[Storm Sneak: I contributed, I was from "War Will", I used my two-handed sword to put a few whirlwind slashes, and I took away a lot of heads, which is very OK. 】

[Sikong Che: As an archer, I played a high output in this battle, and I am very grateful to our priest, who gave our front-row melee class a lot of blood, so that I can farm the output of ...... on them so freely]

[Meteor Wings: You seem to have something wrong upstairs, right?]

[You can't use garbled characters as nicknames: no, archers are like this, and besides, Onexia Saigao!]

[Wild Lancang: Brother Gil, how did you learn your skills and points? Can you open a teaching post? We also want to kill the monkey in the south of the moon!]

[The light at the intersection: It's still uncreative, so many people pull a lump of Ollie to wrap it up, and use a catapult to smash a head full of dung, isn't it beautiful?]

........................

After the enthusiastic replies from the players, Wu Di, who watched it, couldn't help but pat his belly, bragging about not making drafts, probably just these people.

Although he was very tired, Wu Di also hoped to be like Onexia, go back to the territory and fall asleep.

But Wu Di also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to swipe a wave of Baiguang City's favorability.

In fact, he didn't need to go to Baiguang City.

The team of White Light City has already come towards his territory.

When the battle was over, the Storm City Lord had already rushed towards Wu Di's Black Dragon Territory with a large pile of gold coins for the first time.

As for the sporadic Chosen ones he encountered on the way, the Storm City Lord couldn't manage so much now.

This is the Black Dragon Lord who will repel an entire 10,000 Chosen One!

And he has mastered the method of being able to control the army of terrifying strong orcs and the terrifying Chosen One.

The Lord of Storm City is on the magic machine, but he can clearly see the battle scenes of those strong orcs, and the battle scenes of those Chosen ones who don't want to die.

If it were his own White Light City army, even if it was 4,000 people.

I'm afraid I have to give it all to the battlefield.

The main Storm City was the first to stand by Lord Wu Di's side to be able to show his sincerity.

As for the question of why the battle did not arise when it came......

Who asked? Drag it out! Expel directly!

When the Storm City Lord came to Wu Di's territorial enchantment, Wu Di had already dragged his "tired" body to the front of the Storm City Lord.

At this time, Wu Di transformed into an elf, but he seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

Not only is the hair gray, but there are also a lot of wrinkles on the face.

It looks like it's going to fall when the wind blows!

The Storm City Lord hurriedly greeted him, and immediately supported Lord Wu Di, and then asked in surprise:

"Lord Wu Di! Lord Wu Di, what is wrong with you?"

Wu Di reluctantly smiled and waved his hand:

"I'm fine, in order to protect White Light City, don't say that I just lost a hundred years of life, even if I lost two hundred years, I don't hesitate to do it!"

After Wu Di finished saying this, many elven men present cried one after another.

Wu Di looked at the dark forest worriedly, and said to the Storm City Lord and the others in front of him:

"Come, let's go in first, so much gold is out there, ah, I mean, so many people are out there, how unsafe, come in." ”

In fact, there is no need for Wu Di to say, Elizabeth has already taken 100 kobolds and 30 small fishmen to set out.

Then help move the gold together and send it directly to the territory.

Looking at the glittering gold, Wu Di was in a happy mood.

He seemed to be able to think of the scene of himself lying on the golden mountain.

Refreshing!

As soon as he was in a happy mood, Wu Di couldn't help but get a little old again.

He couldn't even walk steadily, and he had to be supported by the Lord of Storm City to be able to walk back into his territory.

And on the way back, Wu Di said to the Storm City Lord again:

"Hey, in fact, it doesn't matter what I do, it's just pitiful, my strong orc warriors, by the way, I'll introduce you to it. ”

Wu Di said that a strong orc warrior walked over to the side, his face was expressionless, but an arm was missing.

Wu Di pointed at the strong orc warrior and said:

"This is one of my valiant warriors, named Ah San. Don't look at him like this, he actually has five brothers, named Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah Si, and Ah Wu. ”

After hearing Wu Di's words, the Storm City Lord was stunned for a moment:

"Ah......h

"Hmm, Lord of the City, you know very well, his youngest brother is called Ah Zhe. Wu Di showed a sad expression:

"But this is all before, in this tragic battle, my soldiers sacrificed too much, such as this Ah San, his brothers, all died. ”

"Ah, this ......"

"Don't you always think about whether Ah Zhe can do it, but also miss his other brothers. ”

As soon as Wu Di finished speaking, Jiawen jumped out and said:

"I testify that the fighting was so terrible, I have never seen such a terrible battle. I've even been almost killed by the Chosen several times, and if it weren't for Lord Wu Di controlling those Chosen to protect me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here anymore!"

Gavin is also in a state of being wounded, and the only thing to be thankful for is that he did not die.

In order to protect him, Wu Di even sent a task to the camp players to protect Jiawen.

One by one, the players couldn't wait to hold Jiawen and let him not rush.

If it weren't for the fact that the players couldn't do it, it would have happened.

A group of players, a black man carrying Garvin like a coffin, ran into the safety of the forest.

The key is that Jiawen is still a thief, and many players surround him and scold him for nothing.

After Jiawen said excitedly, he couldn't help himself, and his eyes even moistened.

After all, I participated in the kind of high-intensity battle where even if my legs were cut off, I had to continue to attack with my teeth.

Have you ever seen the Chosen One holding your leg armor and gnawing?

Have you ever seen the Chosen One shouting and rushing into a crowd with a bomb, killing both his own and his enemies?

Have you ever seen the Chosen One, a large magic that smashes at a crowded place, completely ignoring the casualties of his teammates?

Jiawen has seen them all.

This is not a mortal battle at all, this is the battle of the Chosen One.

It is normal for a strong warrior like Jiawen to be mentally stressed and permanently injured by the terrifying battle scenes.

Jiawen described incoherently that the Storm City Lord could only be confused except for confusion.

And the white-haired black dragon lord, with his hands behind his back, looked at the sky at a sad forty-five degree angle:

"Hey, pity him a Ah San, an innocent and kind strong orc, just after such a battle, the family portrait, only Ah San appeared alone in the picture. Not to mention, his arm is already useless, and he can't find it. ”

Wu Di paused and said:

"The pension starts at least a hundred gold coins. ”

"One, a hundred gold coins?"

The masters of Storm City are stupid, this elf died in battle, and it was only a pension of ten gold coins, and this strong orc died five brothers and broke an arm, and it cost a hundred gold coins?

Of course, Wu Di understands the market, and then explained:

"I know what the city lord is thinking, but these people, their families, all have children, such as Ah Da, ten children in the family, not to mention their college graduation, job allocation, buying a house and marrying a wife, at least they must have a life, right? ”

"Ah, this ......"

"Hmm, why are you still thinking about Ah Zhe, and the city lord doesn't believe me? Do you want me to call their children?"

"No, no, no, I definitely believe in Master Wu Di!"

The Stormwind City Lord hurriedly explained.

Wu Di quickly took out a bill, and then said:

"Ah yes, like Ah Da, a total of 1,000 people were killed, according to 20 gold per person. ”

Wu Di finished the bill and handed it to the Stormwind City Lord:

"Please make up the pension, thank you. ”

(Today is two more, because the number of words in the chapter is more, so it's two in three)

(All the updates before they were released in July, I have completed them regularly, and the chapters on the shelves are currently 100,000 words, and there are still more than half a month to be on the shelves, and my goal is to save 600,000 manuscripts.) On the first day of listing, 200,000 words were released, and then 20,000 were used every day to make a foundation, and 30,000 were to be posthumously determined. Don't ask, if you ask, your whole body is liver)

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