Survival Game For All: I'm Playing A God

"Master Ling Feng."

A guest who came from afar from Hailian City, wearing a special costume, bowed deeply to the old man in Zhanzheng College.

"Please also agree to our foreign trade application and share the remains of the undead dragon with us..."

'Tch, it really is coming towards this. '

Sitting on Ling Feng's welcome seat a long time ago, Xuan Sheng looked coldly at these guys from other main cities, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I'm very sorry. We also want to share the material of the undead dragon from the abyss with many compatriots present. It's just that this time Lone Star City was attacked, and a large number of buildings and materials were damaged. The income of the undead dragon is only used to make up for those injuries. The losses of those who have suffered are somewhat stretched, not enough..."

"Well, cough!"

Next to Ling Feng, Venerable Qing He, who arrived at Lone Star City first, swallowed the tea in his mouth with all his strength, so as not to let it spit out...

Seeing everyone's concerned eyes, Qing He held back his emotions:

"It's okay, you go ahead..."

After so many years... this old guy is still talking about everything!

The wreckage of a demigod-level undead dragon...to say that it is not enough to make up for the loss? You are destroying the palace of Wangcheng!

How can there be so many valuable things in the wilderness of Lone Star City! With such a small loss in exchange for the wreckage of an undead dragon, how much blood is there to earn business!

Stretched? Insufficient funds? Are all these words exported? !

How thick-skinned! ! !

Qing He, who thinks he can't do this kind of thing, gave Ling Feng a meaningful look, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and stopped contacting external information.

There are many legends of the human race, but there are not many famous ones.

And this old guy's reputation is not just based on hard power.

I'm generally thick-skinned this day, but I think it helped a lot...

Like Qing He, many envoys who knew this matter well, looked at Master Ling Feng calmly, with no flaws on his face, and they all cursed in their hearts.

Everyone knows what your Lone Star City is like.

Just such a remote place... even if it is all pushed and rebuilt, it will not use even half of the wreckage of the undead dragon!

As a result, you have to consume all the undead dragon for this little loss... Co-authoring the materials on this undead dragon, all of you got kickbacks for yourself? ? ?

"Master Lingfeng... If your city is short of supplies and gold coins, our other main cities can jointly petition the King City to restore this Lone Star City, but the material of the undead dragon..."

"Impossible! Such a trivial matter, how can you trouble Your Majesty? This is a private matter of Lone Star City. Now that it has been settled properly, you don't have to worry about it..."

He said politely, the meaning in Ling Feng's words, but he started to drive people away abruptly.

However, for these envoys who have been vain and obedient all the year round and are used to talking and talking, it is absolutely impossible to let them return without success just like this.

A demigod-level undead dragon... That kind of dragon material is absolutely rare in the world! Even the gods and lords, it is difficult to get a sacred object!

Now that Ling Feng wants to eat it all with one mouth, they will definitely not agree!

"Old Mr. Ling Feng...Actually, this matter...can't be regarded as a private matter of Lone Star City..."

A young man with dark eyes, dressed luxuriously, came from outside the door waving a fan...

"Welcome to His Highness the Fourth Prince!"

"Welcome to the fourth prince..."

As soon as this man appeared, the many guests present seemed to have found their backbone, and their expressions became tough...

"Lonely Star City is naturally also a part of Iron Blood. This undead dragon is a sacred object, how can Lone Star City take it alone?"

The man standing and talking without back pain waved his fan leisurely. As soon as he stopped talking, he naturally continued talking:

"That is, since it is a dragon species that died within the range of Sangvis, it is naturally owned by Sangvis, it belongs to His Majesty, and it is not a property of Lone Star City!"

"That's true!"

"Extremely extreme."

Seeing the ugly faces of these guys who don't do anything but want to get a piece of the pie, not to mention Xuan Sheng, even Ling Feng from the old city mansion is about to frown with anger...

Yes, the undead dragon was indeed not killed by the people of Lone Star City.

However, the killer of the undead dragon, that powerful girl from the upper realm, personally said that all her spoils would be handed over to Lone Star City! To compensate for the loss, and thank them for their help!

These talkative people who have no strength and only a mouth, first went to the girl from the upper realm to no avail, and then ran to Lone Star City to forcefully share the spoils, and even pointed fingers from the so-called orthodox point of view, it is simply too deceitful! ! !

Ling Feng has no doubts that these guys who are extremely hostile to Lone Star City on weekdays, if there is no Yetis, when Lone Star City is attacked by the undead dragon and nearly destroyed the city, I am afraid that they will not make a move at all! I was even happy to see this scene, and even held a banquet behind the scenes to celebrate it!

I will not help Lone Star when it is in trouble, but if Lone Star is blessed, I will take a share... These people who rest in a peaceful place and never know what cruelty is...I'm afraid there is no such thing as everyone in Lone Star Treated by compatriots!

What do they think of the lone star who once fought hard for iron and blood? !

A slave to bullying? !

"Old Ling, don't be so angry, everyone is serving the emperor, and they are all on their own."

Seeing Ling Feng's chest rise and fall, the Fourth Prince smiled all over his face and put on an appearance of a peacemaker, but in fact he punished him with every word and secretly suppressed him.

"This undead dragon is something that belongs to iron and blood. The envoys from other main cities think so."

"exactly."

"His Royal Highness is right."

"exactly."

With the backing of the four princes, many envoys who understood that this matter was interesting, all nodded their heads again and again, completely ignoring the legend of the past.

"Well, since this is the case...Mr. Ling Feng must agree...As a legend of the human race, you have to admit the majesty of the iron-blooded royal family...Huh?"

"..."

The old man's face was livid, and his fists were clenched tightly.

And Venerable Qinghe beside him, his chest was already heaving, extremely angry!

"I..."

"Wait a minute, Old Ling!"

A crisp male voice came, which suddenly surprised the tense scene.

"Huh... big brother?"

"Second Prince?"

The handsome man who came with City Lord Sun and Song Yu behind him... was Xuan Sheng's 'backer' who once entered Lilith's palace-the iron-blooded second prince.

"We agree to share the results of the Undead Dragon."

"what?!"

"This..."

"Be safe and don't be impatient!"

The second prince is in place, the old man with gloomy eyes is the first one to stop the angry college teachers...

"But, it's not without conditions..."

Seeing that the second prince took away all the limelight and forced the fourth prince to grit his teeth secretly, Xuan Sheng had an inexplicable feeling...

His tool man was touched... He seems to be treated as a tool man again!

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