The sky of Xinliu Valley will always be like that, a golden time turbulence is like a long river flowing slowly in the star field, maybe the nine floating mountains here in Xinliu Valley are just a speck of dust in the space-time turbulence, but it is precisely this space-time turbulence in front of you that makes this place a pure land.

Following the beautiful singing, I climbed over a gentle slope covered with filamentous grass, and I stood on the top of the hillside and stopped to look into the distance, not far away there was a winding stream, like a beautiful hairband around the neck of a beautiful girl, and the dirt slope was covered with tender green hairy weeds, like a soft and thick blanket spread in this wilderness.

Helena stood barefoot in the stream, she held the hem of her skirt in one hand, and the other hand held the windswept hair, turned her head and laughed with Becky who was sitting on the shore.

With her hands on her knees, Becky sat on a sleek boulder by the stream, her long green algae-like hair tied up in a ponytail at the back of her head, and her tight leather armor outlining the delicate curves of her body.

There was a white tent not far away, and three delicate girls picked bunches of small blue flowers from the grass to decorate the area around the tent extremely beautifully.

Helena and Becky, who were frolicking by the stream, saw me and waved at me excitedly, and I think they both nodded slightly.

Caterina and Karantso didn't follow, they just stood quietly on the gentle slope, and Karantso pointed into the distance, from which the orc village was the size of a matchbox.

Ying Li squatted on the grass with his back to me, looking at a small blue flower in front of him.

That little blue flower has a beautiful name, it's called 'Forget-me-not'.

I couldn't bear to disturb her, so I walked gently over the soft grass blanket and stopped ten meters behind her.

Ying Li squatted quietly on the grass, a cluster of blue flowers bloomed in front of her, and the wind blew from the depths of the meadow, making waves appear in the meadow covered with fine hairy grass, and those small blue flowers were also swaying with the wind.

She squatted there quietly by herself, as if at this moment, she and the entire world of Xinliu Valley were integrated.

A loud whistle came from afar, which woke Ying Li up from his meditation.

Ying Li and I turned our heads to look at the stream at the same time, Becky was standing on the boulder by the stream, staring at an eagle above the sky, the eagle flew very high, as if it would rush out of the heavenly domain of Xinliu Valley with two more gentle flaps of its wings.

Ying Li noticed that I was standing behind her, turned around and looked at me with a happy face, a beautiful smile instantly bloomed on her face, she ran to me and grabbed my hand, and asked me with a smile: "Jijia, why are you here? Is the summer festival over?"

I nodded, and took her small soft hand in the palm of my hand, which was soft.

"Wouldn't it be boring here? I thought you were going to hunt in the mountains, thinking about how to find you. I said to Ying Li.

"No, it's been a long time since I've been so laid-back, it's really beautiful. Ying Li tucked his long wind-blown hair behind his ears and asked me again: "It's summer vacation, where are you going?"

I replied calmly, "Go to the Vaschi plane, and when I get over there with Noah, I'll come and pick you up, and we'll watch the sea over there together!"

A hint of joy flashed in Ying Li's eyes, and a clear pear vortex appeared on his face.

"Yes. She agreed softly, even if she was a princess of Green, she was still so demure and graceful.

We wandered aimlessly on the grass side by side, chatting as we walked.

"In the past two days, Lucia and the Prince of Wales have come to see me, and they have asked me, 'Where are you?' How are you?' They were a little worried about you......"

When we got to the stream, Helena and Becky came up to meet us.

Helena was like a happy deer, with a brisk step, she threw herself into my arms, I put my arms around her slender waist and kissed her soft and rosy lips like a dragonfly, and a faint flush appeared on her beautiful face.

I can't figure out whether Helena's mood at the moment represents Ying Li, herself, or both!

Afterwards, I sat down with Ying Li in front of their chic white tent for a while, and Ying Li invited Karantso and Katerina over for tea.

Ying Li took out a delicate tea set, filled the teapot with clear water, and unfolded a 'fire gathering' magic scroll in the portable stove, when the flame appeared above the scroll, the teapot was placed on the stove, and the beating flame instantly wrapped the teapot.

The girls' tent was always clean and tidy, with a faint smell of girl's body, and it was warmly furnished, with a wolfskin mattress on the floor, and a small bag of wheat flour, a honey jar, a few pieces of cheese, and a few coconut-sized chocobo eggs piled up in the corner.

It seems that the old orc Zewang took good care of them, and there was a lot of food stored here, and there was almost nothing missing.

As for the eggs, there are six young birds, said to be three pairs, when Bobby bought them at the auction house two years ago.

After I brought them to the Xinliu Valley, they have been kept in the orc village, and in fact, when these chocobos grew up a little, the old orc Zewang told me that only two of the six chocobos were females that lay eggs, and the other four were all males, and although they had beautiful plumage, they could not lay eggs.

Lao Zewang never allowed the orcs in the village to eat bird eggs, those bird eggs are used to hatch chocobo chicks, the old orc Zewang hopes that in addition to stocking cattle and yellow sheep herds in Xinliu Valley, there can also be a large group of primary Warcraft such as chocobos and demon antelopes, and the carnivorous species here in Xinliu Valley are very rare, which is very suitable for some primary Warcraft to reproduce.

The old orc had never told me about these things, and little Ella told me these things, but I didn't expect that this time, in order to entertain the three of them, they actually took out the precious chocobo eggs.

In the distance, little Ella and Deborah frolicked and chased each other, Deborah was wearing my magic apprentice robes, she walked very clumsily, she was always teased by little Ella, and the silver bells of the two girls could always be heard far away......

According to the standard time of the imperial capital, this meal can only be regarded as a supper.

The day and night of the Xinliu Valley are not quite consistent with those of the Roland Continent.

The orcs in the village raised a lot of yellow sheep in this grassland, because there are no natural enemies, these yellow sheep are casually stocked in this grassland, and then I proposed to everyone that it is better to eat a meal of mutton shabu.

The yellow sheep was chosen by Xiao Ella, the fattest one in the flock, after the selection, Karantso walked up directly, knocked the yellow sheep very violently, knocked the yellow sheep out with a punch, and then carried the horns of the yellow sheep with one hand, and easily carried the yellow sheep weighing 100 catties to the camp.

Karantso first drained the blood of the yellow sheep's physical strength, then muttered a few orc words to the yellow sheep, then hung the yellow sheep on the wooden shelf, took out a sharp knife, cut the sheepskin little by little from top to bottom, and after a few minutes the yellow sheep was completely peeled. The sheepskin was discarded and quickly dried up, and became hard.

Cutting mutton is my best skill, in my memory, in addition to being good at carving radish flowers in my previous life, sometimes there are not enough people to serve as side dishes and meat tables, and the skill of cutting meat is practiced at that time.

The water splashes up and down in the copper basin, there are a few wild onions floating in it, a piece of thin meat like a cicada's wings is cut out in my hands, the frozen half-hard meat is easy to cut, my peeling knife is very sharp, cut on the tender mutton, as long as the trend of the blade is controlled, a piece of mutton falls into the pot like snowflakes, and the aroma wafts far away.

The tender lamb slices only need to stay in the pot for three to five seconds to be fished out, and then dipped in some secret sauce, beware that the delicious taste will bite the tongue.

Victor, Helena, Becky, and Caterina sat around and waited for the pieces of meat to fall into the pot of boiling water, while Caterina took the lamb out of the boiled yellow lamb in a copper basin with a colander and distributed it to the plate of the three daughters of Victor.

Ying Li clumsily shoved the slices of meat into his mouth with a fork and blew on the plate from the hot slices of lamb — delicious and reserved.

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It used to be a large oak forest, but now it looks like a large oak forest has been cut down, leaving only huge stumps, and maybe in a few years, when the stumps are completely rotten, this will be the best place to pick mushrooms.

The huge oak trees were almost as thick as two people holding hands together, and the felled oak trees were cut off by an axe and sawn into sections of logs that were stacked together, and after a period of time, the logs were broken with a saw, and sawed into square sleepers.

This oak forest was the earliest lumber yard, and the barbarian slaves had cut down a lot of oak a year earlier and placed it here to dry, and the oak timber was originally going to be shipped out and asked the carpenters to make some oak barrels.

Before the wood could be made into barrels, Bernd and I changed our minds and decided to build a light track between the underground warehouse and the ground.

So after a month, all these oaks became sleepers.

These barbarian slaves are naturally brute force, and it is not difficult for them to cut wood, and in the past few years I have hunted more than 600 barbarians outside the city of El, and they have all been cut off their left ears and become my slaves.

At present, there are only more than 60 barbarian slaves in the lumberyard here, and the remaining 500 or so barbarian slaves live in the quarry, after all, the mining of strip stone is the main thing.

Before I was going to build the town of Trum on the Hierro plane, I originally wanted to build a mountain town on the pass of the circular valley, so I didn't need a long strip of stone.

When the barbarian slaves came to the lumberyard one after another, I finally met the leader of the barbarian slaves, Jacob was elected by all the barbarians.

At over three meters tall, he looked like an iron tower, and he looked stronger than the Minotaur Ruka.

His muscles bulged, his veins stretched under his skin, his face tattooed with totemic tattoos, he wore only a pair of rough leather trousers, his shirt was bare, his skin was very white, and he was covered with scars of all kinds, he was the strongest of these barbarian slaves, and with wariness in his eyes, he came up to me and crouched down on his knees to show his submission.

"You want to see me?" I asked, coldly, as I sat down on a tree stump, leaning forward.

No Northerner would have had any affection for the Barbarians, no matter how powerful they were at their feet, and the Northlanders and Barbarians were mortal enemies until the Barbarians stopped plundering the province of Sloyt.

"Yes. "He spoke loudly, like a subwoofer, and his voice was deep and deep.

"What's the matter?" I asked, stiffly.

If I hadn't needed them to dig up rocks and cut wood, they would have been corpses long ago, not slaves in the Willow Valley.

"We're going to eat meat. Jacob's voice was low, like a growl coming out of his throat, and perhaps he thought it would scare me or bring me to my knees.

Sometimes, I even feel that it is very luxurious to provide them with three meals a day, and as for the occasional pork leg provided to these barbarian slaves before, it is purely because the orcs have a surplus of meat to hunt, and even if they are not fed, the remaining meat will be dried into raw jerky, and I personally dislike raw jerky.

It is not easy to transport grain from the outside to the Xinliu Valley, and the most serious problem faced is to transport bags of grain from the underground warehouse to the orc village, and the grain has traveled this long way, relying on the orc warriors to carry it back little by little.

Sometimes it was easier to get prey than food, so it was not uncommon for a pig's leg to be fished out of the soup pot of those barbarian slaves in those periods.

However, now that all the prey caught by the orcs has arrived in the underground caves, the labor-intensive natives of Hiero need to replenish some meat.

"What qualifications do you have for meat?" I asked him contemptuously as I strode over and lifted his chin with my hand.

Jacob, the leader of the barbarian slaves, stared at the triangular eyes, and a flame burned in his gray eyes,

"There is no free lunch in the world, you have to prove your worth, logging and quarrying can only drink vegetable porridge, or when you don't need to quarry and cut wood one day, even vegetable porridge is a delicacy for you. I stood in front of him and said to him.

"Value?" Jacob's gray pupils shrank slightly, and his voice was a little dazed.

"Yes, value!" I said.

Jacob's deep voice burst out of his throat: "We barbarians are born to fight! We are good at fighting! We want to fight!"

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