Undead Farm

"Adult! How come you?"

Keno ran with a group of Goblin soldiers, shouting far away.

I saw that every Goblin had a brand new leather armor, holding a shiny sharp spear and a long sword at the waist. Although it seems to be a slightly longer dagger in the night, it also proves that Keno's management is good.

And whether it is equipment, or Goblin's fierce eyes can be seen, they are definitely a strong soldier who can fight!

"I will do something, see that you have to carry a group of guards with you. Why, is the security in the city very bad?"

Keno smiled embarrassedly: "Some fleas can't see the situation, I am also an insurance, right, what do you want to do for adults, need my help?"

At night, I shook my head even more: "No, I can't help you with this. But the guards in the city are not enough. Do you need me to send you some more?"

"No, you are not enough, I can handle it here." Keno refused. "By the way, you can find something for this group of guys."

When the night is more visible, it will no longer persist. After all, his current limit of soul power is about 4,000. In an experiment, he found that the undead that he can control is not infinite, but determined according to the upper limit of the soul.

That is to say, he can only recover up to 4,000 undead at hand. Each city has an average of one point, plus the spare cards that need to be kept in hand, as well as undead workers and peasants. There are not many undead who can actually use them.

Want more?

Then he has to lose weight and turn the energy of the reserve into the upper limit of the soul.

"Well, if you need to hire an adventurer when necessary, I will send you a group of guards later." The night shrugged and the weight loss seemed to have to be mentioned. The schedule is over.

"Right, where is the Empire Portal in the city?"

"On the west gate, where are you going to pass?"

Seeing Keno’s expression is a bit strange, and the night is even more strange: “How? Don’t you give it there?”

"No, but the space magician is a bit, a little bad contact."

“Not good contact?” Frown frowned at night.

"Forget it, see you again, take the lead!"

Xicheng was originally an aristocratic area of ​​Yi'an City. It was filled with some nobles and nobles. However, due to the contact between the Yang family and the Mozu, the officials were all taken away. The remaining dignitaries also had two places in order to clear the relationship. Followed by moving away, making it very deserted now.

However, those luxury-decorated houses have all been left behind, and it is a small fortune to be bought by Keno at a very low price.

"Is this the Imperial Portal? Really!"

Looking at the portal that is more than a dozen meters in front of me, the night three even more exclaimed.

Look at the material of people, Wujin Obsidian! There is no problem in inheriting the millennium!

Look at the design of others, streamline work, the two semi-circle towering in half, like two palms in common, full of endless power!

In the third night, I thought of the undead transmission array that looked like a mud pit in my home. I couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Who? It’s here early in the morning!"

An impatient voice sounded, and the night was even more screaming.

I saw a squatting, red-nosed old man lying on a roof, throwing an empty jug on his side.

"It’s your dirty Goblin, don’t you say you won’t be here again!”

Keno’s face, which was next to the night’s third, sank. Instead of spending three nights, he patted his shoulder and looked up:

"You are the space mage who guards the portal here? How can I drink so drunk during work hours, what if someone wants to use the portal?"

"Ha ha ha! You are a funny joke, this city has broken into this, who will come?"

The drunken old man took a nap and seemed to feel some urgency. He actually put down the water from the top down.

Zhou Hong saw a cold face, a wave of his hand, an invisible ripple shot upwards, and instantly the clothes on the old man's body burned.

"I! Lying in the trough!" The old man was scared, and he rolled straight down from the roof. Let's make a noise, and even a bunch of tiles scraped down on him.

However, due to this stack of rolling and tiles, the fire on his body also disappeared, but the clothes were gone, and there was no hair left.

"Do you dare to attack me?! Do you know who I am?!"

The old man was also tenacious in life, and he struggled to find his sloppy head from the pile of slabs, and snarled a few more people in the night.

Although he is drunk, it does not mean that he can't tell how he burned.

Zhou Hong’s response was to gently slap a finger, and a ring of fire on the ground began to slowly circle the old man, and there was a tendency to smother it into a chicken.

"Hey! Come back?! Really when I was muddy?!"

The old man pulled out his hands and waved again and again, and immediately covered it with a transparent round cover, blocking the flames on the outside, and then watching it breathe naturally. The round cover was even free to exchange air.

"If you dare to show up your dirty things, I don't mind if there is more gray." Zhou Hong is still the same, faint.

"Joke! I love how it is, just in this area... Hey! Big sister is forgiving!"

The old man didn’t finish his speech~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Suddenly he felt a hot body, and his space cover was actually smashed by the flame, and it seemed to collapse. He could not help but ask for mercy immediately.

This is the isolation shield of the space system!

The general elemental attack and physical attack can ignore the super protection magic! The result will suddenly collapse? In the end, what fire spells are so overbearing? !

The old man doesn't want to know the answer right now. He only knows that he will really be suffocated into a shrimp if he doesn't ask for himself. Now his skin is battered, especially the tiles underneath are actually getting hot! It’s a comfort!

Seeing that the old man seems to be honest, Zhou Hong just made a snap, and the flames were removed. On the night of the night, he threw a set of Goblin pockets from the space ring that he did not know where he came from.

The old man opened his eyes and wanted to continue to get angry, but he saw the glittering pigeon egg on the night of the night. Then he put on a smile and skillfully put on his clothes and drilled the pile.

"It turned out to be a guest, let me say it soon! Welcome to welcome, don't know where you want to transfer it? How many people? Do you want to book back and forth?"

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly slammed his head and shouted loudly: "Oh, yes, the customer happens to be the 10,000th user of this transmission array. Now, the annual card is a huge discount of 10% off! Would you like one?"

Night three more:? ? ?

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