Elf Sandstorm Lord

Chapter 45

Andong Town,
Outside the old and dilapidated town, a luxurious carriage that was somewhat inconsistent with the surrounding environment stopped.

There were two batches of tall flame horses pulling the cart in front. Judging from the fierce flames on their bodies, they must have good food.

At this time, many people had gathered in front of the town.The leader is none other than Wu Yong, who has always shown himself as the owner of the "Fist Power Dojo".

Seeing the owner of the carriage get out of the car, it quickly stepped forward to greet him, and everyone else also saluted.

These people are the administrative staff of Anton Town, and what they welcome is naturally the real owner of this town - Baron Dewey.

Everyone was nervously waiting for the Baron's instructions because the boss they had worked with for many years was actually a heretic from the Ming Cult.Now, everyone is afraid of being implicated.

But at this moment, the Baron didn't seem too annoyed.

I don't know if he knew this a long time ago, or if he has become very good at collecting emotions and anger.

"Lord, my subordinate has neglected his duty." Wu Yong stepped forward to accuse him.

Hearing this, Baron Dewey actually comforted him first: "Wu Yong, you have been working hard on Anton Town for me for so many years.

When this matter is over, please come back to Songyuan Town with me. I've been keeping the deputy guard of the Lord's Mansion for you. "

Hearing this, Wu Yong quickly thanked him.

Then, Lord Dewey looked at the dilapidated city walls and gates, pointed at a middle-aged man and said:
"Old Sun, you can temporarily take over the duties of the mayor. I told the traitor before that we should repair the town's fortifications. Now I have to leave it to you. You must do your best."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man called Lao Sun quickly agreed, but he couldn't help but wonder:

"The lord ordered the three towns to step up the construction of earth walls at the same time. Could it be that there is going to be a war in Qinchuan County."

As he said that, Baron Dewey thought: "Where are the "strange people" who helped us occupy the territory and made great contributions this time?"

Hearing this, Wu Yong stepped forward and said, "Sir, I was about to report to you..."

.........

Su Yan looked at Baron Dewey in front of him and felt that he was very different from the Baron Li Yang he had seen before.

Baron Li Yang is a middle-aged and fat "greasy uncle".

Baron Dewey, who owns three towns, is a "senior handsome guy" with elegant temperament, although he is also middle-aged.

And when facing them ordinary people, there is no sense of arrogance like the former.

"Haha... You must be my friend Su Yan. I just heard Wu Yong talking about you. You are indeed a talented person."

After meeting a few people, Baron Dewey mentioned Su Yan emphatically. In his opinion, Su Yan contributed the most this time.

Faced with such a big shot, Su Yan didn't dare to take credit or be arrogant. He could only humbly say that it was everyone's contribution.

Baron Dewey waved his hand and said: "If a young man like you can have his own business, he can definitely make a difference."

Hearing this, Su Yan was a little confused, wondering why the baron said this.

The Qin family's grandfather and grandson on the side raised their eyes and looked at each other, not knowing what was communicated in their eyes.

At this time, Su Yan looked serious and said: "Lord Baron, there is something I must tell you."

Hearing this, Baron Dewey nodded and looked attentive.

Su Yan released the Sandhill Child and said to Baron Dewey: "This child has signed a soul contract with me now and can communicate without any barriers."

Seeing the Shaqiu Baby appear from Su Yan's arm, even though Baron Dewey was well-informed, he was not as fussy as others.

But he couldn't help but secretly feel a little envious in his heart, because just the sudden increase in lifespan was something he had always wanted to pursue but was unable to reach.

However, the Baron also understood that Su Yan did not just want to take this opportunity to show off, but that he still had some information to say, so he waited for him to continue speaking.

"Lord Baron, when I first picked up the Sandhill Baby, it was just a shovel that was about to run out of soul power.

Later, after it recovered from its injuries, it told me that its body was just an ordinary shovel. After being buried for many years, it gradually developed spiritual intelligence, gathered the surrounding sand and soil, and became a sand dune baby. "

"Mr. Su, are you trying to say that you have found a way to mass-produce elves like Sand Dune Babies?" Qin Xueqing said suddenly with starry eyes flashing at the side.

Hearing this, Su Yan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The birth of most ghost elves in this world requires a certain amount of opportunity, and the Shaqiu elves are naturally among them. There are so many talented seniors. If I can’t figure it out, how can I dare to say that I have mastered the method of stably producing Dune dolls.”

Su Yan continued: "Sandhill Baby told me that since its birth, it has lived in a place with a strong atmosphere of the netherworld, otherwise it would be difficult for it to be born with spiritual intelligence."

"A place with strong Netherworld energy? Do you know where it is?" Baron Dewey also asked with some excitement.

"According to Shaqiuwa, it's in the barony. It's probably a garden about five miles south of Anton Town."

Baron Dewey couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard that there was a place with a strong ghost aura. His intuition told him that it was probably a vein of ghost gems.

And when he heard that he was in his own territory, the baron's heart was already burning. He just reacted suddenly and said with a serious expression:

"The garden five miles south of Andong Town, isn't that my ancestral grave?"

Su Yan then said, "According to Shaqiuwa, a group of people suddenly controlled and developed that garden recently.

And it was also at that time that it was injured. While resisting, its soul power was sucked dry by the opponent's ghost elf. It turned back into a shovel, and finally fell into my hand in circles. "

"There is such a thing!"

Hearing this, Baron Dewey was furious. His ancestor's grave had been dug up.

But what annoyed him even more was that he didn't know how many of the "ghost gems" that belonged to his territory had been dug up by others.

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Barony of Dewey,
In a garden about three or four acres in size, some people in gray robes were walking through it.

At this time, they were cooperating with their respective elves to transport things back and forth in a pried open cave.

Among them, there are two leaders in black robes, watching as supervisors.

Behind them, there was also a duck-billed fire dragon and a black luga standing respectively, and both exuded powerful energy fluctuations of "entering the rank".

One of them said: "Old Zhang, you said that the energy of this nobleman should not be underestimated. This ancestral grave has actually nourished a ghost mineral vein. You said that if we all go to check, we can't find it. It’s a big piece.”

The other person shook his head and said: "Old Qin, what you think is so beautiful. Such a harvest is because the Du family is a small noble family. It is a rare family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. All the lords and their main battle elves are buried. Here, a lot of energy elements have been accumulated.

In addition, this area is already extremely dark, which is why ghost mineral veins have recently spawned.If it were other small nobles, they wouldn't have such strength.And as for those big nobles, do you think their ancestral tombs are so poorly defended? "

Hearing this, the cultist who was called Lao Qin said: "That's right. Otherwise, how could Lao Zheng, who had been an undercover agent for so many years, be directly rewarded by Lord "Ghost Deng" with the refining method of the "Soul Soul Bead" based on this discovery? .”

When he said "Soul Soul Bead", a little envy flashed in their eyes.

"By the way," the cultist who was called Lao Zhang said, "Master "Ghost Deng" said he wanted to go to the town to have a look. Why haven't you come back for so long? Nothing will happen!"

Lao Qin said with a smile: "My lord is an "elite" master. If anything happens, we will definitely be here to stay, so he can rest assured."

Lao Zhang said with a smile: "You are right. This place is so remote, and we have two "ranked" masters watching, what can happen?"

The two were chatting relaxedly when suddenly a dragon roar came from the sky.

The two looked up and saw a green elf rushing down.

This elf is not only green all over, but also has two green tentacles and wings on its head, and the edges of the wings are red.The tail has eight segments and is composed of alternating light green and green. The eyes are also attached with red hemisphere structures.

This is the desert dragonfly of the Longjia ground system. Because of its "floating" characteristics, it is also the aerial combat power that many nobles like.

During the dive, it opened its mouth and spit out a stream of cyan energy, turned into the shadow of a giant cyan dragon in the wind, and continued to rush downward.

After hitting the "jet flames" of the two "ranked" elves, they were instantly suppressed without even stopping for a moment.

The last phantom of the green dragon directly submerged the two "Entered Level" elves, and they died instantly.

A group of Ming Cult minions around them fled in all directions, but they found that several trainers riding wind speed dogs were already squatting in six directions.

When the two black-robed cultists turned their heads stiffly to look, the green elf had already arrived in front of them. They just trembled and said:

"Elite!"

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