Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Wuming and Pachi stared at each other closely, their muscles relaxed, ready to explode at any time, like knights in a life-and-death duel.

Under the moonlight, Wuming's armor and Patch's bald head reflected the cold light, like a duel between swordsmen.

Now is the time to dump the blame.

Although Wuming also failed, and the impact may be greater, as long as he takes the lead in passing the blame, he will be in an invincible position and condemn others as much as he wants on the moral high ground.

Wuming was the first to say:

Why did you fail? Why did you come back so quickly? Did you sleep on the roadside and then come back?

Patch glared:

You look down on me, don't you? I travel all over the country and know all kinds of shortcuts and portals. It's because of this that I can be so fast. I kept my word and even ran to the deepest part of Galid.

Still not found? Wuming asked.

Patch covered his bald head and looked up to the sky and sighed:

I found it. I went to Galid and found that the armors of the Rotten Knights were soaked in the Ionian swamps.

Then go get it. Wuming said.

There is still the remaining power of the Valkyrie there. I'm afraid of being infected and poisoned. Besides, there are still Zunfu's remnants there. Patch said, The armor in the swamp can't be fished out. Fortunately, there is another place - the Wailing Sand Dunes. , there are many corpses of Rotten Knights there, and they are very dry, so there is no need to worry about infection. And there is no one there except for the demigod Latan, so I thought maybe I could steal them.

Then what? Wuming asked.

Patch spread his hands: Who would have thought that Latarn's eyesight would be so good that he would spot me from a long way away. I was picking up corpses in the sand. When I looked up in the distance, I saw Broken Star Latarn. I ran away. .”

It's really useless. Wuming disliked Patch.

That's Shattering Star Latarn, the strongest demigod. Patch rolled his eyes, Go ahead if you have the ability.

Wuming sighed: Oh, we really should change. You go lie to Greg, and I'll go find the armor. It's too late to say anything now. Let's think about what to do.

You failed too? Patch asked.

Wuming coughed: Grek's current understanding is that I am a liar.

I'm sorry to say that. Patch raised his middle finger.

Wuming said bitterly: Damn it, I originally wanted to trick Greg into blaming the guard captain, but it's all Baizhi's fault.

Patch asked: It's not like there's nothing left to do. Is there anything else you can do?

Kill Greg? Wuming said.

You're not saying that if you kill Greg, there will be no business.

Wuming covered his face: Yeah...it really can't be done, I can only-

King, are you in trouble?

Haida was supported by the immortal and walked over.

During this time, Wuming and Pachi were away, and Haida became the backbone of everyone. With the ability to transform runes, she captured the hearts of many immortals.

The strong Haida relied on her own skills to gain a firm foothold here.

Wuming then told her about the current predicament.

Haida said: It's not difficult, there are many ways.

Tell me about it? Wuming sat upright and listened.

“For example, you can make things about Moen City public.”

Why make that public?

Haida said: The fact that Morn City was destroyed and occupied by hybrids has not spread to the outside world. Our people are still guarding the Sacrifice Bridge and blocking the news.

When the news of the hybrids occupying Morn City reaches Grek's ears, he will need to deal with it.

Patch frowned: Will this work? I don't think Greg will care about this matter, and he has no ability to control it.

It doesn't matter whether he cares or not. Haida said, We are the ones who know the suffering of Nimgefu best. We also know that the city lords and principalities everywhere are very dissatisfied with Grek. Once Grek shows his inability to govern, other People in the local area will rise up.

She lightly covered her lips: They will definitely rise up, I'm sure of this, just like the hybrids in Moren City.

Wuming and Pachi looked at each other.

Wuming said: There will be a lot of blood.

But the crusade against Grek is a just matter. King, you don't love justice the most. Haida said, A proper sacrifice is worth it.

Wuming was reluctant: Is there any other way?

Yes. Haida said, King, you sent my soldiers to Stone City to be merchants. As long as they spread the Bianhuo disease in the city, Greg will have no time to take care of him.

Is Dianhuo disease serious? Wuming asked.

It's just that the eyes will ulcerate. Haida licked her lips, But overripe grapes are delicious. They are sweet, soft, and thick. You must try them.

Haida seemed a little crazy.

It's not her fault. Without her men by her side, she hasn't had grapes for a long time, and she does tend to go crazy.

Patch looked at the excited Haida as if she were a ghost:

Did she eat too much turtle neck meat, too much?

Wuming nodded in agreement, looking at Haida with a somewhat sad look:

This... Haida, have you ever heard of the theory of body fluids?

Haida thought for a while:

I think I've heard of it, but I don't know much about it.

Wuming held Haida's hand:

Let's go, let's talk as we walk, I think you are a little too excited, which is not good for your health...

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Under the light of the golden tree, Greg looked at the letter with gloomy eyes and some fear.

The content of the letter is very simple. The big tree guard is dead.

The big tree guard is an elite knight from the royal city who followed him from the royal city. It cannot be supplemented. His death can be said to have seriously weakened Stonewell's high-end combat power.

The letter is also accompanied by an exquisite portrait, showing the image of the murderer.

It is Wu Ming.

The letter was sent from the guard guarding the residence of Dashu, but the guard did not see it with his own eyes. He did not follow his master that day. The source of the news and the murderer's image was someone else.

The letter said the fighting was witnessed by nearby herders.

Thinking of Neferi and Nameless, Greg's face was covered with a lingering haze.

Although these are two liars, they are powerful enough to threaten his safety.

Thinking of more and more faded people sneaking into the city, an uncontrollable fear grew in Greg's heart.

I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger... Greg muttered these words in a daze.

The guard captain followed Greg, heard his murmur, and distanced himself in fear.

Greg looked around, and the soldiers around him looked at him, many of them subconsciously retreating.

When Greg saw the retreating soldiers, he became even more angry and stretched out his thick monster arm to arrest them.

Under the moonlight, a bright red arc flashed, and Greg's giant demon arm flew up, spilling a large amount of blood.

Severe pain swept back from the severed limb to his brain, and Greg twitched and screamed in pain.

The guards immediately drew their swords and pointed them at the attacking assassins.

This is a bright red assassin with black iron armor covered with dragon scales, wearing a red cloak made of membrane wings, and holding a bright red double-headed sword that is longer than his body.

The blade of the double-headed sword was wrapped in mist-like blood, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

The assassin did not run away, nor did he continue to attack. He just stood there and watched the screaming Greg with cold eyes.

When Greg saw the man's double-headed knife, he immediately shouted in pain:

Don't even hit him!

After calling out, Greg looked around and found that no soldiers dared to attack at all.

Greg was in unbearable pain and had no time to breathe. He stared at the double-headed knife:

People from the Blood Dynasty...the Blood King wants to steal my big rune?

Greg was very angry, but when he saw the strange cursed blood, he suppressed his anger.

In the battle between the strongest demigod Latarn and the Valkyrie Malenia, the winner with the last laugh is the Blood King.

As a witness to the Broken War, I have personally felt the power of the Valkyrie, and I can better understand the terror of the Blood King.

The assassin just looked at him without saying a word.

Do you look down on me? Greg glared at the blood-red man.

Haha, you misunderstood the Golden King. A voice came from the ground, She never speaks.

A man emerged from the blood sprayed by Greg.

The visitor was wearing a white mask.

Who are you? Greg asked reluctantly, holding his broken arm.

I'm Fan Lei, and I'm here to give you a gift. The white mask said with a smile.

Is giving me a knife your gift? Greg gasped.

I heard that you have encountered a strong enemy, and these limbs obviously cannot meet your needs. Fan Lei said, Our dragon knight just happened to come back with new trophies, and we specially sent them to you.

Powerful limbs? Greg's fear and pain were suppressed, Where are they?

Fan Lei looked at the pool of blood on the ground:

That thing is too heavy for us to transport here. It would be convenient if there was a larger blood pool...

Understood. Greg smiled ferociously and looked at the surrounding soldiers, Those soldiers who retreated just now, you are not loyal. You are all guilty. Now you should be happy that you can add to my strength.

Some soldiers began to kneel down and beg for mercy, while some tried to escape.

The fleeing soldiers were overtaken by the innocent soldiers, stabbed to death, and their bodies collected together.

Blood dyed the grass in the wild red, and the smell of blood floated in the wind.

A giant dragon rose from the blood like a ship breaking through the sea, with wings like sails.

Even though it is dead, this huge body still possesses breathtaking aura and stunning beauty.

Greg was attracted by the charming dragon corpse and couldn't help but get closer.

Are you still satisfied? Fan Lei asked.

Greg was speechless. He inserted the severed limb into the dragon's neck and pulled hard. The dragon's head fell and was attached to his severed arm.

Oh...oh! Greg was intoxicated with his new power. The dragon head in his left hand held a soldier in his mouth. Dragon flames spurted out, burning the soldier into charcoal amidst the screams.

Greg was intoxicated with his new power for a while, then looked at Fan Lei:

Why do you want to help me? What do you want?

Fan Lei stood in the blood pool, next to the corpses, and spread his hands:

This is what we want. Our interests do not conflict. You want power, we want blood.

Fan Lei didn't explain much and disappeared into the blood pool together with the bright red figure.

Only when they are evenly matched can the most blood be produced.

Just like the corrupt knight and the red lion back then.

What Mother Truth longs for is the wound.

Early the next morning, Fan Lei walked into the Aile Church.

Fan Lei said: I have good news for you. I asked the craftsmen of the teleportation array and they said that the teleportation array can be built.

Fan Lei was in a good mood.

As an elite member of the Blood Dynasty, he certainly would not passively cooperate with Wuming.

He had already laid out a plan to help Wuming develop the caravan, and then a fierce conflict broke out with Gerek.

The blood rose has been planted, and all that remains is to wait for the harvest.

Wuming was seen packing the package, and he heard Fan Lei's voice saying:

We are ready to move, to Lienia.

What the hell? Fan Lei's smile disappeared instantly, Aren't you pretty awesome? Why are you running?

Fan Lei judged that Greg could not beat Wuming, so he specially gave Greg a gift to make both sides evenly matched. Unexpectedly, Greg's side had just become stronger and Wuming was about to run away.

Why? Fan Lei didn't understand.

Wuming said deeply:

This is a trade secret, you won't understand.

Aren't you just afraid of Greg? Fan Lei said gloomily, Are you afraid that your people will bleed?

Wuming coughed:

That's definitely one of the reasons.

Fan Lei grabbed Wuming's shoulders, his eyes blood red:

How about I help you block Greg and give you a chance to develop? With your strength, you will definitely be able to grow up quickly to the point where you are not afraid of Greg.

Wu Ming is a little embarrassed:

Eh...but we have already discussed it.

Aren't you a businessman? Businessmen must of course put profits first. Fan Lei said, When the situation changes, you have to change your business strategy, right?

Why are you so enthusiastic? Wuming was suspicious.

Nonsense, do you know how much effort I have spent on you? Fan Lei said.

The guy who wields the double-headed sword is one of the top blood fingers in the dynasty. Even if he wants to command her, he has to waste a lot of effort.

He paused for a moment and said:

I paid a lot of money to get the craftsmen to agree to build the teleportation array elsewhere.

Wuming said slowly:

Businessmen should really put profits first...

Fan Lei nodded.

That's why I'm going to Lienia. Wuming spread his hands, To tell you the truth, yesterday when Patch and I were worried, a wolf came.

A wolf?

To be precise, it's a werewolf. Wuming said, When we talked about this issue, he said that Lienia also has an anvil and is blessed next to it.

It's also here. Nimgefu is close to the sea, and it's a place where many faded people come ashore. Fan Lei said.

This is also the place that I can't let go of the most. Wuming was heartbroken, It's best for the round table to guide newcomers.

Wouldn't it be better to stay here? Fan Lei said.

Wuming was silent for a moment and said deeply:

But he said there are a lot of dung beetles in Lienia.

Fan Lei froze: Is this why you want to move there?

Wuming said solemnly: This is a business secret. I told you because I saw your sincerity. Please don't steal business from me.

Who would snatch a dung beetle? Fan Lei was frantic. Do you think the Blood Dynasty will be short of money?

In short, Lienia has a great advantage in loading goods. Wuming said, It can save a lot of costs. Of course, we are also in Nimgefu's business. We can transport Lienia's dung beetles through the road. Come here, there are many other specialties.”

Wuming asked Fan Lei:

You can put your teleportation array anywhere. Can't it be moved to Lienia?

Fan Lei thought about Lienia for a moment.

There are almost no people in the endless water, except for crabs and lobsters. Almost everyone is huddled in the academy and isolated from the outside world...

How can we create wounds to obtain blood? How can we find lobster blood?

What color is lobster blood?

Fan Lei trembled and his eyes were firm:

No, we have already decided on the location. The teleportation array is designed based on this location and cannot be changed.

Wuming was a little confused. He took a few steps and looked at Fan Lei: Can you really stop Greg?

He will give the Blood Dynasty this face. Fan Lei said confidently.

Fan Lei believed that Grek would agree. Grek was already afraid of the Blood Dynasty, and this was not asking him to give up. It was just asking him to wait for a while, waiting for the unknown caravan to gain a foothold in Nimgefu, and then the conflict would explode.

Wuming said: I have already made an agreement with my subordinates, and now I am changing my mind. It's so embarrassing.

Are you embarrassed? Fan Lei responded coldly:

What do you want to say?

Sending Buddha to the West, didn't you say that the Blood Dynasty is very rich? Wuming said, Can you give me some liquidated damages?

Fan Lei bit his lip under the mask and bled:

Fine……

Refreshing, so grand. Wuming patted Fan Lei's butt.

Fan Lei held back his anger:

I have a request.

Isn't that too much? Wuming said miserably.

Don't worry, it's very reasonable. Fan Lei said, I want to stay in your new round table.

In this way, Fan Lei can use the new round table to recruit new people for the Blood Dynasty. This new round table can be regarded as a cooperative project with the Blood Dynasty - although it will be sacrificed sooner or later.

That's no problem. Our new round table is lacking talents like you. Wuming nodded in agreement.

There is still my blood. Fan Lei said, The blood of the witch you promised me.

Don't worry, when you fix the teleportation array, we will deliver the goods with the same hand. Wuming said.

I want to get some of the blood first. Fan Lei refused to let go.

Okay. Wuming said helplessly, Wait for me for a while.

Wuming left Airei Church directly, passed by Lake Yakir, and returned to Mengliu Cave.

Haida was sitting there, looking haggard.

There were many warm stones placed at her feet to replenish her physical strength.

And on her body, there was a huge mosquito.

The mosquito was the size of an eagle. Its mouthparts pierced Haida's arm, and its tail was bulging high and full of blood.

King... Haida looked at Wuming weakly.

Not bad, not bad. Bloodletting therapy is very effective. Wuming patted Haida on the head, You see you are much more normal now, keep up the hard work.

Wuming's words to keep working hard were obviously not empty words, and he put on a new mosquito.

Mengliu Cave is next to Lake Yakir and close to the water source. There are many mosquitoes here.

Wuming pinched the wings of the mosquito, held up his bloated belly, and returned to the Ailei Church.

Wuming held his belly like a water balloon and handed it to Fan Lei:

Here, the witch's blood.