"Bang", the bone door of the tavern was kicked hard from outside, shaking, but it was swaying, but it was persistently kept closed, with no sign of opening. The person who kicked the door outside was silent for a few seconds, probably was stunned. Then, gently pulled the door, and the door was pulled open without any obstacles. From outside the opened door, there was a sound of unscrupulous ridicule. With a hoarse but loud complaining, a short undead who should belong to the goblin walked in swayingly. The short goblin looked like a corpse witch, holding a bone staff, and its shriveled skin was tightly wrapped around the skeleton. The firm and sharp nose during his lifetime had collapsed, and his two pointed ears were also softly stomped on both sides of his head. The green skin turned purple and black, which was even more terrifying than Kenser, who had transformed from a human corpse into a corpse witch before.

"Damn Sila, you did it on purpose." As soon as the goblin corpse witch entered the tavern, she complained loudly: "The doors of other people's houses are open inwards. Why do you have to choose a tavern with a door open outwards? It's simply sinister."

"Because in the usual sense, the door is opened with hands." In front of these people, Sila was not as gentle as in front of Catherine and others. Instead, she said contemptuously: "I didn't expect that besides my Cowles, there were other undead who would open the door with their feet."

"Bastard, don't think I don't know. Cowles is the skeleton horse that transports goods from your house." The goblin corpse witch did not react slowly at all. She immediately understood and jumped up almost in place, waving her staff and was about to argue with the female ghost, but when she tilted her head, she saw the tall skeleton sitting at the same long table with the female ghost. The moment she saw Son, the originally aggressive goblin's voice immediately became weaker, coughed a few times and changed into a smile, rubbed her hands and said, "Ah, it turns out that Mr. Son is here too, hahahaha, it's been a long time since I saw Son, Mr. Son."

"Click, click." There was no expression on Saen's skull, but the three groups of soul fires leaped, a mockery was wonderfully conveyed.

"Haha, indeed, if you have a little more force, you can kick the door open." Of course, Sila could understand Saren's unique language and sneered with a low smile: "Little Mill, every time she sees you, even Saren's serious undead will not help laughing at you. In some ways, you are also very proud."

"I don't want to be proud of this. Every time it's like this, you never don't mock me." Mir, the goblin corpse witch, complained dissatisfiedly: "I warn you that although everyone is good friends, if you continue like this, be careful of me..."

"Idiot Mir, get out of here." Before Mir finished speaking, she suddenly rushed over like a long table and carefully observed his staggering steps. Obviously, this was not his own wish. Behind him, the undead who looked like a mummy, but a female voice, took back the kicked foot, walked into the door slowly, and said coldly: "You dare to complain that we mock you, and you don't think about what you did, and didn't give anyone a chance to mock you? Just like now, even though you know that there are so many people following you, you have to rush into the door first. After entering the door, you still have to block the door. You said, "Who do you want to scold you."

The female mummy has a slender and tall figure. It is difficult to tell her race if you only look at her figure. But if you look closely at her head, there are also a pair of pointed ears. In addition to the goblins, the only ones with such pointed ears in the Yara world are the elves. However, the goblins' ears grow upwards, while the elves grow upwards. As soon as the female elves appeared, Vivian, Freya and Panis were stunned at the same time, because from her, the three of them did not notice any magic fluctuations belonging to the corpse witch. In other words, although she and the corpse witch look exactly the same on the outside, they are likely not to belong to the corpse witch, but another unique race.

"Click_kick_kick_kick", followed the female elf, and several skeletons with swords or staffs came in one after another. They were either Death Knights or Skeleton Mages. In addition, several corpse witches also walked in. These corpse witches adhered to the mage's character and basically remained silent without saying a word. There were five or six ghosts who came in together, but it seemed that the ghosts here were never used to walking through the door, and floated directly through the wall, floating in the air, while making mocking laughs at Mir.

"Is this the fixed style of a goblin wizard?" Panis twitched, looked at the goblin corpse witch and sighed, muttering in a low voice: "I originally thought Cristo was just an exception, but now it seems that it's not true."

"Teacher is not like this. The teacher is very steady." Freya glared at Panis in dissatisfaction and whispered: "How can he compare with the teacher?"

"Uh, that's what you've never seen when he was young." Panis smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, I guess you don't believe it after saying it, so I'd better not say it. However, compared with this corpse witch, Christo is indeed stable, well, yes, compared."

"What is that elf?" Vivian asked in a low voice as if he hadn't heard the two people's argument: "It's definitely not a corpse witch, it seems to be a race I've never seen before."

"This question is good." Panis gave a thumbs up: "When I find the answer, I will definitely be the first to tell you."

"Papapapapapapapapa." Several creatures were secretly commenting on the dozen undead coming in. Qianla slapped her hands a few times, and her half-fatal palms collided, making a dull sound. Seeing that everyone's attention had turned, Qianla floated into the air and raised her voice and said, "Why are you all here? There are too many people."

"The first time a living guest is visiting, the etiquette should always be more grand. What should I be afraid of if there are more people, and I won't let you treat you." A group of leaders snatched another table from other undeads and pulled it to everyone's long table before and sat down. Hearing Qianla's question, the female elf snorted coldly and waved to the busy tavern owner. She flicked her fingers, and a circular stone piece containing extremely rich death energy was bounced into the air by her, and it fell into the hands of the skeleton boss: "Our group of people settled my accounts."

"Sure enough, they already have their own currency, so I'm right." Catherine and Freya looked at each other and nodded, "I'm afraid this is their currency."

"Ah!" A hoarse scream interrupted the discussion between the two ladies. The sudden scream scared everyone and the undead. When he turned around, he saw that the goblin corpse witch Mir was screaming. At this time, he was opening his mouth wide and pointing at Eva blankly, unable to say a word.
Chapter completed!