There is always something wrong with the temple

The small days in the territory are nourished.

Originally there were 100 people working, although it looked interesting, but it took a long time to complete a low wall, but now there are more than 500 people, all of whom are taciturn and willing to work. Get up smoothly.

Farm work is being done, trees are being cut, mines are being dug, things that need to be built have begun to be built, the business of the tavern has begun to improve, and even the meeting hall for the little lord has been repaired.

Originally, there were adventurers who complained about this remote wilderness, but to create a similar territory with their own hands, it is almost from scratch!

Such satisfaction is rare.

And the number of people felling trees increased.

The townhouse built by Wusu with points is just a sample, and it is still difficult to squeeze in the hundreds of extra people.

If you can't squeeze in, you have to start building a house.

The original adventurers were extremely wary of those degenerates, and they didn't seem to believe that they had reformed themselves.

The players, on the other hand, were unscrupulous, they got along very well, and they even got the reasons for their fall from the mouths of those latecomers.

one.

After all, there are too many people, and the possibility of falling is also strange.

Whether it is a knight, mage, warlock, etc., the higher the level, the more dangerous it is.

It is said that it is because the gods will test you in the process of cultivation.

In the player's own words, it is easy to go crazy when practicing!

There are only about [-] players who help repair the house, and the transformed group of people have to help build various traps, log and farm tasks every day, and it is always troublesome to repair the house for themselves.

After half a month of silence, someone from the adventurer slowly stood up.

One has two.

There are three and there are four.

With the help of other adventurers, the house that had only been built for half a month finally had a big breakthrough.

Building a house is a technical job, and people who come here indiscriminately are scolded by adventurers!

Han Qiu smiled and didn't care.

Mina went around and found Wusu in the Adventurer's Guild.

The newly built meeting hall was clean, and the lord who originally needed to be admitted——Wusu.

Don't stay in the nest at all.

The black feathered snake wrapped itself happily around Wusu's body.

No matter where it is, five sous will not stop it.

After losing interest, the Black Feathered Snake lost his mind about spoiling (?) other people.

He wished he could just drown beside Wu Su.

The real feathered snake wished to stay far away from the black (false) feathered snake.

Although it really likes that little cute master, but now this master is not bad.

At least it won't feel like going to see Death all the time.

"Wu Su, last time you said you don't need to do anything, is it because of this?" Mina leaned on the counter excitedly.

Wu Su was looking at the map.

"Yes." He said softly.

Before, I came to Wusu for sesame seed cakes mixed with fried dough sticks, just for this matter.

Games are not just games, but also a real society. This kind of interpersonal communication is the most troublesome.

Mina asked, "But why?"

Wu Su tilted his head, "Because it's not their fault."

He looked at the many people in the territory and showed a small smile.

Toothy.

Wu Su looked at the black feathered snake lying on the counter and only looking at him.

he thinks.

It's just that they forgot.

—Do not look directly at God.

Wu Su walked slowly in the temple.

There was also a little bad snake wrapped around it.

Followed by two big tails.

Mina and the Fox.

Mina is talkative, and Yehu is sullen.

The two just moved and remained silent.

Wu Su's petite and delicate appearance, coupled with the Wen Tun study before, always makes people feel like a porcelain doll that needs to be cared for.In the tunnel filled with nameless flames, Wusu's white neck was wrapped around a black feathered snake sticking out its tongue, but those red eyes were staring closely at the two players.

For some reason, Mina felt her mouth was dry, and a nervous throb ran down her spine, causing her heart to beat a few beats faster.

This feeling of suffocation that seemed to have occurred before made her a little dazed, as if she could vaguely hear Wu Su's tender voice continuing to float, "Wait a minute."

Why are you waiting?

Wu Su touched the corridor wall of the temple, pursed his lips, and whispered.

"It's protection."

The faint light of the Corrupted Corridor spread along the patterned floor to the walls of the temple, and then lit up where Wusu's fingers approached.

Wusu puffed up his face.

The protection of the temple is not only in the temple, but also outside the temple.

Along the low wall, slowly and softly, it enveloped the entire territory being developed.

It's like a beast that keeps its prey in its arms.

It's a good thing.

But Wusu pinched the snake's head, and the little snake with its tongue sticking out obediently wrapped around his wrist.

Very nice.

It's as if nothing is done.

But the cause of this "good thing" is not necessarily a good thing.

Five Su petty lords traveled all over the territory.

In fact, it is only the distance surrounded by the low wall.

The inexplicable speech in the temple did extend to the low wall.

The Corrupted Corridor, which originally only sheltered the temple, encloses the little brother next door with disgust.

Wu Su thought.

Not angry, not angry.

Hey!

Five su luck.

Wu Su pouted.

Wusu was still angry.

Wusu "lost" the black feathered snake, and walked back to the yellow mushroom house to sleep on short legs.

The warm, warm yellow quilt covered Wusu's little face, curled up in the soft quilt, and he fell asleep softly.

Late night... oh, there is no such thing as a late night in the Darkwood.

The tree of bells swayed, its silver petals shattering at the touch.

Like the vast sky, there are many delicate petals hanging from the prosperous tree crown, which are scattered lightly like the wind.

An inexplicable and treacherous tone was faintly heard, which seemed to be joyful and disgusting, but listening carefully, it turned out to be an extremely beautiful and moving chapter, just like the most beautiful and ultimate arrival in the world.

Aliena frowned in her sleep, as if she was having a nightmare.

The second floor of the yellow mushroom house, outside the bedroom window.

Some kind of mutation seemed to be going on, and it started with a sneaky black feathered snake.

The weird and lovely movement seems to be still going on, it seems to be played by ingenious musicians, and it seems that immature children are plucking the strings and making fidgety noises.

In the light of the ringing tree, the mysterious reflection on the wall of the yellow mushroom house slowly condensed into a human form.

At first there were two heads.

Then the left side beat the right head off.

The extra hand was twisted off.

Fu is a straightforward person again.

The figure stepped in the void, leaning against the wall, with a weird posture, but only looking at the yellow mushroom house.

The light of the Ringing Tree scattered across his face.

Ah!

It was a kind of extreme beauty that could be destroyed and destroyed, watching him for a moment, as if everything was silent for it, willing to kneel at his feet, life or death for a single thought.

And when he saw the small Wusu nestled in the big quilt.

The mortal, beautiful creature smiled.