Alien Magic Frenzy

The surroundings were quiet, there were no living creatures, not even a bug, it was incredibly eerie.

"Why is there no one here? Is your friend not at home?" Ye Qin asked. He looked around but found nothing.

The giant laughed, "Don't worry, my old friend won't go out unless there's something wrong. He loves sleeping the most, sometimes he sleeps for hundreds or even thousands of years. Don't worry!"

Ye Qin was speechless. What kind of people are these? They can live longer than ordinary people after just one sleep. Is there any justice in the world? At most, Ye Qin's natural life span is only more than 100 years, and this is the result of successful cultivation.

In fact, Ye Qin himself didn't know that with his current body, it would not be a problem for him to live for ten thousand years. The transformed body was not that simple. "Let's go and have a look. This old guy is sleeping somewhere! It seems that I have to ask him to come out myself!" Aristotle said in a sullen voice, leading Ye Qin forward. Ye Qin had no choice but to

Aristotle did not go anywhere else, but went straight to the big rock by the lake. The big rock was oval in shape, as big as two houses, and four or five meters high. It was a huge thing.

Qin was very confused. Why did the giant choose this stone?

Looking around, there was still nothing! Could it be in the water? Ye Qin suddenly thought of this and walked to the lake. The water was very clear and he could see the water plants and small fish and shrimps at the bottom of the water, but there was nothing? Perhaps Aristotle was tired, so he sat down on the stone, causing ripples on the water. Ye Qin returned to the giant and jumped onto the stone angrily. Just as he was about to ask the giant why there was nothing, he felt

I felt a violent shaking under my feet.

"Earthquake?" Ye Qin exclaimed and quickly jumped off the stone, but Aristotle did not move at all, as if he did not feel the vibration.

"Damn it, you disturb my sleep again, big guy. Is there a problem in the same place again this time?" A dull voice sounded, scaring the night guard. "What is talking?"

"Haha, old man, get up quickly. I brought a friend to see you today, so hurry up! There is nothing wrong, don't worry!" Aristotle sat there and refused to get up.

Ye Qin finally found something wrong. The stone under Aristotle's buttocks was obviously moving! Could it be that his old friend was this stone? This is ridiculous! When did the stone become alive?

"How can I get up if you don't? Is it comfortable to sit on me?" the voice continued, and the stone shook more violently. Huge pieces of rubble fell off, revealing a layer of bluish-gray color inside.

Ye Qin swallowed his saliva. This is not a stone. What is inside it? From the looks of it, it should be some kind of super-large creature that can speak human language. It must be at least at the sanctuary level! Aristotle finally stood up. The stone made a "kakarala" sound, and the stones on it fell off. Ye Qin could see clearly what was inside. Well, it was not a thing, but a huge, outrageous creature.

, a turtle that has become a spirit! Ye Qin really didn't know what to say. No wonder Aristotle said that his friend liked to sleep. How could a turtle not like to sleep? Looking at this behemoth, Ye Qin felt that he was too small. In front of them, he was

I felt like a little ant. Ye Qin felt that his self-confidence was hit.

"Okay, hurry up and get up. Didn't you see your friend? Isn't it embarrassing?" Aristotle said with a smile. It was also a happy thing to meet an old friend again. "I'm not a human, what's embarrassing? Hello! Little human, huh? What a strange physique! Magic and martial arts dual cultivation, the body automatically absorbs elements and converts them into magic power, the fluctuation of fighting spirit is restrained, thunder attribute, the taste of sword maniac?" Old

The turtle looked at Ye Qin, and suddenly stared at him for a long time and said.

Ye Qin was shocked. This old turtle was really powerful! It saw through his secret at a glance. Damn! He was like a naked man in front of it! A dazzling light flashed, and an old man with a huge turtle shell on his back appeared in front of Ye Qin. Ye Qin was shocked again. To be able to transform into a human, the old turtle must be at least

God-level. Holy beasts can speak human language, and only god-level beasts can transform into human bodies. As for the turtle shell, it is the old turtle's personal hobby. "Hello, senior turtle! I am Ye Qin, and my martial arts teacher is the Venerable Sword Maniac!" After the initial shock, Ye Qin regained his composure. Since he recognized that his fighting spirit was from the teacher Sword Maniac, his life would not be in danger.

something happened.

"Big guy, what do you mean by this? What do you want me to do by bringing a human kid here?" The old turtle nodded, as if to greet Ye Qin, and then turned to look at Aristotle. "Nothing, this human kid is the lord of the Night Prairie, the lord of the entire Night Prairie. I brought him here just to ask you to be his housekeeper, okay?" Aristotle was really direct, without saying a word

Just state the purpose.

"The entire prairie? When did humans become so generous?" the old turtle asked puzzledly, with something more in his eyes when he looked at Ye Qin.

Aristotle shrugged. "How should I know? But don't you think that humans doing this should be some kind of signal?"

The old turtle suddenly realized something, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but Ye Qin couldn't see it, and he couldn't understand what they said. What kind of signal could it be that he came to be the lord? This was what he asked for! "Just let me be the butler? Are you kidding? I don't understand human things!" The old turtle refused. Ye Qin's heart suddenly lifted up. He was short of manpower at the time. If there was a butler, it would be great.

There’s no need for Ye Qin to do many things himself, and this old turtle is so powerful, it would be nice to take him back and make him a family treasure!

Haven't you heard that an old man in the family is like a treasure? The old man has lived for a long time, what principles do he not understand? Ye Qin knew that he was just a small gangster, and his little cleverness could only be used for small things, and he would never achieve anything big. Aristotle smiled and said, "Why are you pretending to be with me? Who doesn't know who? With your level, what kind of housekeeper can you not do? Besides, this little guy is different from other humans. He is very similar to that old gangster.

What kind of relationship do they have? "

The old turtle had never met Ye Qin before, and didn't know his personality, so he remained silent about what Aristotle said. After a long while, the old turtle finally nodded.

"I can be his housekeeper, but..." "No need to be so harsh. I have agreed to something, why would I put forward any conditions? Don't forget, it won't be long before the next time. Maybe we will have to rely on him this time!" Aristotle interrupted the old turtle.

Ye Qin didn't understand what he was saying. What about next time? Can I eat it? "Okay, okay, I agree. You big guy, you always find things for me to do! Little guy, your name is Ye Qin, right? Well, I will be your housekeeper from now on, hehe!" The old turtle's smile made Ye Qin suddenly feel creepy.

I have a creepy feeling, always feeling that something bad is going to happen, but I'm short of talent at this moment, so this is the only thing I can do.

"Thank you very much, Teacher Turtle, for your guidance. I don't know anything and I will rely on you in the future!" Ye Qin said humbly. A teacher is one who is wise, so there is nothing wrong in calling the old turtle a teacher.

"My name is Tel Aviv, so don't call me Teacher Turtle. So first tell me about the basic situation of your territory!" The old turtle quickly got into his role, faster than a night shift worker.

Ye Qin looked around and said, "Teacher, let's go sit down over there and talk. I have some fine wines in my collection. Let's drink while we talk!"

When the old turtle heard about the rare wine, his eyes lit up immediately. He didn’t expect that this old guy was also a wonderful person who loved drinking!

So, with the sky as their home and the ground as their bed, three guys of different races, one old, one young and one big, started a small camping trip. Anyway, Ye Qin's space ring had everything in it, so they just had to take it out. After eating and drinking, Aristotle said goodbye and rushed to the depths of the grassland to continue his duty as a guardian. Ye Qin and the old turtle Tel Aviv also rushed back to the valley, discussing how to develop and how to

On the other hand, the ogre Black Charcoal and the necromancer had already started their return journey. The last wild camp was also taken down without a single drop of blood, and more than 2,000 wild slaves were captured.

People died, after all, the main force was the black knights. But what was disproportionate was the harvest. The total number of tens of thousands of wild slaves was a huge fortune. Even if they were not used by themselves, they would be worth a lot of money if they were sold. It just depended on Ye Qin whether he would sell some of them.

The.

Both sides returned to the valley almost at the same time. After being away for ten days, the valley had changed a lot. Of course, there was no change outside.

When Tel Aviv saw the valley, he smiled and said, "You are quite good at choosing. This place is the most suitable as the core of your territory. Not bad, not bad. What did you do with the original dwarves?"

Ye Qin was also very proud of choosing this place. "Those dwarves are all treasures. They are doing what they love most in here!" "Well, this is where they are most valuable. What you humans like most is the weapons made by the dwarves. There are still many dwarf tribes in the Night Prairie. When you have time, take them all in. They are all talented people.

By then, you can make a fortune just by buying weapons! "That's a must! Let's go! Let's go in, the good stuff is inside! : Night shift led the way and let Tel Aviv into the valley.