Once there is a magic in the mind, it will be endlessly strengthened, and when these people put the belief in the Emerald Ridge money into their minds, they can no longer be exorcised.

Looking at the life in front of them, they were most envious of the day, but now they were very disgusted.

Oh yeah!

Early in the morning, the sound of a whip sounded in the barbaric town, and a Rhine lion in his early twenties hung upside down on the cross-stick of the central square with a blood-stained scar.

Tick!Tick!

The blood, like the summer rain, dripped on the ground to form a trickle of trickle, next to a row of neat wood crosses, full of creatures of all colors.

Three days!

After the news of the huge wealth obtained by the dog-headed man as a second-level necromander spread, less than three days later, the sound of a whip in this small square was not broken.

In the past, the whip was a means of deterrence against life in the Caucasus, but now in their eyes, in addition to fearing more if there is no disappointment.

Escape!

It sounds a bit ridiculous, but for the creatures on the ice, I would like to cross the Grand Canyon of the Demon immediately and go to the land of wealth.

Just touch the ground on the emerald ridge, it is the golden hooves!

The beggars of the Emerald Ridge are better than the mayors here!

All kinds of rumors, like locusts covering the entire ice sheet, especially after some people successfully escaped to the Emerald Ridge, with the opportunity to become the legend of the necromander, more like the tide of the sea.

Go to the Emerald Hill!

Get rich!

Never before had such a firm conviction appeared in the minds of ordinary people, where wealth, like magnetaceans, corrupted their faith in the Caucasus, and even the barbarians joined the fleeing army.

Moro gently put down the water cup, as a former chief of the willow tribe, Kasha's direct subordinate, although at this moment, although the divine grade, the bottom of the heart is quite regrettable.

His current position is but a small town chief in the ordinary Caucasian.

The mayor, who was already a lord in the Caucasus, was no longer in the past, and his town had five thousand lives, and his daily thing was to guard the residents of the town to work, activities, to eat, and to sleep.

The whole town, in the cycle of never-ending docking, does not need to think too much to know what will happen tomorrow.

There are thick sheepskin rolls on the table, which record the normal growth of these creatures, and Moro's interest in reading it is not, which needs to be reported to the Caucasus, as long as the warriors in the small town are qualified, they will be extracted by the Caucasus.

The place where he was rewarded was nothing more than the soldier training rate and the small town’s fertility rate.

At this moment, his expression was a little lost, leaning back in his chair and unconsciously recalling the previous ice life, as a chief of the tribe, he tried to think about the survival of the tribe.

Now the tribe does not exist, there is no such thing as that kind of concern, but his heart is a sense of loss that cannot be spoken.

"If I hadn't left kasha at that time, wouldn't I have been a necromancer!"Moro suddenly said a word, instantly surprised a cold sweat, he can not know how he came up with such a sentence.

Yes!

He was a little numb, tormented by this fully procedural town, looked up, as if since he had come here, the town mansion had not changed, and God thought could not help but return to the rebellion against Kasa, as if to return to that era of spirit.

After all the memories, gradually gathered in a person.

“Li is trembling!”Or sighing, more like a memory, a long voice, called the name, and then slowly rose from his seat, he knew that the invasion on this wasteland was unstoppable.

Not that he can’t, he can’t.

Li tremor did not use force or punish anyone, but such a casual rumor made the calm ice sheet roll over.

The wasteland is not so good, nor can you pick up gold!

Morrow knew, but what was the use of it, even when he heard the beauty of money, he could not help but tremble, not to mention ordinary creatures.

Walking on the street, all that came from my ears were the words "Emerald Ridge", "The Necromander", "The Undead Factory" and "Making Money".

"I heard that the price of the rose smoke bullet has risen again, and seventy bullets can be exchanged for a magic crystal coin."

“Wasn’t it a hundred, how did it go up so fast?”

"I don't know, I heard that it was a sudden price increase, and Emerald Ridge is in urgent need of this batch of goods, and the wages of the necromander should be doubled."

Morrow smiled, and if he had not heard it with his own ears, he thought it was the merchants of the wilderness who were chatting, but it was the inhabitants of his town who said this.

Price increase?

Moro frowned, he was speculating about the authenticity of what he had just heard, that there was a demand for commodities, and that the price increase meant that these things were in short supply.

He is not an ordinary creature, on the contrary, he is very studied in the Emerald Ridge, and the rose smoke is not an ordinary thing, this is a bullet, a real weapon.

Can Lee tremors sell such things?

To whom to sell?

Where is the sale?

At this moment, the whale tavern, the tremor room of Li, the cold-faced Krass, now full of laughter, was on the table between him and Li Tremor, with a black pocket radiating in his pocket with faint fluctuations of the rules.

It's a bag of stones!

The coffee on the table had been at the bottom, and it was clear that it had been a long time.

Kacross, Kras, and Kolofo, in addition to the three smugglers, there was a relatively young white-skinned human being, and the only thing that made Lee tremors notice was that the other party had a pair of blood-like red eyes.

The man, Rodman, was also a smuggler, and, according to Kolofor, he was an absolutely fat sheep to be trusted.

"Twenty-five thousand corrosive hearts are a little too much."Li tremor shook his head, just now, after a strict bargaining, Coloveh threw out a terrorist business.

He wants to buy fifteen thousand corrosive hearts in the Emerald Ridge.

"Don't say so, I still know your ability, although it's a little troublesome, but we'll take care of some in the price, and I'll bring you a new friend this time, and his ability will definitely satisfy you."Krass talked a lot better than usual, with a smile on his face, and obviously made a lot of money in the trade just now.

Li tremors wanted to knock this business down, but he could not panic, and everything needed to flow long.

Fifteen thousand listened a lot, but on the moor, as long as there were more than thirty factories assembled by the necromander, three could be produced in a day.

But it is the production of dozens of factories in a few days.

And this is still a first-class necromanturist, if it is a second-level necromander will produce more, fifteen thousand for the Emerald Ridge is not really a problem.

As for the Yuanshi on the table, he did not look half-eye, and he wanted to test how popular his bullet was.

The second is to change some things that money can't buy, and it is best to raise the rank of the necromancer.

Ordinary beings have reached their limit as a second-level necromanct, and if spiritual cultivation is not promoted, the development of the Emerald Ridge will be hindered.

Li tremored sighed, "the price, or according to the import price, I can't covet people's money, after all, I want to do business all the time, but now the Emerald Ridge is not open, I want so many magic coins is not much use."There are no more words here.

Akros laughed, "The Emerald Lord wants some resources."

"Or your excellency knows me, everyone knows that after the Emerald Ridge will carry out territorial examination, if you can't pass, my territory does not exist, so..."

“What do you want?”Without waiting for Li tremor to finish his words, Rodman, who had been silent on the side, asked directly.

Li tremor also wants to go around a few times, see the other party is refreshing, not stubborn, "a complete set of the law of the necromantling, if you can provide me, each corrosive heart I at the price of a magic coin five to provide you!" 」

"The Emerald Lord laughs, the heart of the rose is the price, and the corrosive heart is the price."Krass asked.

Li tremor laughed, "Your Excellency Klass has run a circle, it is difficult for me to be unfair to this price?"

“Five Magic coins?”Rodman muttered, “The law of meditation?”I have no power in the whole, but I have a set of monarchs on hand, although it is lower, and may meet your requirements."

The monarch?

Li tremors in his heart, is this not their own practice?

Pay attention immediately, and take it down anyway.