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- Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
After the two announcements, the Sanyelian Guild suddenly launched an attack on the Zhongxian Royal Court. The Zhongxian Royal Court never dreamed that Sanyelian, who was regarded as an ally, would stab a knife in the back. In less than three minutes, half of the people were killed. King Xian was crushed to death by a stick from Tarzan the ape, King Zhongxian was leaderless, resisted for three minutes, and fled in all directions.
After Sanyelian chased and killed for half an hour, the Zhongxian Royal Court was basically destroyed, and there were very few escaped. When the resurrection came online, all the sites were occupied by Sanye Lian, and the Zhongxian Royal Court existed in name only, so King Baxian had no choice but to announce the dissolution of the Zhongxian Royal Court.
Overnight, the two gangs disbanded, and the atmosphere in Sky City suddenly became tense. However, the Reaper Guild, who got the villainous angel group, and the Sanyelian, who got the Zhongxian Royal Court, both restrained each other and did not fight, which made the melon eaters feel relieved and disappointed at the same time. I was relieved because I was worried that it would hurt the fish in the pond, and I was disappointed because there was no excitement to watch.
In order to thank Li Hongdou for finding a high-ranking job for herself, Dongfang Herring naturally invited Li Hongdou to have a good meal. Only after this meal did Dongfang Herring know that Li Hongdou can drink so much. Who knows that Li Hongdou can't finish drinking, drinking 38-degree white wine as water, and Oriental herring with beer. I don't know how I got home in the end. Anyway, when I opened my eyes, I was already on my bed.
I quickly took a look at the bedding. Fortunately, although I was drunk, I didn't vomit, but there were wine stains on my body, and the smell was not very pleasant. I hurriedly got up to wash and wash my clothes. After tossing around, it was already half past seven. It was the last time he woke up since this period of time.
This time Zhang Si. 强牺   读牺。 ran out and bought two breakfasts, he finished his own breakfast on the way, and the rest was for Li Hongdou, he didn't know if Li Hongdou was still drunk , but even in normal times, he didn't wake up so quickly. He put the breakfast on the table and entered the game.
Announcements can be kept. Dongfang Herring heard the announcement when he entered the game, and was immediately taken aback. It's not a relative, but is the fallen angel out of his mind? Give me the land?
This matter is a good thing, at least it is a good thing for him, but this kind of good thing that flies in the air makes him feel uncomfortable.
There is a conspiracy, he thought in his heart
"Fallen, why did you suddenly give the land to that farmer?" This question is not only incomprehensible to the Oriental herring, but also to the left-wing angels.
"If you don't give it to the peasants, who will you give it to? Is it to the Death Guild?" The fallen angel glanced at him.
"I don't mean that. Naturally, the Reaper's Guild can't give it to these white-eyed wolves who can't get enough to feed." The left-wing angel shook his head and said, although the Reaper's Guild accepted the mess of the villainous angel group, it also put them together at the critical moment. The fallen angel chooses to give up everything all the time, and he is probably still lying at home right now.
"I also figured it out at the end." The fallen angel said.
"What?" The left-wing angel didn't react immediately.
"What do you think the Sanyelian is so anxious to plot against us, what is the purpose?" the fallen angel asked.
"Land, no, it's potatoes." The left-wing angel said.
"It's potatoes, but it's not potatoes." The fallen angel met the puzzled gaze of the left-wing angel and smiled, "The key is farmers, the land will not grow potatoes by itself, and potatoes will not grow into the land by itself. The key to everything is the farmers, and we have been ignoring a problem."
"What's the problem?" the winged angel couldn't help asking.
"There are five or six farmers who can grow potatoes, but why haven't they sold them all the time? Don't they want to make money? No, it's because their production is too low, and their own gangs don't have enough to use, so it's not like they don't want to I did some research and found that their daily output is only about 2,000, while the daily output of one salted fish has reached 7,000, which is three times that of a normal farmer. What does this mean?" The fallen angel looked at With three people.
"We've been ignoring farmers." The right-wing angel gasped.
"Ability and ambition are directly proportional. A farmer with such ability is willing to give us potatoes. Do you think this is normal?" The fallen angel asked again.
"So a salted fish broke our potatoes at a critical moment." The left-wing angel said.
"The timing is so precise, he is from Sanyelian." The winged angel woke up.
"A salted fish is related to the clover lotus, but it should only be a cooperative relationship, otherwise the Zhongxian Royal Court would not have to take action." The fallen angel said.
"There isDon't you? "The right-wing angel was puzzled.
"If a salted fish belongs to Sanyelian, Sanyelian can just give the order directly. The purpose of using the Zhongxian Royal Court is that Sanyelian cannot guarantee that a salted fish will fully obey their orders, for fear of accidents." Fallen Angel road.
"So you give the potato to a salted fish." The angel with broken wings suddenly realized, "No matter how powerful a farmer is, he is no match for Sanyelian, but after all, with some strength, he can still cause some trouble to Sanyelian."
"A salted fish dares to trick us, so naturally we can't let him go so easily." The fallen angel sneered.
"I understand." The left-wing angel nodded, and then showed a worried expression, "It's just that it will be difficult for the Death Guild to explain."
"Actually, if they abide by the agreement, I won't give the land to a salted fish, but they want us to be cannon fodder, so we can't do nothing. In fact, we don't need to explain. We don't want to go to the Death Guild That's enough." The fallen angel's eyes turned cold, "I think this is exactly what they want to see."
The Winged Angels and the others were silent. If they followed, the villainous Angels would definitely lean towards them, and the Death Guild would sometimes have two orders. For an organization, this is a big taboo. That's why the God of Death Guild intentionally put the clover lotus into the valley, with the intention of destroying them. If their level drops, even if they go to the God of Death Guild, the original members of the villainous angel group may not listen to them. .
But they were intact. In this case, the Death God Guild really didn't want to see them appear
To control the big and to control the owl. Dongfang Herring came out of the hut and found that there were two farmers busy on his land. In addition, the entrance of the valley was guarded and replaced again. Ye Lian.
"Who are you? Where did you come from? What do you want?"
As soon as he appeared, he was spotted by one of the farmers, who looked at him warily. The farmer made a sound, which alarmed the soldiers who stayed at the valley entrance, and a group of soldiers rushed over and surrounded Dongfang Herring.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?"
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