Chapter 400: A Matter of One Sentence

Let Friesman talk to the undead?!

At this moment, the feeling of Friesman, who was mentioned by Ji Xiaoyan and them, was not very good!

From the moment he entered the house that was arranged for the undead to live in, Friesman was closely watched by the aborigines of the undead, saying that he had never lived in the undead, and everyone was afraid that he was too alienated from the people, so he wanted to get close.

"Does it take this to be close?" Friesman couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long howl, looking at the undead clansmen around him who were unwilling to leave whatever he said, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, sighed and entered the room, and after finding a comfortable place to sit down, he said to the few undead men who were inseparable from him: "Ladies and gentlemen, I want to have a good rest now, can I?"

This is an eviction order.

It's just that a few men of the undead clan didn't seem to understand at all, smiled indifferently, and said to Friesman: "Naturally, it's okay! Friesman, you just rest, we're here to watch over you! Speaking of which, you haven't waited in the clan for a long time, and I don't know how uneasy everyone is when they rest every day! For fear of danger, basically someone in every family will be responsible for keeping vigil." ”

Freesman's eyes widened, and he looked at the undead men in disbelief. He hadn't been with the Undead Patriarch, but he knew very well that there was absolutely no vigil for the Undead Clan. The men in these clans in front of him were unwilling to let him out of their sight, and they were really racking their brains!

"Everyone, even if there is such a vigil rule in the clan, this is Qingcheng, there is no need!" Frisman couldn't say clearly, so he could only sigh and say: "Qingcheng has guards, and there will be no danger at all." So you better go back and rest for yourself, and don't stay here to guard me. ”

"That's not going to work!" One of the undead men in the lead quickly shook his head and said to Freesman, "The patriarch said that even if we are not in the clan now, we must follow the rules of the clan well. Otherwise, what if I'm really casual, and when I return to the undead, I can't adapt to it?"

"So you mean you're never leaving?" asked Friesman as he glared at a few undead men.

"Friesman, you don't have to worry about us. If you want to rest, just take a break. The man in the lead looked at Frisman with a smile and whispered, "Just let us not exist." ”

When the other men heard this, they quickly nodded and agreed.

Freesman was helpless, and fell directly to the bed and lay down in some anger, thinking to himself that they had let themselves treat them as air, so it would be better to treat them as air.

It's just that the men of the undead don't mean to make it easy for Friesman.

After watching Friesman lie down on the bed, several men of the undead clan began to whisper some things about the undead clan in the room with a deep face, nothing more than what the undead clan is not peaceful now, there are powerful beasts and monsters to attack them, and they snatch the resources of the land of the undead, they don't have the strength to fight those monsters and beasts now.

In the final analysis, they want to buy dragon bones and go back to refine them into bone dragons, just for the safety of the land of the dead.

Freesman gritted his teeth and listened to the whispering words in his ears, and before he knew it, he fell asleep.

After several undead men looked at Frisman lying on the bed with his eyes closed and not moving, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then called out softly to him, "Frisman, are you asleep?"

Freesman did not move, nor did he respond.

"It can't really be asleep, is it?" Several undead men glanced at Frisman in some surprise and anger, "What's the matter with this guy?

"No, you guys are guarding here, I'll go find the patriarch. Seeing this, the man in the lead of the undead clan glared at Friesman with a dissatisfied face, turned around and walked out of the house, and then muttered to the patriarch of the undead clan for a long time, then turned back to the house, commanded everyone, and stared at Friesman quietly, not wanting to wake him up, but silently waiting for him to wake up.

When he was in the Black Bone Forest, his mind was all on the dragon, and he was so focused on stealing dragon meat that he didn't have time to sleep at all, and then when he returned to Qingcheng, he was worried about the undead to buy dragon bones, and he was not in the mood to rest. Now that Ji Xiaoyan's attitude is probably known, these people from the Undead Clan can be regarded as temporarily stopped in Qingcheng, and his mind is also relaxed

Therefore, Frisman slept very comfortably this night.

It's just that after opening his eyes, Frisman instantly frowned. Because he saw that the men of the undead clan were still in the house, staring at him with blank eyes.

"Why haven't you left yet?!" asked Freesman, a little annoyed.

"Friesman, look what you're talking about! Where are we going? We're going to watch over you, do you think we're joking?" the undead men said to him, sneering twice.

Frisman pouted, he really thought these people were just joking.

"Friesman, you're sleeping comfortably now, do you want to go out for a walk with us?" The undead man who took the lead stood up with a smile and said to him, "The patriarch said that he finally left the land of the dead and arrived in Qingcheng, and he was going to go around, and wanted you to lead the way." If you can, take us to the City Lord's Mansion to have a look. The patriarch hasn't been there yet."

Freesman frowned, the displeasure in his eyes deepened.

Why can't these people of the undead be idle?

Thinking of this, Freesman sighed twice and asked helplessly: "Everyone, let's not go around the bush, okay? The patriarch is not so interested in the City Lord's Mansion, right? ”

After saying that, Friesman stood up directly and motioned to the men of the undead clan to lead the way.

However, before he saw the patriarch of the undead clan, before he could say hello, Frisman heard someone from the undead clan say that a guard from Qingcheng was looking for him outside the house, saying that the city lord had something to tell him.

Friesman bowed to the patriarch of the undead clan with a puzzled expression, turned around and walked out of the house, saw the guard of the Qingcheng City Lord's Mansion, and then learned from him about Ji Xiaoyan and Lin Qianye's discussion, how to talk to the undead clan.

"An alliance with Qingcheng?!" Frisman muttered as he turned his head to look at the room behind him, a little unoptimistic. The patriarch of their undead clan doesn't look like someone who is willing to form an alliance with Qingcheng!

The Qingcheng guards kept looking at Friesman, and only after listening to him for a while did they answer and understand, then they turned around and went back to the City Lord's Mansion to reply.

The patriarch of the undead clan sat in a chair in the middle of the hall in the room, watched Frisman sit down again with a slight frown, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Frisman, is there any order from the Lord of Ji City?"

Friesman came back to his senses, glanced at the patriarch of the undead clan, nodded and said, "Patriarch, regarding the matter of the dragon bone, our city lord has some ideas that he wants me to convey to you. ”

"Oh, tell me about it. When the patriarch of the undead clan heard this, he immediately squinted and smiled, as if he could already imagine that Ji Xiaoyan must have brought a message to Friesman and asked them to go directly to the city lord's mansion to take the dragon bones away.

"Our city lord, think about it, after all, the undead clan is also my Friesman clan, if you really want to buy the dragon bone to go back, Qingcheng doesn't care whether you want to refine the dragon bone into a bone dragon or not, but I just hope that our undead clan can form an alliance with Qingcheng and become a formal ally. Friesman stared at the expression of the undead patriarch and spread out his words directly.

"Ally, what does City Lord Ji mean by this?" The patriarch of the Undead Clan paused for a moment, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"That is, I want the undead clan and Qingcheng to stand together, and both glory and loss. ”

"Friesman, does City Lord Ji mean that he wants to tie up our undead clan with Qingcheng?"

Friesman nodded, and that was pretty much what he meant.

The patriarch of the undead clan frowned instantly, and glared at Friesman with some annoyance: "Friesman, just for a little dragon bone, the Ji City Lord is going to tie us up with the Undead Clan and Qingcheng, do you think this is appropriate?

"It's just a sky-high price, coercing us undead clan!"

The man from the undead clan whispered dissatisfiedly, but he didn't deliberately lower his voice, obviously for Friesman.

"Patriarch, in fact, we all know very well that you want to bring the dragon bones back just to refine the bone dragon! As for where the bone dragon will be used, I will not speculate. Freesman's quiet voice sounded in the room, "Now everyone knows the situation on the mainland, there is already a fox clan, and Qingcheng is not willing to create another trouble for himself in the future!"

"City Lord Ji, are you very sure that our undead clan will fight against Qing Cheng?" asked the patriarch of the undead clan with a frown.

"Could it be, doesn't the patriarch know very well in his heart? Even if not now, and not in the future?" asked Friesman faintly.

"Friesman, are you the one from the Ji City Lord, or are you from our undead clan! You are a Ji city lord, are you going to follow her all the time and not return to our undead clan?" A man from the undead clan suddenly yelled at Friesman.

"The old patriarch said when I followed Xiao Yan back to the Land of the Dead, let me follow Xiao Yan in the future, and it is best not to go back for the rest of my life. Frisman lowered his eyes with a hint of sadness and unhappiness in his eyes.

"Friesman, you also said it, that's what the old patriarch said. The patriarch of the undead clan glanced at the men beside him, tried to put on a smile, and said to Frisman: "Besides, the old patriarch didn't mean not to let you go back then, but just wanted you to follow the city lord Ji and have a better future." You can't misinterpret the old patriarch's kindness like this!"

"Really?"

"Definitely!" the patriarch of the undead clan hurriedly said with a smile, "Besides, how can you Friesman also be a member of our undead clan, if you want to return to the land of the undead, we will definitely welcome it!

Friesman was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, even if what you said makes sense, Patriarch. ”

"Naturally, it makes sense. The patriarch of the undead clan had a gleam in his eyes, looked at Frisman and said: "Frisman, you have to think about it, if we can have a bone dragon in the land of the undead and can protect ourselves, then for you, isn't it also a foothold in Qingcheng?

"Naturally, I want the undead to be stronger. Frisman nodded, raised his eyes to look at the patriarch of the undead clan, and watched the smile on his face expand instantly, before he said slowly: "But I don't want the undead clan to stand on the opposite side of Qingcheng one day. ”

"Friesman, I've promised the City Lord. As long as Qingcheng doesn't take the initiative to use force against our undead clan, our undead clan will naturally want to live in peace with Qingcheng!" said the patriarch of the undead clan with a sigh on his face.

Hearing this, Freesman shook his head, smiled bitterly twice, and then said firmly: "Patriarch, you know that this promise will definitely not work. Xiao Yan asked the guards to send me a message, I just wanted to ask the patriarch, form an alliance, or leave! Just give an answer within three days. If the patriarch is willing to form an alliance, Dragon Bone Xiaoyan can let the undead clan buy it back cheaper, and if the patriarch is unwilling to form an alliance, then leave Qingcheng in three days!"

"What kind of attitude is this of the City Lord?Where is this City Lord's hospitable demeanor?" Hearing this, the men of the Undead Clan immediately looked at Frisman angrily and yelled at him.

"That's the principle. After Frisman stood up, he looked at the crowd with a firm attitude and said to them: "Xiao Yan, as long as you say a word, yes or not." Patriarch, you have three days, think about it! I'll go up and rest first. ”

After saying that, Frisman didn't care about the attitude of these clansmen, and turned around and went back to the house. As for whether there are still people who follow him into the house now, he doesn't care.

Anyway, it's only three days, and it's over after enduring!

"Patriarch, this Ji City Lord is simply a bit of a deception. The people of the undead clan naturally understood how much inconvenience this alliance would have for their undead clan, and couldn't help but say to the patriarch: "If we form an alliance with Qingcheng, how much impact will it have on our undead clan's plans in the future! )