Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

The envoy Rong had to swallow his loss and was filled with anger, but when he thought about Black Rock City becoming his vassal, he was determined to make this so-called great witch suffer a lesson, so that she would not be in vain for having such a fascinating face.

Inside the Black Stone City camp, Lang Rui and Qiao Xin were unaware of someone's brain storm. They were discussing with Lang Mu and Lu Yao about the group of Silver Moon Wolf people in the hands of Black Armor City.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

Lang Mu smiled with relief when Lang Rui finished speaking. "It's difficult to be both loyal and filial. When the time comes, abandoning them and making a choice that benefits the world is a worthy death. This is the mission of the entire Silver Moon Wolf Clan, so don't feel embarrassed. This world has been ill for a long time and has become a stubborn disease. It requires a strong remedy. It's difficult for you."

Lang Rui said hoarsely, "Okay."

Qiao Xin held his hand and gave him strength.

Lang Rui held his hand in return, in fact he was already prepared.

Qiao Xin: "We should save him if we can. This is just a last resort. Don't worry, it's just refined salt. I'll send a message to Bao Lin tonight and ask him to find Lang Yu to refine sea salt in secret. We have already made all the preparations."

Lang Mu looked at the two people's clasped hands. Lang Rui was so lucky, and the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was so lucky to have the help of this female.

Lu Yao glanced at him. It must be God's will. He believed more and more in the records of his ancestors.

"The message that Xiang Li conveyed today is to provide an opportunity for Envoy Rong. You have done a very good job. Now we just have to wait for Envoy Rong to make a move. We will get rid of him and give all the major forces a chance to compete. We will muddy the waters of the Beast God Sacrifice and we will take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters." Qiao Xin continued the topic they had discussed before.

"As the largest force in the Beast God Temple, if Envoy Rong falls, the cities under his control will definitely be divided up and the power will be redistributed. Some neutral cities that are watching will definitely get involved, and the situation on the entire continent will change."

"We can promise some food to some stray orcs and let them organize their forces to charge into battle. The more muddy the situation is for us, the better."

Lang Rui: "I stand with Xinxin, and then we will..."

Orders were issued one after another in a rapid rhythm. The entire Black Rock City camp seemed quiet, but in fact, the situation below was already turbulent.

As the most lackey of the Beast God, Envoy Rong told Shiqi what happened today with exaggeration.

"Do you want to give your place to Blackrock City?" Shiji didn't even bat an eyelid. He had lived to such an old age and sat in this position, but he was not as peaceful and friendly as he appeared.

Rong Shenshi's nerves suddenly jumped. Knowing that he could not hide it, he immediately admitted, "Yes, Black Stone City is much better under my name than under the control of others. What do you think?"

Shi Qi lifted his eyelids and glanced at him lightly. He didn't say whether it was good or bad, but just said, "Don't do stupid things like today again. He killed someone and left him there carelessly without hiding anything. It was obviously a trap, but you fell into it."

The chubby face of Rong Shenshi, which was as white as a steamed bun, trembled. He felt that there was something else behind Shi Ji's words, and began to wonder what it was.

Was it a warning to him that the quota issue was also a trap?

Envoy Rong was a little hesitant, thinking of the fact that Xiang Li seemed to have been imprisoned in Black Stone City for a long time. Although she escaped later, it was hard to say whether there was any fishy thing going on.

But he was reluctant to give up the big piece of fat meat, Black Rock City.

He was afraid that if he did nothing, it would give others an opportunity.

How about pushing the Yellow Lion Clan out? !

The more Envoy Rong thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him. However, the Yellow Lion Tribe was not so easy to control. He had given the quota that should have been promised to Black Armor City to Black Stone City. This was already an irreconcilable contradiction. If he only allowed the Yellow Lion Tribe to have a name on the list, it would inevitably fall into the hands of other members of the White Lion Tribe.

After he left, he never expected that Shizhen would actually call the temple god over.

"I've seen you researching those four carts recently. What's the result?"

Shizhen's attitude towards the temple god was obviously better, but only slightly. At least he looked directly at him, as if he wanted to see through the mask on his face.

"Yes, the blood power of the White Leopard Clan can produce iron. With a little control, the most sophisticated parts can be made. The rest can be replaced by wood." When talking about the things he was interested in, the temple god's expression became lively and no longer lifeless.

The temple messenger continued to talk incessantly and with great interest. The lion's eyes showed admiration and encouraged him to continue.

The temple god stopped until his mouth was dry, picked up the tea on the table and sipped it, and finally said shyly, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Shi Ji: "No, we in the Beast Temple need pure people like you. What do you think about Black Stone City?"

The temple priest's heart skipped a beat, not understanding why he mentioned Black Stone City in front of him. Did he discover something?

“A city with great potential.”

"I think so too. Some grudges may be formed, but they may not be irreconcilable. Don't you think so?"

The temple envoy tightened his fingers, and finally put the crystal cup back on the table, put his hands into his sleeves, and placed them flat on his thighs, "It depends on the person."

The lion laughed as if he had heard something funny. "Temple, you are still so naive. There is no eternal hatred in the world. If there is, it is because the interests are not enough. How about putting Black Stone City under your name?"

The temple envoy's fingers suddenly grasped the animal skin robe, his face remained unchanged, "I can't manage it."

He has been a divine messenger for more than a hundred years, but he is still just a title without real power. Suddenly he is dragged into the game, and he is not sure what the Lion is thinking.

The lion slowly retracted the overly big smile on his face, returning it to a slightly raised arc, like a mask welded on his face, friendly and weird, just what he wanted was that you couldn't control it.

"I don't trust others, I only trust you."