Wally lay lazily in a remote corner of the Valley of the Heavenly Soldiers, staring blankly at the distant peaks that were 10,000 meters high and covered with thick snow. Wally, one of the strongest dwarven masters in the Valley of the Heavenly Soldiers, but as he grew older, he could no longer wield a sledgehammer.

Lying on the quiet grassy slope, drinking mellow barley wine, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the Dapeng birds flying on the top of the mountain, this is already the little enjoyment of the old and frail Wally. Although with his status and prestige, there were still a large number of dwarven girls willing to lie on his bed, but Wally knew that he could not do it.

There was a breath of death coming out of the marrow, and Wally knew that the fire of his life was about to be extinguished.

But Wally, and his companions his age, and those who had died, how unwilling they were.

In the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers, there are now 300,000 dwarves. Dwarves with a natural lifespan of nearly five hundred years are no worse than humans in terms of reproduction. The Valley of Heavenly Soldiers is very peaceful, there is no risk of invasion by foreign enemies, and the food and drink are all first-class, so these 300,000 dwarves have a total population of at least 30 million. This is a very large number, 30 million dwarves, the homeland of the dwarves, the Western Continent, many small kingdoms, small principalities do not have so many people.

Thirty million dwarves, this is one of the largest tribes among the dwarves.

Since the first dwarf slaves were sold to the Blood Qin Empire, for thousands of years, slave traders from the Western Continent have continuously sent dwarves here, and they have multiplied for thousands of years.

It's only a thousand years, and many dwarves who have reached the heavenly rank have not died yet! Unlike human beings, the dwarves have a lifespan of a thousand years after reaching the heavenly rank in their fighting qi cultivation. Therefore, there are still many dwarven predecessors who were sent here in the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers.

And the stubbornness and conservatism of the dwarves are also known to all races in the whole world. The Western proverb 'hard as a dwarf's head' is synonymous with old stubbornness and old conservatism. For more than a thousand years, the dwarves of the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers. They still uphold their purest and most simple traditions and customs.

They worship the god of fire, worship the god of forging, and worship the ancestral gods of the dwarves.

And the dwarves are even more particular about one being buried in the earth for peace - a dwarf can only bury his bones in the land of his hometown after death. They are a true dwarf, they can return to their gods, and their souls can truly rest.

"The Valley of Heavenly Soldiers is not a place where we dwarves should bury our bones. Wally scratched his head a little annoyedly and sighed heavily. Wally has a high talent in forging, but in terms of fighting qi cultivation, his talent is extremely poor. Or rather. The unique environment of the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers restricts the cultivation of all dwarves.

The Blood Qin Empire only needed a group of obedient forging craftsmen, and they didn't want a few unstable elements above the Holy Realm to emerge among the tens of millions of dwarves. Therefore, a mysterious enchantment was set up in the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers, and none of the dwarves born in the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers could cultivate to the heavenly position. The current Heavenly Rank Ancestors, but before they entered the Heavenly Soldier Valley, they all had their current cultivation.

Wally was born in the Valley of the Heavenly Soldiers, so, he is old. He was over five hundred years old, and he was dying.

"I miss my hometown, the hometown of our dwarves!"

Wally took a long sip of barley wine. Grunted and grunted. What a wonderful place it is in the home of the dwarves, with countless tunnels, countless ores, scorching sun, dense shade, steep cliffs, raging rivers, and the noble dwarven king.

The dwarves who die in their homeland are the real dwarves. Only when these old bones are buried in the land of the dwarves' homeland can their souls be with the gods, and their flesh and bones can be transformed into ore and become one with the mountains.

And the Dwarven King, that is the true lord of the Dwarves. A dwarven king with a noble giant bloodline. They are the guides of the soul, the masters of the **, a dwarf tribe with a dwarf king, is a complete dwarf tribe! If a tribe can have a dwarf king, as long as the dwarf king can activate the ancestral bloodline, the place where he is will become the hometown of the dwarves!

"I hate this place!" Looking at the beautiful scenery around him, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, Wally felt the urge to cry. Before his father and mother died, he told him that Wally would find a way to return to his homeland, a paradise where the air was filled with the smell of coke and metal.

However, after more than 500 years of hard work, Wally could not have left this place of leisure, leisure, food and clothing!

Inside that fortress, those powerful guards of the Blood Qin Empire, they were as powerful as gods, and all the Heavenly Ancestors' joined forces, and they were suppressed by them with a random slap. There is no way they can leave here, they can't be buried in the land of their homeland after death!

So, great ancestors, great gods of the dwarves, give Wally these poor dwarves a little guidance!

Old tears slipped down his wrinkled face, and Wally shook his empty wine bag and walked slowly towards the exit of the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers. He's old, he's no longer able to wield a sledgehammer, and a dwarf who can't strike iron is worthless waste. In addition to eating and waiting for death in the past two years, Wally's greatest pleasure is to go to the castle at the entrance of the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers to scold the street!

Haha, it's a great pleasure to look at. Hundreds of old dwarven forging masters lined up on the wide avenue, pointing at the fortress like a demon's lair and scolding, from the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the craftsman order to the thirty-sixth generation grandson of the head of the Heavenly Soldier Valley! Wally felt that if he could scold like this every day, maybe he would have lived a few more years.

Thinking of the ugly wolf face of the chief eunuch who was in charge of guarding the town, and whose face was green from being scolded but did not dare to say a word, Wally suddenly felt that his vitality had returned to him. He happily stuffed the wine bag into his belt and trotted all the way to the exit.

"Hey, Hamm, Galuan, you old fellows, let's go scold the eunuchs!"

Wally howled as he trotted all the way past the huge forge workshops. Despite his age, the dwarven's characteristic loud voice was still so earth-shattering, and with his greeting, one after another dwarven masters, whose skin was drooping down, ran out of spirit, panting and following behind Wally.

More than eight hundred dwarven forging masters lined up and stood in front of the gate of Heavenly Soldier Valley City. They took a deep breath, then cursed at the same time.

"Hu Tu, you are an old king, give birth to a son, give birth to a grandson, give birth to a grandson, the whole family is a son of a king!"

"You are an old bastard, the whole family is a bastard, you eat the overlord meal every day, and your man goes to the kiln and doesn't give money!"

When Lin Qi and his party walked out of the gate of the slowly opening Heavenly Soldier Valley City, they were greeted by loud and charming shouts and curses. These old dwarfs had loud voices, although they were old, they were still full of energy, and with the rhythmic roar of gold and iron in the Heavenly Soldier Valley, the scolding was really high-pitched, and Lin Qi couldn't help but tremble.

Looking blankly at the old dwarves standing a hundred meters away, and listening to their whimsical cursing, Lin Qi couldn't help but feel deeply sad for Hu Tu. He looked at Ying Qin helplessly: "Master Hutu, what happened to these dwarfs him?"

Ying Qin looked at a town guard eunuch in a blood-colored python robe beside her. This eunuch is a subordinate of the craftsman order, who is responsible for guarding the town guard of the Heavenly Soldier Valley, and there is also the title of the chief eunuch of the third grade in the imperial city. Hearing Lin Qi's question, the eunuch's face suddenly turned a miserable green.

With a bitter laugh, the eunuch An Xi said with a sad face: "Back to the two princes, this is just the beginning." They didn't go for the nonsense boss, anyway, whoever became a craftsman, the eighteenth generation of the ancestors couldn't run away. Look at it, this is just the beginning, and when they finish scolding the nonsense boss, it will be our turn to be a slave. ”

Before the words fell, Wally had already happily pointed at An Xi and shouted: "Hey, look at the eunuch, the eunuch An Xi has come out! The eunuch without eggs has come out! Hahaha, brothers, let's go together!"

Taking a deep breath, Wally shook his head and howled loudly: "Hey, a eunuch!"

Hundreds of dwarves happily echoed in unison, "No, no eggs!"

Wally immediately shouted, "Hey, two eunuchs!"

Hundreds of old dwarves laughed and said, "There are still no eggs!"

Wally took off his clothes and jumped up and shouting, "Hey, three eunuchs!"

Hundreds of old dwarves twisted their butts and howled, "There are no eggs in my life!"

Wally turned his back to the sky and howled almost heartbreakingly: "O little eunuch Anxi!"

Hundreds of old dwarves roared loudly, "It's pitiful to have no children and no daughters!"

'Wow~~~', Eunuch Anxi, who looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, suddenly spurted out two hot tears in his eyes, and he cried and wailed: "Two princes, the slave and maid just said...... It's all a bunch of people...... Wow, this day's errand for the town guard of Binggu, no old man in the palace is willing to come, slave maid, slave maid was sent by force!"

An Xi wailed: "Even if the slave and maid pour the toilet in the palace and be the lowest-level clean eunuch, they don't want to come here to be the head of the three products!"

Lin Qi and Ying Qin's faces also turned green for a while, this group of old dwarves is simply too strong!

An Xi was still crying here, and the wine barrel on the side was already roaring angrily: "They didn't wronged you, you didn't have eggs." Could it be that you can still get two cow eggs and put them in?

An Xi was stunned for a moment, he raised his head stiffly, glanced at the wine barrel, then rolled his eyes, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

The guards who followed Ying Qin in, they were like a wine barrel killing their own father, their eyes were red!

In front of the eunuchs, don't you say the word 'egg', okay? )