The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Not killed?"

After Qiao Yong heard this, it was more effective than taking the life-saving elixir, he got up, but looked at the second clone with suspicion: "I see which arrow of yours is very fierce, did you not kill it? "

"Nonsense, do you really think I'm like you, doing things in a mess?" The second clone glared unhappily, then looked around again.

In the chaotic and smoky flower building, except for the two seventh steps behind Qiao Yong, and the frightened little fox on the opposite side, there were no other witnesses, and he said coldly: "You take care of the rest, understand?"

"Understood!" Qiao Yong was relieved, followed the gaze of the second clone to look at the little fox, and panted, "As long as the tauren is not dead, everything else will be easy.

If the old guy Gulan has the guts, let him go to King Blackscale to ask for someone. "

Then he said to the two subordinates behind him: "Go and clean it up, and then spread the news secretly, saying that just now there was a dispute between the tauren and the young master who came with them.

And don't kill that little fox, send it to General Chiman's starship. "

"Follow the order!" The two seventh-level clones took a peek at the second clone, thinking that this one was really fierce, and Marshal Gulan's nephew stomped to death.

They didn't dare to stay, and rushed towards the private rooms on both sides one by one.

The second avatar frowned slightly, but didn't stop it. The little fox was still a child, so it was fine to take him back to be a companion for his daughter.

When the two seventh steps disappeared, he said in a deep voice, "Tell me, what's going on?

During the day, millions of soldiers died at the hands of the tauren, but at night, there are some tauren looking for fun in the outer city in a big way?

You, young master, are you really competent? "

"It can't be my fault!" Qiao Yong said with a wrinkled face, feeling aggrieved, "It's that old fellow Gulan who issued the pass to the Tauren, and it's the kind that's common across the league.

What do you say that merchants do not distinguish between races, my human race should show the tolerance of the human race, and should not stop the flow of business because of war."

"Shameless!" The second avatar did not wait for Qiao Yong to finish, and interrupted angrily: "What does Gulan want to do? As the marshal of the coalition forces, he can say such mentally retarded words?

Is this an ordinary war?

This is a genocidal war of one race against another, not an internal struggle among us humans.

What about businessmen who don't distinguish between races and human tolerance, even if they have been exterminated, they still have the tolerance of a fart?

I don't believe that the tauren allowed human caravans to enter Blackscale? "

"As far as I know, there are indeed several large chambers of commerce that have been approved by the Tauren to enter Blackscale City." Qiao Yong muttered weakly, he was really frightened by the angry appearance of the second clone.

"You, stupid!" The second clone choked heavily, and at the same time became more angry, flicking his sleeves and walking outside.

He didn't want to stay here for a minute. It would be better if there was no human chamber of commerce to enter the tauren city.

Now that there are several chambers of commerce that can enter, the situation will only get worse.

He thought with his ass, and he could guess that there must be something tricky between these major chambers of commerce and the tauren.

Tauren will never be as stupid as Gulan, what kind of merchants do they believe in regardless of race? Or the bearing of the tauren?

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Qiao Yong shouted from behind, but the second clone had turned into a red light and flew out of the city.

"Sansu, hurry up and send the person there!"

"Understood, Master!" Diagonally opposite, a seventh-rank general caught up with the little fox who had fainted from fright, and quickly chased after him.

"Hey, I'm still too young, too impulsive!"

Qiao Yong watched his subordinates disappear, shook his head with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the fourth floor with a sigh.

His four big babies are still waiting for him.

The speed of the second clone was not fast. After leaving the city, he got into the carriage.

It was already dark, and he didn't want to be shot down by the defense force of Heishi Ridge base just because he was flying in the sky.

"Gulan, Shake the Sky Sect!"

After getting into the carriage, the second avatar muttered something softly, and his eyes became more serious.

Shaking Sky Sect, as the leader of the sect alliance, is not only powerful, but also controls most of the alliance's military power in the ancient battlefield.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have anything to do with the tauren, but he always feels a little weird in his heart now.

Whether it's the policy of protecting the Bamen base, or the business with the tauren, these two things seem to be wrong.

"I wish I was thinking too much!"

Back at the flagship, the second avatar did not give the order to set off immediately, but found a room to rest.

The soldiers were tired all day, and they didn't care about this little time. It was not too late to set off after dawn.

However, he couldn't fall asleep lying on the bed, so he simply opened the system warehouse and looked at the treasures he had saved.

Whenever he is in a bad mood, watching this can make him happy, just like an old landowner always counts gold.

"There are more than 20 useless starships, give Calabash 20 ships, make up 100, it can be regarded as a complete Calabash fleet.

After the 360 ​​starships are destroyed, more than 200 ships should be destroyed. With the 40 in hand, they can barely be divided into the Graystone Fleet, the Volcanic Fleet, the Floating Fleet, and three integrated fleets.

In this way, I, Langya, have four fleets, nearly four hundred starships!

Cool, after finishing the portal, try to find a way to contact other bases to see if they can collect more. "

Slowly eyelids fight, fell asleep.

"Woooooo, Mom, Tutu is so scary!"

In a room not far away, the poor little fox Tutu crouched in a corner and shivered, with three long snow-white tails covering his head tightly.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Yong hurriedly came to see him off, and brought eighteen disused starships with him.

Two of them were obviously dismantled in half, leaving only the power cabin in the middle floating in the sky, shaking like two rings.

"Please help me contact other bases, if there are still scrapped starships, ask them if they can replace them.

If you change it, I will ship it to you first, and we will trade together later! "

After sleeping all night, the second clone was not so angry anymore, and chatted with Qiao Yong for a few words.

In any case, in the ancient battlefield, the relationship between the two of them was fairly close.

"Okay, leave it to me, and be careful when you get to Fukong Mountain!" Qiao Yong patted his chest and assured him, with an expression that you can rest assured that I will do things.

"Farewell!"

The second avatar waved his hand and flew up to the deck. God knows, he was a hundred times worried about Qiao Yong.

"Boom,"

The fleet set off and flew for two to three hundred miles. Among the eighteen damaged starships, five of them emitted black smoke.

"I knew this little fat man was unreliable, so I stopped moving forward and blew up these 18 junk ships!"

The second clone ordered with a dark face, and after a round of salvo, eighteen fireballs appeared in the sky.

The little fox was holding a lollipop, lying on the window, watching with great interest, she is not afraid now.