Sleep well and have nothing to worry about.

When he was awake, all kinds of bad things happened one after another. Bai Bai simply returned to the Tiankeng pool and returned to his true form to sleep. As long as there was no invasion or war to interfere with his life and death in the world, he would sleep for ten or eight years first. If he made us anxious, he would sleep for a hundred years!

At this point, Moubai finally understood why those terrifying monsters like to sleep.

There are too many things to do and it's boring, so how can I sleep well?

So, Mu Duo and Qing Ling were happy to have an ice lake to play in. They simply built a tree house next to the sinkhole just for the convenience of playing. At the same time, they dug some ice and crushed it to make ice drinks. After they had eaten and drank enough, they felt cool.

Suddenly, I felt that having fun alone was not as good as having fun together, so I cut some solid ice and transported it to the city, rented a shop, and started selling smoothies according to Bai's recipe...

The territory expanded unknowingly, and it was Iron Ball's fault. Whenever no one wanted it, they would directly station troops and plant dragon flags.

There was even a time when he and Kurobe fought hard to steal a large area of ​​forest.

Shirabu... also snatched it.

After decades of continuous gathering of low-level snake spirits from surrounding areas and various villages in Baibu, their military strength gradually increased. Under the influence of formations, the number of monsters in Snake Valley increased sharply. The expansion had to stop when the military strength reached one hundred thousand.

Instead, it extends to art and technology. The utensils made by the snake demon are generally exquisite and artistic, but they have also found their own skills.

It looks like the territory is not big, but in fact it is not. The mountains and forests are different from the human world.

To put it bluntly, a certain Jiao's territory is nearly the size of two provinces.

Most of the territories of other demon kings are inherited. Some demon kings have done enough and want to sleep peacefully. They throw away the territory and quickly take it over to whoever wants it. Or they may be taken advantage of by others when the time comes. There are very few.

It is said that a son inherits his father's legacy. If you are not capable enough, don't become a king.

Bai Yujun's territory was obtained by clearing wasteland by himself, which invisibly expanded the scope of the world of monsters.

In places filled with miasma, in mountains and forests, or in the abandoned Jiuli living area, as long as it is an open space that is despised and unwanted by others, it will not be occupied, and whoever robs it will be killed.

The Southern Wilderness has subsided, and there is nothing wrong with the Central Plains.

Human dynasties are based on their virtues, their destiny for two to three hundred years or even years, and their short lives of months or days.

When the Yan Empire was first founded, the emperor's power was overwhelming and he ruled the world. The imperial power was slowly lost over time. In the middle of the dynasty, the imperial power was just a makeshift. In the later period, I guess he could only play tricks with ministers with ulterior motives, and finally it slowly collapsed.

A new dynasty and a new royal family will continue the same routine as the previous dynasty.

At present, it seems that Yan Empire is still in the mid-term stage and cannot be finished in a short time.

The sooner the country is finished and the country is re-founded, the better it may be.

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The ruins of an abandoned county town.

In the ruins, there are many young and even strong women digging earth and carrying bricks. Countless people are busy in the densely packed area. There are strong men with weapons and whips nearby to guard them. The excavated brick fragments are piled together and sorted carefully, as if they are looking for

something.

This place is called Luolong City by the people nearby. Many people saw the white dragon wailing and falling to the ground, and they did not dare to live here for fear of offending the dragon soul.

Not only did they not dare to live in it, but they didn't even dare to ask for a brick or a shovel of earth for fear of causing disaster. Luolong City was like a dark hell. Even during times of war, no refugees dared to approach it, and even evil ghosts were reluctant to come.

It was exactly where Bai Yujun's arrow fell.

Slaying a dragon sounds majestic.

If you killed an evil dragon or a poisonous dragon, it would be a meritorious deed, but what you killed was an auspicious dragon. This move caused the feng shui of the abandoned county to be completely broken.

I feel restless. In other words, there is something wrong with the magnetic field here and I can't stay here.

Over the years, all the buildings collapsed, leaving only the incomplete city wall covered with wormwood.

Over time, the soil in the ruins will become heavier and heavier, making excavation laborious. The mysterious forces hired many villagers to start work normally, in order to find something...

Collapsed abandoned city wall.

A handsome man with silver hair walked up to the wall and saw claw marks on the uncollapsed city wall in front of him.

Another man in black clothes and a mask touched the scratches.

"The dragon's paw prints. This part of the city wall was trampled by that beast. It's a pity...those idiots fell short at the critical moment. They could kill the dragon with just one more arrow. They were stupid."

The silver-haired man was noncommittal.

"It's amazing that ordinary people and warriors can do this in the face of ferocious beasts. Could it be that you can do it?"

"Ha~"

The man in black smiled, even if he couldn't do it, he wouldn't say it.

Two people, one black and one white, stood on the top of the ruins wall and looked at the abandoned county town. They felt that the search speed was too slow. It would be great if they could know where what they were looking for at a glance. They have been searching for four years, and the local villagers and people

Looking at them is like looking at fools.

Not far away, there were dedicated personnel sorting through various potentially valuable items dug out of the ruins.

I rummaged through things like horns, human bones, teeth, and even broken porcelain bowls, trying to find something. Behind me was a pile of tattered waste that was taller than a house. It shows how much work I put into it over the past four years.

The man in black clothes and mask broke the silence and spoke.

"Is there really still a dragon-hunting crossbow? Four years of searching has attracted the attention of many parties. If we continue to find nothing, we have to stop the search."

"People who survived back then said that two dragon-hunting crossbows were damaged. Only three dragon-hunting crossbow arrows were made, two of which were consumed. The third one was buried in the ruins together with the dragon-hunting crossbow and disappeared. The dragon-hunting crossbow is so big. Keep digging for the total number of arrows.

Will find it."

"I hope it's like you said, four years... I'm really fed up with this stupid place."

Yes, no birds, beasts, insects or ants are willing to come to the abandoned city. The good county town has become a dead end, and only the weeds still linger and refuse to move away.

"Don't be anxious, take your time. Even if you find the dragon hunting crossbow, I don't know how long it will take to find that thing. Or, I think another thing might be useful."

"Dragon scales?" the man in black asked.

The silver-haired man smiled.

"That's right. Although the dragon-hunting crossbow has miraculous effects, it is the mortal enemy of the dragon clan. Dragon scales are a good thing. Using dragon scales is the most likely to break the ban."

"Legend has it that the dragon slayer used a dragon hunting crossbow to smash the dragon's scales, and they scattered them somewhere. It's difficult..."

Dragon scales are magical. They will absorb their aura after falling off. Especially the material of the dragon hunting crossbow is some kind of mysterious metal without aura. Practitioners who are sensitive to aura cannot take advantage of it and can only pull it a little bit. I don't know how those people made it in the first place.

Many people tried to imitate the dragon-hunting crossbow, but no one succeeded. The method of making the dragon-hunting crossbow was short-lived and disappeared again.

"Dragon...the spiritual beast of heaven and earth, if you have to, I really don't want to have a grudge with it."

The sky was overcast and dark, and it seemed like it was going to rain.

The common people and villagers working in the ruins suppressed their uneasiness and worked hard. The wages paid by those people were high. For the sake of money, they had to endure it no matter how uncomfortable it was, because they would not die anyway.

A certain villager who was digging the earth dug his head down and pulled it, and saw a snow-white fragment...
Chapter completed!