Yang Bing's magic is not powerful, just being able to cast magic makes these low-level creatures in the tavern fearful and surprisingly quiet, but when he heard Yang Bing's promise, he began to slowly become lively again, indeed since the caravan came once, it will come a second time, this time in a hurry did not prepare enough gold coins, and when the caravan arrived for the second time, he could concentrate all his strength to resell it and make a fortune.

People with a little bit of brains have already gathered together to discuss the matter of uniting together and following the caravan back to purchase directly on the surface.

A crisis was suppressed, Yang Bing looked at the creatures that were not fighting his convoy, but he was quite satisfied with his performance, as for those who secretly contributed to the trouble, they were all small minions, there was no need to bother to find them out, behind them, it was obvious that those who were dissatisfied with the rule of the dark elves.

Seeing that the people in the tavern were ignited by their enthusiasm, Yang Bing decided to add another fire to them, only to hear him slowly speak: "Since everyone is here, I won't ask you to run in vain, today's consumption here is all recorded in our account, which is our gratitude for your support, and I hope you will take care of it in the future." ”

"Good ......"

In Nanger City, in addition to the dark elves, there are naturally no real rich merchants, and these are all people who have some spare money in their hands, Yang Bing's little favor and small favor immediately pushed the tavern to **, and the large barrels of wine were served, and in the noisy atmosphere, Yang Bing was forgotten by the happy creatures who drank it.

Yang Bing, who had a very bad taste, was naturally not interested in drinking the coarse wine here, and after glancing at the noisy atmosphere, he squeezed out of the tavern, and then prepared to walk to the market to have a look, but he was stopped by a female dark elf at this moment.

"Hello, Dear Mr. Magician, my name is Brenda. Wade, you can also call me Brenda, and if you want to visit the city of Nangal, I am very happy to be your guide. ”

Yang Bing was originally considered to be Alex's entourage, so naturally he wouldn't get much attention, but the magic he just revealed made him instantly double in the eyes of those who had a heart.

As soon as the caravan with huge supplies appeared in Nanger City, it immediately became the object of competition among all forces in the city, and Yang Bing's stay in this hotel was not arranged at random, this industry was of course controlled by the dark elves, and Yang Bing's identity as a magician made him a key investment object.

"Accompanied by beautiful elves, I want to visit Nangar City, it must be a very pleasant thing."

Yang Bing deliberately said "elf" to see Brenda's reaction, although Brenda tried her best to cover it up, but through Yang Bing's careful review, she still saw her disgust with the word, it seems that the surface elf and the dark elf are not just misunderstanding so simple.

"Nanger is just a small town, I don't know where you want to see first?" Brenda's attitude, although respectful, has lost the enthusiasm of the beginning.

"I want to go to the market to see your underground specialties, on the way, you can introduce me to your city, I can see that you are not very harmonious with the races here." Yang Bing didn't care so much, so he naturally said his thoughts.

Through Brenda's narration, Yang Bing slowly learned that the underground world is not only the city of the underground main city Fix, but also forms one city after another with the migration of races, and this Nanger is one of them.

Nangal's previous ruler was the Medusa clan, and the city lord was naturally Cecily, the queen of Medusa, and later a dark elf migrated here, as a race on the surface, the so-called alien household of the dark elves, naturally suffered from the bullying of the underground aboriginal race, but the dark elves who were quite united quickly adapted to the cunning and difficulties of the underground race, and gradually occupied a place in Nangal with their strength.

As the dark elves who once had glory on the surface of the earth, they were naturally not willing to be buried in the underground world, they concentrated a large number of coins to contribute to the underground master Tafei, who himself has a penchant for collecting shiny things as a dragon, but so many golden things sent by the dark elves are naturally called Taffy Longyan Dayue, Suo surname After the messenger of the dark elves revealed some words, Tafei immediately relented and gave Nanger to the dark elves, and quite generously allowed them to form their own army.

The dark cavalry was formed under such circumstances, and the dark cavalry, all armed by professionals, naturally did not live up to the expectations of the dark elves, and gradually stabilized the dark elves' dominance over Nangar City with one slaughter after another.

"Now there are no more people in Nanger who openly oppose us, but we still have many enemies, and the city lord will not let this batch of materials fall into the hands of the enemy." In Brenda's narrative, there is naturally no shortage of threats to Yang Bing, perhaps in her opinion, Yang Bing also has some rights to decide on material matters.

The hardships of life underground have deprived the dark elves of their grace and arrogance, and they have instead fallen into the cult of power, which is a combination of violence and blood.

Yang Bing looked at the somewhat fanatical Brenda, and his heart was full of pity for what happened to the dark elves.

"We are merchants, there are no enemies in the eyes of merchants, only interests, I will tell you to Lord Alex, now you just need to accompany me around your market, I hope to buy some interesting underground specialties to decorate my house." Although Yang Bing said this on the surface, he couldn't help but think of the magnificent castle under construction in his heart.

"The specialties of the underground are also very valuable to the surface, like our Nanger City, which produces a kind of fragrant wood." Brenda didn't refute Yang Bing, but just thought about it.

"Xiangmu?" Yang Bing repeated suspiciously.

"Yes, in the nearby underground river, you can often catch a kind of fragrant wood, unlike other woods that float on the water, they are sunk at the bottom of the water and washed by the water, because they burn with a special fragrance, so there are often surface human races come to buy this kind of thing." Brenda saw Yang Bing's doubts and explained with a faint smile.

"Terrans on the surface? Where did they come from? Yang Bing was naturally not attracted by the effect of fragrant wood, this kind of thing had no influence on him, but he asked about the Terrans on the surface, the Terrans he was in contact with now were all on the barren grassland, which also reminded him of the Terrans he saw when the convoy entered the city today, according to his observation, those people were definitely not on the barren grassland.

"They're coming from the direction of Fix, and there's a large passage to the surface near the Manticore's Tail east of Fix." Brenda didn't hide it, and replied naturally.

"Where are we on Fix?" After walking in the passage for so long, Yang Bing couldn't figure out the direction anymore, so he asked casually.

"The West." Brenda glanced at Yang Bing strangely before these two words popped out.

"Far away?" Yang Bing looked up at Tianhe and muttered.

"It's far away, and it's hard for things on the surface to circulate here, so everyone here is very interested in your goods." Brenda continued.

While speaking, the two of them had unconsciously come to the market in Nanger City, Yang Bing's convoy occupied a large territory in the market, a group of hell cave people and a few phantom archers and minotaurs were firmly guarding there, and there were a large number of dark elf soldiers standing next to them, depending on the situation, the dark elves had taken this batch of supplies as their own pockets.

Although Yang Bing's convoy occupies a large part of the market, other places are not crowded, because Nanger City has not yet formed a formal market scope, and most of the trading is barter, so naturally the tax generated by such a small transaction volume is not taken into account by the dark elves, and the surname Suo is just sending some soldiers to maintain order.

"It's really a barren place...... Yang Bing casually picked up some goods from the stalls passing by and watched, a big piece of black and oily I don't know what it is, this can also be taken out and sold? Yang Bing hurriedly threw it away and slapped his hands to himself, only to find that his hands were not stained with oil.

Curious, he picked up the piece from the stall again, but under closer inspection, his heart suddenly flooded with turmoil, his blood pressure rose, and his breathing began to be difficult.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?" Brenda turned red when she saw Yang Bing holding a common thing, and she didn't know what was going on, so she asked worriedly.

It wasn't until Shaoqing that Yang Bing calmed down, and then he covered it up and said, "It's okay, it's just the magic backlash caused by putting away the magic just now." (To be continued.) )