"He's sure we won't. But Ye Xiao then told the mystery that Shaolin refused to recognize. "Unless the suzerain doesn't stop it, it will probably make the family members taboo for these smugglers. ”

"Then what can we do about it? Silag, please give me some guidance. Shaolin pessimistically shrunk his shoulders and returned, like a big finch with Jin's spine broken. "We can't hand the power back to Zamas, he will lead his family to his demise. ”

"We don't have any other facilities. Ye Xiao placed the bronze giant hammer on the ground on his back, and moved his fingers on the intricate and crooked markings until the hammer handle left his grasp. It's also a shame that there is no floor in this room, otherwise the hammer would probably have bent the floor. "The Sect Master, who has been out of touch with the sickness, is still as strong as ever. ”

Shaolin's pupils reflected this war hammer that symbolized the suzerain's authority, but in the end he finally abandoned it. "Well, hopefully he's got enough food for his people. ”

At the beginning of spring, the bedtime was very long, and when Ye Xiao opened his eyes from the wooden bed on a windy day, the warm light from the scorching sun could already seep in through the chimney of the roof, casting a dark shadow like a golden mottled pattern of animal skin on the wall.

Straightening his legs and arms, Ye Xiao got up in the creaking of the wooden bed. The melting snow makes the atmosphere carry the moisture of the gold strand tide and is afraid of moisture, and the fur is afraid of the skin after being damp, it will emit the smell of gold strand and the smell of coaxing. Removing the big puff hanging on the wooden nails on the wall, Ye Xiao quickly put on this cave lion skin with the same strong taste.

The camp had already recovered from its sweet sleep, although hunger had awakened it a little late. The scattered excavators were gathered around the caravan, the warriors were feeding the horses, and the large sacks of rye taken from the wagons were seized and stuffed into the mouths of the horses that were healthy Lucius, and the whole country of Phnom Penh was already impatient.

"Hi, Terran. I want business, and I exchange my fur for food. The enchanting aroma made the White Dragon Warrior uncontrollable, and he rushed straight towards the dealer's house, with a loud whistling in his mouth. But the two warriors stood in front of him, "Sorry, the people around him." Ye Xiao only agreed to hold a large amount of business, you should find your Shaolin. ”

The two bodies of Kang fitness materials resisted the martial artist hard, so that he could only stop. Seeing that the warrior was already on the hilt of the sword, the whole country finally smacked Chrysostom, and then turned back and walked towards the Shaolin house. At this time, Shaolin was sitting in front of Zamas. Between the two of them was a small pine table with golden sheets, and the fragrance of fresh wood wafted through the room, easing the confrontation between them.

"Hammer of Authority?" the Sect Master examined the god and demon with a smile in his eyes, and finally he whispered. "Hiragh bless, what are you going to do?"

"The danger you have suffered in battle is already healing. Shaolin replied with his face hidden in the hood of dark fear. The shadow made Zamas not see his face scared, but he could imagine Shaolin's face. "This hammer of strength should have been borne by you, Ye Xiao is only the temporary manager of the white dragon. ”

Sluggishly stretching out his arm, the Sect Master brushed his fingers across the hammer. The fluffy fingers brushed the rugged markings, making Zamas tingle and lift it up.

"Then I should fulfill the obligations of the suzerain. The Sect Master who had newly held the war hammer was overjoyed, so he automatically raised the question that Shaolin was waiting for. "Ye Xiao and the generals will sell all the food they brought to us, but the cost will be added to the gold point. ”

"Is it more expensive than yesterday's? The gold and steel coins are less than the gold bushels? We can't bear it!" Shaolin tapped the bottom of the bone staff in his hand on the floor, and a sound almost rage came from inside his mouth. "Our people haven't planted the Puttan fruit yet, but there is a gap in the middle of the bombing month. ”

"I didn't want to say yes. But the suzerain then commented on the reason. But he showed the gold sheet, and I thought it was similar in price to the rye of gold bushels. Zamas twitched his hair generously, and finally remembered that he took out the golden parchment from his bosom and folded it into a cylinder. The clash of action and coat had already wrinkled the thin paper, but Shaolin finally recognized the pen and ink on it. Slap smashing

The pen and ink on the paper were transcribed in lingua franca, so Shaolin quickly read the contents of the notice in a low voice. "In the name of the god of war, Smike, I probably invite the heroes of the whole clan. ”

"This is the Golden Harvest Warrior Order. Shaolin happily replied to the Sect Master, and then he went on to read out the entries that followed the enumeration. This includes rebates, equipment that the opponent can supply, and the distribution of loot. At the end of the reading, the name of the Terran who announced the recruitment order was announced, and it was still painted with the beautiful king-shaped fire paint of the golden circle.

"Sebstan, the Flame of the Fire King, Jiang Yifans. Shaolin cautiously read out the name, and then commented with some trembling: "The Grand Duke of Jiang Yi Fan Si Gongshen, the golden position is strong enough to burn the royal vein Fang Shi of the Golden Branch God Team. ”

Ah, what an artifact of winged snow. Something happened today, although the next day was a little more word.

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Let the enemy look at the lion: Jiang Yifansi

Shaolin's shriveled fingers turned white from exertion, and his dark and firm nails slid unspontaneously on the bone staff. With the sharp clash of the beast's teeth, he reached out and spread the crumpled parchment on the table. "The Grand Duke of the Golden Rank can afford to raise ten thousand warriors, why does he want to fight us?"

"It has nothing to do with why. The Sect Master placed the hammer in a position close to his figure, less than half an inch apart from his buttocks. "Even if we buy all the food that Ye Xiao brought, we can't support the fried month. ”

"What do you need to choose?" Shaolin sighed and talked to the sect master as he buried his face in a deeper shadow. "Nobody wants to leave their homeland for thousands of miles, and they will face the battle of Kaneba, and even the soldiers who can go berserk will not be able to survive it. ”

"This is not the selected doubt. "Zamas showed his hardening as a suzerain, and he regained the hammer of power and regarded his family as a very important thing for himself. "In addition to the strength to defend their families, the rest of the young people must take over the battle of the Terrans. ”

The two nationals wanted to talk about it, but the sound of concentrated footsteps coming in from the surface calmed them down. It was as if the white dragon warrior was cutting the drum loudly and quickly, and the leather boots of the visitors hurriedly hit the floor, and finally dragged the muddy water that had not been shaken off to the door.

"Sect Master. The strong man opened the curtain of the door built by Mao Weipi, and some cool wind and Jin Qi squeezed in, making Shaolin, who was sitting with his back to the door, cough.

"Good day, Shaolin. The national warrior who was caught in the door frame replied solemnly. They can still connect the position of violence in front of the suzerain of fellow warriors, but for the battle of the gods, even the most daring warriors will also be connected with respect and restraint.

"Good day, people of God. May the furious bless you and others. Shaolin responded to the warrior's greeting with a side face, and at the same time inadvertently showed his chin with a golden brown hair.

As soon as Shaolin's words ended, the warrior who was standing at the end nudged the partner in front of Jinxia, so that he could only say what he had suffered on the dealer's side in a restrained manner. "The Terrans are not in harmony with us today, they say they want to talk to the sect master or Shaolin. His eyes swept over the faces of the two family owners, and the warrior who shrank at the end said, "The children are crying with hunger, we won't watch them starve." "Meng Feng

"I'm going to talk to them. The sect master replied to the golden sentence in a low voice, and the sure and powerful tone made the warriors relax a little more. Then he gripped the handle of the hammer and stood up with the help of his patronage. Although the floor let out a few shrill whines, the swift Zamas didn't seem to pay attention. "They're going to make peace with business. ”

Secretly clapping at Shaolin, the sect master finally straightened out his frightened hair, and walked out with a war hammer. Outside the door stood the warriors of the Golden Circle, who respectfully made way for Zamas, and then walked towards the caravan shelter with the very strong soldier of the family. There were also a few hungry warriors who were not carried away by the food, they saw the hammer of power firmly held in the hands of the sect master, but the few who revered the strongman did not say anything.

Shaolin, who had dealt with the food questions, returned to the house with two apprentices. He sent out the rest of the young people, but he walked back and forth in the room where he lived. The footman leather boots that climbed from the feet of the Golden Rolan man stepped on the floor, and the mud and snow stuck in the soles of the boots fell, and then turned into muddy water on the floor, and finally penetrated the newly laid rosin-scented planks. The loud thud of the soles of his boots echoed through the small room until the apprentices brought him a good movement. The Sect Master and the Terran traffickers finished their business, and the cost of food was still similar to last night's, but the objects, including some gold smelted bronze blocks, were more expensive than in previous years. There were not enough craftsmen in the country, so they had to buy fragile clay pots from the dealers, and not enough salt and ale that was as important as the gold of life.

Ye Xiao quickly learned about this good movement from Shaolin's mouth, and because he woke up, he went to the house. When he knew that the suzerain had taken over the hammer of power, the rich man finally grinned. "Hilage bless! ”

The long bread that the apprentices had exchanged for from the caravan was put on the table, but Shaolin told them to bake the golden roast again. In exchange for more money and the fur of the beasts, the caravan also carried a large amount of baked black bread. These rough foods made with low-quality flour mixed with wheat bran and sawdust are hard to swallow and don't taste golden. But when they are really hungry, even the nobles will not abandon the food in their hands that is as strong as wood and gold.

In reality, this kind of black bread may be a specially built gold seed for the caravan. In the Poor Man's Cave of the Terran gods, the untouchables ate bread mixed with moldy flour with golden dots. But the dealers knew that the whole country would have their heads cut off for that kind of food business, and because they were already gold, they were not willing to pay a few bronze coins and flour money, so they were sacrificed to the rampant god.

The brown bread was piping hot on the flame, and the foul smell of fermentation coming out of the cracks in the black, rough crust of Mucuna made the room smell of gold sour. Although the Shaolin apprentices have not yet mastered the will of the gods, their skills in baking bread are certainly good. After the time of the white dragon's prayer, Shaolin and Ye Xiao were each placed on the disc built of the white dragon clay in front of their eyes.

The plate was divided into bread about the length of a human being, and the sour smell of gold wafted all around. The rich man stretched out his hands first, and he strively peeled off the firm and bitter outer skin of the bread until the inside was exposed, and he was afraid that a soft dark color would come out.

"You deserve it. Ye Xiao, who was tearing off the golden dots of bread and filling it into his mouth, heard Jin Sheng scolding secretly, and then he saw the Shaolin apprentice squatting down with his fingers covered. "This black crust is harder than the nut shell, and I really didn't cut it. The apprentice whispered an insult.

The blood that came out of the wound on his finger made the sour smell in the room be muffled, so Ye Xiao took the opportunity to stuff the bread that could still be imported into his mouth. By the time Shaolin lifted the first thing from eating, the rich man's plate was already left with only a golden pile of bread crusts.

With a wry smile and the apprentice adding gold to him, Shaolin slowly tasted the sour and bitter bread in his mouth: "The sect master and the clan have agreed to give the clan food, but I have also obtained from him that the white dragon is not good or bad." ”

"Is it not good?" Ye Xiao swallowed the food quickly, and only stopped and said in a daze when his throat was dry and astringent. "I'm waiting for this to happen. ”

"It's for the irons. Shaolin paused to rub the crumbs off his hands, and then he pulled out the doubly crumpled piece of parchment from his bosom. "This is the recruitment order of the Grand Duke of the Golden Terran. ”

"He was ordained to a god like Crore or Lucius? You know I can only recognize a few lingua franca words and inks, and when I mention them, I will be a native enemy. The rich man took the horn cup with hot water from his apprentice, and after pouring the golden half down his throat, he burped.

"It's Jiang Yifans. Shaolin's face was afraid and cautiously replied to the whole country. "It is east of Lucius, south of the city-state of Chester, and connects the gods of Golden Roland, King Harrison, and the Forest of Elves. It is a god ruled by the white dragon by the priests and nobles. "Meng Feng

I had a relationship with the old man who had been in the notebook for several years, and only two thousand were out. Well, it really matters that the gold smashing of Wilcorg's children's shoes scares me even more. The next day, though, the pressure on the remnants of the party was great.

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"Then we're going to go south through Chelster, and the journey sounds like a long way. Ye Xiao took the golden small piece of bread from the plate held by the apprentice, and after vigorously breaking off the firm bread crust, he tore the blackened inside and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It is indeed far away, there should be an interval of thousands of miles, and it will take at least Bai Longyue's time to hurry. Shaolin didn't deny it, he clicked the board before parting his mouth sadly. "It's very likely that our family members will be involved in a large-scale battle, after all, the god team of the Grand Duke Jiang Yifan is enough to realize the inspection of the territory and pay taxes. ”

"The battle will probably kill some of the Jin. Ye Xiao stopped stuffing food into his mouth, and occasionally tore the bread into gold bars with his hands like a running god.

"But this is also the future of the family's only money, otherwise more people will starve to death. Shaolin pushed the plate away in front of him, and his face was afraid of severity in the conflict between the clay utensils and the wooden table, and he really replied to the warrior.

"I'll take over the fight, and I'll bring my people back. The whole nation didn't think long of it, he quickly cleared his throat and replied, and then shoved the food into his mouth. This can also be the practice of every white dragon who has held the hammer of power, and the stale brilliance makes them put the life and death of their families first.

Shooting out of the pupil with the complicated brilliance of admiration and jealousy, the young Shaolin glanced at Ye Xiao's golden eyes on his back. But then he returned it to the shadow of the hood, and refocused his attention on the food in front of him. It wasn't until he had eaten all the bread on his plate that the young magician rolled his Adam's apple. "In the name of Hirag, I promise to keep Daddy Thorne safe in the days you are gone. ”