The night is like a curtain, and the moonlight is like water.

The Lord's Mansion of Dasraja.

This is the highest point in the whole city of Dasraja, and from here, the whole city looks like a giant lying on its back, sleeping quietly in the deep night, except for a few vague lights in the distance.

By this time, the night was already deep. Silversea stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the attic, quietly blowing the night breeze, overlooking the entire city of Daslaga. He had been watching this scene for many years.

Originally a nameless village, the presence of forest green elves was discovered in the Yama Wilderness Forest, dozens of kilometers away, and a large number of slave trappers sprung up. With the arrival of more and more slave hunters, it was also transformed into a huge camp, aka the slave trapping camp.

But the Holy and Great Church of Light could not allow any filth and filth to exist in its light, for the slave hunting camp was located in the province of Dasraga, and it soon took on a new name: the town of Dasraga.

Bright, once again victorious.

Soon after, he arrived here and was appointed to be in charge of all things in the town. Under his painstaking management, one neighborhood after another slowly grew, from a small town with only slave catchers to a small town with a large population, and now a large city of the first class in the empire.

Watching the city of Dazraga develop little by little in his own hands was the most satisfying thing in the day of Silversea's dream. So, he didn't allow any building in the city to be taller than his attic, because he liked the feeling of being in control and enjoyed the feeling of being on top.

As for whether the foundation of the city was blood, tears or bones, he had no care and no interest in knowing. For him, the weak are not qualified to live.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of Origin in the air, and immediately after, a figure wrapped in a black cloth appeared out of thin air behind Yinhai Mengzhuan.

"Master, there was just news from there, they said that if the master wants to get the Sansheng Liyan Grass, he must give away that thing." I saw a black shadow kneeling on one knee and reporting back.

"Humph! Sure enough, the idea of still fighting that thing is really wishful thinking. Yinhai Meng snorted coldly, with an annoyed expression.

"What about the Dark Templars?"

"The Dark Sanctuary side is still asking for the same price as at the last conference, but the seed players of the Dark Sanctuary still won't help find it." The dark shadow replied.

"Master, why don't we find another force?" The dark shadow asked cautiously.

"That secret realm is a holy place for the capable to practice, and each contestant only has half a year to stay in it, according to legend, there are countless treasures there, and there are all kinds of treasures and exercises left by predecessors, and even the relics left by ancient powers. It can be said that this half year is the golden time to improve strength. ”

"All those who are bent on winning the championship will work hard to improve their strength in the past six months, and it is a fool's dream for them to spend a lot of time looking for the Sansheng Liyancao that will not help improve their strength. And only those cannon fodder players who have no hope of winning the championship in the big forces will do it. Yinhai said helplessly.

Moreover, this precious heavenly treasure is not only hidden and difficult to find, but also has powerful poisonous insects and demonic beasts guarding it, and ordinary people are helpless even if they find it. Therefore, even if the last conference spent a huge amount of money to hire everyone, it was still impossible to obtain this three-life Flame Grass.

After finishing speaking, Yinhai Mengji turned around and began to enjoy the night view outside the window, and stopped talking.

"Night ghost, what is the strength of this year's batch of participants?" After a long while, Yinhai suddenly asked again.

I saw that the black shadow shook his head and said, "Except for the genius of the Nafa family, who claimed to be a rare person in a hundred years, and broke through to become a martial general a few months ago, the others are still at the martial arts stage. ”

"After all, the city of Dasraga is still a remote place, and it is not as prosperous as the central places of Kyoto. If the children of the Nafa family hadn't fallen in love with the cardinal, they probably wouldn't have had a chance to become a military general at this moment. Yinhai Meng smiled self-deprecatingly, but his originally ugly face eased a lot at this time.

The strength of the general, at such an age, even if it is a genius-level event, it can be called an elite, and in that place, it can be regarded as having a certain self-protection ability, maybe it can help him find the legendary Sansheng Liyanhua, he thought silently, but is this fan of the Fa family willing to help himself? After all, there was a powerful cardinal behind him, and even with his current status, he couldn't force him to act, and it seemed that he could only be tempted to take advantage.

"Master... The night ghosts on the earth stopped talking.

"Night ghost, if you have anything to say, just say it." Seeing that Sansheng had a glimmer of hope for Yanhua, Yinhai Mengzhu's originally depressed mood instantly brightened a lot.

"This genius of the Va family has recently had a lot of conflicts with a family named Nicol in the city, and the reason is said to be that this young master of the Fa family has taken a fancy to a beautiful woman from the other family."

Obviously, under the control of this ambitious city lord, nothing that happened in the city could escape his ears and eyes, even a very trivial matter.

"The Nicol family?" Yinhai dreamed silently, but there was no impression in his mind.

"This Nicol family is a small family within the master's jurisdiction, and the previous tournaments are also at the bottom of the rankings." Seeing this, the night ghost got up and quickly explained.

"Little family!" Yinhai Mengyan waved his hand indifferently, "When the tournament is over, you send someone to inform the Nicol family and ask them to sacrifice that woman." ”

I really happened to be thirsty and ran into the water deliverer, and I was worried about how to let the young master of the Fa family help, and there was such an opportunity in front of me, it seems that the omnipotent Lord finally responded to his own appeal and was also helping himself.

Then, Yinhai Mengji looked down at a house next to the attic, this time, the expression on his face was no longer cold, his eyes were no longer cold, and there were many gentle colors in his eyes.

There was a faint glimmer of light in the nondescript room, and through the light on the curtains, a figure could be seen walking inside.

"No matter what, I will definitely find you the Sansheng Liyan Flower." He clenched his fists tightly.

......

At about the same time, in a small church covered with white candles, Vamoro knelt down in front of a huge stone statue with his hands folded.

This stone statue holds a stone scepter in its left hand, a huge stone sword in its right hand, four wings on its back, and a stone horse that is flying in the air under the seat. This is an idol of the all-powerful Lord in the mouth of the Church of Light.

Right now, Vamora was kneeling on the ground and bowing sincerely, only to see Vamora open his hands and raise them high, and then heard him laugh excitedly: "Almighty Lord, the gift you gave Vamora has been received, and this gift Vamora is very satisfied, this is the best gift Vamora has ever received in his life." Vamaro hereby thanked the All-Powerful and All-Present Lord, and may the Lord's light shine on the ignorant world. ”

"My dearest person, your name is Wu Lu! From now on, Vamora will not let anyone hurt you, because you are mine, and I am Vamora alone. There was a frenzy in Vamora's eyes.

After a while, Vamoro got up and walked over to a row of candles and placed his finger directly above the flames. I saw that the flames wrapped around Vamora's finger and continued to burn, but there was no sign of burns on the finger. Instead, Vamoro closed his eyes, his face intoxicated, as if enjoying the sensation of being burned by the flames.

"It turns out that this is the taste of love." Vamora muttered to the air, "Even being burned by fire is so pleasant. No wonder so many people in the world are willing to sacrifice everything for love. ”

"My dear Lord Wulu, are you ready for a happy life between us?" At this time, Vamoro's eyes were misty, and he seemed to be caught in some kind of fantasy.

After a long time, he pushed open the door of the church and walked out.

"Keep checking! I want everything about this man, remember, it's all about everything. Vamoro ordered the guards guarding the church door.

"Yes, young master."

"Go ahead! Go now. Vavaro waved his hand impatiently and drank the guards away.

At this time, the moon in the sky was like a bright jade disk, gently spreading the silver light to the earth. For a time, the outside of the church was full of green trees and sparkling.

Vamoro looked up at the sky, and the moon, which he had always hated, seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye at the moment, so it turned out that this was the taste of happiness.