Those two bone dragons in Qingcheng cannot cast spells and can only use brute force?

When Ji Xiaoyan heard the words of the leader of the Undead Clan, she immediately turned her eyes to Frisman, her eyes full of confusion. She vaguely remembered... It seemed that when they were in the Undead Clan, those two bone dragons

It’s not just about brute force!

Frisman seemed to feel Ji Xiaoyan's gaze and glanced at the leader of the undead tribe. Then he nodded to Ji Xiaoyan and said to her: "It is true that the two bone dragons cannot use spells, so they can only fight in close combat.

It's just an attack... What we saw in the Land of the Dead was just the spells specially stored by the clan leaders for the two bone dragons. Once they were used up, they were gone..."

Therefore, the mana of the two bone dragons had been consumed before they were sent to Qingcheng.

"Then...the two bone dragons will have no way to store spells in the future?" Ji Xiaoyan thought for a while and asked Frisman curiously.

"Okay! Just find a medium gem that can store mana..." Friesman nodded firmly and said something to Ji Xiaoyan. After watching her nod clearly, he thought

After thinking for a while, he added: "However, such things are still difficult to find... Therefore, the two bone dragons can be used as brute force attacks, but it is still a bit difficult to really sweep them all!"<

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"Frisman, why do I feel that you are just speaking for the leader of the Undead Tribe?" After hearing this, old man Qingya glanced at Frisman strangely and asked in confusion.

"What I said is just the truth!!" Frisman was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Old Qingya somewhat unhappily, "Elder Qingya, don't doubt my feelings for Qingcheng, okay?

”

"But you also have feelings for the undead! You can't deny this, right?" Old man Qingya raised his eyebrows and snarled at Frisman. Frisman was choked and didn't know what to say for a moment.

What happened?

Seeing this, the leader of the undead tribe quickly spoke to the old man Qingya: "Elder Qingmi... Anyway, Frisman is also a member of our undead tribe, and he has feelings for our undead tribe.

That's what it should be! If he doesn't even have feelings for his own race, can you still safely let him stay in Qingcheng? This is a good thing, isn't it?"

Old man Qingmi snorted coldly and said nothing.

"However, Frisman did not lie to you. The magic storage gems on the two bone dragons were left by our ancestors of the undead many years ago. They are still difficult to find on the mainland...

." The leader of the undead tribe quickly looked at Ji Xiaoyan and said to her: "If City Lord Ji is interested, we, the undead tribe, still have more than a dozen gems like this. I will give them all to you, City Lord Ji.

......."

Looking at the flattering smile of the leader of the undead clan in front of him, Ji Xiaoyan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Thinking about what the undead clan looked like back then, and then comparing it to now... It is indeed the current situation that has shaped human nature.

Ah!

"City Lord Ji..." Seeing that Ji Xiaoyan didn't care about the newly refined bone dragon, the leader of the undead clan quickly shouted to her again, and then continued: "We are now

The newly refined skull dragon does not need to be fed at ordinary times. Once it is on the battlefield, it will become more powerful once the undead energy is nourished. In other words, the more people die, the more powerful it will be.

Awesome! This is definitely the best weapon for war...Normally, we don't need to feed or anything like that, so we can save a lot of expenses!"

"Then I'm a little curious. Is it possible that such a powerful bone dragon can recover on its own if it doesn't eat?" Ji Xiaoyan looked at the undead clan leader looking at him longingly, and still followed his words and asked.

One sentence.

"That's not the case...but the demand for our bone dragon is very small!" The leader of the undead tribe said quickly, "It's fine at ordinary times, just take it to the battlefield and other places to absorb the death energy.

That's it. If there is really no death energy, you can also use dark mana to cultivate it. It doesn't take much effort... All members of our undead tribe have this dark mana.

So, there is no need to worry about the problem of cultivation..."

This means that they don’t need to worry about raising the bone dragon.

"By the way, how did we raise those two bone dragons in Qingcheng?" Ji Xiaoyan suddenly thought of a question and turned to ask Frisman.

"I raised it with my magic power." Frieseman said simply: "Although I am an ice mage, as a member of the undead tribe, I still have some dark magic power in my body.

It can be used...but the quantity is too small. For those two bone dragons, it is a drop in the bucket...so...so for those two bone dragons, I am now

It’s not too good to raise..."

Having said this, Frisman immediately hung his head in shame.

Ji Xiaoyan said something comforting to him, but he heard the leader of the Undead Clan speak urgently: "Lord City Master Ji, you don't have to worry about it in the future! We, the Undead Clan, will send those two bone dragons from now on.

There is no need to waste Frisman’s time anymore...”

The leader of the Undead Tribe now sees Frisman's status in Qingcheng somewhat clearly! They came to ask Ji Xiaoyan in person. Ji Xiaoyan said that he could just leave if he didn't want to see him, but when they went to find Frisman, he really turned Ji Xiaoyan away.

Xiaoyan brought him and asked her to listen patiently to what he said. If Frisman had no influence on Ji Xiaoyan, the leader of the undead clan didn't believe it at all.

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If their undead tribe has people who can speak in Qingcheng, wouldn't this help them form an alliance? Not to mention, in the future, if their undead tribe can really form an alliance with Qingcheng, there will be Frisman

Now, if they do something wrong again, there will be someone to help them speak!

Thinking of this, the eyes of the leader of the undead tribe softened a lot when he looked at Frisman!

"Okay, Mr. Patriarch, don't you just want to form an alliance with our Qingcheng by giving up so many benefits? But...such a little thing may not even be enough to cause the damage you caused to our Qingcheng last time.

, Such sincerity is probably far from enough!" Old Man Qingya glanced at the leader of the Undead Clan with some disgust, but said directly: "Let me tell you this, this time, if Frisman hadn't been worried about himself

If something really happens in the clan land, if the clan members are exterminated in the future, we will not come... So, clan leader, we don't waste time looking at him anymore, and directly express your sincerity.

, If you can accept it, we will talk again. If you are not sincere enough, then don't waste your time... We still have many towns in Qingcheng that are waiting for little girl Xiaoyan to visit...

....Where can I waste so much time with you?"

Old man Qingya was a little impatient with the people of the undead clan, and he didn't want to listen to the leader of the undead clan chattering for a long time without getting to the point. He could only smack his lips, glance at them with disgust and urge them.<

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"Yes, yes, yes! That's what Elder Qingmi said!" When the leader of the Undead Tribe heard what Old Man Qingmi said, he looked at him gratefully and nodded with a smile. He didn't want to waste any more time.

Oh! If you delay for one second, the situation over there with the undead clan will be in danger! So many clansmen are still waiting for them to go back and rescue them. It would be better if they can negotiate their return earlier!
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Thinking of this, the leader of the Undead Tribe suddenly became serious, looked at Ji Xiaoyan seriously, and said to her: "City Lord Ji... As long as we can form an alliance with you, Qingcheng, we, the Undead Tribe, guarantee that in the future, Qingcheng will have

For any mission, our undead tribe will definitely come to help as soon as possible. There will never be a situation like before, which makes you, Lord Ji, disappointed with our undead tribe..."

Ji Xiaoyan frowned, but there was still some disbelief in his eyes.

"What I said can be sworn to the Lord God. Don't worry about this, Lord Ji!" The leader of the Undead Tribe said solemnly. After watching Ji Xiaoyan reluctantly nod, he continued.

: "As a token of our sincerity in forming an alliance, our undead clan is willing to dedicate the newly successfully refined bone dragon to Qingcheng. If another bone dragon can be refined in the future, it can be given to Qingcheng for use at will.

We, the undead tribe, will all be responsible for the maintenance, so there is no need for Qingcheng to worry about anything..."

When Ji Xiaoyan heard this, he was really surprised at the thought that the undead clan leader was willing to put in. You know, the people of the undead clan don't just refine one or two skull dragons. They just like to refine these things all day long, as if they only have

In this way, the existence of the undead tribe can be proved. Therefore, giving them the right to use the bone dragon in Qingcheng in the future is really a sign of sincerity for the undead tribe!

"In the future, if there is anything else our Undead tribe needs that Qingcheng needs, the city lord can allocate it at will, and all of us Undead tribe can cooperate... No problem!" The leader of the Undead tribe gritted his teeth and said cruelly.

He said something to Ji Xiaoyan again, and then looked at her eagerly.

"Don't you think, the clan leader, that your undead clan has given too much?" Ji Xiaoyan thought for a moment and asked curiously: "It sounds like it's not just an alliance, it sounds a bit like the undead clan wants to

You are attached to our Qingcheng...Don’t you feel aggrieved, the patriarch?"

"Yes! I know too..." The leader of the Undead Tribe sighed and nodded, but said firmly: "In a sense, it is attachment, but in terms of status, please City Master Ji leave an alliance for our Undead Tribe.

That’s enough for my reputation! It’s also a little bit of self-respect that I left for my people... City Lord Ji, I hope you can fulfill it...”

Whether it is attachment or alliance, it actually doesn't matter to Ji Xiaoyan.

It’s okay if there are people from the undead tribe in Qingcheng, but it’s okay if there aren’t! Just considering Frisman, Ji Xiaoyan is naturally inclined to form an alliance! At least, Frisman won’t be in too much trouble, and he won’t have to fight the undead on the battlefield in the future.

There are some benefits to having the bone dragons of the clan against each other...

After sitting there in silence for a while, Ji Xiaoyan turned to look at Old Man Qingmi and the Elf Clan Chief.

"Then let's form an alliance!" The leader of the Elf clan looked calm and said calmly to Ji Xiaoyan: "After all, they are also Frisman's race."

Frisman immediately looked at the Elf Clan leader with great gratitude.

"Since the undead clan leader is sincere enough, let's form an alliance!" Old Man Qingmi rolled his eyes slyly, and then said in a deep voice to Ji Xiaoyan: "However, we have to make an agreement when forming an alliance...

.....If the previous situation happens again, Friesman, you can’t blame us for being rude to the undead..."

Friesman nodded quickly and looked at Ji Xiaoyan expectantly.

"Lord Ji City Lord?!" The leader of the Undead Tribe was also overjoyed and looked at Ji Xiaoyan eagerly.

"Okay! Since everyone agrees, let's form an alliance!" Ji Xiaoyan nodded and looked at the undead clan leader's sudden joy. After thinking for a while, he said: "In this case, the clan leader will make preparations.

, follow us back to Qingcheng, finish the alliance matters, and then we will go to the Land of the Dead to see..."

"Okay, okay, okay! Thank you City Lord Ji! Thank you... thank you so much!!" The leader of the Undead Clan had tears streaming down his face. He spoke to Ji Xiaoyan and stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears.

, then he called out to the undead aborigines around him: "Go back to that town quickly and bring out all the things we have in our existence. We will go to Qingcheng with Lord Ji and the others now to take care of the big things.

!"

"Yes!" Several undead aborigines nodded quickly and ran towards the town without hesitation. However, they were not stopped by the town guards guarding the gate and entered the town smoothly.

Seeing this, old man Qingmi reached out and touched his chin, but his eyes flickered to the Qingshimen disciples beside him and asked: "Speaking of which, who knows what kind of power this town is now?"<

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The disciples of Qingshi Sect shook their heads in confusion. They usually stayed in the sect, how could they know so many things?

However, after hearing what Old Man Qingmi said, the leader of the Undead tribe thought for a while and said: "We have lived in the town for a while, but we have heard the aborigines in the town mention... This town seems

It does not belong to any force, and it is still an independent town..."

"Oh? I have no power..." Old Man Qingya said something meaningful.

"However, I heard that this town is quite capable. It has two powerful mage masters, so it has so much confidence!" The undead clan leader's eyelids twitched, and he quickly told Qing what he knew.

Mr. Mi.

"It's just two mages, how powerful can they be?" Old man Qingya curled his lips and said with some disdain. The leader of the undead tribe was speechless when he looked at it!
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