Roulette World

One thousand seven hundred and forty-three west attack (below)

The atmosphere in the room was silent.

Both Chi Lian and the maid gave the saint a strange look.

At this time, shouldn't you refuse directly? Even Chi Lian is ready to do something, as long as the saintess makes a move, she will follow, even if her strength is not as good as these two annoying guys! The big deal is death!

Chi Lian is one of the few members of the Dawn Temple who fully agrees with the Holy Maiden's approach. Whether she killed her father or later chose to compromise, and now makes all kinds of decisions to enter West Asia, she believes that the Holy Maiden is not wrong, and she is really considering it for the Holy Temple. This is why she is loyal to the saint.

The same goes for the little maid.

Her strength is not high. According to the current level of strength on the earth, she is at most a six-star evolutionary. When she just faced these two new giants, her powerlessness and weakness have been fully reflected.

But this is not the reason for her to be a coward. In her heart, the saint is not only a respected Highness, but also a best friend. Even if she dies, she will not make these two guys who do not respect His Highness feel better.

but!

The saint didn't do anything, and even the anger just now disappeared.

Zhengxi and Duoyan looked at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes, as well as... a trace of contempt.

"The matter is of great importance. It is impractical to hear His Highness's reply immediately. Let's go back and wait for the news. Tomorrow, before tomorrow night, I hope to get your exact news."

After Zhengxi finished speaking, Duoyan and Duoyan, who was like a bird of a feather, saluted again and then walked out. When they reached the door, they turned around and said, "Your Highness, cooperation is beneficial to both. The situation in our temple is not good. To put it bluntly, with our current strength, even in the West Asia region, we can only rank second. Although the city lord has not yet reached the realm of the Holy Father, it is not far away. Now is the best time to integrate , once missed, when others become stronger, many things will have another ending. Not to mention West Asia, but on the entire planet, we are estimated to be ranked outside of fifty. Sensitive identity, let us as long as we cannot guarantee a strong , we may be swallowed by others, and when the fighters cannot be promoted in a short period of time, it is the best way to cooperate with the strong around us, because that can prevent us from being ruthlessly swallowed."

"His Royal Highness Saint Ann."

This time Zhengxi bowed more respectfully than before.

Soon there were only three saintesses left in the room.

"Saint!"

Chi Lian shouted anxiously, she had already seen the wavering of the saint!

Yes, even if what Zhengxi and Duoyan said was true, it is absolutely unacceptable for the people in the temple to let the saint girl marry an outsider.

I would rather fight so hard that no one is left, than let the saint suffer such humiliation!

The city lord of the holy city? Just one look, and you know it's a drunken man.

Yes, Chi Lian knew that the person who could sit in a high position in such a world would definitely not be just a licentious person, but she just didn't feel good about that person, especially bad.

"Okay, I know what you think." The saint's eyes looked at the thick night outside, and her voice was already a little ethereal.

"Perhaps it is true as what Zhengxi said. I sacrificed myself to bring the hopeless temple back on the right track? Maybe we cooperate with the Holy City, and we can become two strong, and we can truly fight against the people on this planet. Other forces? Perhaps... In this way, we can integrate into this world."

Chi Lian and the maid looked at each other, not knowing how to persuade her.

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After darkness, there will be light.

When the sun's rays fell on the planet as it had done for thousands of years, the earth seemed to come alive.

The holy city is a city that never sleeps, at least the people living here think so, but it cannot be denied that the holy city at night is more rippling with the smell of wine and carnival, while during the day, it seems much more normal.

This is one of the few cities in West Asia that is rarely infested by mutated life forms. Occasional sand monsters and enemies in the sky cannot stop this place from becoming a holy place that evolutionists in West Asia yearn for.

Under the stability, it brings about the prosperity of trade. There are shops everywhere and street stalls everywhere, which is a true portrayal of the holy city.

It's just that today, many people who are doing big or small businesses are a little uneasy.

Because, goods, less.

Not what is, but what should have come and hasn't.

Among them, some teams' sales points in the holy city were included, and their replenishment team did not come. Some commercial organizations were also included, and their shippers did not arrive. It also includes many individual merchants, those evolutionists who usually come to beg them to buy prey or other income, very few come.

Originally, this would lead to a stock out. After all, the size of the holy city and the large population ensured a huge daily transaction volume.

But since there were fewer goods, they found that even fewer people bought them.

At first they didn't know what was going on, or even realized anything, but after a few days, this situation was noticed by more and more people.

The news was delivered quickly, and at the beginning, the high-level officials of the holy city did not pay attention. They were still immersed in the joy of driving Gyanendra away, and they were still busy with a grand wedding that would come in all likelihood.

But they also realized the problem later, and after a simple inspection, they found that the problem was far bigger than imagined.

It was still the gleaming banquet hall last night, but at this time, there were no outsiders, and there were no good wine and food. Only the lord of the holy city and seven or eight core subordinates were there.

"According to the investigation, it has basically been confirmed. The problem is even more serious than what was reported in the newspaper below." A middle-aged bearded man who still stubbornly wears traditional clothes said, "It's much more serious."

The city lord took a sip of water, poured ice cubes into his mouth, and chewed.

"Yesterday was the first full day after we counted the data. There were only more than 30 caravans entering the holy city, and there were more than 2,000 evolutionaries. Compared with before, it has dropped sharply, only 30% of the original About, that is to say, two-thirds of the caravans and evolutionists disappeared."

The man's voice became lower and lower, "The holy city is the largest and only commercial center in the whole of West Asia. When there are no beast or zombie hordes, this situation is obviously abnormal. I have sent people to look around carefully. Investigate, but it will take a few days to get the results."

To do business in the holy city, you have to pay taxes. The decline in trade means a decrease in income, which means that the huge army and the luxurious life of the high-level people in the holy city system will be greatly affected.

Without huge taxes, the Holy City, already the lord of the Holy City, lost its fast and powerful passage.

"I don't want to know this, I just want to know, why is this happening?"

The city lord put down the water glass, looked at the subordinates below and asked in a cold voice.

No one answered, and in the end, the person before said with some uncertainty: "Holy Master, in the absence of beast hordes and zombie hordes, if there is no irresistible disaster of heavenly power, then I can think of The biggest possibility is..."

"Someone is clearing our surroundings!"

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"Little Leaf, Broken Copper Pot, and Few Smelly Clouds will be able to resist the scheduled position in three hours!" Yangos showed himself in front of Ye Zhongming in high spirits. Sandy.

"You owe me a beating, don't you?" Mo Ye scolded the evil dragon in dissatisfaction.

This guy is definitely the type who shines when given a little sunshine.

"Woman, don't talk! This is my unique way of communicating with my most respected master, you don't understand!"

Yangos knew that as long as it wasn't too much, no one in Genting would do anything to it, so he responded to Mo Ye arrogantly.

Ye Zhongming smiled, "How long did it take you to fly back?"

"fifteen minutes."

Nodding, Ye Zhongming calculated in his mind, then turned to look at the people behind... Mo Ye, Xiaohu, Liang Chuyin, Xia Bai, Hongfa, Guangyao, Tang Tian, ​​Lu Yi, Pu Xiuying, Ah Tao, Gan Lan, Mina, Ayang, Xiaopeng...

And Yan Wangshu and Yupo...

"A few days ago, I was just cleaning up the periphery of the holy city." Ye Zhongming's voice entered everyone's ears.

"Next, we will capture their largest and last two oasis strongholds within an hour, and then form a siege to the holy city. Three hours later, the west offensive will officially begin."

Ye Zhongming's words were extremely simple, but they made everyone feel excited.

"I'm about to leave for a while. In order to avenge my dead companions and for the peace of the villa, I have to do something. I think fear is the best way to keep them quiet!"

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