Outside the tent, the shadows of the two old men in the grass swayed with the swaying of the firelight, and the quiet night seemed to be whispering with the wind of the world, the wind shook the burning flames, bent the grass, and drove the distant leaves to rustle.

"Cangyuan Heart?" Mu Lao shook his spirit, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"You don't want to think about it, the five major families will fight for this small vein, just that vein is dispensable for them, what they really want is the heart of Cangyuan here!" The second elder could afford to drink Xing Lao's face was flushed, and he was slightly drunk, and his bright eyes looked at Mu Lao with the light of wisdom.

"Well, it can't be!" Old Man Mu shook like a rattle and said with great conviction: "How could it be that thing, something that disappeared hundreds of years ago!"

"The long river has changed! Some places that were once sealed have gradually begun to appear on this continent, the giants of the eye of the storm, and the spirits of the tidal sea....... All this heralds the beginning of a prosperous era. And those things that have disappeared in the long river of time will also reappear with the cultivation of this continent!"

"Empty old man, empty old man, you still haven't given up! That's a legend, and only you still believe in it!" Mu Lao was a little overwhelmed, and the whole person was drunk and began to swing.

The mind has begun to spin, standing up and swaying towards the back, the second elder looked at the old friend who was already drunk, smiled and shook his head, in the blink of an eye, the old man died.

The second elder sat and stretched his waist, lay down comfortably, and muttered in his mouth: "I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for joy!" There was a happy smile on Hongppu's face, but two lines of tears were left in the corners of his eyes...... The aboriginal village in the northern suburbs, gathered a large group of people, the ball of light suspended in mid-air illuminated the ruins, there were magicians from the law enforcement team, commanding and dispatching at the scene, several earth element giants in the ruins of the village carried the wood under the guidance of the magician to pile the wood aside, some earth magicians were cleaning up the ruins here, a large area of open space was cleared out, a dwarven master in the crowd was holding a quill and scribbling on the paper, muttering something in his mouth, pointing at the surrounding places, the dwarven master stood around all the high-level magicians of the Magic Association, and some were magic deacons。

Suddenly, under the impetus of their magic, the wooden attic rose from the ground, and more and more residents gathered outside the ruins, and the wooden building had a somewhat elegant atmosphere, that is, the few rough Chinese characters with the dragon Teng, and I was secretly happy to see it at the moment.

This is where the Magic Association promised to help them rebuild the village, and no one expected that overnight, the Magic Association dispatched ten high-level magicians, twenty middle-level magicians, and fifty beginner-level magicians, and this time invited five dwarven architects to participate.

The original mud houses were gone, and one dwelling after another was built in the same alleyway, and the surviving people of the village knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to them.

An older magician smiled and lifted everyone up, thinking apologetically saying sorry to them. An entire village has been re-established with the concerted efforts of these people!

The dwarven master held the last manuscript in his hand, looked left and right, and asked the people around him, but received no response.

sighed and rolled up the drawings, muttering in his mouth: "Your president Xiao Mu is too unreliable, you called me here and don't know where to run, does this magic tower still need to be built?"

It's a letter to you!

The dwarf dragged his long beard and complained disapprovingly with a straight face. Several high-level magicians around shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and it was the dwarven clan's "Jay."

"The master dares to call his own president Xiao Mu. The master of the dwarven clan is now 300 years old, and in his words, when he worked in the Magic Society, the president didn't know where to play with mud in his open crotch pants and in which corner. "Jay

The master looked at the masterpiece he designed with satisfaction, there are few people on this continent who can plan this area so well in a short period of time. He kept nodding, walking around, taking out a jade gourd from his arms from time to time, and taking a sip of wine comfortably, he has been in the human world for hundreds of years, watching the Magic Association be established in a chaotic period and become such a behemoth today. They often bring their splendid silk and silk from the human world, as well as food, back to the dwarven tribes. "Zidler!

If there is any mistake in the area you are responsible for, you can pack up and go back to the tribe for me, don't come out and embarrass me!

Jay drank a little wine, and his nose was red, but he looked cute to outsiders. "Master, don't worry, I'm determined to surpass you!

The young dwarf, Zidler, replied with a grin, baring his white teeth. "Okay, everyone will say big things, everyone speed up, it will be dawn in a few hours, but I sent a message to Xiao Mu patting his chest and saying that it can be done.

If any of you mess with me, you don't have to talk about it when you ask me for something in the future!

"Don't worry, Master Jay, it's not like we've worked together once or twice, and we've already been caught.

Guaranteed to complete the mission beautifully!

"You're the kid who can coax me the most

Jay smiled and looked at the young magician beside him, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became! Not far from the ruins, the residents who had lost their homes gathered together to drag the carts, pulled a lot of things, and placed them around to wait, the children and the old people were already sleepy and asleep, and those young people, busy serving tea and water to these people, saw how happy the former village had been improved! Zhou Xiaoyun pulled a small cart alone, the car put his parents' tablets, and a half-person tall big box, the whole person held the tablet in his arms, lying on the big box, his feet were raised high in the back, a pair of eyes looked at the front longingly, and the medal was placed in the box and said happily to the tablet: "Dad, Mom, look, that is our village, we can finally go home, and I cried with my head buried in my head."

The parents of this clever and innocent child died in the conspiracy of the City Lord's Mansion. His parents lost their lives in that rebellion, and Xiaoyun lost the last relatives in this world at that moment, living alone, earning a little money every day by leading the way for travelers, and the schools in the towns were only accessible to the children of some big clans.

I once secretly climbed over the wall and secretly eavesdropped on the teacher's lecture, and my tablet was secretly learned from there.

All of a sudden, the little guy misses her sister Longqin a little...... The latest chapter of the long river against the current, chapter 83, new changes, website: