Otherworldly Lord

Without morals, anything is possible.

Looking at the indescribable expressions of Hei Yan and Murphy, Song Mo decided that he must persist in being invincible!

Prime Minister Murphy thought he had countless people, but this Lord of Greenland from Anris completely broke all his previous cognitions.He had never seen a person, man or woman, who could speak clearly while crying.Obviously showing weakness, but people have an urge to strangle him.

It seemed that Hei Yan finally couldn't stand Song Mo's magic voice piercing through his brain, and simply grabbed Song Mo's neck.Song Mo's shadow was reflected in his light golden eyes, and his long black hair brushed over Song Mo's head and neck as he bent down, and slid across his cheeks.The silky touch and coldness made Song Mo shiver uncontrollably.

June's snow-like cries stopped abruptly.

"If you cry again, I'll kill you."

The hand on Song Mo's neck gradually tightened, Hei Yan was not joking.Song Mo shook his head quickly, and firmly stated that he would stop crying, even if he was beaten to death.

"Very good." Hei Yan let go of his hand, "Prime Minister, you can ask him."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Murphy stepped forward, pointed to the blueprint on the king's desk, and said to Song Mo straight to the point: "Lord of Greenland, do you still have such a weapon?"

Song Mo blinked, it turned out that the old man was a prime minister, so Xuan didn't call out his father-in-law back then!He quickly wiped away his tears, and blew his nose twice with a handkerchief, making harsh noises.

It's like a village head under the urban-rural fringe department, ran to dig his nose in front of the head of state, and even dug his face intoxicated. Is there anyone who is so irritating?

The prime minister's face turned livid, and Hei Yan once again had the urge to kill.

Song Mo didn't care so much, his nose was clear, he stood up, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his clothes, and saluted Hei Yan with the most standard etiquette. With broken momentum, "Your Majesty, please forgive my gaffe just now."

As long as Hei Yan doesn't continue to pursue his and Sai Wansi's private arms trading, Song Mo has nothing to worry about.

Now that my life is safe, I will start fighting for gold coins.Thinking of the king's treasury, the lord ignited his fighting spirit.

"Your Majesty, I can come up with better weapons, and I will never let you down."

"Oh?" Hei Yan raised an eyebrow when he heard Song Mo's words, "Is that so?"

"Of course. However," Song Mo paused, with a seemingly sincere but cunning smile on his face: "Your Majesty, I believe you have heard the saying that there is no such thing as a free lunch."

"so?"

"I can give you better things than catapults, siege picks and crossbows, but things can't be given for nothing. Are you right?"

Song Mo rubbed his fingers, the meaning was very clear, if he wanted a weapon, he had it!But gold coins are also necessary.Good things cannot be given for free, not even by kings.

Hei Yan looked at Song Mo in surprise. Is this poor aristocrat in Gerryland "doing business" with him?His life was still in his hands, so he dared to ask him for money?

"Don't look at me like that, I'll be ashamed, Your Majesty."

Hei Yan: "..."

"You think, things that are given for free are always of lower quality than those bought with money, don't worry?"

Hei Yan: "..."

"Patent fees, design fees, plus labor costs, you only need to give me five thousand gold coins, and I will give you an individual weapon that can make the Obi Kingdom's army invincible on the mainland, domineering horizontally, and no one uses birds!"

Hei Yan: "..."

Seeing that Hei Yan just looked at him without speaking, Song Mo gritted his teeth, "If you think five thousand gold coins is too expensive, I can give you a friendly price, four thousand and five!"

Hei Yan: "..."

"Four thousand and two! It can't be lower, I have hundreds of people to support, at least give me some hard work money?"

Hei Yan: "..."

"Okay, can you say something?"

Song Mo looked at his "big customer" eagerly, his eyes were shining with the light of desire for gold coins, but he didn't want Hei Yan to ignore him, but turned his head and said to Prime Minister Murphy: "Prime Minister."

"Yes, Your Majesty the King."

"Drag this man out and chop him up."

"As ordered!"

Prime Minister Murphy raised his head, his eyes flashed coldly, and he pointed at Song Mo with a small knife, almost shouting: Your Majesty, I have been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

Song Mo broke out in a cold sweat immediately, relying on it, how can he say that he is about to kill someone? !

If he is dragged out, he may really say goodbye to this world.Song Mo didn't think he could successfully time travel once, even if he could, if he passed on someone more miserable, would he survive? !

So, before the palace guards came in, Song Mo clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and performed the ultimate nirvana!

He raised his head abruptly, his eyes gleamed coldly, he aimed at the target, and rushed towards Hei Yan!Using Liu Xiang's standard hurdling posture, he crossed the Prime Minister Murphy's interception, threw himself under the throne, and hugged Hei Yan's thigh!

He hugged him and began to howl: "Your Majesty, I'm asking for a lot of money, you can just sit back and pay back the money! Besides, if you really kill me, you will have nothing!"

Song Mo's actions frightened Prime Minister Murphy. How dare this daring guy offend the king? !He will be torn to pieces by the king!Throw it down a rocky mountain to feed the wolves!

Hei Yan didn't kick Song Mo away as Murphy thought, but looked at Song Mo for a while, waved his hand to let the soldiers who were scared when they walked in, go out, and said to Song Mo: "The sky is asking for prices, sitting on the ground is still worth it!" money?"

"Of course! There is no bargaining in buying and selling, are you right?"

"Well, you are right, very right. Since this is the case," Hei Yan lifted Song Mo's neck and said word by word: "I want the weapon you mentioned. But gold coins, I don't have it." A few words Exit, Song Mo was dumbfounded, and Murphy was also stunned.

Murphy felt that he must be dreaming. His king, the noble king of Obi, the lord of the black city, was seriously bargaining with a small person? !God of light, did the Sabisen cast a spell on his king?

Song Mo looked up at Hei Yan with tears in his heart.He is so stupid, really, he only thought that there would be no more domineering creatures than elves in the world, but he never thought that the lower limit of bullies would be constantly refreshed!

Although Song Mo didn't even think about getting out of his body, he was ready to bleed a little, but he couldn't bleed a lot!Bleeding can be fatal!

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry!What's more, he doesn't eat grass, he eats meat!

What else can he do in front of such a bully who is rich and powerful, has thugs and accomplices?

Thinking of this, Song Mo couldn't help touching the pistol hidden in his waist.It was an imitation May-Fourth pistol. Before setting off, I went to the dwarf brother with the blueprint to build it. Even Old John didn't know that he had such a weapon.Obie's court attendants and guards would not have known that this palm-sized thing would be a deadly weapon!

If he kills the king, or holds the king hostage...

Song Mo lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a while.

Although Hei Yan didn't care much about Song Mo hugging his thigh, Prime Minister Murphy couldn't take it anymore, it was so rude!As the prime minister of a country, he has never hugged the king's thigh. How can this little man be able to!

"Bastard, let go of His Majesty the King!"

Murphy's scolding brought back Song Mo's rationality, no, you can't do this!

Even if Hei Yan was killed, he would not be able to escape from the palace. Moreover, he might not be able to kill him. What if he was really a giant dragon returning to his ancestors?

Thinking of this, Song Mo had already touched the hand on his waist and let go of Hei Yan's thigh. He respectfully walked to the head of the throne and said to Hei Yan: "Your Majesty, please forgive my rudeness. It is clear, I can give you the blueprint of the weapon without your gold coins. However, I have a request, if you do not agree, I will be killed by you, and I will not give you the weapon!"

"Tell me."

"I will continue to serve as a mercenary in the army of the Northwest Province. You must promise to give me and my subjects the treatment that Obi mercenaries deserve."

"can."

Hei Yan readily agreed, and Song Mo's request was not too much.

Song Mo lowered his head and bit his lips desperately, so that he could barely suppress the anger that had rushed to his throat.He has never suffered such a loss!there has never been!

Black Flame, Obi, he remembered!

But what kind of weapon should you give him?

Don't even think about hot weapons!But there are only two or three cold weapons left in his mind. If Hei Yan is willing to pay gold coins to buy them, Song Mo will definitely take them out without hesitation, but he won't take out any...

Song Mo's eyes turned to the table next to the Black Flame Throne, catapults, siege chisels, bows and crossbows...

and many more!

An idea flashed in Song Mo's mind, and he gave Saivans the bed crossbow!It seems that this guy didn't dedicate this thing to the king?

Thinking of this, Song Mo had an idea in his mind. Anyway, this thing was an additional condition for Sai Wansi to bring him to the capital of Obi. Since Brother Sai sold him, don't blame him.

"Your Majesty, I can draw you the blueprint of another weapon right now..."

The Northwest Province army station, Sai Wansi has been fidgeting since Song Mo was taken away.He wasn't sure if Song Mo would betray him, or what the king would do with him.

This kind of anxiety made Sevans, who had experienced strong winds and waves, wander around the room like a headless chicken, without even eating dinner.

The Greenlanders seemed very calm, eating when they should eat and resting when they should rest, as if it was not their lord who was taken away by the king's carriage.Harold and the three monks who were traveling with him were very puzzled when they saw the performance of Johnson and others.

"Aren't you worried about the lord?"

"Don't worry." Johnson bit off half of the bread in one bite, "The lord will definitely be safe and sound."

"Why are you so confident?"

"You came late, so I don't know. The lord can't even be killed by lightning, so he won't be so easy. The one who should be worried should be the guy who caused the lord to get into trouble. Hehe, it will definitely not end well. !"

As Johnson said, he sneered at Harold a few times.Obviously, this is what he really thinks.

Seeing the Greeland man gnawing bread and drinking the thick soup, Harold and the three monks looked at each other, wondering for the first time whether it was right or wrong for them to defect to Greeland?

These guys with problematic brain circuits are led by another guy who can't be measured by common sense. The future is really worrying...

At the same time, Rhys Meers, who was far away in the dungeon of the Lord Gerryland's mansion, suddenly changed his expression. The aura that just came back from Song Mo was a dragon?

He could touch the dragon directly?

In the end what happened?