Chronicles of Heaven

This is a plain area impacted by three big rivers. The surrounding area is rich in water and soil, and the scenery is excellent.

Before the arrival of the witch iron, this plain, which was nearly 10,000 miles long, was the battlefield between the frontiers of the Chao Dynasty and the western demons. Numerous soldiers of the Chao Dynasty and the demon clan fought here for countless years, and the whole field was soaked with blood.

However, in the eyes of these gloomy men, the formerly garrisoned frontier battlefields in the field had been demolished cleanly.

The raid tunnels, traps, caves, etc. dug by the demons in the underground have also been buried cleanly.

Even some giant demon, based on their talents and supernatural powers, have created a dangerous environment such as the poisonous swamp, which has been completely cleaned up.

Thousands of huge cylindrical warehouses are neatly handled on the field. Around these huge warehouses with a height of one hundred feet and a base diameter of nearly six inches, the trading markets are crowded and crowded.

Large groups of demons dragged old and young Benzes, staring at those warehouses with red eyes and ruthlessly, and the ghosts cried and wobbled, and they immediately rushed to rob the market.

But their primitive wild impulse was quickly suppressed by the demon runes hanging from the warehouses.

These demon clan gasping from afar, taking the clan members carefully into the market, and then they were completely assimilated by the frenetic atmosphere of the market.

The mess they brought, they didn't know what materials they used, and soon they became exquisitely minted coins in various exchanges, and then became a bowl of spirits, a plate of delicacies, A pair of satin satin, pieces of fine jewelry.

Eat, drink, play, and enjoy ...

These demons who came with curiosity finally shook their heads, salivated their mouths, and carried a lot of products that they could not produce themselves. However, all the daily necessities in Luzhou had left the market.

In their hands, they grasped and recorded various medicinal materials, spiritual materials, ore, and rare jade jade.

The treasurer of the exchange told them that as long as they can find the treasures in the jade and send them to the exchange, they can exchange one piece of food for their entire ethnic group for years, drink endless wine, and Countless good things you can't imagine.

Several gloomy men looked at several tigresses with waists around their feet. They were sloppy, and carefully carried a dressing mirror with a height of several feet and a width of two feet, as if they were serving their ancestors. .

The faces of these tigresses were actually a little shameful.

In the past, they could only look at themselves in the spring in the mountains.

But this dressing mirror allows them to see every hair on their face clearly.

There are red, green, and green silk around the waist, and various rouge gouache in the purlins on the shoulders. Dozens of gold, silver, and jade gardenia are inserted in the messy hair on the head. The tigress is painted red with rouge. They twisted their waists, carefully lifted the clothes mirror and left.

A few gloomy men became increasingly ugly.

"Sure enough, there is a great change here ... What is this situation called, in the words of the human race?" A dark-skinned man asked coldly.

"Believe is fun." Another man Shen said, "My demon tribe, by nature, should maintain wildness, using human blood and bone marrow, using their internal organs and bones, using their brains and bones to temper the primitive wildness and carving. Your own blood. "

"Human races do this with a soft knife to kill people. They want to make my demons lose their wildness, instincts, and become a bunch of widowers without the power of a chicken!" Another man bites Teeth sneered: "The ghostly Peng Zun and the million poisons respected them and lived up to the expectations of the ancestors."

"They are traitors." The dark-skinned man strode to the nearest warehouse.

"They are traitors. They have betrayed the billions of my demons."

"I'll wait, when it comes to chaos anyway, let my demon people return to the right path ... Keep away from the blood food that these ancestors gave us."

Huang Xiu, with his dozens of soldiers in soft armor, walked slowly along the outer walls of the circular warehouse, while walking, he looked at the lively trading market with a smile.

The bustling big demon goblins, carrying a lot of small piles of various materials, hummingly bargained with the shopkeepers and the second boys of the exchanges everywhere.

A large amount of living materials are generally transported out of the warehouse, and the same countless materials are also returned to the warehouse. No matter the demons or the people of the exchange, they all smiled and were happy and happy.

Huang Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

He is responsible for thousands of huge warehouses on the field's exchange.

He was a member of the Huang family who belonged to Huang Lang. He followed Huang Lang and was sent to Dzezhou.

In the muddy fields and jungles of Dazao Prefecture, Huang Xiu originally thought that he would be like this in his life and completely finished. However, from time to time, Huang Langba was put on witch iron, and the entire Huang's family also rose, and gradually began to rise.

The Huang family was originally just an ordinary county governor.

Huang Xiu is just an ordinary master in a medium-sized city within the sphere of influence of the Huang family.

But now, Huang Xiu is always in charge of the transactions between Luzhou and Yaoguo, and he has also entered the top 100 in the sequence of his subordinates under the witch iron. Huang Lang even told Huang Xiu that as long as he made the demon country's transaction beautiful, it would be a matter of course to rise in the future.

"Everyone is more spirited and more cautious ... This market is an important task ordered by Your Majesty ... Your Majesty's people are endless in our country, and we have endless endeavours. Let us be dedicated to your Majesty!"

More than a dozen fierce soldiers responded in unison, one by one subconsciously holding the knife handle, one by one, their blood was rising, and I wished that there were now a few unscrupulous stupid nuisances that ran into their blades and made them work hard Lixun is.

Huang Xiu and his entourage walked around a giant warehouse, followed the passage paved by bluestone, and walked towards the next giant warehouse.

Just near the trading area on the outskirts of the warehouse, a scream of horror came suddenly from an exchange dedicated to the exchange of spirits.

The second son of several exchanges was covered with blood and flew out of the wooden trading building. Behind them, a big man with dark skin and straight hair, erect like steel needles, struck a stick and strode Chased it out.

"You dare to mix water in your wine ... dead!"