Otherworldly Lord

With the joint efforts of the three non-human beings, after a week, two-thirds of the dungeon's area was destroyed.No matter how efficient the goblins and gnomes are, they can't compare to the speed at which dungeons are destroyed.Often, just as one urban area has been cleared, another urban area collapses with a bang.

Rivers of tears have flowed from goblins and gnomes.

If things go on like this, the "demolition" work of the dungeon will be completed in less than a month, and Song Mo no longer needs to worry about the reconstruction cost, and can happily sleep on the street with his fellow citizens up.

Song Mo is used to the life of the homeowners, and he doesn't want to go to have close contact with nature under the curtain of the sky.In such weather, sleeping on the street would be fatal.

"It can't go on like this!"

Song Mo clenched his fist and slammed it on the table with a bang. Now almost all the people in Greland are stumped by the rebuilding work of the dungeon.No time to care about anything else.

The little X book hasn't been updated for a long time, and the one hundred copies traded to Garland are all drawn some time ago, and Saivans's place is out of stock.But now that Hei Yan is entrenched in his home and causing damage, it is estimated that the governor is not in the mood to discuss the breach of contract with him.

The dwarf brothers are busy helping the goblins and gnomes to clean up and rebuild the dungeon.Their blacksmith workshop and blast furnace were completely destroyed in the fight between the demons and the dragon not long ago, and together with the lord's mansion in Greyland, they became history.

Duke Nelson, who was previously locked in a small black room, escaped miraculously when the lord's mansion was destroyed.As the only main creator of the Little X book, Song Mo was once again imprisoned in the little black room in the underground castle.

Lord Duke jumped to protest, but Lord Song chose to ignore it.

The golden knight Alt has been able to move freely, and unexpectedly, he has played a major role in the reconstruction of the dungeon.

For example, when a certain landslide landslides, and there is a shout of Elt, the golden knight immediately puts on his clothes, and the golden grudge rises up, and everyone escapes successfully.

However, even so, Alter was still alone. Landslides happened one after another, many people were injured, and Harold's black clinic was once again overcrowded.

As for sugar cane and grapes...

Jerry came to ask Song Mo, but Song Mo could only shake his head.The sugar workshops are gone, and it is useless to plant them.

Thinking of this, Song Mo stood up, "If this continues, the dungeon will never be built well. Even if it is built, everyone will go to drink the northwest wind."

In the final analysis, the source of all this was the big belly dragon.As long as he is dealt with, everything can be solved.As for the issue of Reese and the bed after the dungeon was rebuilt, Song Mo deliberately ignored it.

After making up his mind, Song Mo was determined to have a good talk with the culprit who caused all this.

If it doesn't work, he will bleed more. Even if he can't drive away the big belly dragon immediately, at least he can't let him continue to "help".

As a result, Song Mo walked to the door with his head held high and his chest held high, and he held the doorknob tightly. As soon as he opened the door, he almost collided with the person standing at the door.

Black robes, jewel-encrusted belts, black hair hanging down her waist...

Song Mo raised his head stiffly, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Your Majesty, good day." This is Cao Cao, is Cao Cao coming?

Hei Yan lowered his head, looked at Song Mo who only reached his chin, and twisted a strand of black hair like his, with an unclear expression.

"Good day."

Song Mo clenched his fists, and while cheering himself up, he said, "Your Majesty, I have something to talk to you about."

"Really?" Hei Yan let go of Song Mo's hair, "I also have something to talk to you about."

"what?"

Song Mo was a little puzzled, could it be that there was not enough sugar?

"Can you explain the dome mural on the first floor of the castle?"

Song Mo blinked, not quite understanding, the murals on the dome?

"Need I remind you?" Hei Yan raised Song Mo's chin, "Dragon Slayer, eh?"

Song Mo suddenly realized, and then his face changed drastically.

The damaged corner of the underground castle was destroyed by the heavy artillery shells fired by Song Mo himself.There is a part of the castle and the prototype of the whole castle.Originally built as the lord's private residence, the glorious history of the Greeland family is painted on the dome and walls.

Looting, rebelling against tyranny and slaying dragons... What's worse, the characters painted by the goblins are all modeled after Song Mo himself.

This is the only place in the entire underground castle.

The building was just cleared out by goblins today, and the black armored cavalry also helped.When they saw the broken murals on the dome, the faces of the soldiers became whiter than snow.

Thus, the big-bellied dragon entrenched in the dungeon finally saw the glorious family history fabricated by Lord Song.

As the king of the giant dragon, seeing such a mural, he did not demolish the whole castle immediately, which is already a great deal of face to Song Mo.

However, Song Mo himself was sad.

"I think you should be able to give me a good explanation." Hei Yan directly wrapped Song Mo's waist with one arm, and lifted him up to the level of his eyes. With a frightened cold light, "Otherwise..."

Song Mo opened his mouth, he was really wronged.At that time, the goblins were asked to draw these contents, but he just said it casually. He never thought that one day a giant dragon would really live in his home.

If they knew this, killing Song Mo wouldn't make those green-skinned painters slay dragons.He was also painted as a dragon slaying warrior. Is there any other explanation for this besides courting death?

Hei Yan's arm was getting tighter and tighter, and Song Mo felt that his waist was about to break.

"say."

The corner of Song Mo's mouth twitched. The evidence was there. In Hei Yan's eyes, he must have had a bad conscience!Everything he says now is wrong.Reese is not here now, the pistol is useless to this rough-skinned and thick-skinned dragon with a big belly, and there is almost nothing he can do.

However, looking at Hei Yan's appearance, it seems that he has no intention of killing him...

Song Mo rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind.

"Your Majesty, the murals are all nonsense. You have a big belly, don't care about it like I do? For your magnanimity, I will introduce you to a business that will make a lot of money. What do you think?"

"Business that makes a lot of money?"

"Yes, once the business is done, making a bed with gold coins and gems is definitely no longer a dream!"

Make your bed with coins and gems...

It has to be said that Julong's love of money is their major weakness.If Song Mo continued to explain the mural to Hei Yan, he would not have a good fruit today. He brought up the gold coin and immediately successfully diverted Hei Yan's attention.

"What business?" Hei Yan asked subconsciously, and then thought of his rations during this time, "Sugar?"

"It's not just sugar." Seeing that Hei Yan was half hooked, Song Mo's expression immediately changed to that of a profiteer, and he patted Hei Yan's arm, "Let go of me first, and hold me like this, aren't you tired?" ?”

"Not tired."

"……I am tired."

"Ok."

Hei Yan let go of Song Mo.Song Mo rubbed his waist indiscriminately, relying on it, it must have turned blue.Giant dragons are indeed ferocious, you must keep a safe distance after the business is completed!

What Song Mo wanted to take Hei Yan to see was the wine cellar that survived the "demolition" work in the dungeon.The wine cellar is dug deeper than the main building complex of the dungeon, and the chosen place is also very hidden.Although more than half of the dungeon is now destroyed, the wine cellar and the wine barrels inside are still safe and sound.

After the wine barrels were brought in, the wine cellar was closed, and even Song Mo himself hadn't been there since then, and today was the first time it was opened.

The walls of the wine cellar are inlaid with red stone, and the entire room can be seen without a torch. More than 50 wine barrels are neatly arranged, like soldiers lined up, waiting for inspection.

"Is this the business you're talking about?"

"As you can see." The time should be almost up, but Song Mo can only pray for the quality of the wine.

Song Mo walked to the nearest wine barrel, put a small wooden barrel under it, took a deep breath, and pulled out the cork on the barrel.Suddenly, a mellow sweet smell filled the room.

Song Mo sniffled, it seemed a little different from the wine he had drunk, or rather, very different.

Is it because of the type of grape?After all, there are no grape flowers that can bite people and vines that like to play with bindings on the earth.

Song Mo took half of the barrel of eerie red wine, and re-corked the cork. Hei Yan couldn't wait to walk up to him, his golden eyes fixed on the barrel in Song Mo's hand, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, He kept swallowing his saliva.

Song Mo scooped up the viscous liquid, which was not like wine but more like honey, with a wooden spoon, and put it into his mouth.If it wasn't for this tempting taste, he would have thought the wine had gone bad.As soon as the wine was in his mouth, Song Mo's eyes widened. Is Temadi still wine? !

Hei Yan saw Song Mo biting the spoon in a daze, so he simply snatched the wooden barrel from Song Mo's hand, and drank it clean in two gulps.

After drinking, I licked away the trace of bright red left at the corner of my mouth, as if I still wanted more.

Song Mo came back to his senses, looked at the empty wooden barrel, and said to Hei Yan: "Your Majesty, have you ever drank similar wine before?"

"No." Hei Yan simply shook his head.

"Really?" Song Mo was a little uncertain now. Apart from the color, this doesn't look like wine at all. Can it really be sold?What if something goes wrong?He just took a sip and felt drunk.They all had an illusion, seeing Hei Yan holding a wine barrel and pouring it into his mouth...

and many more!

Song Mo immediately pinched himself, the pain let him know that the scene in front of him was definitely not an illusion, and he was dumbfounded.

The bright red wine slid over the red lips, along the snow-white neck and into the collar. The picture that was supposed to be full of blood, in Song Mo's eyes, represented another meaning.

His fifty barrels of wine are about to embark on the fate of white sugar, and they can't keep it...

However, this deal should be able to be negotiated, right?Isn't there a saying that the wine table is the best place to talk about business?

Seeing Hei Yan gushing down the wine, Song Mo rubbed his palms together and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, would you like some food and drink?"

A man can bend and stretch, dog legs don't matter, gold coins are real!

Perhaps it was Song Mo's attitude and the wine that impressed Hei Yan, and Hei Yan finally nodded to Song Mo's proposal for cooperation.

So, on a snowy afternoon, Lord Gerryland and King Obi reached a preliminary cooperation agreement in an underground wine cellar, and signed a secret agreement shortly after, as Song Mo and Sai Wansi Supplementary agreement to signed cooperation contract.

Outside the door of the wine cellar, Reese leaned against the wall with one leg propped on the wall, arms crossed, listening to Song Mo and Hei Yan's bargaining, raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curled into a heartwarming arc.