After the ancient god was kicked out of the adventurer team

Tabetha sat down on the empty workbench beside her and didn't make a sound.

Ling Ze curiously picked up those few ledgers, and carefully flipped through them.

"Do you... want to go out and have a rest?"

Wu Mo walked up to Tai Beisha and asked her softly.

"Wu Mo, this... it seems to say that there are still people who haven't sold it..."

Ling held one of the notebooks by the side, and made a sound in surprise.

"Miss An Tiling, are you sure?"

Tabetha stood up again.

"I directly found the book with the least records, and turned to the end to read. They have records. In the past two months, they left the last batch of [-] things they called high-quality goods. At present, here..."

"If nothing goes wrong, there are 41 more."

Ling showed the page he opened to Wu Mo and the others.

It clearly remembers every recent transaction, and...the rest.

"I can continue to search."

After seeing the notebook Ling was holding and the contents recorded on it, Tai Beisha turned around and looked at Wu Mo seriously.

"Wu Mo, what happened to your side?" At this moment, Strachey stood at the door and asked the people inside with a little worry.

Wu Mo looked back at him and shook his head slightly.

"There is a dead person here, please restrain yourself, it's just a child, please don't sell it, thank you."

Tabetha's body froze slightly.

"How come, how come, the things inside will not mess around, won't mess around..." Strachey scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Well, let's go." Wu Mo led Ling and Tai Beisha, passed the crowd at the door, and continued to walk forward.

"Thank you..." Taibeisha said softly after walking a long distance.

"Have you... seen this kind of scene before?"

"Have you seen it? Probably, maybe..." Tabetha sighed softly.

"The Alves region has been fighting all the year round. After so many years of fighting, those who can run have already run away, and those who have not escaped. Except for the poor, patriots who yearn for the independence of the Alves region, only villains are left. gone."

"The villains want to make money, the poor want money to escape the never-ending war, the patriots need money to arm themselves, and then continue to fight the Empire for the independence of the Alves region, everyone, everyone Everyone, everyone, is fighting endlessly..."

"Tabetha..." Ling gently grabbed her arm.

"Huh? Sorry, talking about so many boring things..."

Tabetha gently broke free from Ling's hand.

"It's a rotten place by nature, and all kinds of dirty and dirty things can be seen there, but children are good things there, and they are in high demand."

"The villains will sell their children to those foreign and needy big men, and the poor will sell their children to those villains in exchange for the meager living materials assisted by those foreign, kind noble big men, even as mercenaries, I will also raise a few children to satisfy my own desires. They can be beaten, scolded, used to avoid dangerous minefields, and they can be forced to link to experience the pleasure of controlling other people's souls. If they are hungry..."

"It can still be eaten."

Ling felt that he was about to suffocate...

What Tabertha said in her calmest tone was a world she had never seen before, as if it was another world independent of this world.

"What about those patriots who want the independence of the Alves region, don't they care?" Wu Mo asked softly.

"Soldiers, they need soldiers."

At this time, Wu Mo suddenly understood how Tai Beisha's 35 pages of combat records came about...

It was crawling out of that hell-like mud pit step by step...

"That...that..." Ling wanted to find something to ease the atmosphere.

After slipping the notebooks in her hand, she suddenly fished them out, as if realizing something, she hurriedly flipped through the transaction records she had brought together.

"Put these things over there, as long as they don't move, why do you bring them here?" Wu Mo looked at her in confusion.

"This... don't you find this strange?"

Ling took out one of the books and shook it in front of Wu Mo.

"I just looked at it, and I found that most of the records above are children, and they should be the first-class goods in their mouths, but the Abyss of Heaviness is not a settled area, and most adventurers will not be here Marriage and childbirth, are there so many missing children here? Not to mention anything else, has there been a place where more than 40 children have disappeared recently?"

Ling's words made Wu Mo and Tai Beisha stay there at the same time.

"No, no... If there is... If there is, they will definitely issue a mission for the Adventurer's Guild to help find, and there are so many children, so many children..."

Tai Beisha seemed to understand something suddenly, she threw away Wu Mo and the others, and rushed towards the depths of the corridor!

Wu Mo and Ling also quickly chased after him!

"Tabetha, you wait! You wait!!!"

Ling kept shouting from behind, but she found that she couldn't catch up with her without descending, especially when she was still holding such a pile of books.

Only Wu Mo could feel her shadow, and then grabbed her in front of a door with road signs, and forced her to stop.

"Slow down! There are still many possible dangers here, so you..."

Wu Mo really wanted to ask her what she was thinking. In such a place, did that Orlando stay behind? It was really irrational to run so suddenly and recklessly.

As a result, Tai Beisha just stared blankly at the road sign and remained silent.

Wu Mo turned his head and looked at the road sign, only to see three large characters clearly written on it.

"The breeding room."

Below, there is a line of fine print.

"Welcome to one of my masterpieces, now, they are yours, you can dispose of them as you like, my dear Wu Mo."

PS: Thanks for a copper coin, Wusen, the blade of the big man, thank you, thank you, thank you very much! ! !

Chapter 110 Their Deaths Are Unknown

Wu Mo gently pushed open the heavy door.

And as Wu Mo pushed the door open, the house seemed to be exploding at the moment, and all kinds of chaotic sounds kept coming, which were also mixed with immature exclamations. In the end, Wu Mo even heard the sound of crying .

The door was pushed open.

A bright and clean room appeared in front of Wu Mo.

And falling into Wu Mo's field of vision with this room are three girls in white long clothes, one is holding a mop, the other is holding a book, and the other is trying to lift a book. bench.

There are metal tags attached to their ears.

On their wrists, there are strings of barcodes that look like commodities.

Around their necks, there are one by one silver collars, with a dim red light shining in the center of the collars.

When Wu Mo appeared in front of them, the figures of the three children obviously froze there. They looked at each other, with big smart eyes, and exchanged information quickly. Mo's child also slowly loosened his body.

"you..."

The oldest child, holding a mop, stepped forward hesitantly, raised his head, and looked at Wu Mo.

"Is it the demon king's accuser?"

"Sue the dead? Who told you..."

Wu Mo slowed down his steps as much as possible, walked towards her, and at a distance of three meters from her, he slowly squatted down and looked at her.

"It's what Dad said, Dad said, Lord Demon King's army is coming soon, this last shelter is not safe anymore, he has to fight for us, at least, at least..."

As he spoke, the child's big bright eyes flickered slightly, and tears rolled down his cheeks...

"Why... why are you crying at this time, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..."

She kept wiping away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears she wiped. In the end, in order not to cry out, she bit her own arm and sobbed desperately...

Wanting to cry loudly, but not daring to cry, he just bit his arm and whimpered desperately.

"This is the succesful drawing that Papa drew..."

Another child with a book opened his book, like offering a treasure, found a crumpled and wrinkled painting from it, and showed it to Wu Mo.

Wu Mo saw it, it was him.

"Father said that Lord Demon King's deceased is a gentle monster, he will protect us and protect us from being eaten by other monsters..."

The youngest child who had been trying to raise the bench to smash Wu Mo to death also ran over, gently hugged the crying girl, and looked at Wu Mo.

"Who is your father?"

Wu Mo got up and walked forward, walked a few steps, and when he came in front of them, he squatted down and looked at them.

"Papa is papa!" replied the youngest child.

Wu Mo looked at the girl holding the book.

"What's his name, do you know?"

"Hmm... it seems... it's called Oran... Oran..."

"Orlando..." Wu Mo gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

"Ah! Yes! I remembered! Other uncles seem to be called Dad like that!!!" The youngest girl shouted suddenly, as if she had a flash of enlightenment.

"Dad...Dad, will he come back?"

"That guy!!!"

Raging anger surged up at this moment, Wu Mo raised his head to look at them, but at this moment, he suddenly met those three pairs of big eyes, they looked at Wu Mo, their pupils were full of hope.

They're hoping for Orlando to come back...

They are hoping that their "father" will come back...

And the three children were startled again after seeing Wu Mo's sudden raging anger, and they all took a few steps back at the same time.

"He..." Wu Mo stretched out his hand, trying to grab one of the children.

Unexpectedly, they hugged each other in fright, closed their eyes, and shivered.

"He will come back, I swear, no matter what, he will come back, even if caught..."

"I'll catch him too." Wu Mo lowered his hand.

"Really?" The youngest child asked uncertainly.

"Well, really." Wu Mo smiled hard.

"Yeah! Dad really didn't lie!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Mo felt a pain in his chest, and the youngest child had already bumped his head.

Wu Mo staggered and fell to the ground.

"Wait, Sara, what are you doing, Sara!!!"

The other two children panicked and ran to Wu Mo's side in a hurry, trying to separate the youngest child.

"No! Didn't Dad say that the Lord Sue the Dead will protect us? No, no, no..."

"I said it all, give it to me quickly..."

"don't want..."

...

...

Several children quarreled beside Wu Mo.

It's just that happiness like the rest of life after a catastrophe weighs down Wu Mo, making him breathless.

The cheerful smiling faces of these children overlapped with the figure lying on the bed in the transformation room, and Wu Mo seemed to see them, dying peacefully on the cold iron bed like the young lives that passed away.

Died at the hands of their most trusted and beloved "father"...

They, calling Orlando Papa...