Chapter 1708 The One Word Thing
Let Friesman talk to those people from the undead tribe? !
The feeling of Friesman being mentioned by Ji Xiaoyan and the others at this moment is not very good!
After entering the house arranged for the undead to live in, Friesman was closely watched by the aborigines of the undead. He pretended that he had never lived in the undead. Everyone was afraid that he would be too unfamiliar with the clansmen, so they wanted to get closer.

"Is this necessary for getting close?" Friesman couldn't help but shouted up to the sky, looking at the undead people around him who didn't want to leave whatever he said, couldn't help but rolled his big eyes, sighed and entered the room After finding a comfortable place to sit down, he opened his mouth and said to the undead men who followed him inseparably: "Everyone, I want to take a good rest now, is that okay?"

This is an expulsion order.

However, the men of the undead tribe seemed to have not understood at all, smiled indifferently, and said to Friesman: "Of course it is possible! Friesman, just rest, we are here Watching you! Speaking of which, you have never been in the clan for a long time, so you don’t know how restless everyone is when they rest every day! Just because they are afraid of danger, basically every family will have someone in charge of night watch.”

Friesman's eyes widened, and he looked at the undead men with disbelief.He has never been with the undead clan leader, but he knows very well that the undead clan has absolutely no vigil.The men in these tribes are not willing to let him out of their sight, and they are really racking their brains!

"Everyone, even if there is such a night watch rule in the clan, this is Qingcheng, so there is no need for it!" Friesman couldn't explain clearly, so he could only sigh and said: "Qingcheng is guarded, and there will be no danger at all. So Everyone, go back and rest for yourself, and stop guarding me here."

"That can't be done!" The undead man who took the lead quickly shook his head and said to Friesman: "The patriarch said that even if we are not in the clan now, we must abide by the rules of the clan. Otherwise, if I really Feel free, but after returning to the undead tribe, you can't adapt to it, so what should you do?"

"Then you mean that you will never leave?" Friesman stared at several undead men and asked.

"Friesman, you don't have to worry about us. If you want to rest, just rest now." The man in the lead looked at Friesman with a smile and said softly, "Just pretend we don't exist."

The other men heard the words and quickly nodded in agreement.

Friesman was helpless, and angrily fell directly on the bed to lie down, thinking that they had let themselves treat them as air, so it would be better to treat them as air.

It's just that the men of the undead tribe didn't mean to make Friesman feel relaxed.

After seeing Friesman lying down on the bed, several men from the undead tribe began to whisper something about the undead tribe in the room with deep expressions. It was nothing more than what the undead tribe was. If nothing happens, powerful beasts and monsters will attack them and rob them of the resources of the land of the undead. They don't have the strength to fight those monsters and beasts now.

In the final analysis, it is just one sentence, they want to buy dragon bones and go back to refine them into bone dragons, just for the safety of the land of the dead.

Friesman gritted his teeth and said nothing, listening to the words whispered in his ears, he fell asleep unconsciously.

Several undead men watched Friesman lying on the bed with his eyes closed for a while without moving, they couldn't help but looked at each other, and then softly called to him: "Friesman? Are you asleep? ?"

Friesman didn't move or respond.

"Could it be that he was really asleep?" Several men from the undead race looked at Friesman with some surprise and anger, "What's the matter with this guy? It means that we have been talking for a long time, and he has nothing at all. Listen to it, but fell asleep instead?"

"No, you stay here, I'll go find the patriarch." The man in the lead of the undead tribe glared at Friesman with dissatisfaction, turned around and left the room, and then talked with the undead tribe After muttering for a long time, the patriarch returned to the house, gave instructions to everyone, and stared at Friesman quietly, not intending to wake him up, but silently waiting for him to wake up .

When he was in the Black Bone Forest, all his thoughts fell on the giant dragon, and he was so focused on stealing the dragon meat that he had no time to sleep at all; after returning to Qingcheng, he was always troubled by the fact that the undead tribe wanted to buy dragon bones, Not in the mood to take a good rest either.Now he probably knows Ji Xiaoyan's attitude, and the undead tribe has temporarily stopped in Qingcheng, and his mind is also relaxed.
Therefore, Friesman slept extremely comfortably this time.

However, after opening his eyes, Friesman frowned instantly.Because he saw that the undead men were still in the room, looking at him eagerly.

"Why haven't you left yet?!" Friesman asked angrily.

"Friesman, look at what you're talking about! Let's go? Where are we going? I told you to guard you! Don't you think we're just joking?" The undead men laughed. Twice, and said to him.

Friesman pouted, he really thought these people were just joking.

"Friesman, you sleep comfortably now, do you want to go out for a walk with us?" The undead man who took the lead stood up with a smile, and said to him: "The patriarch said that he finally left the land of the undead." I have arrived in Qingcheng, and I am going to go around, and I want you to lead the way. If possible, take us to the city lord's mansion to have a look. The patriarch has not been there yet."

Friesman frowned, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes deepened.

Why can't the people of the undead clan be idle?
Thinking of this, Friesman sighed twice, and asked with some helplessness: "Guys, can we stop making detours? The patriarch is not that interested in the City Lord's Mansion, right? That's good, I'll go see you Lord Patriarch, it is better for us to speak more clearly."

After finishing speaking, Friesman stood up and motioned for the undead men to lead the way.

However, he just met the patriarch of the undead tribe, and before he had time to say hello, Friesman heard someone from the undead tribe say that a guard from Qingcheng came to him outside the house, saying that the city lord had something to tell.

Friesman bowed his hands to the patriarch of the undead tribe with a puzzled expression, turned around and left the house, saw the guard of the Qingcheng City Lord's Mansion, and learned about Ji Xiaoyan and Lin Qianye from him. Yes, how to talk to the undead.

"Alliance with Qingcheng?!" Friesman murmured, while turning his head to look at the house behind him, a little unimpressive.The patriarch of their undead tribe doesn't look like someone who is willing to form an alliance with Qingcheng!

The guards of the Qing City kept looking at Friesman, and after listening to him for a long time, he answered and knew, and then turned back to the City Lord's Mansion to reply.

The patriarch of the undead clan sat in a chair in the middle of the hall, watched Friesman sit down again with a slight frown, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Friesman, what orders does City Lord Ji have?" ?”

Friesman returned to his senses, glanced at the patriarch of the undead tribe, nodded and said: "Master Patriarch, about the keel, our Lord City Master has some ideas and wants me to tell you."

"Oh? Then tell me quickly." Hearing this, the patriarch of the undead clan squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he could already imagine that Ji Xiaoyan must have sent a message to Frisman, telling them to go directly to the city lord's mansion. The scene where the keel is taken away is over.

"Think about it, Lord City Lord. After all, the undead tribe is also my Friesman's tribe. If you really want to buy dragon bones to go back, Qingcheng doesn't care whether you want to refine the dragon bones into bone dragons or not. We just hope that our undead tribe can form an alliance with Qingcheng. , become an official ally." Friesman stared at the expression of the patriarch of the undead tribe, and said directly.

"Allies? What does City Lord Ji mean?" The patriarch of the undead tribe froze for a moment, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"That is to say, I want the undead clan and Qingcheng to stand together, so that both will prosper and the other will suffer."

"Friesman, does City Lord Ji mean that he wants to tie our undead clan and Qingcheng together?"

Friesman nodded, which is almost what he meant.

The patriarch of the undead clan frowned instantly, and stared at Friesman angrily: "Friesman, just for a little keel, City Lord Ji wants to tie our undead clan and Qingcheng together, do you think this is appropriate? Isn't it too strong?"

"It's simply asking for a lot of money, threatening our undead race!"

The man with the undead clan spoke in a low voice with dissatisfaction on his face, but he didn't deliberately lower his voice, obviously speaking for Friesman.

"Master Patriarch, in fact, we all know very well that you want to take the dragon bones back to refine the bone dragon! As for where the bone dragon is used, I will not speculate." Friesman's quiet voice was in the room It sounded, "Everyone knows the situation on the mainland now. There is already a fox family, and Qingcheng is not willing to create another trouble for himself in the future!"

"City Master Ji is sure that our undead tribe will fight against Qingcheng?" the patriarch of the undead tribe asked with a frown.

"Could it be, isn't the patriarch very clear? Even if it doesn't happen now, it won't happen in the future?" Friesman asked lightly.

"Friesman, are you a member of City Lord Ji, or a member of our undead clan! You talk to each other about City Lord Ji, are you going to stay by her side all the time and not return to our undead clan?" an undead clan asked. The man suddenly yelled at Friesman angrily.

"The old patriarch said when I followed Xiaoyan back to the land of the dead, let me follow Xiaoyan in the future, and it is best not to go back for the rest of my life." Friesman lowered his eyes, with a trace of sadness and unhappiness in his eyes.

"Friesman, you also said it, that's what the old patriarch said." The patriarch of the undead clan glanced at the men around him, tried to put on a smile, and said to Friesman: "Besides, the old patriarch Those words back then didn’t mean not to let you go back, but just to let you follow City Lord Ji and have a better future. You can’t misinterpret the old patriarch’s good intentions like this!”

"is it?"

"It must be!" The patriarch of the undead tribe hurriedly said with a smile, "Besides, you, Friesman, are also a member of our undead tribe. If you want to return to the land of the dead, we must welcome you! Where What is the meaning of not letting you go back!"

Friesman nodded in silence for a moment and then said, "Well, even if what you said, Mr. Patriarch, makes sense."

"Naturally, it makes sense." The patriarch of the undead clan flashed his eyes, looked at Friesman and said, "Friesman, you have to think about it, if we can have bone dragons in the land of the undead, we can protect ourselves well Now, for you, isn’t that also a foundation for you to gain a foothold in Qingcheng? If something happens in the future, City Lord Ji and the others will always think that you have a strong ethnic group, right? Don’t you want it?”

"I naturally hope that the undead tribe can be stronger." Friesman nodded, looked up at the patriarch of the undead tribe, and after watching the smile on his face widen instantly, he said slowly: "But I don't want the undead tribe to be stronger." One day, he will stand on the opposite side with Qingcheng."

"Friesman, I have already promised Ji City Lord. As long as Qingcheng does not take the initiative to use force against our undead tribe, our undead tribe will naturally live in peace with Qingcheng!" The patriarch of the undead tribe said with a sigh.

Friesman shook his head when he heard the words, smiled wryly twice, and then said firmly: "Master Patriarch, you know that this promise is definitely not acceptable. Xiaoyan asked the guard to send me a message, and just wanted to ask the Patriarch whether to form an alliance or leave Just give an answer within three days. If the patriarch is willing to form an alliance, Dragon Bone Xiaoyan can let our undead clan buy it back cheaper; if the patriarch is not willing to form an alliance, then leave Qingcheng in three days!"

"What's the attitude of City Lord Ji? How can there be a city lord's hospitality here?" The men of the undead tribe immediately looked at Friesman angrily and shouted at him.

"This is the principle." After Friesman stood up, he looked at the crowd firmly and said to them: "Xiaoyan only needs a word from you, agree or not. Patriarch, you have three days, you should think about it carefully." ! I'll go up and rest first."

After finishing speaking, Friesman turned around and went back to the house regardless of the attitudes of these clansmen.As for whether there are still people coming into the house with him now, he doesn't care anymore.

Anyway, it's only three days, just bear it and it's over!

"Master Patriarch, this City Master Ji is really deceiving people too much." The people of the undead tribe naturally understand how much inconvenience this alliance will cause to their undead tribe, and they couldn't help but said to the patriarch: "If you form an alliance with Qingcheng, How much impact will it have on our undead plan in the future! She just wants to eat our meat!"

 Thanks to "Ten" for starting coin!
  
 
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