"What!" The Third Ancestor and Lang Shan screamed at the same time, and even Sun Ying covered his mouth in surprise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They didn't expect Sun Xiang to dare to put forward such a condition, you must know that they are at war with the Inkaran Empire, which can be regarded as a war with the human race. Sun Xiang's actions were obviously suspected of aiding the enemy.

The Third Ancestor looked at Sun Xiang seriously, and said in a deep voice: "You are not small. Aren't you afraid that the Freemasons will condemn you for being an enemy? ”

Sun Xiang also asked rhetorically as seriously: "The Inkallan Empire does not represent Freemasonry, besides, I and the Inkaran Empire are hostile, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend." ”

"But we're not the same race."

"What's that? All things are equal. Elves, dwarves, and even demonic beasts that can transform into human forms are all equal. It was only a matter of time before the millennium war when everyone was able to live in peace, and it was only a matter of time before they could in the future. Since sooner or later we have to live in peace, what does it matter if we first do business that has nothing to do with war? ”

"You 。。。。。" The Three Ancestors had nothing to say, because the cognition of the two was fundamentally two levels. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How can we ensure safety on the road when we are far apart?" ”

"Build a super long-distance teleportation array. I will! Sun Xiang said indifferently. The orcs don't have a formation mage, so they can't build a teleportation array, and the existing teleportation arrays were all built with the help of humans before the millennium war.

"Ahh This time, Sun Ying cried out in surprise.

The Third Ancestor had been completely shocked by Sun Xiang's bold thoughts. In his heart, he very much agreed with Sun Xiang's business alliance to set up a branch here, but with his relationship with the white elephant, he couldn't let Sun Xiang take this risk. His lips moved for a long time, but he didn't say a word, turned around and left the study, walked to the two rooms opposite, and didn't wait for Sun Xiang to go in together.

Lang Shan was not in a hurry to leave, because judging from what was written in the letter left by this woman, it was estimated that there was no possibility of anything else else. He followed behind Sun Xiang, watching Sun Xiang put those books into the space ring one by one, his eyes were hot and red, and he said, "Brother, you can change the conditions." You must know that the Second Ancestor is very hostile to you humans, and if it weren't for you saving my lives and Meng Salu's lives, I wouldn't have dared to bring you to us. ”

Sun Xiang said: "It's easy to say. Let me think. ”

Seeing that Sun Xiang's tone had changed, Lang Shan immediately happily walked in the direction of the Third Ancestor, and Sun Xiang and Sun Ying followed after collecting those books.

The two rooms opposite were obviously the maid's rooms, and the four of them came out after a walk, and they didn't get anything.

Standing in the alleyway of the courtyard, they were faced with two choices, one was to retreat into the original passage and investigate the situation of the remaining three rooms. The other is to walk through this courtyard and enter the main hall in the core area of the Ancestral Lands, as shown on the map.

The Third Ancestor frowned at this time, and then looked at Sun Xiang. Sun Xiang also pondered for a while before remembering, and said: "According to the map, it should be a passage through it, and on the other side of the passage is the living area of the strong man Beamon." "Sun Xiang is not an orc, and he can't be called an ancestor by Bimeng, he can only be called a strong man. The Third Ancestor didn't care about Sun Xiang's title, he also thought about it, nodded, and suddenly turned his head to Lang Shan and said, "Do you remember that legend?" There are many followers of Beamon's ancestors, but there are only four of the most outstanding ones, and this one named Heilan's predecessor should be one of them. ”

Lang Shan's eyes lit up, and he immediately realized: "Your old man is saying... ”

The Third Ancestor nodded: "If you guess correctly, the four courtyards of this passage should be those four people." There's one of them who is the ancestor of our werewolf clan, let's go, I'm going to see where he lived. After that, he straightened his clothes before he walked out of the courtyard and retreated into the original passageway.

Unable to identify the place where the werewolf ancestors lived, they had to go down one courtyard after another.

First of all, there is the first door on the right side of the passage, and it is also a courtyard inside, but there is no alley, just a square surrounded by four houses, and looking at the traces above, this should be a miniature martial arts arena. On the opposite side of the arena, there is also a stone gate leading to the other side. In Sun Xiang's memory, the other side should still be a passage, and on the other side of the passage is where Beamon Guard lives.

It may also be that Heilan didn't know in advance, or it may be that everyone has a tacit understanding with each other. The owner of this house also left an object and a letter, which was also written on the animal skin, but the content was very simple: "Leave it to the destined person." And what he left behind was also more special, it turned out to be a mace, a typical weapon used by orcs. Looking at the mace that Old Ancestor was holding in his hand, Lang Shan's eyes became hot again, and he felt that this thing was very suitable for him.

Without waiting for the Third Ancestor to raise his head and speak, Sun Xiang preemptively said, "We don't want this thing." We all use swords. The "we" in his mouth certainly refers to him and Sun Ying. He could see that this mace was a low-grade holy weapon, not because it was well made, but because the materials used were very rare. If he gave it to him, he would also destroy this mace and extract the materials inside, so it would be better to give it to Langshan. He could see that Lang Shan was very fond of this mace.

The Third Ancestor raised his head and glanced at Sun Xiang, and Lang Shan's expression was also noticed by him. He said to Sun Xiang, "You may not know the rules of our orc race. Everything is owned by the tribe and distributed uniformly by the ancestors of the tribe. After listening to the words of the third ancestor, Lang Shan could only suppress the desire in his heart, and nodded at Sun Xiang, which can be regarded as approving the words of the ancestor.

Sun Xiang immediately asked tentatively, "Then, give me this thing." It's always okay for me to give it to Langshan, right? ”

The Third Ancestor smiled, raised the mace in Sun Xiang's hand and said, "You have chosen to give up, this thing belongs to our werewolf clan, this is the rule." You forgot? ”

Sun Xiang showed a helpless smile at Langshan and shrugged his shoulders to show that he could not do anything. And Lang Shan also glanced at Sun Xiang gratefully, shook his head and said that he didn't care.

Then they came to the second gate on the right, and when they entered, they found a glance at the layout of the previous courtyard. The people in this room also left something for the destined person, it was a delicate animal skin shield, Sun Xiang felt it with his hand, and felt a little heavy, but it was also a low-grade saint level. After he saw Lang Shan's hot eyes, he immediately asked for this shield and gave it to Lang Shan. According to the general rules of treasure hunting, it should indeed be Sun Xiang's turn to choose this time, so the three ancestors did not object, but glanced at Sun Xiang and Langshan with great meaning.

After passing through the two doors on the right, the three ancestors and Lang Shan guessed that this was not the place where their ancestors lived based on the items and furniture left by the owner of the house. Looking at the second door on the left, they felt a little proud. Because according to the practice of Kuiyun Continent putting the left first, it means that their ancestor should be ranked third among these four people, considering that the first place is Bimeng's woman, so they feel that their ancestor is still ranked very high, so they feel very face-saving.

After the two of them sorted out their clothes, they walked into the courtyard with a pilgrimage mentality, and found that the layout inside was the same as the previous two, and it was estimated that men did not care about the details of living. After visiting the bedroom, I entered the study, which also left a letter and a mace, and the content of the letter was equally simple: "Leave it to the destined person". The mace is also the same inferior holy weapon, but the design of the handle part is more in line with the physiological characteristics and habits of the werewolf race. The point is that the meaning of this mace is very different, it is a relic of the ancestors of the werewolf race.

Looking at this mace, Lang Shan's eyes were red, and he said with difficulty: "Ancestor。。。。。。 ”

The third ancestor was just about to speak, but Sun Xiang immediately stepped forward and said, "Old man, I don't want the shield just now, can I change this line?" Listening to Sun Xiang's words, Lang Shan glanced at Sun Xiang gratefully.

The Third Ancestor immediately said, "Do you two think I didn't see it?" After that, he handed the mace to Lang Shan and said: "The symbolic meaning of this thing is greater than the actual effect, no one can give it, it must be used as the treasure of the clan in the clan, you know?" ”

After listening to the words of the Third Ancestor, although Lang Shan was very disappointed, he became even more excited. He took the mace and began to look at it carefully, as if he were looking at a beautiful handicraft. The mouth also said: "It should be, it should be." The ancestor's decision was very wise. ”

Sun Xiang walked over and patted Lang Shan on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't get angry, go back to the tribe and I'll make you a holy artifact, you can definitely reach this level." With that, he pointed to the mace in Langshan's hand.

"Really?" Lang Shan immediately looked at Sun Xiang in surprise, he knew Sun Xiang's identity as an alchemist, because the big swords that Meng Shalu and Meng'er were using now were holy weapons, and it was said that Sun Xiang had refined them for them. Orcs are generally physically stronger than humans, so their men prefer heavy weapons such as maces, while women prefer to use large swords. If it weren't for this reason, he would have wanted to trick the big sword in Meng'er's hand.

Sun Xiang nodded: "You have to come up with the materials, and you have to treat me seriously." Otherwise, I will not be responsible for the refining. "Sun Xiang is the master who does not suffer, and he will never forget if he can peel the skin.

Lang Shan nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, good, a word is a certainty." "There are not many holy weapons in the orc clan, and they are only in the hands of those saints, and there are no holy weapons in the hands of Lang Shan, who is the patriarch. Therefore, if Sun Xiang can build him a holy weapon that fits his hands, it will improve his combat power again, and it is very important for him to keep the position of patriarch.