Chapter 49: Bloodied knight

Seeing hundreds of Goblin rushing in the distance, the Iron Axe immediately took out the weapon nervously and looked alertly.
With such a big fire, can there still be so many Goblin survive?
"Hey, everyone should not be nervous, these are my summoned beasts..." The night is even more embarrassing.
"Your summoned beast? These?"
Everyone noticed that the Goblin who came running did not carry any weapons, but only carrying a Goblin body on his shoulders...
But this is more than a hundred Goblin!
Although their individual IQ is not high, it is also an intelligent race.
Now, at night, I said that these are all his summoned beasts. How much higher is his mental strength? !
Thinking of this, the eyes of Bao Zimei became even hotter, and a pair of small fists were tightly held, which seemed to determine what was important.
"Well, Weng Lord, you are coming right, I just have something to report to you."
On the night of the night, he waved his hand to Goblin, and let them pile up the body with the 500 bodies that had been arranged before, and then they went back to the wasteland.
"That... the fog in the foggy forest seems to be gone."
"The fog of the foggy forest is gone?" Weng Ling frowned and looked into the distance.
Sure enough, the place that was originally covered by black fog is now empty, and from the group of Goblin’s ashes, even a few dead trees can be seen.
"This... what is going on?" Weng Ling looked at the night, and it seems that he is only an insider.
"Oh, I don't know this. I found out the strangeness there this morning. When I ventured in, I found only a group of Goblin's bodies, and..."
"This cat?" Weng Ling looked at his arms, strangely.
When Lorraine was flourishing, almost every farmer’s family had cats to look after their barns. But now, people can’t afford to eat rice, let alone cats, so Weng Ling thinks this is just a mistake. Into the wild cats in the foggy forest.
"I don't think you are quite caring." Weng Ling nodded.
"Oh, no, except for this cat, I actually want you to see this."
After that, the night of the third day, Dong Dianxi old will hold Yang Tian their armor, and slammed it on the ground.
A sun reflected in the eyes of Baozimei, and she was surprised to point at the pile of bright silver enamel:
"This...this seems to be the armor of the three Paladins? Wow! You shouldn't you?"
Baozimei stunned and admired and looked at the night, but Weng Ling frowned.
She found the blood on the armor.
"Yang Tian was only wearing the inner armor and ran back to Lorraine City at dawn today. Then he walked on the horse without saying a word. Now he and Yang Wei and Chen Yue’s armor actually appear in your hands..."
"What? Do you think I can run a Templar and kill two Paladins?"
Weng Ling’s face is red:
No, I don’t mean this. I’m a bit strange. What did they encounter in the foggy forest...

Even if the night is more able to summon a hundred Goblin contract beasts, Yang Wei, the Holy Light Storm, killed 500 people, not to mention Yang Tian.
However, when the soldiers returned to her in the morning, she was scared. The Yang Tian actually drove the holy light all the way, slammed the city gate and smashed it. Then she went on a horse ride. It was said that she was still panicked. .
She had to be curious, what exactly can make Yang Tian so embarrassed?
On the third night, she shrugged and pointed her finger: "I don't know what happened, but the bodies of the two paladins still stay inside. Do you want to see it?"
"They are really dead?" Weng Ling was surprised.
"Well, I am afraid that you will fall, I killed them, so I didn't dare to move the bodies of them."
Weng Ling jumped in the eyelids and glanced at the pile of armor under his feet.
This is still not dare to move? Where did these things come from? Is it that people take off before they die?
However, Yang Tianke did not die, so how did his armor arrive in the night?
"That... are you planning to take out these armor?" Weng Ling tried.
"Of course it is sold, or is it worn? Oh, it’s not good to look at it!"
In the third night, I smashed my hand: "When you have a lord, you have more experience. How much can you sell these three armor?"
"Sell?"
Weng Ling’s eyes widened:
This is the property of the Church of St. Silver. Do you dare to sell it?

"Are you not selling a set too?"
On the night of the night, she pointed to Weng Ling. Her chest and leg were empty, leaving only boots and guards.
"This... This is to prepare for the start-up funds, we are different!" Weng Linghong said.
"And your armor is taken from the dead paladin. The St. Silver Church will definitely come over and investigate. Are you not afraid of trouble?"
"This way?" Frown frowned at night.
This problem is quite serious. Although Chen Yue and Yang Wei are actually killed by Yang Tian, ​​they are not blamed on his head, but it is not a problem to be stared at.
"Then you can sell it for me, can I divide you... half commission?"
Night three more suddenly shot head ~EbookFREE.me~ If you change to the priest of Weng Ling to sell, hate not to go out?
"Two percent!" Weng Ling shook his head sharply. "I can sell it, but the commission cannot be less than 20%!"
"Two percent is too much, at most one percent! I can't sell it myself!" The night is more in the heart.
Why did he have to pay a commission, and thought that Weng Ling was still an honest man, but he did not expect to be waiting for him here.
Weng Ling seems to do this for the first time. She feels that her ears are red and hot, but she has to be cheeky and pay more for the night.
She really didn't think that the finances of Lorraine City were so bad. If I didn't get some money to appease the residents in the city, it is estimated that it will not be long before Loland City will become an empty city.
Therefore, she has to squeeze her face from the night to squeeze out the oil!
"20%!"
"10%!"
"20%!"
"10%!"
"That..." The iron axe suddenly dared to break the glare and looked at the two people who had to roll up their sleeves.
"If nothing happens, let's go first?"
"Cough! Iron axe brother, wait a second, just fine,"
On the night of the third day, I stayed at the iron axe. This was a deep sigh, a little daughter-in-law’s grievance.
"I am afraid of you, let's make one step at a time, can't you do it?"
"Complete!"
Weng Ling nodded and directly threw the armor on the ground to the side of the board.
"The car is mine!" The night three jumped again.
"Do you want me to go back with this pile of things?" Weng Ling raised his eyebrows.
"No, I mean, I have to add money."
At night, I licked my fingers and was very authentic.