"You don't need to cover up, I know you are Dongfang Herring." Yan Guo plucked his hair and looked at Dongfang Herring covered in black, with a disdainful smile, "Many people are rushing for monster corpses, but humanoid corpses are worthless and useful. Yes, there are only Necromancers left, and with such a large demand, you are the only one, Dongfang Herring."
Humanoid corpses cannot be collected, so no one wants them.
"I'm here to discuss business." Dongfang Herring took off the black scarf, since the other party recognized him, there was no need to hide it.
"The price of 10 silver coins for an elf corpse is too cheap. I have 580 corpses, so I want to increase the price." What Yan Guo plucked was definitely not a discussion, but an announcement.
"Let's hear it, what price do you think is right?" Dongfang Herring asked.
"15 silver coins each." Yan Guo stared at Dongfang Herring with sharp eyes, as if he would beat him if he disagreed.
"It's only 15 silver coins, not expensive. I'm not short of money." Dongfang Herring said with a smile.
"You're smart." Yan Guo plucked his hair and twisted his neck. Although he was a little disappointed that he didn't need to do it, it would be nice if he could make money.
"I didn't know you had so many corpses and didn't bring enough money. Wait a minute and go back to get the money." Dongfang Herring continued.
"Then go quickly, my time is precious." Yan Guoba frowned, a little impatiently.
"Sorry, just wait." Dongfang Herring turned and left.
Ten minutes passed.
"Grass, it's been so long!" Yan Guo plucked his hair a little impatiently.
Twenty minutes passed, and the Oriental herring hadn't appeared yet.
"Are you taking what I said as fart? You have delayed me for so long, and I have to raise the price when you come." Yan Guo plucked his hair and got angry.
Thirty minutes passed, and Dongfang Herring hadn't shown up yet.
"You bastard, you're not kidding me, are you?" Yan Guoba Mao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he restrained himself.
60 minutes passed, and Dongfang Herring still did not appear.
"Dongfang Herring, you bastard, are you lying to me?" Yan Guo plucked his hair and finally realized that something was wrong, and sent a message to Dongfang Herring to question.
"Yes!" Dongfang Herring recovered quickly.
"You son of a bitch, you dare to tease me. See if I can't find you and don't punch out your Xiang. If you have the guts, tell me where? I will immediately lead someone to block you to Xinshou Village!" Yan Guo plucked his hair He was furious, but immediately discovered something that made him even more angry. After the text message was sent, it displayed an exclamation mark and could not be sent.
Dongfang Herring deleted him.
"Oriental herring, fuck me @#£¤%%&**()@£¤%" Yan Guo's face turned dark with anger.
Elves are winged monsters, which are more difficult to kill. In the past, unless the elves appeared, they could get some corpses, otherwise they really couldn't find them. But it's different now, the demons have found the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and they've already destroyed a tribe. The tribes of the elves are all connected with each other, and once you find one, the second is not far away.
Therefore, it will be easier to get the elf corpse in the future. The most important thing is that Dongfang Herring investigated it. Although Yan Guoplucking is good in strength, his family is rich, and he has created a small faction in the game, but this person is a profiteer, and his id is a true portrayal of it. hair.
He didn't pick up the corpses himself, but used some means to collect them from others. The price of each corpse was 3 silver coins, and it would cost 15 silver coins to resell. Dongfang Herring doesn't care about the money, but just doesn't want to be taken advantage of. If Yan Guo plucks his feathers and wants to take advantage, let him suffer a big somersault. Dongfang Herring was sure that in the game, no one could digest 580 elf corpses except himself.
While Yan Guo plucked his hair and waited bitterly, Dongfang Herring had already arrived at Shiwan Dashan. People with wings are self-willed. Other players need several hours to ride a horse, but he arrived in less than an hour.
There is no need to look for it, there are magic soldiers everywhere. The figure of the player can be seen from time to time, and the player hides and hides to avoid being discovered by the demons. The amazing unity of thought is to lure the demons and elves to fight. Of course, there are exceptions, that is, the players of the Elf Alliance camp. They don't want to be the main force in the war, constantly exposing the position of the players, and the battle breaks out and ends soon.
The fighting power of the magic soldiers is too strong. However, self-defeating things also happened. While exposing the players, the players of the Elf Alliance camp also exposed themselves, and were wiped out by the magic soldiers.
"Haha, I found it!"
At this time, Zhang Si of 75z w.com. A cry full of surprises resounded for several miles, and instantly startled the demon soldiers in the darkness, like a boulder thrown into a lake, splashing thousands of feet of waves. The magic soldiers rush towards the sound like a tideThe direction of the issue.
Dongfang Herring vibrated its wings, shot out, dexterously avoided the towering ancient trees, and arrived at the destination in the blink of an eye, and a huge city appeared in the field of vision.
? 强牺   读牺。 Shiwan Dashan, most of which are towering old trees with lush branches and pavilions. Being in the forest, it was like dark clouds covering the top and the light was dim, but the visibility of the city in front of me was extremely high.
?With the towering ancient trees as the city walls, one after another, they are connected to each other. Looking from a distance, they seem to have laid wooden piles. The tops of these ancient trees have been removed, and the view is excellent. The branches on both sides and the back were also looked at, except for the branch facing outwards, which was cut into wooden thorns and extremely sharp. It's a natural defense.
The most incredible thing is that these ancient trees are still alive, not dead wood.
Behind the city wall are ancient trees pruned into various houses, big and small, tall and short, some round, some square, and some triangular. The tall one stands out from the crowd, while the short one looks like a mushroom. It looks novel, but no matter what the shape is, it feels like blending in and blending with the environment.
In getting along with nature, human beings can't compare to elves.
Densely disturbed elves shuttled among the ancient trees, flying back and forth, some curious, some panicked, some anxious, speaking the elves' own language, although they couldn't understand it, the voice was really nice.
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The player slipped away after throwing more than a dozen fool bombs, and if he didn't stay, he would collide with the magic soldiers-
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A piece of red numbers floated in the air, and the city wall that had been bombed was scorched black, nothing happened. But the elf's face was very ugly, because the magic soldiers arrived.
The little elves still don't understand the seriousness of the gaffe, but the adult elves and the old elves who have experienced the demon war know that disaster is coming.
There was no declaration of war, no reason, and even no need for words. The demons charged the moment they saw the city.
"Three stacked punches!"
To control the big and to control the owl. "Four fists!"
The number of magic soldiers that appeared in the early stage was too many, and the elves could resist for a while. As time went by, more and more magic soldiers came, and the casualties of the elves expanded rapidly. I don¡¯t know how many years old trees and city walls were destroyed. Two hours later, with the cooperation of sneak players, this peaceful and peaceful elf city became ruins. There were five or six thousand elf corpses lying on the ground. Fleeing for his life, the magic soldiers followed behind, chasing after him.
Dongfang Herring belonged to the first group of players to infiltrate, but his purpose was not to destroy, but to collect the corpses of the elves. When the battle came to an end, he had already collected more than 2,000 corpses, a great harvest.