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For a warrior, a good weapon is equivalent to his life. Zuo La's hand has not left since he touched the blood axe. This guy really holds the axe in one hand and holds the cup in the other. In this way, he looks at himself with too much blood, but lies in ** and still does not forget to hold the blood in his arms, as if he is holding his son. It seems.

Agui took Alu to climb up Zola's house and spent the night watching the stars and the moon on the roof. According to Alu, there are many orcs who do not live in serious houses. Each orc thinks that he is the best child on the earth. This is their bed and the sky is the quilt, so the wind meal and sleeping is simply an orc. Home-cooked meals.

Alu took the opportunity to ask about the production activities of the orcs. According to Alu, only those arrogant demons will grow and domesticate livestock, but the demons will not work in person. They will only enjoy it. Those affiliated clans will do these rough work. Most of the ordinary orcs live a barbaric life of slash-and-burn, catching up During the famine, ordinary orcs will even go to the territory of the demon clan to grab food, and battles are inevitable.

"The orcs are all natural warriors, because they can't survive if they don't fight!" Alu looked at the bright moon above his head and said, "In my hometown, there will be two moons at night. The slightly larger one is called Moon, and the smaller one is orange, called Champar. They are a couple who just stand on the north and south sides of the sky to guard the demon continent at night. By day, you can see the Apollo brothers. They are two The sun, the big one is Apollo, and the small one Seans, are right on both sides. The sun and moon in the demon world have become the natural coordinates of the orcs, so the orcs will not lose their direction day or night.

"A sun is hot enough. There are two moons in the demon world. Isn't it hotter than the mainland?" Agui put his hands behind his head and squinted to see the real appearance of the moon with purple pupils. Unfortunately, he could only see the faint shadow outline above. Such a long distance could not be done by the purple pupil transformed by divine power.

"It's indeed very hot. There are often droughts in the demon world, but with the never-drying White Wave River and Xiangpal Grassland, we orcs will never perish..." The little girl's eyes brightened and recalled the beauty of her hometown.

"Shopal Grassland? Isn't Champar the moon?" The ghost asked curiously.

Alu smiled gently, "Sampal is the goddess of the moon. It is said that Shanpar once landed in the demon world. All the grassland she walked through became lush and rich, and at night, the whole grassland reflected the light of Moon and Champar and turned into silver. That beauty can suffocate mammoths!"

"Silver grassland? It must be beautiful..." The ghost sighed and thought about how beautiful and mysterious the silver grassland would be under the moonlight.

"Yes, it's very beautiful. I can only see the magical grassland when I go to Mount Temur to worship every ten years. At that time, I would spend the night on the grassland every night. When Moon came out, I seemed to be surrounded by moonlight. I was so happy." Alu didn't talk much about the demon world with the ghost before. Since she had the green eyebrow body, she was in a better mood and happier.

Agui lay beside her with a smile and listened to the little girl without interrupting. These beautiful scenery have existed in Alu's heart for thousands of years, and Agui was the first person to share it with her.

"Mount Taimur is the sacred mountain of the orcs, where all the ancestors of the orcs are located. Our albatross will go to worship every ten years. As long as we pray devoutly in the temple, we can really communicate with the souls of our ancestors! Since I became a soul singer, there will be my place for every worship. You know, there are only ten places that can go to Shenshan every time. Except for a few sacrifices, no one else is qualified to participate in the pilgrimage continuously!" Alu smiled proudly and said, "If I go back, I will definitely go on a pilgrimage to Shenshan next time, and I can see the beautiful Champar grassland again."

"I'll take you back if there is a chance. Now that you have a body, you can practice and get the yuan god out. Maybe you will go to your people later and directly promote you as a high priest!" Agui looked at the little girl with a longing face. In the past, Aru's greatest wish was to have a body to leave the silver statue and evolve into a yuan god, but now that she got it, she began to fantasize about returning to the demon world. It seems that the girl still misses her hometown even if she has been imprisoned for thousands of years.

"Ghost, if I really find a way back, will you accompany me to the demon world?" Aru turned his head and looked at the ghost's thin face without blinking.

"I will. I have wanted to go to the demon world for a long time. Didn't you say that it is beautiful and mysterious, or a warrior's paradise? Ha ha, these are my favorites!" The ghost smiled.

Alu's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, but immediately smiled and said, "If there is a chance, let's go together!" Now I want to step up the cultivation of spiritual power. When the yuan spirit condenses, you will see how powerful the soul singer is!"

"Haha, okay, I'm not sleepy anyway, so let's practice together..." A Gui sat up with a smile, "Come out quickly and let me see your real strength. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Well, you are only half a step faster than me, hehe..." Alu also sat up with a smile. They were used to practicing at night, so they immediately sat on the roof of Zola and bathed in the bright moonlight and began their practice.

In the house, Zuo La held a big axe and snored. Unexpectedly, he could laugh from time to time and didn't know what kind of dream he was dreaming.

In less than a month, the Axe Camp and Silester prepared for a second trip. Since Conoran's side is still in a period of development, this time the Axe Camp and Silestor's people went to the inner city. This time, the Axe Camp still sent 60 warriors and Silester also sent 60 warriors, although this time The transportation is all grain wine, but this amount is enough for 15 cars!

The output of the axe camp this time was five cars and 20 urns, and the first harvest of the Sealeste territory produced more than 70 urns of millet wine. He sent people back half of it to reward his men and left enough grain wine to carry ten carts to the inner city!

Agui and Zola came to escort the goods. Silestor did not set out with them this time. He took his family members to continue to open up new farmland. The two sides agreed that Silestor would meet them in the inner city in a few days.

Fifteen cattle domesticated in the axe camp have been sent to pull carts. Although there are still many urn jars full of grain wine piled together, there are really no more cows to pull carts in the axe camp. Most of the bison domesticated in the Axe Camp are for killing meat, and only 15 are really domesticated and able to pull cars, so they are still not well prepared for this.

"120 warriors!" Zuo La whistled proudly, which was powerful enough to scare away all the people who wanted to take advantage of it. "I really hope that an insightly fool will come out and let me try the axe!" Zuola touched the blood around his hand, and the big axe had not been stained with blood in his hand.

Unfortunately, Zola was doomed to be disappointed. The exiles on Zuo'er Island were not fools. With such a large escort team, everyone had to weigh whether they could eat it. The convoy went all the way to the gate of the inner city without any interception, and even the stupid barbarians hid far away this time.

With the relationship of the axe camp, the convoy successfully entered the inner city. Agui and Zuola discussed. Everyone divided into two groups first. Agui first went to develop customers alone, and waited for Zuola to deliver wine to the old customers before meeting with him.

It is said that ghosts are very good at killing and fighting, but this is the first time to sell mille wine. 60 warriors neatly guarded the edge of ten ox carts and waiting for the ghost's order. This time, Xilest had given orders before they came out, and these 60 warriors temporarily obeyed the ghosts.

"How's it going, Alu? Do you remember what it had to do in the inner city? Agui frowned and asked Alu beside him in a low voice. Green eyebrows are from the inner city, and I don't know if it helps.

Alu thought for a moment, shook his head regretfully and said, "Green eyebrows are maids in heaven. She is not familiar with the inner city and seems to have been here several times."

"Hey, it seems that this task is not easy to do," A Gui smiled gently and shouted to the warrior next to him, "Go and run this street for me cleverly. I want to know which is the largest restaurant on this street!"

After a while, the two warriors came back to report that the largest restaurant on the street was the Green Pine Pavilion with a blue sign, followed by a fragrant restaurant with a red sign.

"One is from the Alliance of Ancient Nations and the other is from the new power. Which one do you think we should go?" The ghost scratched his head.

"Let's go to the Qingsong Pavilion of the Alliance of Ancient Nations first. I remember that people of the ancient countries like to drink light wine." Alu devoured the memory of green eyebrows and mastered a lot of information.

"Oh, really? That's just right. This cereal wine belongs to the refreshing type. Let's go straight to Qingsong Pavilion!" As soon as the ghost waved, the convoy immediately moved forward, and the two warriors who explored the way immediately led the way.

Qingsong Pavilion is enough to rank among the top 50 in more than 300 restaurants controlled by the Ancient Union. It maintains an antique decoration style and the habit of sitting on the ground. Even the waiters and maids in it wear traditional gowns of an ancient empire. Women use a thin rope to put their hair behind their heads, while men They all twisted a bun on their heads.

Seeing the convoy parked at their door, one of the waiters immediately ran out to ask.

"Are you going to stay in the hotel or drink?" The waiter's palace stood respectfully beside the convoy and leaned forward.

Etiquette in the ancient country is a particularly important cultivation. He represents the face of a person or even a family and country. Therefore, even if they have been exiled to Zuer Island for thousands of years, these ancient people still adhere to the tradition of etiquette. Powerful force groups like Trafalfa Berserkers are still not valued in the ancient alliance. The reason is that rough mad warriors are considered to be barbaric inferiors.