What else is there to say about this, for this kind of unreliable guy, Mo Xuan had no choice but to agree, after all, while Paul coveted the weapons of Flame City, Mo Xuan also coveted the wealth of the Water Tribe, which no one had ever discovered.

"Why do you want to buy weapons, haven't you fought like that for thousands of years?" Mo Xuan asked with some curiosity, as to why the fish-people suddenly wanted to buy weapons, this was really a question worth exploring, which could satisfy the beating curiosity of the otaku mage.

"Uh, hehe, this, how do you say it!" Paul was obviously embarrassed, unwilling to say what Mo Xuan wanted to know.

But Mo Xuan could see from his performance that this secret was not an ulterior secret, and it could satisfy his curiosity.

Seeing that Mo Xuan had been staring at him without the slightest idea of diverting attention, Paul gritted his teeth and said the reason ruthlessly: "You know that we have a lot of fishmen. ”

Mo Xuan nodded, indicating that he knew that as far as Mo Xuan knew, the prince in front of him who seemed to be an underage was already the father of dozens of little fishmen so far, and all the terrestrial races had to be convinced at this point, compared to fertility, the terrestrial races were really not comparable to these guys living in the water.

"At the same time, there are many races!" Paul had to sigh at this point, perhaps the surnames of the races on land are not as many as those of the fishmen in the water.

Of course, Mo Xuan was also very emotional here, fortunately, it was basically an unattainable dream for the fish-people to live on land for a long time, otherwise the entire continent would be occupied by these creatures with very exaggerated fertility.

Paul's face was occupied by all kinds of emotions, anger, luck, depression, irritation, and even a hint of madness: "So there are many things that don't look at each other, and then fighting each other becomes a simple thing, just the other day, I fought a hard fight with a guy downstream, and of course, under my wise leadership, that guy was beaten by me and fled." Paul said with a triumphant look.

It's just that Mo Xuan on the side didn't believe this guy's words, if it was really like what he said, the current Paul would not have this expression.

It seems that there is still an inside story to dig up, thinking of this, Mo Xuan's face showed a light smile, this kind of specious expression was completely a skeptical smile in Paul's opinion, and then the calm look just now became flustered, not to mention that the flaws were all leaked by himself, and the handle was also sent to others by himself, this panic made Mo Xuan more sure of his thoughts, and the plausible expression on his face was more real.

After a half-stalemate, Paul looked discouraged and raised a hand: "Okay! ”

"Xiaosheng?" Mo Xuan's suspicion did not decrease, and the playful expression fell in Paul's eyes, making Paul's momentum lose another point.

Paul let out a sigh of frustration with a frustrated expression on his face: "Okay! I'm just a little bit of a win!" and made a small gesture with his webbed fingers, his expression was so serious at this moment that it even made people believe that he lost was true, that he was the truth.

It's just that Mo Xuan didn't believe it: "Little, a little, a little victory, really?" said Mo Xuan, who also gestured with both hands to make a very small meaning.

Paul's face stiffened, and his body movements began to be unnatural, he didn't know how Mo Xuan could see it, he always felt that his performance was in place, but he didn't expect to be recognized today: "Okay! Okay! How did you see it, we just had a tie." ”

Seeing Paul's performance, Mo Xuan knew that this guy still didn't tell the truth, but seeing this performance that was about to become angry, Mo Xuan decided not to mention this topic again.

Then Paul began to complain again: "You don't know, there are always those scenes in the water, I almost vomit after watching it for many years, there are no beautiful clothes, no perfect accessories, except shells are coral, or bones, oh my God, what a monotonous world I live in." ”

"Ugh. Mo Xuan didn't know how to answer, but in his heart Mo Xuan despised this kind of person who was never satisfied, to know how many people were happy that they could eat enough, and how many people were worried about not being able to eat, Paul's mentality was exactly the same as that of anorexics on the earth.

"Oh, don't talk about this, as soon as I talk about this, my mood will become very uncomfortable, I want to take a good look around this lively city now, I'll go first, goodbye!" said Paul and left his seat, without waiting for Mo Xuan to send him off, and left with a few of his men.

Suddenly, Paul poked his head out again and said to Mo Xuan, "By the way, don't forget my weapon." After speaking, he left without waiting for Mo Xuan to reply.

Mo Xuan smiled bitterly, what is this called! If it weren't for ・・・・・・, alas! Adults don't remember villains, forget it.

・・・・・・

"Hey, Marshall, do you think our mission will be successful? A down-and-out mercenary, stroking the simple iron sword in his hand, feeling the still sharp edge of the notched iron sword, while casually asking his companion beside him.

Marshall next to him frowned: "How do I know, but Dodger, when will your problem be corrected, if a person who knows our details is here, your big mouth will leak all the information." ”

"What are you afraid of, in this remote place, who will spy on our two down-and-out mercenaries? Dodge still didn't care about it, but from time to time he turned his head to look around, and it seemed that he still cared very much about what Marshall said: "We are two insignificant pawns, when will we be used, when will we be remembered, and we belong to the kind that basically will not be activated again after using it once, in other words, we are not very sure, what if we report the conditions we brought to the lord, and the lord is still not interested, or will not see us at all?" Dodge said worriedly.

Marshall wiped the fine sweat on his head and tightened his collar: "You said, we are just two insignificant pawns, how to arrange it, how we can do it, why do you think so much." ”

Dodge paused his pace, looked at Marshall and said, "Pawns like us should think more so that we can live longer." ”

"So what, can you change your fate?" Marshall's face, which had been slightly expressionless just now, returned to dead silence again, a dead silence that saw through the world.

Dodge glanced at his companion in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be a person with a story." ”

Marshall stopped talking, and Dodge was bored, and suddenly Dodge's face stiffened, and an atmosphere of horror burst out on him.

What's going on, as soon as Marshall, who felt that something was wrong, turned around, and then his face became as ugly as Dodge.

The two of them looked at each other, and at the same time saw their horror in each other's eyes, and then the two of them moved their bodies stiffly and carefully, for fear of being discovered by the terrifying existence.

The two who fled in the wilderness, after fleeing to a safe area, at the same time paralyzed and panting for breath, felt the preciousness of life at this moment, after all, they had just brushed shoulders with death.

"Damn, shit, shit, how can there be such a goddamn thing as the undead in this place, the priests!, where are they all dead, and the guys who have always thought they represent the will of God, why are there undead here!" Dodge shouted frantically.

"It is said that this place is the place where the bandits were slaughtered in Flame City, could it be that the necromancer has taken a fancy to the corpses there?" Marshall gasped and said his thoughts.

"Didn't you say that the bodies had been cremated?" Dodge clearly didn't believe Marshall's words, but in the information he knew, the bodies had been cremated.

"Oh my God! There are tens of thousands of corpses, how can they be cremated all at once, but there must be some corpses that have not been disposed of or burned, and these undead may be interested in that place. Marshall calmed down his mood and looked in the direction where the undead were found with a gloomy face: "Wait, the undead, the undead are not interested in corpses, they can only be interested in ・・・・・・." ”

"Necromancer. The two said in unison.

"Looks like there's a big problem here. Dodge muttered to himself: "Where there is a necromancer, there is usually a big problem!" Dodge was obviously troubled by the current situation, but thinking about it, Dodge's eyes lit up: "Marshall, I think we have a way to meet that lord." ”

Marshall wasn't stupid, and as soon as Dodge said this, he understood what Dodge meant: "You mean necromancer!"

"Ha, you're such a smart man, and of course so am I. Dodge boasted proudly, and then his face changed: "Let's hurry to Flame City, I hope this necromancer doesn't go far, I never found out that these corpses and bones can be so cute." Dodge also whistled as he spoke, and it was obvious that Dodge was very complacent at this moment.

"Let's get out of here, or you'll be caught by the necromancer, you'll be whistling again, you'll be decapitated by those guys and soaked in potions, and then one day they'll turn your head into a spellcaster, or you'll be a slow-moving, surging maggots and green hairs with a pungent smell that can smoke the dead man's walking corpse. For this companion, Marshall was a little helpless, he didn't say anything about boasting, he could whistle so loudly just now, this is a safe area, not that this is an absolutely safe area, if the necromancer knows, the two of them will have their lives.

Dodge shuddered and jumped to his feet: "Oh, let's get out of here, oh my god! I don't want to be that disgusting, even though it looks cool." ”