At this moment, Qi Bei suddenly thought that if the dragon scale can suppress the curse on Murong Xingchen, then can he try to help her get rid of the curse?

After all, the inner strength of the dragon in his body and the chapter of fear incorporated into the brand of the dragon seem to be able to resist the poison of the curse on Murong Xingchen.

Qi Bei's thoughts turned and asked, "Then why did you come to Xiling City to work hard?"

Yan Ling looked a little helpless and a little resentful, she was dissatisfied: "It's not because of the elder of the dragon clan, he said that the dragon clan has a treasure of the town, the dragon jade, which contains the power of the dragon, but it must be If it is turned on, it needs...needs..."

"What do you need?" Qi Bei's eyes narrowed, the dragon clan would not be so mean as to ask the four elves who were still little girls at that time to sacrifice their colors.

"You need 50 billion gold coins." Yan Ling said bitterly.

Qi Bei was stunned for a moment, 50 billion…

I heard that the dragons have a strong preference for shiny precious metals such as gold coins. The dragon cave of each dragon is a huge treasure.

Only 50 billion gold coins, it is too much to avoid, even if he is the lord of Xiling City, he has to save 50 billion gold coins, I don't know if he has to wait until the Year of the Monkey Horse Moon. Even if you rob the royal vault of the Golden Leaf Dynasty, you may not be able to find 50 billion gold coins.

"So you all came to Xiling City and created the stars just to save 50 billion gold coins?" Qi Bei asked.

"Well, although this goal is out of reach, there is always a goal, so that we will not be at a loss." Yan Ling sighed, and the little face was instantly smeared. A layer of frost.

Qi Bei couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart, he reached out and touched Yanling's little face lightly, as if he wanted to touch the cang sang that emerged from her little face, which did not belong to she.

Although Yanling and the elves are much older than him in terms of actual age, the elves have longevity, and their psychological development in all directions is much slower than that of humans. .

For example, Yan Ling, such as the wind and the snow, the three elf girls, according to the age of human beings, are only fourteen or fifteen years old, and Murong Xingchen is not much older.

However, after human beings reach a certain strength, their aging will be delayed. For example, Qi Bei, who has reached the king rank warrior, can live to at least two or three hundred years old even if he does not make an inch in this life.

However, there are very few strong kings who can live to the end of their lives in peace, and those who reach the realm of kings generally have extremely high talent potential. In order to challenge the limit and reach a higher level, they often Taking risks, challenges, adventures, etc. will make batches of king-rank powerhouses and even land-grade powerhouses fall.

Especially warriors, it seems that they have been fighting all their lives. From the beginning on the road of warriors to death, they are all fighting non-stop. Can warriors be called warriors if they don’t fight? Only through constant battle can we improve our strength and understand all kinds of life.

"Murong Xingchen, where is she now?" Qi Bei asked.

"In Xishan Town behind Xiling City." Yan Ling said.

Xiling City indeed governs two small towns not far away, and Xishan Town is one of them. It is no wonder that the entire Xiling City cannot find the trace of Murong Xingchen, so she hid there .

"I have to go, are you going to find the star master?" Yan Ling said.

"Yes." Qi Bei nodded and promised.

Yan Ling's mouth curled up, showing a happy smile, turned around and left the City Lord's Mansion.

The arsenal of Xiling City was built in an open area in the east of the city, where it was heavily guarded and heavily defended.

Qi Bei walked into it with King Kong and One Eye. Now there are only about 500 workers in the arsenal, and most of them are ordinary armor and weapons.

Qi Bei walked into a remote room, King Kong and One Eye were like two wooden stakes outside the door.

The house is simple and empty.

Qi Bei pressed a switch on the wall, and a passage appeared on the ground.

Go down the passage and come to an underground secret room.

It is a bit of a grievance to say that it is a secret room. This secret room is a hundred feet in size, has a perfect ventilation and drainage system, is divided into multiple non-functional areas, and is equipped with bright magic lights. Really amazing.

In the large underground space, mountains of materials are piled up.

on.

Every time a button is pressed, some huge and precise gears turn, and then huge iron hands pick up tons of materials and throw them into a huge pool.

It was not the first time that Qi Bei came here, but he was still shocked. He had not come here before without these mechanical hands, which was too simple.

"This little guy is worthy of being the inheritor of goblin civilization, and he really has two brushes." Qi Bei thought, just this underground project and some things that are very characteristic of goblin civilization are this A world dominated by magic and fighting spirit civilization does not have it.

Relying on external objects really saves effort and worry.

If the goblins strengthen their abilities to keep pace with the times, this civilization will not be so easily annihilated in the long river of history.

"City Lord, you are here, come and see my newly made goblin iron arm, will it be any harm?" Mi Qi jumped up, like a child offering a treasure, triumphantly asked.

"Not bad." Qi Bei patted Mi Qi's head.

"Of course, but these are just furs." Mi Qi giggled.

"The tail is up in the sky, how is the fusion of the materials of the sky-shattering armor?" Qi Bei tugged at the long ears on Mi Qi's head.

"Ah... it hurts, aren't those materials merging? In three or five days, the blacksmiths will be able to forge." Mi Qi said in a bad tone.

"What did you say at the beginning, you said it only takes ten days and a half months to fuse the materials, how many days does it take?" Seeing Mi Qi staring at him, Qi Bei took her two long Ear tied a bow on the head.

"Isn't this research into making this goblin iron arm? I used to be able to fuse ten pieces with my ability, but now, with the goblin iron arm, I can fuse a hundred pieces at a time, that's overturned Ten times, what is it to sacrifice some time." Mi Qi pushed Qi Bei away, and clenched his teeth to dismantle his ears.

"You pass the test." Qi Bei said, and began to study these mechanized goblin iron arms with great interest. It was unimaginable that it was only a little girl who spent ten days and a half months manufactured.

At this moment, Mi Qi suddenly jumped up from behind, jumped onto Qi Bei's back, wrapped his arms around his neck, and touched the clothes on his chest with his small greasy hands.

Qi Bei rolled her eyes, since this little girl has bathed with him, she is no longer afraid of him, she is not big or small.

"Lord City Lord, let me tell you a secret." Mi Qi's eyes rolled and whispered in Qi Bei's ear.