Bright Era

The sailors dissected the King Narwhal carefully and skillfully on the deck. Faced with such a valuable treasure, it is shameful even to waste a drop of blood. All the materials on its body must be kept in a special magic ice storehouse, so that no part of the material will be wasted.

Especially its blood and body fluids must be stored in containers specially made by those demons. If ordinary containers are used, the blood will lose all its spirituality within three days.

Even some of the filthy things in this whale king's large intestine were specially dug up by sailors and stored in a separate cabin. These things are filthy, filthy, and smelly, but who tells the occultists to treat them as treasures? Don't look at these things so ugly, but a pound of narwhal king's feces can be auctioned for hundreds of gold coins when lucky.

Lin Qi and Longcheng stood on the bow, watching hundreds of sailors quickly disassemble the whale king one by one.

Long Cheng leaned against the mermaid statue and suddenly grinned and said, "Do you know why I promised a 30% dividend?"

Lin Qi glanced at Longcheng obliquely, feeling a bit sad about the man who took 30% of the profits from his hands. He shook his head and said: "It's not because of my life-saving grace, right? That iceberg can't seal you, I still know that, I will at most make you suffer less!"

Longcheng patted Lin Qi on the shoulder, and he smiled: "Interesting, you are a very smart little bastard. That iceberg can't seal me, but it will hurt my vitality. There is no doubt about it. Me and Those opposing gambling rounds are counted only if I can return to the Imperial Capital within a year. If too much time is wasted in the iceberg, I will most likely lose this round."

With a sigh, Longcheng shook his head and said: "I have no time to waste. I have to make money as soon as possible and then continue on my way. I don't have time to auction this big guy myself, so I can only accept your terms! I must Go back to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible and win this round beautifully!"

Lin Qi looked at Dragon City curiously. What kind of gambling was it that allowed him to take such a big risk and do something that is almost impossible?

Starting from the eastern port, heading north into the North Sea, and then crossing the Odin Icefield with countless risks-you know, that is the home of the Frost Titan and some other extremely terrifying alien races, and it is even said to be at the core of Odin Icefield. There are also secret passages leading to the underground world. Some ancient evils exist, and the evils that are said to have destroyed the world before the destruction calendar hide themselves.

To cross the Odin Icefield without dying is an incredible achievement for a normal human being. But he will also cross the North Sea and deep into the Western Continent when the winter blizzard is most raging. This gambling game is simply killing his life, even if Dragon City's strength is high, it is also killing his life, what is worth him to do?

"I don't understand, why is this?" Lin Qi looked at Dragon City curiously: "For the gold coin? Or a beauty?"

Longcheng laughed mockingly, and he turned his head to look at the sea with disdain: "Gold coins? I am from a rich and expensive family, and I dare not say that I am rich in the enemy's country. Probably comparable to the net worth of my housekeeper. Speaking of beauties, hey, the majestic enchantment on my best 108 pink pink map of Oriental Imperial Capital, of which 38 beauties' red pills were taken away by me."

With his hands on his back, Longcheng said proudly: "Master, my family has billions of wealth, graceful, brilliant, martial arts, civil and military, and there are few people in the world who have no academics and martial arts. He is a peerless figure in the world. Money? Beauty? That kind of vulgar thing is also worth the risk, uncle me?"

"Then, honorable, magnificent, wise, martial, civil and martial Lord Longcheng, what have you gambled with others?" Lin Qi's curiosity was completely aroused.

Longcheng smiled triumphantly. He touched his nose and said indifferently: "It's nothing. It's nothing more than the governorship of one province, the prefecture of four prefectures and counties, and thirty-nine city walls. It’s just the official position of the city guard. This is a big bet. Other additions, such as the red-pink picture and the redemption papers of the beauties on the red-pink supplement, are nothing."

Suddenly, Longcheng laughed wildly, and he laughed so much that his saliva splashed out of his head and back. He smiled at Lin Qi in a very obscene manner: "The most interesting thing is that there is a clause in it. Hey, if the person who bet against me loses, he will send his eight most favored concubines to me. At the mansion, reciting poems with me and admiring the moon for seven days!"

In his eyes, Long Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "I must give him this green hat, so that he will be the king for generations to come! Fight against my blood and spirit dragon city, hey, give him a few A green hat is just an appetizer!"

Lin Qi was crazy again, this Dragon City, where did he come from?

The dignified governors of provinces, prefects of states and counties, and guards of the Walled City can all be used as bets. He must be the kind of top aristocratic background, right?

What makes Lin Qi want to vomit blood even more is that since Longcheng has the power to use such an important position to open a gambling game, he actually gambling with other concubines! It's ridiculous, it's a scum, doesn't it mean that the governors and prefects have the same status as their concubines?

Through the gambling game described by Dragon City, Lin Qi suddenly discovered that Dragon City is a complete bastard! Compared with him, the dudes of the rich and nobles in Dun Erke are indeed a group of turtles, and they are nothing at all among the dudes. Lin Qi and the young ladies of Dun Erke just win or lose some gold coins to play, but look at Dragon City, what are he betting with others?

Just as Lin Qi secretly guessed the identity of Dragon City, a dull drum sound suddenly came from behind an iceberg not far away.

Lin Qi's scalp numb for a while, he hurriedly turned his head and looked over there.

The watchman on the mast has already hissed: "The Odin Dragon Boat is a fleet of alien races! Open the magic furnace, retreat, and get out of here!"

'Hey ah ~ ~ ~ hey ho', accompanied by the muffled sound was feeding, along with deep and powerful harmony singing, a few meters high wooden faucet run out slowly since an iceberg after an odd-shaped warship slowly swallow Swallow showed his figure from behind the iceberg.

It was no more than five meters wide and half longer than the windmill on the sea. It was shaped like a long dragon. The blood-painted dragon boat circled behind the iceberg, turned its course, and was rushing towards the windmill on the sea.

Behind this dragon boat, there are three small dragon boats that are only half the length of the front dragon boat and narrower in width.

In the middle of each dragon boat is a battle drum with animal skins. A giant with a height of more than three meters and a strange blue-gray skin holding a huge bone hammer, is slowly beating the battle drum, sending out a giant that shakes the mind. ring.

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