"Don't eat me, don't eat me, I have money, I'll give money!" Baal's mind flashed, didn't the legend say that evil dragons like money the most? "Great Black Dragon, I ...... I'm willing to give a thousand, oh no, no, I'm willing to give you five hundred gold coins as a bed, okay?"

"Shhh Five hundred gold coins! This price is not in this small town! Even in a nearby city, that is a huge fortune! You must know that the wage of a skilled worker in a big city who works hard for a whole day is only one gold coin, and a mercenary adventurer like them struggles in the mountains for more than ten days and comes out with only one or two gold coins, and if they are unlucky, they will have to put in more than ten days of rations or their own worthless lives!

That's 500 gold coins! 500 gold coins are enough to go to the city and do something else!

Thinking like this, several mercenaries in the front row suddenly had a bold idea, glanced at each other and quietly retreated from the crowd. They are all mercenaries temporarily hired by the miser Barr, and they have already touched this big mansion clearly in the past half a month, and they naturally know where to run with this crooked mind-the mercenary gold of three silver coins a day wants to make a few undisciplined mercenaries die? Three gold coins a day is still so likely to be lost.

The black dragon with excellent dark vision naturally saw those sneaky guys, but he didn't want to meddle in things, Lin Ze, as a dragon with thoughts and beliefs, was very different from those bewitching sluts who were full of money. In fact, if he hadn't developed to this extent this time, he wouldn't have planned to come out to borrow money from these kind-hearted landlords.

The cost is too great, and it would be bad if it was slaughtered by a mentally retarded believer of a mentally retarded god as a medal of success.

The black dragon's expression moved, and the two dependents on the other side had already succeeded, and he could almost run away. With a sense of resignation in his heart, the black dragon's attitude became tougher and tougher, and the chaotic aura on his body hit Barr's mind more and more, "Fatty, what you said is good, but I can't take these five hundred gold coins away, you see if you can borrow me a storage prop or something, Uncle Long, I will naturally pay you back when I have money in the future." ”

"That's really not it!" Barr was drenched in sweat, sweat running down the folds of his stubby neck, and his luxurious clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

"There's no storage space, you always have the gadgets worth five hundred gold, right?"

"Neither this nor this. Sweat was pouring into Barr's eyes, and his irritated squinting eyes became more and more invisible.

"Bah! How dare you be a big dog without anything?" said the black dragon, saying something that Baal didn't quite understand, and his vicious minions flew the crumbs of the slate.

"Great Mr. Black Dragon, I have an ancestral treasure here that will definitely be able to exchange it for five hundred gold coins for you!" Baal shuddered and dropped a white ring from his little radish-like index finger, "This is a magic prop produced by the elves, it can keep a clear head when worn on the body, and it is definitely worth five hundred gold coins!"

"Really?" Lin Ze smiled and waited for his dependents to escape from the town, casually pulled the ring on the ground in front of him, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, there was indeed a cold-biased aura on the ring that stimulated his brain, but the effect was average, this chill was not much more exciting for the sleeping young dragon than a little spittle on the face of Xingzi. However, he was disdainful, he still had to do a full set of acting, nodded with satisfaction, Lin Ze pretended to be and said: "Barr, you are very sensible, Uncle Long remembers you, and he will often come to you in the future!"

After saying that, the black dragon waved its dragon wings and returned to mid-air, flying into the night under the terrified eyes of everyone.

When things are in hand, the wind is blowing!

The dragon's flight is a very magical thing, although their dragon wings will also flap their wings to rise when they take off, but they rely more on their innate magical ability to lift their huge bodies into the sky. However, in order to hide people's eyes, Lin Ze slapped the air flow fiercely and rushed into the air, and the powerful air flow generated by the dragon wing's agitation instantly turned this courtyard that had lost its walls into what it looked like after the storm hit. The sky was not very clear, Lin Ze was dark again, with the help of the rising valley wind at night in the valley, the black dragon climbed above the clouds very easily, in order to hide his whereabouts, he even went around half a circle and returned to his own Pantanar from another mountain peak pass.

"Sir, your dinner is ready. The dutiful Loes commanded the other two servants to carry a freshly concocted roast bull for Lin Ze.

"Leave some food for Kang Rui and them, they will probably come back in the middle of the night. Lin Ze struggled back to sleep after eating hastily, if it weren't for the Pantanal before he finished building, he would have begun to sleep this time.

Ironhoof.

Barr, who had changed into clean clothes, was full of anger and rushed to the backyard with two black and thin guards.

"These sons of bitch, who deserve hell! I hired them kindly, and they even dared to take advantage of the fire to rob them!

The gray-haired old butler John waved his hand, and immediately a person left quickly to deal with the matter, and the old John pondered his tone for a while, and said: "Master, the other losses this time are not big, but that thing has not been found yet!"

"What?!" Barr's round face snapped wide, "to the long-eared ones...... Huh?"

Old John nodded silently, obviously affirming the most terrible conjecture in Barr's mind, "Did the group of dogs torture them?"

"Tortured, no result at all. Old John shook his head again and again, and his expression was extremely irritated.

Barr took a deep breath, his fat body could not use the action of "walking" at all, it could only be said to "roll" to a wooden stake on the side. He wasn't from Ironhoof in the first place, and the annual medicinal herb and fur business here wasn't a big deal for him, and these things weren't worth the sales he made in a random shop in a nearby city for a few days, and the real big deal was the business he did with the group of long ears in the mountains every year.

Exchanging food weapons for some magic props and best-selling elf-style items outside is his real big business, so the income he brings to him is about 100,000 gold coins. Of course, this kind of large-scale food and weapons business is naturally not something that any businessman can come up with, and he is just an errand for the big guys.

But now Barr feels like he might break his leg and throw it out to feed the dogs!

The food that can support an elf tribe for the winter naturally can't be transported by a casual convoy, otherwise it is estimated that Baal will not be able to go to this place and will be cleaned up by the nearby lords who are kind enough to suppress bandits. But now, it's okay, it's gone! Storage props are lost!

"It's just pity my little Natasha, I just set this little goblin in place, and I haven't ...... yet Alas, it's over!" In an instant, Baal's spirit seemed to have been drained in advance by the necromancer under the big man.

"Master, cheer up a little! This time the freight will never go back, but more than one or two people will die, haven't you heard that there will be a change of people above? You must cheer up!" Old John stomped his feet anxiously, this new master has just arrived, but there are many people staring at the fat difference here!

"Lord Rolf, Lord Rolf, no, no! It can't be like this! It must not be like this!" Barr seemed to think of something extremely terrible, and bounced on the spot, "Old John, you go and inform the group of Long Ears that their things have been robbed by the black dragon in the mountains, and push the pot on them! Just say that Long Ears has leaked the news of his own leak! I'm going to find someone, damn it! Lao Tzu gives those damn harpists so much money every year, it's time for them to pay them back!"

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