Yan Yong rolled out of the sorrowful palace and crossed several winding and dark passages, which came to the Dangling Mountain.

Seeing this pink crystal mountain, Yan Yong spit out a sigh of gas, away from Fangyuan, and the pressure and fear in his heart dissipated a lot.

After trekking in the mountains for a while, he was discovered by the tribes.

"Ah, great, honorable patriarch, our hero, you are here!" Some stonemen immediately cheered.

"Please let me kiss your toes and express my admiration for you." Some stone people fell to the ground.

"Big hero, big hero! Your courage is higher than the sky, your courage is hòu than the ground." Some small stone people, in groups, cheered.

Yan Yong smiled and no one knew his bitterness.

The cheers in the ear, so lively, surrounded by many ethnic groups, but he felt unparalleled loneliness.

He looked at the people around him. These smiling stone people, after three months, I am afraid they will all die. Exhausted because of the canal. But what can he do?

In the eyes of other stone people, how great the victory of the Wandering Mountain is, and how worthy of praise. Only he understands that this is just a game that the fairy is manipulating behind the scenes.

This cruel and cold truth made him understand deeply, the sacrifice of those stone people, how bleak and glorious the victory is, how ridiculous it is.

He led the people and gained more and more victories, and the fear of his other source became deeper and deeper.

"The immortal, he is a devil! His heart is colder than the heart of our stone people. His strength is greater than that of the mountains. I am so weak, what can I do? Rebellion is death. I admit to me. The timidity, I am really afraid of death. I have not slept enough, I am only one hundred and eighty years old."

Once Yan Yong remembered the way Fangyuan looked. His heart is filled with fear.

His unconquered conscience afflicted him.

He knows that he is about to go hand-in-hand and push almost all the people to death. He was tortured by conscience, and every praise of the tribes was like a whip, and his heart whip was scarred.

"Premier, dear patriarch, you are finally back! Everyone is waiting for you." The stone people let a road open, let Yan Yong go unimpeded to the high ground.

"My people. In the past three days, our ethnic group has grown many times! Our expedition has achieved brilliant results. But such a victory is not enough. You are willing to go with me and continue." Going to a better tomorrow?" Yan Yong asked, speaking loudly.

The stone people cheered with the loudest voice and expressed their support for Yan Yong’s one hundred and twenty.

Yan Yong nodded, and he had expected this situation.

Among the stone people, there is no thorny head, or the old stone man of wisdom. But in many battles, they have all been "strong" sacrifices.

The stone man who is now staying. Most of them are just born Xiao Shiren, and their minds are relatively simple. And those old stone people, almost all of them are iron brave supporters, and even Yan Yong's fanatics.

Yan Yong patiently waited for the end of the cheers. This continues to say: "In the past three days, I have been thinking about where no one is going - how should we deal with the immortals who escaped. The immortals have the celestial beings to inspire the fox army and have the horrible fighting power. He It must be retreating to the north of the water, or breathing in the fire pit in the east. We can't let him recover."

"The patriarch is saying yes!"

"The patriarch is too wise, and we can't let the wicked immortal accumulate the fairy."

"When the **** demon regained his strength, he will definitely find us the trouble of the stone man!"

"But what should we do? Water and fire pits are very dangerous places. Even if we are stone people, it will not last long. And these two places are so vast, the ghosts know where the immortals go."

The public stone people are talking and talking.

Yan Yong interrupted everyone's arguments. He shouted: "So, I thought of a unique way. We have to fill in the water and fire pits with the soil. In this way, the immortal can not restore the fairy! ”

"Scorpio, this is a crazy idea!" Immediately, there were stone people exclaimed.

"My great patriarch, Mizusawa is so broad and discouraged. The fire pit is fatal. How can we fill them with soil? This is impossible." An old stone man retorted Road.

Yan Yong took a deep look at this old stone man, remembering his heart.

The stone man dared to refute himself and proved that he was not enough to worship himself. He will be assigned the heaviest job in the future and will be exhausted.

At this time, another old stone man said: "We can't do it very much. I thought of a way. Maybe we can build a grand canal and bring the big water into the fire pit. The power of water and fire cancels each other, so it saves a lot of trouble."

Yan Yong is even more murderous.

This old stone man is very intelligent in his heart and more threatening than the old stone man who refuted him.

He immediately decided in his heart that he would delegate the task of guarding the old stone people in the future. Let the demon fox army kill it and get rid of this scourge as soon as possible!

Yan Yong did not praise the old stone man, and shouted: "My idea is this. We must cut out the Grand Canal as soon as possible, pour the water, set the fire, and let the immortals have no place to accumulate. Xianyuan! In fact, before the death of the Baishi old patriarch, he also taught me. The big water in the north, the fire in the east is made by the evil male immortal, it is the source of his strength. It is as if we stone people swallow the soil. same."

"The original Baishi old patriarch had expected it."

"The old patriarch of Baishi is not the sage of our stone people."

"The old patriarch of Baishi is already 999 years old. He knows a lot of nature."

The people of the stone nodded and praised the old patriarch of Baishi, and expressed regret and regret for his death.

The stone people sleep all the year round, and there is little communication between them. This sense of distance and mystery makes the wisdom of the dead Baishi old patriarch unfathomable.

According to the words on the earth, if the Baishi old patriarch has knowledge of it, if he listens to this, he may be able to jump out of the coffin.

But unfortunately, he was completely killed by Fang Yuan, and the soul was not let go. He was placed on the Wandering Mountain by Fang Yuan, and the shock collapsed. Its essence fell to the mountains and formed a gallstone.

This gallstone later did not know which stone man was broken. Or it is Fang Yuan himself, maybe.

After a few moments of discussion, the stone people unified their opinions and were willing to build a canal under the leadership of the patriarch of Yan Yong.

Fang Yuan retired behind the scenes, will have everything to see, see the overall situation has been set, then ordered Xiao Foxxian.

The earthly spirits opened up a glimpse of the power of the Wraith Mountain in a timely manner, and the stone people suddenly felt the shock of the soul and dizzy. Many Xiaoshi people were unconscious on the spot.

"Well, we have to go out quickly. The Wandering Mountain is going to start to take off!" Yan Yong said in a word, successfully led the people and walked down the mountain.

They did not return to their original homes, but went directly to the Northeast, all the way.

In the sorrowful palace, Fang Yuan watched the stone people go through the sizzling and changing smoke shadows, and his face looked sad and unhappy.

"Master, have you heard of the story of the stone man?" The tail of Xiao Foxxian shook uneasily, and his tone was euphemistic.

Fang Yuan chuckled: "Do you want to persuade me to treat the stone people with a soft way?"

"Master, you are so smart." Little fox fairy with big eyes.

"Oh. It seems that you don't know much about it. Many times, the power of hatred and fear is bigger than gratitude."

When the source learned that there was a stone man tribe, it was quite a surprise.

The stone people live on the ground, feed on the soil, and are good at excavation. A large group of stone people can even build a dungeon pool deep in the ground.

The stone man can be the master of the blessed land, mining the resources of the underground, is a good slave. It is very much that many immortals have to buy many stone people and migrate to their own blessed land.

For the Fox Fairy Land, there is a Wandering Mountain, as long as the soul is enough. Even if there is only one stone man, it can be propagated into a huge population through gallstones.

Fang Yuan can completely rely on this, the large-scale breeding of stone people, and other immortals to carry out slave trade.

The original fox fairy, why do you try to move the stone man from all directions, is also the plan.

Indeed, the stone people do not eat hard. Most of the stone people are hard-bones of the iron skeleton, the warriors, not afraid of death. Many of the immortals, choose Huairou, and subtly extract the interests of the stone people.

Fox is the means used.

But this method, Fangyuan does not take.

Too gentle.

The benefits of extraction will be squeezed clean!

This world competition is so cruel, not only the competition between people, the cruel earth disasters like a flood ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ washed away the heroes of the past and how many times.

How about Zhu Xian?

If you don't fight for every drop of resources, arm yourself as soon as possible, and grow yourself, then the end of the fox is the best example.

In the way of the magic, you should race against time, you must compare, search for everything, and grow yourself!

"Because of being a superior, you should understand that the rules of law and friendship are all tools for crushing interests. Kuanhe and conscience, harshness and hatred are also the same." Fang Yuan sneered.

And the stone people have been tossing for so long, seven months from the sixth disaster.

The water in the north and the fire pit in the east are the wounds left by the disaster, the weak part of the bó. Earth disasters are coming, they are the weakness of the blessed land.

How much water a bucket can hold is determined by the shortest plank. An iron chain can pull up multiple items, mainly looking at the most vulnerable section of the iron ring.

"Even if the stone people hate and hate, how are they cursed by countless people?"

"If the simple hatred, hatred, and curse in this world are useful, what do you need to do?"

As long as the canal is excavated as soon as possible to make up for the wounds of the blessed land, it does not matter how many stone people die. With the Wandering Mountain, in the future, I will capture a lot of souls, and how many stone people will have! (To be continued) [This text is provided by the sailing update group @pea pod bar] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended ticket, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )