"What? Puppet warriors are your followers? Viscount Weitu couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes rolled, and he almost turned his back on it. The jungle banshees around them were staring, and like Viscount Weitu, they felt completely speechless.

"What a mysterious half-elf!" That's all Viscount Weitu can say. The followers of this night half-elf, the Terrans, and the sturdy and brave puppet warriors, completely defeated the inherent thinking of Viscount Weitu.

"Uncle 616161616161" Li Jubing grabbed Zhang Yuan's arm and said coquettishly: "Let's go in and talk, I haven't eaten the hundred mushroom banquet in my hometown for a long time!" ”

"Okay, good" Viscount Weitu also saw that his niece's relationship with this dark night elf was a little ambiguous, and nodded with an extremely unnatural expression.

The jungle banshees picked up their weapons on the ground and led the way in front of each other. The tall fence door opened, and the banshee of the forest on the corner tower, with a bayonet in her hand, was lying on the wooden barrier, pointing condescendingly.

Inside the fence was a huge, empty quarry, and two or three hundred prisoners, dressed in tattered linen clothes and shackled with wooden shackles, pounded the ore blankly. Their eyes also saw the group of people passing by, these prisoners were shocked by the sudden appearance of several big beauties, whistles one after another, and the guards of the jungle banshee clan who oversaw the work around waved the leather whips in their hands, and kept cursing.

There was a prisoner with a long roe deer eyebrow who actually raised the cloth under his crotch and proudly fiddled with his bird at such a beautiful girl as Li Jubing. The surrounding prisoners also whistled. However, soon the prisoner's unbridled smile was quickly knocked back to its original shape by a huge fist.

King Kong, the leader of the puppeteers, coldly withdrew his fist, and the guy flew into the air and fell heavily on a piece of ore, covering his face in pain.

The huge and burly figures of the puppet warriors made this gang of miscellaneous people restrain their unbearable expressions. The puppet leader King Kong's fist can easily shatter a piece of granite, and this time he is already merciful.

"Who are these people?" Zhang Yuan asked Li Jubing in disgust. "This place is full of criminals from the Tree Demon Clan, and the one just now is the naturally Cun Zài among the Tree Demons." Viscount Weitu replied with a round of back.

"Didn't the Dryads join the Night Elf Sacrifice to guard the line of defense between the Hyjal Mountains and the Terrans? Why do their criminals need the Night Elf Priests to guard them? "Zhang Yuan is very strange.

"The Night Elf Sacrifice Clan guards the southern border of the Hyjal Mountain Range, and the Dryad guards the southern border of the Hyjal Mountain Range, and only a small part of the south is truly bordering the territory of the Orc Race, and only the most ferocious Tree Demon can make these races fearful. We, the Night Elf Priests, are not the main force, and most of our missions are for trade. So, sometimes we have to help the Dryads with other logistical tasks. Viscount Weitu said.

A group of tall figures in the quarry on the side of the road caught Zhang Yuan's attention, and this group of people was the only one who didn't look at them, and this uniqueness attracted Zhang Yuan's attention.

The prisoners were all burly in size, and under the mutilated bark clothes were their strong, powerful muscles. They are only a little shorter than the puppet warriors. According to Zhang Yuan's visual estimates, the height of these people has reached at least about two meters and a half.

As the puppet warriors passed, their eyes were drawn to their figures, these people held thick steel drills in their hands, and each time they chiseled, they always left a huge pit in the ore on the ground. The puppet warriors noticed a detail, the other prisoners were hammering the steel drills with their hammers, and they were sticking their hands into the stones, and their movements looked more like planting flowers than mining them.

Moreover, their shackles are all made of iron, which is also clearly different from the wooden shackles of other prisoners.

Between the strong and the strong, there will always be some sympathy, these tall backs felt the hot gaze passed from behind them, and slowly stopped what they were doing one by one, and slowly turned around.

Zhang Yuan was stunned, and the blood all over his body seemed to have forgotten to flow at this moment. The group all had an uncle-like body, slightly broad and angular lips, rough vegetative skin, and unyielding eyes that proved their identity.

"Tree Demon Leader?" Zhang Yuan opened his mouth wide and muttered, "You actually imprisoned the leader of the Tree Demon? "Zhang Yuan, they are not the leader of the Tree Demon who is allied with the Night Elf Clan." Viscount Weitu smiled.

Not a Dryad leader allied with the Night Elves? Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes, a little confused.

"Zhang Yuan, they are not the leaders of the Tree Demon who have allied with the Night Elf Clan." Viscount Weitu patiently explained to the hillbilly, "They are all wild Dryads, enemies who don't cooperate with us. ”

"Dryads?" Zhang Yuan and the puppet warriors looked at this group of strong men carefully in surprise, although the malnourished face had a vegetable yellow color, but they couldn't imagine that it was a strong tree demon clan.

"Hurry up, uncle 616161616161" Li Jubing said coquettishly: "My stomach is really hungry 616161616161" "Let's go" Viscount Weitu waved his hand and said: "My dear niece, I want to open the good wine that has been treasured for you for several years!" ”

The amount of food for these many people under Zhang Yuan's command made the chef of the Jungle Banshee Clan who was in charge of the food frown, and their group consumed a lot of the rations of so many people here with just one meal.

Especially the baby dragon, the small belly is almost to another world, and you can eat as much as you want. The big pigs in captivity were slaughtered three times before the bellies of these people were fed.

Viscount Weitu also felt the horror of the power consumption of these people, and he felt that his meager salary was about to be ruined in the hands of these people.

Zhang Yuan is a smart man, he took out all the clothes, tea and gems of his convoy force, and gave them all to Viscount Weitu.

"These gems are our food expenses." Zhang Yuan said very sincerely, he was thinking that if the other party shirked slightly, he would reluctantly take back half of it. "We're here to help." The middle-aged night elf priest didn't blink his eyes, and accepted it.

No way! Zhang Yuan pinched his thigh fiercely, why didn't he expect this guy to be the most shrewd and thick-skinned Night Elf sacrifice!

"Dear Mr. Zhang Yuan, are you going to go to the temple next to participate in the sacrificial assessment or are you going to continue your adventure?" Viscount Weitu summoned a Night Elf butler and took the gem properly.

"Of course, it's to participate in the assessment of the sacrifice." Li Jubing hugged Zhang Yuan's arm, and said with a yearning expression: "Zhang Yuan will definitely become the youngest legendary priest in the kingdom, maybe the main sacrifice is possible!" "That's what I thought, too." Zhang Yuantian nodded shamelessly and smiled.

"I'm going to take the assessment, and Li Jubing has naturally evolved the "Blessing Aura" to a high-level. According to the regulations, now she should also be able to advance to the Shenwei Sacrifice, and we are going to go to the temple together to help Li Jubing apply for this title and the exclusive magic weapon for the Zuò sacrifice. As soon as Zhang Yuan thought that he could get a fiefdom and play with himself as a lord, his face and heart blossomed.

"What?" Viscount Weitu almost jumped up and said, "Li Jubing actually has a natural evolution and promotion?" This 616161616161 how can this be 616161616161"

"Uncle 616161616161" Li Jubing hurriedly said: "This is all Zhang Yuan's credit, it was he who made me instantly comprehend the power of the moon night god." ”

"Uncle is really old" Lord Viscount shook his head, glanced at Zhang Yuan inadvertently, and said: "Hehe, I should be happy for Li Jubing, our tribe has finally produced a real divine sacrifice!" ”

"It is the result of Li Jubing's own efforts, and the wisdom of the moon and night god is everywhere." Zhang Yuanbiao's demeanor is completely like the most pious sacrifice. Viscount Weitu looked at Zhang Yuan for a long time, then at his niece, and sighed for a long time.

"Dear nephew, the neatness of appearance is a necessary act for a worthy priest, and the present attire is detrimental to your noble status. I still have some old clothes from your aunt in my room, you go and change them first. Viscount Weitu wanted to speak and stopped, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time before he said such a sentence.