"Which evil god are you the envoys?" Long Ming walked to the clown, sat on the floor, and asked at the mask on his face.

"Well." The clown touched his mask and shook his head, "I can't tell you for the time being."

"I remember there was a key scene in the circus where the clown changed his face. Don't you go out?"

The clown didn't say anything.

"I met your circus boss yesterday. He strongly invited me here, which was also part of your plan?" Long Ming stretched out his hand and wanted to take off the mask from the clown's face, but the clown avoided it.

"Oh, I'm ugly, so don't scare you." The clown covered his face with his hands, very shy.

The man in a white mask sat in front of Long Ming, and his attitude was much better than that of the clown.

"Hello, my name is Vikram, the messenger of the God of **, the clown is my companion, his name is Heno, and the messenger of the God of Greed."

"Are the people in the Clown Circus all the messengers?" Long Ming remembered the group of magicians who had just seen who made children laugh among the crowd.

"Only the core members are." Vikram replied, his voice always sounded nice.

"What kind of god does the old leader believe in?" Long Ming asked with his head tilted, curious about this clown circus.

The clown came over with a smile, "We don't know about this problem. He has always been mysterious. In order to find us, he set up a clown circus to make it easier to walk around Azerik. In recent years, the core members have been full."

Long Ming was surprised for a moment in his heart.

If you gather so many dark camp messengers, there will be tricks when you think about it.

"You haven't told us your name yet." The mask expression on Vikram's face turned into a sloppy smile.

"You can call me Lord Evil Dragon."

"Vicram, can the mask on your face change with your mood?" This was the first time Long Ming saw such a humanized mask and couldn't help but ask.

The smile on Vikram's face deepened a little, and his voice also revealed a little smile, "Yes."

"Then can I see your true face under your mask?"

Vikram pondered for a moment, and the corners of his smiling face on the mask slowly calmed down.

Just when Long Ming thought he would refuse, he finally took off his mask.

How to say it is a bit beyond Long Ming's expectations.

Vikram had a pair of snake eyes, which looked very strange, but the rest were fine. Without looking at his eyes, he was still a beautiful woman with fair skin and beautiful face.

Could it be that he has orc blood? Long Ming guessed, and suddenly saw Vikram, who seemed to have no Adam's apple, had a smooth neck like jade, and was a woman? But it was different, his voice and figure were all men, and he had a strange contrast.

Vikram looked at the evil dragon that was approaching, his body stiffened slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled.

"Did you be fascinated by watching Vikram? Vikram is the best person in our circus?" The clown put his hand on Vikram and deliberately or unintentionally put the mask on Vikram's face again.

Long Ming sat on the floor and tried hard to recall the ** god who belonged to the dark camp, as if he was a female god with a snake tail.

A colorful bubble hit the back of Long Ming's hand and shattered.

Long Ming raised his head and found that the clown and Vikram were standing behind the huge bubble machine. The space was filled with huge bubbles, more and more, covering Long Ming's sight. He stood up and just took a step, a flash of white light appeared in front of him.

“We will meet again…”

The voice of the clown Heno became empty and ethereal.

Long Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and there was an animal viewing stall in front of him.

Selia flew around him excitedly, "Little monkey, jump on my fire circle, my fire circle is big."

The surroundings were very lively. The children surrounded this small zoo, surrounded by parents. Ceria had a strange appearance and attracted a lot of attention. The fire ring it spitted out was big and beautiful, and the pocket monkeys also liked to drill into its fire ring.

Did he just enter the illusion?

"Huhu... I finally found you..." Seger finally squeezed into this stall, sweating profusely. "Selia, Lord Dragon, you can find a place too much."

"There are so many people and crowded that it's still very noisy. Let's go quickly, the opening of the circus is coming."

Gru looked behind him at Cialia's reluctant look and said helplessly, "Cialia, stop looking, you must really like it. I will buy a little monkey from a small market tomorrow for you to play with."

Selia muttered, "But, the circus monkey is fun."

"You can be as sensitive as they are," said Seg.

"All right."

"Then let's go. Satan has already helped us take a good position and is in the front row." Seger breathed a sigh of relief.

Long Ming followed Gru and saw Oreo. For some reason, he felt at ease.

Oreo looked at the circus and felt something indescribable.

"Oreo, there are evil gods and gods in this circus, and there are quite a few." Long Ming walked to Oreo's side, and his voice was perfectly obscured by the noisy music around him.

Oreo came back to his senses, looked at the solemn little dragon, nodded to indicate that he knew, and grabbed Xiaolong's hand.

Seger and Gru walked in front, and Selia couldn't wait to fly to the square inside.

As soon as the curtain was opened, Long Ming heard the overwhelming cheers.

On a huge round table, a graceful woman was doing various difficult movements on the steel wire. She was wearing a close-fitting dance dress, and below was a gorgeous dance dress. Her slender toes were dancing on the steel wire at a high altitude, like a proud swan, with flexible steps and slightly raised her head. As her rotation movements, her skirt bloomed like a flower.

The light hit her, and at this moment, she was the most shining star. All the people who came to the circus to watch were watching her, unable to remove their eyes.

However, Long Ming's eyes were on the clown in the corner of the stage.

Heno noticed Lord Evil Dragon's sight and couldn't help but be excited. He quietly gave him a love.

If anyone had told Heno in the past that he would be a dog licking, Heno would have beaten the man to his mother, but it was like fate was destined. When they belonged to the evil camp, they encountered an evil dragon, as if they were sucking iron stones, and could not control themselves and approached him in the direction.

This was simply too strange. The key point was that he was not disgusted at all, but he was more eager for the gaze of Lord Evil Dragon. Heno suppressed his inner restlessness and licked the corners of his lips in dissatisfaction, but his mood improved inexplicably. Although the expression on Lord Evil Dragon's face was a little bit disgusting and a hint of incredible, his bright golden eyes were as bright as stars, and every move was full of vitality.

This is the person he should follow. Thinking of this, Heno's heart became hot and he became more and more heart-warming again.

Long Ming……As a matter of fact, people from the evil god camp have a little bit of a bad mind.

Oreo looked at the clown with his silver eyes slightly cold.

"His name is Heno, he is the envoy of the God of Greed, and there is also the envoy of the God of **, Vikram, who is the man who checked the tickets when we came in." Long Ming told the situation he knew.

"Little Dragon, here." Satan in front stood up and pointed at him to leave a place for Oreo and Long Ming.

Very front, the first row.

As soon as Long Ming sat down, a bouquet of flowers appeared in front of him.

The fragrance is fragrant.

Long Ming looked up and saw that he was the beautiful dancer walking on a tightrope.

Before Long Ming sat down, she had just completed a difficult high-altitude rotation movement, landing lightly like an angel, and the crowd around her burst into warm applause. The dancer was wearing a delicate patterned mask, her long pink hair was tied up by a bow, her left hand was behind her back, and her right hand was holding a bouquet of flowers. The hem of the skirt fell on the ground layer by layer, like a blooming flower, and her waist was a flexible branch.

She is laying flowers.

But in Long Ming's view, she seemed to have turned into a flower and wanted to offer herself to him.

“…you… don’t want…?”

The dancer asked intermittently in the Azerik Continental common phrase. For a moment, Long Ming couldn't tell whether she was nervous or because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Seger whispered to Gru next to him, "Is the spring of Xiaolong coming?" There were so many of them, only the dancer sent flowers to Xiaolong.

"What are you thinking? The good boy is still young and hasn't grown up yet." Gru said angrily, and Seghu was joining in the fun.

The dancer stubbornly sent the flowers closer.

Long Ming was very suspicious that she was also the envoy of an evil god. Thinking that she had just fallen into the illusion just now, he shook his head cautiously, "Thank you, I don't want it."

The dancer's head instantly lowered, as if he was very sad. When he stepped down, he didn't even want the flowers and threw them on the stage.

The latter show is looking for the mermaid’s treasure.

The staff unveiled a large water tank with a male mermaid inside.

He wore a silver-white mask, his long light chestnut hair floated in the water, and was wearing a light white gauze dress. His silver fish tail appeared and slowly moved upstream as he swung.

Long Ming subconsciously glanced at Oreo. He had only seen Oreo with the silver fish tail.

"Fake." Oreo's voice was plain, "He's not a mermaid."

However, the children around them didn't think so, and they all became excited and jumped to watch the mermaids.

Melodious singing came from the stage.

The man who pretended to be a mermaid sang a good song. He cooperated with his water dance to make the children quiet.

"The mermaid has lost his treasure, and now he is going to come out to find his most important treasure."

The narration sounded.

For some reason, the viewers present became nervous, and the children were staring at the mermaid breaking out of the water.

What is his treasure?

An unknown premonition appeared in Long Ming's mind.

A giant bubble enveloped the mermaid, allowing him to move freely.

Satan looked at the second person who came towards Xiaolong, wondering if his good friend turned on some strange switch today.
To be continued...