There are quite a few houses in it, but the specifications of that house are really flattering. Some houses are very short, very small, even less than two meters high, and some houses are very tall and uneven, very ugly.

This is not surprising, humans who are generally around 1.7 or 8 meters tall will build houses more than two to three meters high, while goblins who are less than one meter tall and dwarves who are generally about one meter tall will not build houses that tall unless they are sick.

An Fei remembered that he had listened to a story told by a bard in the Holy City, the protagonist of which was a human hero whose hero was admired by various intelligent races, and he was warmly welcomed by the dwarves, who gave the hero his collection of the best weapons to the hero, and the dwarves praised the dwarves' craftsmanship while wielding the weapons, and the dwarves were praising the hero's deeds, and finally the hero lived in the dwarven village chief's house, was warmly entertained, and gave birth to a love story that died without a problem.

I have to admit that there is always a huge gap between the facts and the story, and the people in the house are so high, they have to keep their heads down when they walk in, otherwise they will definitely go up to the ceiling and wave their weapons? Weapons that are only suitable for humans, and then put the weapons away and wait for a hero to appear, and they spend countless precious materials, pay countless sweat and sweat just for a wait!

Living in the house of the dwarven village chief is even more boring, thinking about how many beds are needed for the dwarves to sleep in a short bed, and they need to be together to sleep alone?I have a love affair with a dwarf girl...... It was even more incredible, An Fei imagined the scene of himself holding little Shari in his arms and kissing and caressing, and couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Suzanne with concern.

Praise the great ** power!! fortunately, everyone has the right to hide their thoughts, if Suzanne knew that An Fei was thinking about Shari at the moment, where would she still talk so concerned?

"Nothing, it looks like we're going to put some effort into the work. An Fei hurriedly smiled.

"You don't have to work anyway if you're afraid of anything. Suzanne smiled.

Steel is refined, experience, courage, and wisdom are also refined, and strength is also refined, so the cheek is even more refined! Yesterday, I held hands with An Fei for the first time, Susanna's face was red and her heart was beating again, and then she stammered when she looked at the stars and listened to An Fei's story, and now their hands are pulled together again, but Suzanne has become much more natural.

And Suzanne also felt that An Fei was always staring at her feet, so in the early hours of the morning, after Suzanne got into An Fei's carriage, she took off her little boots early, and the snow-white jade toes had been dangling in front of An Fei's eyes for a whole day.

"There's a lot more to it than just work. An Fei smiled, Susanna's little hand was so soft in his palm, it was hard to imagine that a hand that could wield powerful destructive power could be so soft and so feminine.

"Can I come in?" said Chris's voice outside the carriage.

"No, you can't. An Fei replied flatly.

"What are you doing!" Suzanne was anxious and disgusted, and Anfei glanced at Anfei and didn't let Chris come in, maybe they thought they were doing something embarrassing with Anfei in the carriage, "Chris, come in!" Suzanne said as she pulled her hand out and covered her little feet with her skirt.

"You two are really ......" Chris couldn't laugh angrily: "Anfei, come out quickly, you're about to enter the town!"

"Susanna, don't go out, you're our trump card. An Fei smiled.

"Hmm. Suzanne replied sweetly. She may not be so happy to be valued by others, and the meaning of being valued by Anfei is different.

An Fei got out of the carriage, and Feller, who was acting as a coachman, gave way to the side to make way for An Fei to sit somewhere, An Fei slowly looked at Moramachi Town, maybe because of the relatively large convoy, no one came up to look for trouble, there were shadows shaking in those large and small houses, as if observing himself.

"Chris told Black Eleven to set up camp outside with his men, let's go inside. An Fei said softly.

"Okay. Chris nodded.

The convoy was divided into two, four, or five carriages, and slowly drove into the town, and the rest of the carriages all stopped outside, and a short distance away, a relatively small empty field appeared in front of them, and a large bell hung under a tall old tree, which was obviously the prop used by the leader here to summon the villagers.

Feller went and rang the bell. An Fei said

Feller was stunned: "No one will come out." ”

Ferrer nodded wordlessly, but before he could jump out of the carriage, a muffled snort came from a relatively tall house in front of him, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman rushed out of it.

As soon as the woman ran two steps, a werewolf chased after her, and grabbed the woman's head, the woman let out a muffled grunt of pain, and her head involuntarily raised up, and at the moment when she raised her head, a cold glint flashed in An Fei's eyes, and he recognized the woman.

"Barack, let her go, she's my benefactor!!" Several werewolves rushed out of the alley corner on the left with a roar.

The werewolf seemed to be wounded, his left arm was wrapped with strips of cloth of various colors, and he limped when he walked, and he stood side by side with the other two werewolves, glaring at each other.

The werewolf named Barak shook his head slowly, and said slowly, "She used to be my slave now. ”

"What do you mean, Barack, insulting me?!" the werewolf roared.

Barak smiled contemptuously and ignored the other party, instead turning his head and glancing at An Fei and the others.

"Ann Fei, they're acting, aren't they?" Ferrer said softly.

"They're not acting, I don't know, I just know that the woman isn't acting. An Fei said slowly: "You go and ring the bell." ”

Feller walked up to the bell in a few steps, grabbed the hanging stake and struck it with great force, and the bell seemed heavy, but the sound was not small, and it was estimated that it could be heard within a radius of several miles.

The werewolves could hear the bells, but they didn't look back, and the townsfolk didn't come out to leave Feller alone, and the werewolf named Barak snorted heavily, and dragged the woman's head to turn around and walk back into the house.

"Barack, I'll let her go one last time!" the werewolf roared.

"Bergman, you make it clear to me, I'll have the final say here!" Barak said coldly.

"It used to be now...... An Fei said as he walked forward, learning Barak's slow and logical tone, "I'll let her go right away!"

The woman noticed that An Fei had an ecstatic look in her eyes, but unfortunately her hands were tied behind her back, and her mouth was stuffed with rags, so she could only struggle hard while desperately winking at An Fei.

"What are you *** thing!" Barak turned to An Fei, with a murderous glint in his eyes, seeing that the number of people in the convoy was relatively large, he originally wanted to continue to observe for a while and make decisions, but An Fei provoked him, which he couldn't tolerate.

"Humans, get out of here, it's none of your business!" the werewolf named Bergman said coldly. Although Amphi's goal is also to get Barak to let people go, he obviously disdains to stand in the same trench as humans.

An Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said lightly: "I spent hundreds of gold coins to buy the right to use Moramachi Town, but I didn't expect that I would have to manage a group of beasts that couldn't even speak. "Although a lot of plans have been set before, but the plans have to change with the actual situation, it seems that the status of the werewolf here is very high, he originally wanted to use this to fight one side and win over the other, who knows that both sides have shown hostility towards him, so at this time he must make an extremely tough posture, otherwise how can he stay in Moramachi?!

"What did you say?!" Barak pointed at Anfei as if he was about to fight. He cared about Chris, who was on the side of the convoy, and Anfei looked unthreatening, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"I hate it when people point their fingers at me. An Fei said lightly.

"What about you?!" This time it was Barak's turn to provoke.

An Fei shook his head, his eyes suddenly swept into the air, his expression was a little stunned, in fact, this kind of action is difficult to deceive people, An Fei just let it go, whether he was deceived or not, he didn't care, but the werewolf named Barak straightened his brain, and followed An Fei to look up.

At the moment when Barak looked up, An Fei had already grabbed his finger, and then he felt a sharp pain coming from his finger, and when Barack was about to fight back, a black An Fei fist had hit his protruding nose in front of him, and Barak screamed and flew out upside down.

"Beasts are beasts, it's really *** dirty!" An Fei felt some slippery liquid on his hands, and God knows what it was, took out a sweat towel to wipe his hands, and then threw the sweat towel to the ground.

Barak rolled over and crawled up, his eyes had turned blood-red, gray-white fluff stood up, his body was gradually getting taller and thicker, the werewolf's nose was much taller and more fragile than that of humans, and it didn't collapse after being hit so hard, Barak's combat power was still very strong.