Undead Farm

After lifting the heavy armored knight who had fallen, Weng Ling directly gave the 80-year-old grandfather ten silver coins to let him go home, but the people were only white and she re-armored again. Chong" into the forest.

This made Weng Ling very embarrassed, a few steps to catch up with a burst of direct stun, called a follower directly dragged back to the city.

"Cough!"

I coughed more and more at night: "How do I feel that the adventurers you are looking for are not very reliable?"

Weng Ling silently for a while, sighed.

"After the decline of Lorraine, the soldiers can't afford it, let alone attract the adventurers. Although there are experienced adventurers in the surrounding territory, they are not very good at these bounty. They are more eager for passion. Adventure and gorgeous equipment, so only those adventurers who are not even trainees or even trainees will be attracted by my notice..."

After thinking about it, Weng Ling added: "But you can rest assured that I have warned them last night. After entering the forest, I absolutely must not act separately. I think fifty adventurers should not be in danger."

On the night of the third day, Zhang opened his mouth and finally told Weng Ling about the deadly camp in Goblin.

In fact, although this group of adventurers is indeed a bit of a hot eye, fifty people are enough to push any small Goblin camp.

Don't look at the tens of thousands of Goblin in the woods, but they don't form powerful organizations like humans. Their huge ambitions and despicable character make their individuals a little stronger and they will spontaneously form their own camps.

Even if there are occasional alliances, there are more than two or three. Moreover, this relationship is very fragile. As long as this group of adventurers can be careful, don’t provoke a too strong Goblin camp, or be able to clean up a lot of Goblin. of.

"But you have to lose a lot of money. I think, the taxation of Lorraine City can't support you this destructive order?" The third night, he asked the silver coin of the Wenling compensation wood in his hand, strangely asked.

A Goblin camp usually has ten warriors and a ten commander, plus twenty or thirty workers, that is a bounty of around 23 silver. It seems that there are not many, but Weng Ling has no limit, if this Did the group of adventurers kill the centurion with good luck?

And the most important thing is, is Loland City really rich?

Weng Ling shrugged: "Luolan City's tax revenue is really not enough, but it doesn't matter, I have money!"

"There are few adventurers who see the announcement now. I believe that there will be more real adventurers coming here, and after the forest in this forest is wiped out, the log trade will make up for me. ""

At night, the ears moved, and it was discovered that Weng Ling’s silver armor exudes a faint silver light. This high-grade goods is not what the average small lord can get, combined with the mark he just saw...

“Can I make a suggestion?” The night was more sudden.

"You said."

"That you know, the defense of the heart is indispensable. I feel that in order to avoid those wonderful adventurers in order to save trouble, only to cut Goblin's hand without killing them to make a difference, it is necessary for them to bring the complete body back. "Night three is more solemn.

"Is there such a person?"

"Of course! I have seen with my own eyes that when the two territories were attacked, the soldiers at the bottom of their territory could even replace the civilians with the first level in order to gain military exploits. The people are sinister!"

"And, bringing the bodies back can also prevent other Goblin from using them as food. You know, the more food you have in Goblin, the more they will be born..."

Weng Ling was silent, thinking that the tragic scene was likely to happen in the territory of the night three, so he nodded heavily.

"Good! Listen to you, I will go in and remind them."

After that, Weng Ling backed the giant hammer and rushed toward the forest.

"Hey, are you going in too?"

On the night of the third day, I asked farther, but only a short time, Weng Ling went far away, leaving him with only a waving hand.

"Adult, we have to set off." At this time, the iron axe dared to come up and bowed.

On the night of the third day, I looked back and saw that the five of them were ready to go. Even the wind and the devil were hanging one hand behind them. It was strange to say:

"Depart? Are you going home?"

"Not an adult," the iron axe was awkward. "We have to go in and kill Goblin, otherwise..."

At night, I remembered that after I saved them yesterday, I confiscate their money.

This poor group of people wanted to make money, but instead they posted all their belongings.

"Hey, understand, understand, go!"

Return money?

Impossible! He is not a philanthropist.

The five human lives are more important than the hundreds of silver coins in the district. He does not have to explain at all.

"However, I can borrow a few weapons from you, do you want it?"

When the iron axe was about to leave, the night three called them again, pointing to the old.

On the old arm, he was holding a few ordinary swords.

"You want it! Thank you, adults!" A few people are grateful.

In order to be able to carry the body of Goblin in time, most of their weapons were thrown in the original place. This time, Lin was also planning to take the weapon back, but the empty hand was still a bit embarrassing.

Now this cold-hearted adult actually lends them weapons intimately. Can you not be grateful to Dade?

After sending away the iron axe, they went to www.wuxiaspot.com~ The farm that had just been noisy suddenly fell cold, leaving only the voices of the four Goblin.

I thought about it at night. First, let Lao Gu and Dong Dian Xi Lao go to separate the pile of broken arm mountains. I will calculate how many bounty can be changed later, and then I will start practicing in the same place. .

Although his soul energy is not enough to cover the maintenance costs of tomorrow's dawn, he is not worried at all.

Anyway, there will be adventurers who bring Goblin’s body back later, and the soul can follow the body. Even if there is an accident, he can re-enter the forest at night to kill a few Goblin to make up the gap. Anyway, those adventurers can't continue to die on the black night.

Ignition?

Then I don’t know how many goblins that will be mad.

After a night of the Juggernaut state, the night is now urgently needed to digest these experiences.

As the saying goes, the body also has memories. When the same action is done, the body will naturally remember it, but after the blessing of the brain, the process can obviously be shortened.

The third night is now practicing the skill of taking the wind step.

The moon sword and the chasing wind thirteen swords have a huge burden on the body. He does not use many times, and he does not have the wind step depth that he has been using all the time.

As a body skill, this skill can not only provide support during the night attack, but also improve his ability to avoid. More importantly, he can improve his skills in hitting the road.

On the third night, more than 30 wooden stakes were set up on a flat road. After digging a dozen pits on the ground, the body was relaxed, especially the ankles. This took a deep breath. Wriggle with a strange pace toward the piles...