Chapter 82: The Worship Dragon Sect (Part II)

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is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

is coding words, first strive for full attendance, and soon change back

Looking at the dog heads around him who had no intention of fighting and only thought about 'flirting with their sisters', and the 'city guards' who were like arrows, but finally had a few more branches of the temperament, Liu Jingtian remembered that he was fighting the 'Tafilal Clan' and the 'Marrakech Coalition Army' outside, and he had been tossing for more than a month, and he hadn't returned to the base for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Miscalculation! Without Tersfilkin's thighs by my side, the speed of extracting teeth and recruiting dragon tooth soldiers has dropped greatly, and if I rely on my own regeneration, there will only be two or three a day...... Next time, no matter what, we must cultivate a sub-base leadership team, otherwise there will be more and more sub-bases in the future, and I will not be able to run away from exhaustion......"

Along the way, admiring the unfamiliar scenery of North Africa, as well as all kinds of plants that have never been seen before, the Great Demon King felt that the days were really fast: "It's time for winter, right? However, the climate here in Morocco is really strange, and I have also been to the Yangtze River Basin, so I remember that it was not so hot?"

The army passed through a series of small hills, and the scenery remained in the drizzle, but there were no more people—the mountain people were all tied up by kobolds and taken to Agadir.

A few days later, the team successfully reached the base camp: Agadir, which now has more than 50,000 human populations.

Xiao didn't come back for a month, and the general layout of the Doge's Palace remained largely unchanged, but there were many minor changes—many of the surrounding factories had been demolished, and there was a strange wooden building in the south, which, though unfinished, looked like a shrunken pyramid.

And the area is much more popular, in the past, only dogheads occasionally appeared on the surface, but now there are many more young people, dressed in fancy clothes, in and out of the nearby buildings.

It's just that on the rooftop of the Governor's Palace, Brother Long is being tied by a thick rope, but it's a pity that he is basking in the sun there.

Liu Jingtian was really too lazy to cover up, and spread his wings and flew directly to the governor's mansion.

"Dear children's shoes, thunder roar! Huh, Brother Long, what's wrong with you, what are you doing here?"

Liu Jingtian, an inhuman guy, flapped his wings with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, and landed on the rooftop with a thud, raising a lot of smoke and dust.

There were also a few black natives on the rooftop, serving Brother Long with fruit baskets. Seeing this vicious monster, they all let out a scream and ran away.

"Aren't you on a mission? How did you become like this? It can't be that the natives rebelled and tied you up, right?"

Brother Long's complexion is not bad now, but his tan is darker than Gu Tianle, and there is nothing wrong with the others. It's just that there is a long rope on the leg, and the pants are still made of iron...... Why is there a lock on it?

Brother Long was startled at first, and then immediately pounced: "Captain, you have to make the decision for me!"

Although Liu Jingtian was sluggish, he also felt that something was wrong when he saw the performance of the natives around him.

He has grown to the size of a horse (not counting the tail), and his purple membrane wings are spread, and the wingspan is close to ten meters. Such an astonishing 'monster' landed on the roof of the Governor's Palace, and everyone didn't jump off the building screaming and pee their pants, which was a problem in itself.

Isn't that really wrong? And why are the waiters here black?

Liu Jingtian was also a little panicked: "Hey, what's the matter with the rope on your leg? Also, where did the others go?"

Brother Long still looked heartless, he grabbed one of Liu Jingtian's fingers with a grin, squatted there and cut the rope with his claws: "Aren't I just too handsome, and I designed a few sets of clothes, my sisters are jealous of me and abuse me." They're giving lessons to the nuns, I don't know you're back, so captain, let's elope!"

"Shut up! Talking to you, I'm losing my ...... again."

Liu Jingtian kicked him over, flapped his wings and flew away.

In a small valley to the south, a secluded seaside valley is lined up with large salt pans. There are also a lot of human coolies and kobold caretakers, who are boiling salt in iron pots, and they seem to be in good order.

Halfway up the mountainside, there are rows of simple wooden houses, and not far away there is a high platform with a good view, on which stands a beautiful wooden villa, Xu Ping'an is holding on to the railing, where he is supervising the production of salt pans.

In the sky, a purple dragon suddenly plunged down - Liu Jingtian: "I knew that you would be here...... No, aren't you drying salt? Why did you change to boiling salt?"

Xu Ping'an: "Yo, are you back?" Hasn't it been raining a lot lately, and the weather is not so hot, so the efficiency of salt production is very low. I asked them to boil the concentrated brine to save some time in making salt. Anyway, we have a lot of straw, and we are not afraid of not having enough fuel. What did you do this time? Did you withdraw your troops from Marrakech?"

Liu Jingtian: "Don't mention it, I didn't want to conflict with them, so I tried to see if I could establish a smuggling channel." As a result, it accidentally became bigger, and now we have made it a 'casino and Moulin Rouge', which feels a bit out of control...... How's your development going? What kind of airplane are the adolescent trio doing?"

Xu Ping'an said twice, and didn't explain much: "They did a good job, what kind of battle nuns, Martian knights, and the Truth Tribunal...... Adolescent kids are terrible, so I didn't mix them up much......

"During this time, I kept inquiring about the Saharan trade route. Aren't you obsessed with the slave trade in Yanbaktu? Now, all the systems of Yantian have been perfected, and development is not a problem. Now we have enough men and camels, all of whom are reliable people, and as long as there are reliable guides to lead the way, we can set off for the desert!"

"It's good if it's not a rebellion......"

Liu Jingtian's heart was put back in his stomach.

When he returned to Agadir, he thought all the way. The kobold has grown up for too long, and he has to continue to brush the dragon tooth soldiers in the future, so he can't leave the golden thigh Tesfield.

But in this way, who will guard the thriving sub-base?

Moreover, in the future, there may be a large number of mercenaries pouring into the Tehenaut Oasis sub-base, and you can't let an unreliable outsider be the commander, right?

Thinking about it, the best candidate is naturally Xu Ping'an.

Let him build a sub-base while grabbing the baton of the mercenaries and killing two birds with one stone!

"Let me be the governor of the Tehenaut sub-base? Okay, it's not impossible, but the ugly words are ahead, I don't know how to train soldiers!"