"Roar?" Yao Chen's heart moved, and he turned around and said, "I'll give you five hundred gold coins and sell them to me!"

"Five hundred gold coins ......" Bazihu hesitated for a moment, but smiled apologetically, "This boy, you are half a beat slower, and the goods that have been sold are not easy to change." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In this way, how about you discuss with the comprador of the cold wind mine?" Seeing Yao Chen with a large group of guards, all of them were full of masters, and his tone was much more respectful.

"Discuss a fart!" Yao Chen was already unaccustomed to the slave trade, and now he wanted him to discuss with some cold wind mine comprador, so he was immediately unhappy, and couldn't help but scold. Dongfang Chenxi glanced back at Yao Chen, Yao Chen immediately regretted dying, why didn't he pay attention to his image!

"Actually, I wanted to scold for a long time...... One look at the mustache is hateful. Dongfang Chenxi smiled. Yao Chen was immediately grateful, Chenxi was so understanding.

"Niu Li. Dongfang Chenxi looked at Niu Li. After all, Niu Li was mixed in the Nangong family, and he was still very experienced in looking at the color of the master, and immediately his body flickered, and the two big men who were originally holding the orcs suddenly flew out left and right, and in a flash, Niu Li had already returned with the orcs, and even the iron chains were pinched and broken, freeing the orcs' hands and feet.

"Good skills. Yao Chen praised, and Niu Li immediately said with a smile, "Childe said with a smile." ”

"Smack!" A money bag was thrown on the stage, Yao Chen was no longer interested in staying, and turned around and left with Dongfang Chenxi.

"Childe, hey, wait!" Bazihu picked up the money bag and checked it, although he shouted in his mouth, he didn't take action, jokes, as soon as one of the guards made a move, his two silver-level thugs seemed to have to give garbage to still far away, for a slave who had already given money, he couldn't do it.

Bazihu didn't want to offend people, but some people were not happy to let Yao Chen and others leave.

"Your Excellency, please stay!" a fat man in brocade stepped forward and clenched his fists slightly, "In the comprador Zhang He of the Lower Cold Wind Mine, Your Excellency should know the rules, and the timpani hammer strikes, this thing is the goods of our Cold Wind Mine!"

"Cold Wind Mine?" Yao Chen looked at the four guards who followed behind Zhang He, two silver, two gold, but he dared to come up and argue with his group of gold-level spirits, it seemed that the backstage was very hard.

"The Cold Wind Mine is an industry under the rule of the Great General Ma Zhen of the Liaoyuan Empire, Your Excellency won't know the Great General Ma Zhen!" Zhang He sneered slightly.

"General, Ma Zhen?" Yao Chen really didn't know, looking at Dongfang Chenxi, he felt that Dongfang Chenxi knew everything.

"Ma Zhen, one of the eight generals of the Liaoyuan Empire, a strong war king, has been stationed in the Liaoyuan Empire and the Western Regions for a long time. Dongfang Chenxi really knows, explain it to Yao Chen.

"Well, it's very powerful, the king of war, and he is still a general. Yao Chen nodded, but looked at Zhang He's eyes and teased, "Ma Zhen is amazing, but he's not here, I can pinch you at will now, can you ask Ma Zhenfei to save you?"

"You!" Zhang He originally thought that as soon as Ma Zhen's name came out, everything would be over, but he didn't want to meet a stunned young man who didn't know how to advance or retreat, and was about to get angry, but he remembered that his side was now weak, and it was he who suffered, so he had to swallow his anger and said hatefully, "Good boy, let's see!"

"I'm afraid of you!" Yao Chen shot back loudly, his face was blue with anger, when had he ever suffered such a loss in front of everyone.

"Don't make a fuss, it's not a shame. Dongfang Chenxi pulled Yao Chen and gave him a blank look, "What do you have to say to that dog-fighting guy." ”

Zhang He, who had not gone far, heard that he was even more injured than being provoked by Yao Chen, and he was already angry and left quickly.

Niu Li and the others glanced at each other, originally thinking that Dongfang Chenxi was quiet and elegant, but now it seems that it is not such a good and easy character, could it be that Yao Chen took it badly?

Yao Chen smiled and left with Dongfang Chenxi, feeling refreshed.

The orc followed in a daze, not yet figuring out what was going on, but his intuition told him that it was definitely better to follow this boy than to follow someone else.

"What's your name?" Yao Chen called over to the orc.

"My name is Gnom. The orc urn sounded the urn airway.

"From the Blackstone Tribe?" Yao Chen asked.

"No!" Gnom shook his head, "We're only temporarily joining the Blackstone tribe, we have our own tribe......"

"Roaring Tribe?" Yao Chen stopped and looked at Grimm. Gnom's eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "Yes, you know the Roaring Tribe?"

"Why don't you know, thousands of years ago, the big tribes that crisscrossed the Western Regions roared tribes, well, and the chieftain Zhan Ge. Yao Chen nodded, "What is the current status of the Roaring Tribe?"

"Not very good," Gnom said in a deep voice, "since the great Wargo chieftain disappeared a thousand years ago after leading the tribe against the undead, the Roaring tribe began to decline, and a hundred years ago it was forced to disband the tribe...... But the roar never goes away!"

"The Wind Shadow Tribe of the Night Elves, the Blood Shadow Tribe of the Blood Elves, how is it now?" Yao Chen asked with a frown, feeling a little bad in his heart.

"You know these two tribes, too?" said Gnom in surprise, "Now, there are very few people who remember the former Friends of Roar, Wind Shadow and Blood Shadow, except for the descendants of the Roaring Tribe...... They disappeared hundreds of years ago and are nowhere to be found. ”

"Disappeared?" Yao Chen was puzzled, "The two big tribes at that time just disappeared?"

"I don't know......" Gnome shook his head.

"How did you end up being treated as a slave trader?" asked Dongfang Chenxi.

"Hmph, we have temporarily taken refuge in the territory of the Blackstone Tribe, and although the Chief of the Blackstone Tribe, our leader is friends, many of the other members of the Blackstone Tribe, are not friendly to us...... I was framed by those guys. Gnome said angrily, "Those people of the Blackstone tribe, colluding with the Imperial people, betraying the legacy of their ancestors, they are the traitors of this land!"

"Can you take me to the Blackstone Clan, where you live temporarily?" Yao Chen proposed. Gnomm hesitated, shook his head, and said, "Not yet......"

Yao Chen knew that he hadn't gone to Gnoam's trust, so he was not in a hurry to find the remnants of the Roaring Tribe, since he had just arrived in the Western Regions, he would simply visit for a few days to see the specific situation in the Western Regions.

"Niu Li, you go and take a look, find a better inn to settle in. Yao Chen commanded, he would not worry about Niu Li running away at all, following him was the best choice. Niu Li is naturally very aware of his current situation, decisively corrected his position, and became Yao Chen's guard captain, and naturally tried his best to do what Yao Chen ordered.

Karaka Town is located at the intersection of trade routes along the Blood Blade Mountains, with a large flow of people and many inns, Niu Li quickly settled on one and took Yao Chen and the others to eat and stay.

That night, Yao Chen and Dongfang Chenxi were talking in the guest room, discussing the spiritual power link exercises written by Niu Li, and they were talking happily, but they heard the noise of people outside the inn. As soon as Yao Chen sensed it, he already understood what was happening, and said to Dongfang Chenxi, who was puzzled, "It's a group of clans that have clashed with the imperial army...... Well, there is a question about food supply......"

"Let's see?" Dongfang Chenxi was idle, and he was interested.

Outside the inn.

An old orc, with dozens of angry orcs or elves standing behind him, confronted with an Imperial army in the street.

"Riel, old fellow, get out of here with those idiots of yours!" an officer-like man in the Imperial army yelled at the old orc, "I can tell you, this is the general of the Liaoyuan Empire, Ma Ji! If General Ma is angry, you won't be able to cut off ten heads!"

"General Ma Zhen of the Liaoyuan Empire has an agreement with our Canghu tribe to provide us with 800 carts of grain in exchange for tens of thousands of soldiers of our tribe to open up a magic crystal mine passage for the Liaoyuan Empire's army! Now we have killed and injured thousands of people and fulfilled our promise, and your promise, may I ask the general, when will it be fulfilled!" The old orc said in a deep voice, his eyes were firm, and he did not look at the officer who spoke, but stared at a man in civilian clothes who had been silent.

The man was about forty years old, very spirited, and he was the first man in the whole army, and he was the general Ma Ji as the officer said.