the future? It's up to me, Wu Feifan, not to fight.

Blow his head off!

"The worst thing is." The eldest brother showed a rare expression of bitterness: "I still have to perform what I am least good at."

"Why did you make such a bet with Boss Seattle in the first place?" someone else asked.

"I'm also very curious about what kind of performance a Seike would perform like that." Carlos said something that made everyone feel the same. He turned back to look at the ferocious bald face. At this time, his mouth was open and he was happy, and it was even more terrifying than usual.

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It can only be said that dog bites dog, the difference is where the hair is.

"Okay, okay, senior brother, I'm willing to admit defeat and start your performance quickly." I cheered in the audience, this can't be a world where I am the only one injured.

Everyone also started to make a fuss, everyone wanted to see what Carlos was least good at. It was strange to say that neither of them had shown any talent in front of others, but the second senior brother gave people the impression that besides fighting, there seemed to be nothing else.

No, but the eldest brother is versatile and seems to know a little bit about everything.

In my opinion, the second senior brother at least has a high level of education. I can only say that image and temperament are very important.

Looking at the senior brother, he pondered for a while on the stage, and then showed an even more helpless expression, as if he had already decided what to perform, and this performance made him even more helpless.

I saw him holding his hands high as if holding something, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, maintaining this posture, walking briskly, and kept spinning around the stage.

Initially, the smile was forced out, but gradually, as if immersed in a self-made world, it became soft, loving, and happy.

I was the first to react, tears of dissatisfaction burst out of my eyes, and I gave it ten points without thinking.

Senior Brother...He is...on his raised hands, there is a non-existent Kajie'er!!!

This is not just a matter of not being good at it, it is simply like my master's aura, which does not exist and will only make people more empty and sad.

Everyone also reacted one after another and shed tears of sadness and sympathy. Although they did not empathize with me as the world's number one daughter-in-law, they all gave high marks.

In this world, the most profitable thing is to be miserable.

The next person to appear was Lao Ma, a seed-level player. His face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something. He stood on the stage for a full ten seconds before speaking.
To be continued...