In the area under the jurisdiction of the Dark Elf Kingdom, the spatial plate is unstable, and it is very prone to cracks in different dimensions. Nine out of ten forging equipment have a different dimensional atmosphere, and outsiders come here to punch red letters, which is called "Shenhao".

- "Arad Naturalist Chronicles"

The residence of the Dark Elf Krentt is located somewhere in the Afarian camp.

Usually there are very few people here, but today there are five uninvited guests.

"Hey, anyone?" Hans knocked on the door with his hand.

About half an hour passed.

"Crunch", the door suddenly revealed a gap, and the people inside glanced outside with their eyes.

"The sky is up," a lazy voice came out of the crack in the door.

When Hans heard this inexplicable sentence, he was stunned for a while.

"Be friends again", he barely managed to squeeze out a few words.

"Bang!" The door closed immediately.

Everyone looked at each other.

"What's this attitude?"

"What bullshit sky-plus?" Bob the Barbarian got impatient.

"Come, let me come," he said, walking to the door and knocking on it vigorously.

"Bang bang bang!" The knock on the door was like a cannon fire.

"The sky is up", this time the door didn't open, and a voice came out of nowhere.

"Kitchen knife in hand!" , Bob yelled.

"Damn", there was a scolding sound in the room, and there was no response.

Bob was annoyed.

"Believe it or not, I'll pull you birdman out of the bed!"

At this time, Yang Jian's figure flashed and blocked in front of him.

"Bob, don't be impulsive, come for me".

Bob flashed to the side in a puff.

Yang Jian knocked lightly on the door.

"The sky is plus", there is still that unnutritious sentence in it.

Yang Jian's eyes revealed a kind of arrogance that had been silent for a long time.

That is the spirit of hegemony that only local tyrants have.

He shouted confidently: "The magic sword is in hand!"

This imposing sentence immediately reacted.

Inside the door, there seemed to be a thunderclap in the void.

"Punch in red!"

Yang Jian stepped forward and pushed the door.

"Spend a lot of money!"

The door opened as if it were unlocked.

Inside the door, a young man with flowing hair, crossed his hands, and looked at Yang Jian and his party with a smile.

What is surprising is that his ears are dark purple and pointy long ears!

"Lord Krent," Yang Jian stepped forward and stretched out a hand.

"President Yang Jian", Krent held out a hand.

The two hands were clasped tightly together.

"Lord Boken said that there is a discount for you to force the red letter here", Yang Jian stared at Krent's lilac eyes.

"Hahahaha", Krent smiled heartily.

"When, when you come to me to type a few red letters, I promise to have a discount."

"Certainly, definitely", Yang Jian said repeatedly.

"But I came here today to borrow your two-legged flying dragon."

Yang Jian explained the purpose of this trip.

Krent smiled slyly.

"There are five people here, big and small, and you have to divide them several times to go down the mountain, and I'm afraid you will have to pay some freight."

Hearing this, Yang Jian took out a cashier's note from his pocket, signed his name, and then handed it to Krent.

"I, Yang, have always spoken and counted", Yang Jian's eyes flashed.

"Next time, I'm going to force a red letter at your place, and the money will be regarded as an appointment in advance."