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Volume 1: Gravel Wasteland Chapter 392: Choosing wine?  Or choose a knife?

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    It was almost the first time for the entire envoy to come to the gravel wasteland, but this did not prevent them from understanding the desolation and barrenness of the gravel wasteland. When they saw the towering walls of Blackstone City through the wind and snow, everyone  Everyone opened their mouths in shock. No one thought that there would be such a majestic towering in the wilderness.  The city wall, which is more than 40 meters high, stands high in the wind and snow. On top of the city is a scarlet flag fluttering in the wind and snow. The flag depicts a smart nine-tailed fox. How will others react?  He didn't say anything, but the old Fox's body was shaken violently, and then he put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply to the flag.  The Nine-tailed Fox Queen is the divine truth of the entire Fox clan. Although the Fox clan has been convicted for this, this does not prevent the clansmen from worshiping and reverencing her.  "Sir, I'm asking, which army is stationed at the top of the city?" Faced with Old Fox's question, Xing Xiaotian pretended to think deeply for a moment, then slapped his forehead and said, "I remembered,  Guarding the city wall today is the Fox Crossbow Archer Legion, and the commander of the legion is the Alpha of the Red Tail Clan. Has the old gentleman heard of this name? "After saying these words, Xing Xiaotian keenly noticed that there were tears in the eyes of this old Fox?  Although it was quickly covered by him, it still did not escape Xing Xiaotian's eyes.  This old Fox must have a story!  Outside the city, the entire envoys were shocked enough, but when they stepped into the city gate, they realized that compared with the wealth inside the city.  The high city outside is not worth mentioning at all. What comes into view are four straight passages, which are more than ten feet wide.  A green belt composed of pines and cypresses divides the four streets into two halves. Most of the residents passing by are orc warriors. Occasionally, you can see the shadow of humans, but there are only a pitiful few. These people are distinct, and they all rely on each other no matter they come or go.  To the right, everything appears in order.  Snow has covered four streets.  Therefore, it looks extremely clean, with many shops on both sides of the street.  Its prosperity is comparable to that of the Orc Imperial City, with taverns, hotels, and grain stores.  A meat shop, a weapons shop, everything you need is available, making it extremely prosperous.  There is no need to praise at all, the expressions of these people have clearly expressed the clearest portrayal of their hearts. It has long been heard that the gravel wasteland has become extremely wealthy under the management of a large human businessman, but until they came here, they  Only then did they realize how humble these words were, because they saw many things that they had never seen even in the Orc Imperial City, such as steel giants (cars) that they had never seen before.  For example, the towering lampposts (street lamps) on both sides of the street, everything reveals a mysterious and wealthy luxury. The most amazing thing is the life attitude of the orcs living here. ? Here.  It seems that there is no such thing as a superior race or a inferior race. Everyone's face is filled with a happy and peaceful smile. Even a werewolf warrior can walk side by side with a bunny warrior. You know, this is fundamental in the orc imperial city.  It¡¯s impossible. It¡¯s weird! It¡¯s so weird!  Although the order of the gravel wasteland is considered "apostate" in the eyes of many people.  But I have to admit that the orcs living here are really happy.  And the respect for Xing Xiaotian is definitely from the heart, you can see such a scene at any time on the street.  Wherever Xing Xiaotian passed by, no matter what race they were, the orcs would spontaneously stand there with their chests raised and salute, waiting quietly for Xing Xiaotian to walk by. After Xing Xiaotian passed by, these beasts  Only then can you stand up straight and continue doing your own thing.  It can be seen that Xing Xiaotian¡¯s prestige here is really high, even to the point of being unshakable!  "How did he do it?" With their heads full of questions, the group finally arrived at Xing Xiaotian's official residence. After several renovations, the current official residence is now a mansion covering an area of ??several thousand square meters.  A three-story palace, high stone steps, huge stone pillars, mighty heavily armored mastiff warriors, and beautiful maids, even the most well-established nobles in the orc imperial city can only do this!  Although the ratings for Xing Xiaotian's official residence were already very high, they didn't know until they actually stepped in what it means to be a frog in the well!  There is a marble floor as smooth as a mirror under your feet. You can clearly reflect your own figure when walking on it, just like walking in two opposite worlds. There are many "concave" shaped stone troughs in the hall, and each stone trough has a  A stone statue with the same proportions as a real person is owned by orcs of all races. If they know something about Xing Xiaotian's power, they can quickly find the figures of Heimao, Torres, Alpha and others among these stone statues.  A crystal lamp they had never seen before shone in from a high place, forming a beam of golden light, highlighting the sense of physical strength extremely clearly.  There is no longer a red blanket under your feet, but a beige rabbit fleece blanket.It is five meters wide and spreads from the door to under Xing Xiaotian's huge high-backed chair.  The roof of the shed is no longer the familiar candlestick, but a kind of lantern that they have never seen before, the lotus lantern. Each lotus lantern is three meters in diameter. It is huge and exquisite, making these envoys all look like they are in a daze.  They were dumbfounded and looked up for a long time without realizing it. What they saw in front of them was really shocking. How could the floor be brighter than the mirror?  Where did those golden twilight-like light pillars come from?  How does the giant light above your head turn on?  There are too many mysteries for them here!  It wasn't until Xing Xiaotian coughed twice that the envoys headed by Old Fox came to their senses. When they focused on Xing Xiaotian again, they found that Xing Xiaotian had already sat down on the high chair without knowing it.  Sitting on the back seat, the heavy armor stacked up behind him made Xing Xiaotian look extremely domineering.  "The rule in our gravel wasteland is that when friends come, there is good wine, and when enemies come, there are swords and guns. I have always been very democratic when choosing between wine and swords and guns!"  , a Fox girl in a costume came in with a pot of wine, and with her came a crocodile man in ink armor, Jack!  Everyone present was knowledgeable. As soon as they saw Jack's ink armor, they knew that this must be an orc warrior who had awakened the ancient bloodline. Such an orc warrior was a rare species even in the orc imperial city, let alone one that appeared in a city with a pure character.  For the crocodile men of the fighting race, it is not an exaggeration to describe them as being blessed by nature.  On one side is the wine held by Miss Fox, and on the other side is the large guillotine on Jack's shoulder. The choice seems to be very simple.  Old Fox chuckled, and immediately walked forward like a Fox girl. He picked up the jug and drank it with his head up and drank it very boldly. The burgundy wine spilled from the corner of his mouth. He drank with such boldness that the orc warriors generally had noses.  It's very effective. You can still smell the aroma of the wine even if the wine is spilled. The aroma of the wine becomes more obvious after the wine is spilled. Many people can't help but take a sip of saliva.  The aroma of this kind of wine was more mellow and rich than the one smelled in the Orc Imperial City. After drinking up the whole bottle of wine, Old Fox threw the bottle behind him and laughed heartily: "Haha Okay  "Wine!" "Okay!"  I won¡¯t go home until I¡¯m drunk today. ¡°The banquet venue for thousands of people is definitely not suitable. It¡¯s not polite to place it outside the city, so let¡¯s just put it in the school grounds!  This was the first time for these orc warriors in the mission to see the hero monument standing in the school grounds. It has to be said that everyone who saw it for the first time was deeply shocked. There was also a warrior who did not want to be killed after death.  Remember that!  ?  Even the food and wine that were served seemed to lack the taste they expected, and all their minds were occupied by the towering monuments to heroes.  Xing Xiaotian also stood up and promoted to these people at the right time: "When Blackstone City was first established, we were attacked by the Mad Wolf Legion. We used to be an opponent worthy of respect, and now we are even more worthy."  Trusted brother! " As soon as Xing Xiaotian's words fell, there was a sound of wolf howling. It was the Wolf warriors of the original Mad Wolf Legion who were roaring. For the heroic souls who died in the battle, and for today's glory, even more  For the approval of Lord Xing Xiaotian.  "Black Hoof, I remember very clearly. He was a warrior of the Pier tribe. When he was fighting against the ogres, he suffered several blows and his internal organs were shattered, but he refused to retreat. When the war subsided, he refused to retreat.  He fell silently, on the battlefield where he spilled his blood, but he will always live in our hearts. For the Black Hooves who died in the battle, and for our brave soldiers of the Bier tribe, we did this  A bowl!" "Roar!" Xing Xiaotian responded with the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, which was the roar of the Thunder Legion led by Torres!  "For the swordsman warriors who died in the battle, we did this!" "For the Fox warriors who died in the battle, we did this!" "For the Daoge warriors who died in the battle,  We did this!" "for" "for" "" Everyone drank too much, whether it was the orc warriors in the gravel wasteland or the envoys from the orc empire.  The whole group drank too much, and in the end everyone had tears in their eyes. Many tauren from the envoy hugged their comrades and cried loudly: "My brother (brother) died miserably, but after death, he turned into a cup of loess.  No one remembers him anymore, and so do we.Without passion, why don't we get the respect we deserve?  " Yes, there is more than one orc who has this question. People are like this, even orcs are like this. They are afraid of comparison. Once compared, they will find all kinds of injustices in themselves! And wine undoubtedly indulges this emotion to the point  Extreme! Everyone drank too much, but only the old Fox became more and more awake. His eyes were very bright, staring at Xing Xiaotian, not with malice ~ but with gratitude from the bottom of his heart.  What the hell! ? This old guy looked arrogant when we first met, and he was convinced after a few bowls of wine. What brand is this wine?  There are hundreds of boxes! (To be continued)
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