Banished to Another World

After Ding Wei challenged, the youngest son of Mucheng City proposed to take a break. Music-text

Everyone is watching the time is over noon, many people have been hungry, and Luo will see that most people agree, and Ding Hao does not object, and immediately announced a break.

Strictly watching the Wucheng newspapers use the time-keeping birds, I can't help but recommend the simple version of the day to them.

In a short one-hour break, the cities are undercurrent, and the reason why the cities are not well rested is the advertisement that is strictly said.

This is the best opportunity to get in touch with Jiuyuan, but who will take the first step?

Everyone, whether it is intended to break through, or want to see the excitement, is eager to pay attention to the actions of Jiuyuan.

At rest, Wucheng does not care for everyone to eat and drink, and the cities themselves are responsible for solving their own water.

Because of the short time, many people do not have a fire, just a little bit of dry meat, drink a little cold water full, of course, people with high status naturally have slaves to serve, if there is a fire control soldier at the side is more convenient.

There are ready-made cooked foods in the tight pockets, but he still let the original battle get a fire pit, and take out a clean and peeled raw meat for everyone to bake on the spot. Huo Yuntian takes the initiative to ignite the fire, and the second fiercely asks for the ingredients. Grab the meat and play with Ramo. The middle-aged slave rushed to work but didn't have much to do for him. He found that the nine original people, regardless of the leader priest or the warrior, were used to doing it themselves.

When Ramo heard that the middle-aged slave had rushed out of sweat, fearing that he was useless, he asked him to get a bucket of water.

Strictly pulled out a big wooden barrel for him, the slave finally laughed and ran to the water with a bucket.

In the original battle, use a small bone knife to open a hole in the raw meat, so that it is convenient to apply the seasoning.

Strictly took out the dishes and sent them to everyone. The brown sugar made with bee milk and sweet rods prepared a little sweet flavor, which was slightly heavier. No way, his family likes it.

The original battle sweeps into the dish, and the eyes are smiling. Since the brown sugar appeared in Jiuyuan, many people are obsessed with sweets. He is not particularly obsessed, but occasionally wants to change his taste.

"This has not found the pepper, and found similar spices, I can't stop eating it!" Strictly slobbered, I miss the spicy taste.

Two fiercely asked to throw the ingredients to Ramo to listen, sit there and want to eat ready-made.

Ramo used a knife to cut some pieces of meat and baked them, and sprinkled them, and a tempting fragrance spread like this.

Many people couldn't help but look at the direction of the Jiuyuan seat, and many people sniffed their noses and asked what it was.

Lamo listened to the pure heart and did not want other people to be better. Put the seasoning wooden box in front of himself, brush the oil, sprinkle with salt, and then sprinkle a little powder.

"Oh." I don't know how many people started to swallow.

Ramo shook his head and snarled the roasting scent of the barbecue. "Hey, oh, it’s not your part."

In the original battle, the most pre-cooked layer on the surface was cut, and the sweet material was eaten. I felt that it tasted good, and I cut a few pieces of the sauce to feed it to eat strictly.

He ate a few mouthfuls to let him eat himself, and he wanted to eat more.

The second fiercely followed the fire cloud, saying that the priests were eccentric, and that the priests made great things, but the one who ate the most was the leader.

"Shut up, give you something to eat, so much nonsense!" Strictly grabbed a mountain to his forehead.

Two fiercely grabbed the mountain that fell from his head and quickly put it into his mouth, and went to hold the waist of Lamo to cry, and grabbed Ramo to hear the freshly baked meat.

Ramo listened to his thief's paws, and he smiled and comforted him with a smile: "Don't cry, then cry out and drop your eyes."

Two fiercely scared him away, squinting his eyes anxiously to let him see him, and stealing by the way.

The original battle kicked him off and drank: "I want to eat myself!"

The second fierce was disgusted by everyone, so I had to cut the meat slices honestly.

Huo Yuntian, he likes the atmosphere of the Jiuyuan people. Nature, harmony and relaxation are much better than he expected.

Strictly handed a plate and a bone knife to Huoyuntian. "If you look at the meat, you can cut it yourself. Don't be embarrassed. These are all edible. If you are polite, don't want to eat anything." ”

Huo Yuntian is not going to be polite, he is only used to let the strong eat first, the weak to eat, and he is now obviously weak in either the city of Fire or the nine.

"What kind of stone is this? How is this...?" Huoyuntian carefully held the porcelain plate, I don't know what to use to describe it. He can only be sure that this is not made of pottery or meta-crystals, more like some valuable material between the two.

Strictly laughed, "Good-looking? This is porcelain, I am a specialty of Jiuyuan."

When the middle-aged slave came back to the water, Huo Yuntian saw two fiercely splitting his exquisite porcelain plate for him, and cut a piece of meat for him, and his heart was shaking.

The middle-aged slave was even more shaking his hand, and he was kneeling on the ground and thanked him. Poor two fiercely stunned for this. The last shot of the slave's back, nothing to say, only let him sit and eat, see him eat and cut a piece, only to take care of new people.

Strictly and so on, this is taken for granted, but in the eyes of others, the priests and slaves of the Nine Kingdoms are all mixed together to eat and are the proof of the savage. Only the wild talents are so indifferent.

Originally, many people smelled the barbecue flavor of Jiuyuan and they were very jealous. Now, with the reason, they all expressed their opinions in the big and small voices. Any comments came out, most of them were contempt and disdain.

Unfortunately, the Jiuyuan people did not respond to this, that is, the newly joined Huoyuntian also quickly integrated into the atmosphere of Jiuyuan, and the middle-aged slave cried and ate, crying and eating slowly.

The curse witch sat in Wucheng for a while and couldn’t sit still. His apprentice’s barbecue and seasoning methods were first-class. His mouth was also raised by Jiuyuan’s endless years of food. How can he live in Wucheng? Only salty fish with suffocating fish.

The cursed witch squeezed a position beside the apprentice, and watched him closely, and immediately took out a thin cake that was still hot.

"Master, you are too old, you can't just eat meat, eat it with a cake, and mix it with a little vegetables." Speaking silently, he took out a few wild vegetables and other things that had been cleaned up.

The cursed witch had to have the apprentices, and also showed off to other priests in the city.

Other priests don’t know what to think, but the expression of the cursed witch is not very good, and the strength of biting the barbecue and grilling the fish is getting bigger.

"Little witch, what do you eat, how so sweet?" The first person who couldn't help but swayed came.

The curse scorned him. "Don't be so cheeky, the first **** warrior! I want to eat and change."

The plate that was originally stretched out was retracted and squinted, and I looked at Feishan with a smile. I looked at my master's tricks.

Flying in the mountains, taking out a handful of nuts, "Is it eating?"

Strictly watching the nut looks like a melon, and immediately asked: "Is this a seed of yellow disc/color flower? This flower also likes to face the sun?"

"How? You have this kind of flower in Jiuyuan? I thought that this is only for us in Wucheng. No, rightly, it is the giant family. They have raised many of these flowers and regard it as the follower of the Father. However, they don't like the seeds of this sunflower, they are too small, they can't eat the taste, the whole Wucheng, probably I like it." Feishan sat down in the empty space of the original battle.

Suddenly took the seeds into the pockets, he thought that the Feishan food was fried, and then found that they are all raw.

The original battle handed a piece of cut meat to Feishan.

Thank you to Feishan.

"I will send some of your fish later." The original battle saw that he was very interested in the marine fish that the Wucheng people ate.

"Good!" Feishan saw the porcelain plate and was equally astonished. "Is this a bone? Is it wrong? This is..."

"Porcelain." The original war only said two words. There was no introduction. "Do Tucheng have a quick way to send back the news?"

Feishan stuffed a piece of meat, was fascinated by the special fragrance, heard the words, swallowed the barbecue piece and smiled: "Do you worry that Tucheng first convened a man to deal with Jiuyuan?"

The original battle admitted calmly, "Yes."

"You can rest assured that they don't dare. If they really do, it is intended to be an enemy of the other eight cities. The Ninetowns gathering requires tribal leaders and high priests to come, and in order to win, everyone will be the best. The warriors and priests brought them out, and in order to prevent each other from participating in the Ninetowns gathering to attack hostile forces, Ninetowns had already set various rules."

Flying a mountain, grabbed a piece of meat, "again, they secretly attacked the original use of the next nine, as long as they do not kill you, they are not afraid of your revenge? This barbecue tastes really good, how much do you bring? I take things Change with you."

"Is there a trading market after the party? Come back later." The curse Wu Ming did not want to give Feishan a cheaper.

Feishan had no choice but to quickly cut down a large plate of meat and quickly ran. "I took it to the witch statue, and I will send you a basket of sea fish for you later."

Is Feishan’s move as if giving others a signal or courage?

Strictly waiting for people to exchange feelings with two new people, and someone came over.

"The mother **** who dominates life is on, your barbecue smell can ruin everyone." Mucheng three priests came with three soldiers.

"Sit." The original war seems to have long been expected that someone will find it, indicating that the two fiercely let go of the seat.

Slightly laughing at the original battle: Look, open.

The original battle pinched his thigh.

Congsheng took three warriors and sat down between the two fierce and Ramo. The youngest of the three fighters he brought looked curiously at the original war and other people. The most obvious was the strictness.

Strictly already eaten almost, hand-cut the pieces of meat and pass them to the four people, and then smiled and asked: "You, apart from the barbecue, do you want me to help you break through?"

The clumps were revealed for their real purpose. They were not ashamed or annoyed. They laughed: "Our Mucheng has always been dissatisfied with the dispute and is much weaker in combat effectiveness than other cities."

The curse smirked, "It is very weak, witch, empty, water, fire, wood. The top five rankings have not changed for many years. To make a good deal with you, Tucheng is to marry the young and beautiful princess to you. The big prince who can only lie down."

"Don't say my big brother like this!" The youngest Mucheng warrior jumped up. "If it is not because of injury, my older brother will be the most powerful warrior in Mucheng!"

"Hibiscus, sit down!"

The teenager named Muxi was unwilling to sit down, but his **** just landed. He eagerly asked Yan: "The little priest of Jiuyuan, you can cure the warrior in the city, then you can cure it." My brother is right? If you can make my big brother..."

"Wooden!" Cong helpless, "If you go back indiscriminately, you will go back and just told you not to come!"

The raft whispered, and the soldier next to him smiled and licked his head.

Congsheng was disturbed by his own little prince, and patted his face with distress. He said to Yan Ma: "You also heard, I am a healing priest, but I can’t be optimistic about Huoyuntian, I can’t let us The great prince stood up. The great sorcerer, our great prince can't owe allegiance to you, but as long as you can heal him, we are willing to exchange you with an eight-level fighter."

The bearded warrior around the bushes licked his chest. "I, Muxi, eight-level wood warrior, but I can only control one kind of plant, that is, the wooden spear tree."

The original war and the slogan: "The wood spear tree is the tree used by the original tribe to make wooden spears. The texture is quite hard. If it is old wood, it is harder than the granite you said."

Speaking sternly, "What can you do with a wooden spear tree?"

Muxi tiger replied with enthusiasm: "I can make my body as hard as a wooden spear. I can easily let the wood spear tree grow, break, become a real wooden spear, and let them become hitwood, I The strength is great, you can rush with the thickest wooden spear tree."

"Mucheng uses your exchange for the treatment of the great prince. Are you willing? Don't lie to me, you can't stop me."

The raft slammed his chest and said loudly: "My raft never tells lies! I am willing to exchange, you let me swear by the soul!"

Slightly nodded, said to the bush: "I need to see your prince first, you bring him over."

"Okay, after the party." The faces of the four people, Congsheng and Mudu, all smiled, and the rafts that were exchanged were also.

The clumps are clear and clear, "I heard that the leader of the war seems to be related to the Changsheng Mu people?"

The original battle raised an eyebrow, "What did the Yincheng people say?"

The clumps did not deny that he carefully observed the original battle and said: "If the war leader is related to the longevity wood family, then we are not outsiders."

I don't know if it is because of the high level of the original war, he can't see and can't feel whether the blood of this person is related to the Changmumu.

Strictly in the stop of the bird's nest, I think that Mucheng and Shuicheng are not so much to rob the fruit of the Witch. It is more like to come to the Tucheng City of the Fire City. It turned out that it was not his illusion.

The bushes sighed. "It’s just that we haven’t been in contact with the Changsheng Woods for a long time. They are now rejecting humans from entering their territory."

"So, there are longevity woods near your wooden city?"

Cong nodded, "We have a continuous mountain near the wood city, the soil is red, we call it the Red Mountain Forest, where there is a long-lived Mu nationality pine."

Strictly asked about the situation of the Song nationality, the clumps did not hide much, and he generally mentioned what he knew.

Congsheng looked at the original battle and said with a very low attitude: "The leader of the war, we Mucheng wants to invite you to go to Mucheng after the gathering in Ninetowns, I don't know you..."

The original war thought that this long-lived Muzu mixed-race was fake. It was really next to me. This is the mixed-race descendant of the old Samar of the Feng family. Every time I saw him, I was happy to see him. I can only stay in the margins and wait for them to be bullied by the Maple.

"If you want to rebuild with the Changsheng Song people through me, then you will find the wrong person." The original warfare told the truth, but he did not have the kindness to tell the crowd, his priest talent is a real Mu ethnic mixed.

Clumping laughs, "We have a lot of good things in Mucheng, although this gathering also brings some, but after all, not all. I heard that Jiuyuan also has a lot of treasures, is it that Jiuyuan does not want to go to my wooden city to turn around, maybe we have what That's what you want."

Suddenly interested in Mucheng, he took the original battle and promised: "After the meeting, if we are not busy, we will go to Mucheng with you."

"Great." The young priests who looked across from the crowd looked more pleasing to the eye. They thought it was a good boy. They completely ignored the performance of the pits before the silence. "I also have a proposal."

Strictly in a good mood, "Speak and listen."

"This is my 9th-level peak soldier in Mucheng, pine needle."

Song aimed at the stern and the original warrior, this person smiled very gently, and there was a deep dimple in the corner of his mouth.

Strictly and the original battle, the two immediately got a good impression on this person.

"To tell the truth, we don't know anything about Ding Ding, but there are you in the past, we don't dare to ignore this new force. Pine needle is the first master of my wood city except one, but that person is older, Now I don’t want to take it easy, and I didn’t follow it.” Congsheng sighed again. “I’m not afraid of your jokes. We really don’t want to lose to a new born tribe that just emerged. If we can, we want to ask the sorcerer to help the pine needle break through to ten. level."

Strictly fingered on the knee.

Congsheng immediately said: "Of course, we know your request, but we really can't lose the pine needle. Do you think there is any other way to exchange?"

"Three nine-level wood warriors, one of whom must be able to control poisonous planting." The curse witch proposed the conditions instead of the apprentice.

Clumping headaches, busy: "Three too much, we can only change one."

"There is nothing to say." The curse said that turning his face turned his face.

The bushes are pitiful and stubborn.

Strictly handing him a hand, honestly: "He is my master, I listen to him."

The original war also laughed: "The curse of the sorcerer is lofty in my position in Jiuyuan. I am even the leader, but also listen to the opinions of his old man."

Clumping teeth, "two, up to two!"

The curse is cold and cold, and you can't let it go: "Three, one less can't."

The clumps are going to cry. "The curse of the sorcerer, the ninth-level blood-blood warrior, we are not much in Mucheng?"

"There are only a few of the ten-level fighters in the nine cities? How many nine-level fighters can play a ten-level? You have to go one, my apprentice has one ten-level fighter. Don't say three for one, that is ten for one. My apprentice is also lost!"

Clumping his head, "two nine-level, plus three nine-level crystal."

Curse: "Roll!"

The raft had to jump again and was held down by the needle.

The clumps may be really embarrassing, and both eyebrows should be pulled to the corners of the mouth.

I still want to establish diplomatic relations with Mucheng, and I don’t want to hang him too much. I will pull the curtain of the cursed witch and call: "Master..."

The curse turned his eyes and barely stepped back. "Two nine-level, one eight-level peak, swearing allegiance to my apprentice for thirty years, no less!"

Clumping feared that he regretted, and quickly shouted: "Good! Just say so!"

Although the three top masters are gone, but as the curse said, how many nine levels of ten can not be replaced! The most important thing is that they urgently need a level 10 fighter to help them take the challenge. Besides, the three warriors are not always following Jiuyuan. Is it not 30 years? This deal, they are not losing money.

The bushy is eager, "Is that breakthrough now? Do you want to prepare?"

Strictly watching the time is not much, simply say: "You call the three soldiers to be exchanged to us, as long as I see them pleasing to the eye, they swear, I will start."

"Good!" The bushes swiftly turned over the wooden city. The pine needles and the rafts were left behind, and the rafts that they didn't want to walk were towed away by the bushes.

Although the transactions of Mucheng and Jiuyuan were not heard by a few people, the movements of Mucheng were seen by everyone.

Almost everyone thought about what Wood City is doing.

Ding Yi people did not react much, and did not seem to know what the ten level means.

The movements of Mucheng also attracted other uptown turmoil, and many city owners and priests were secretly deliberating.

Tucheng witch eyes sneaked into the stern, his eyes flashed extreme fanaticism and yearning, but he told himself: not now, he can't just pass, the snakes are too ambitious, the city owner has been tempted by snakes, he must be optimistic about snakes, etc. He grabbed the handle of the snake, and went to the silent witch who was favored by the gods!