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What should you do when money no longer moves people’s hearts?

The leader of the undead clan lived in the town with twenty aborigines of the undead clan for a day. After not getting any reply from Frisman, he thought about it and no longer worried about whether Qingcheng would be dangerous to them.

After taking action, he resolutely stepped into Qingcheng from the teleportation array, and then contacted Frisman and asked him to pick them up outside the gate of Qingcheng.

"Frisman, we have been in contact with you yesterday, why didn't you reply to our message?" A woman standing behind the leader of the undead tribe asked Frisman with some displeasure, "No matter you are in Qingcheng now.

After all, you are also a member of our undead tribe. How can you abandon the patriarch and wait in the town without caring? Are you challenging the majesty of the patriarch?"

Frisman glanced at the undead woman with an expressionless face, and without saying a word, he turned around and whispered a few words to a Qingcheng guard behind him, looking at the scholar NPC beside the city gate.

After taking a handful of wooden signs, he handed them to the undead aborigines and said in a deep voice: "This is the permit to enter Qing City. You all should keep it, one for each person."

The leader of the undead tribe took a deep look at Frisman. After seeing that he was completely unwilling to make eye contact with him, he couldn't help but sigh. He followed Frisman towards the Qingcheng and whispered.

: "Frisman, I heard the old patriarch said that I'm sorry for leaving you outside for so many years. When you returned to the Land of the Dead, both the old patriarch and the elders were very excited and happy!

But later, considering that you have lived in the outside world for so many years, if you return to the Undead Clan and live such a closed life with us, you will definitely not be used to it. That’s why the old patriarch asked City Master Ji to take you

Take away...Are you grudged against us? grudged against us for not keeping you?"

Frisman glanced at the leader of the Undead Clan and shook his head: "The leader has overthought things. I don't hold a grudge against anyone! When I left, I was willing to follow Xiaoyan and it had nothing to do with the old leader and the others."<

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"That's good, that's good!" The leader of the undead tribe smiled happily. While looking at the environment of Qingcheng, he sighed and said: "Look at this Qingcheng, how majestic it is! This is our land of the undead.

But it’s totally incomparable! Friesman, I’m very happy that you can gain a foothold here and live a good life.”

When Friesman heard this, he gave a low hum after a while.

His mood is actually very complicated.

After following Ji Xiaoyan back to Qingcheng, he asked Ji Xiaoyan why she still refused to sell the dragon bones even after the leader of their undead clan promised that they would not pose any threat to Qingcheng and would not cooperate with the Fox clan.

Ji Xiaoyan told him the truth.

She felt that the undead clan would be like the fox clan. They had been locked up in one place for a long time and were ready to expand their territory. The words spoken by the leader of the undead clan were all ambiguous. It could even be said that it was just to perfunctory them and let them take the dragon bones.

Sold to the undead.

Ji Xiaoyan said that the newly appointed leader of the undead tribe cannot be trusted.

Frisman still wanted to refute, but when he thought about how the old patriarch had nothing to do with the new patriarch, yet he became the patriarch, what was the inside story of the process? He was a person who had never been in the Land of the Dead.

I don’t know. If you blindly help the new clan leader to speak up and it really causes some big disaster, then that would be a sin.

Ji Xiaoyan said that she is an example now.

Therefore, Friesman is not thinking about the keel at the moment.

The leader of the undead tribe frowned slightly as he looked at the silent Frisman. He followed him all the way to a house. After watching Frisman stop, the leader of the undead tribe looked around a few times.

circle, and then frowned.

"Master Patriarch, please stay here while you are in Qingcheng." Frisman took the key from a Qingcheng guard and said to everyone: "I have already made an agreement with Chief Qinggong, you are willing to live here."

You can stay as long as you want, and when you want to leave, just give the key to the guard."

"We live here?" A man behind the leader of the undead tribe frowned suddenly, looked at Frisman angrily, and asked sternly: "Frisman, can't the city lord live in Qingcheng even if the clan leader is here?

In the mansion? Shouldn’t the City Lord’s Mansion be the place to entertain the patriarch? Here? What kind of place is this? You want the patriarch to live here?”

Frisman frowned, looked at the man who shouted at him, and said calmly: "This is also the place where we in Qingcheng receive guests. Most of the guests who came to Qingcheng in the past also lived here. Mr. Patriarch

There’s nothing wrong with living here!”

"There is nothing wrong? We feel that something is wrong here now!" The man from the undead clan continued to roar, "Since you Frisman are the attendant of Lord Ji and the closest person to Lord Ji, as your tribe, we,

When I visit Qingcheng, shouldn’t I stay in the city lord’s mansion to be closer to you?”

"Get closer to me?" Frisman raised his eyes and glanced at the undead man, nodded as if he understood, and then said: "If you just want to get closer to me,

If we want to get in touch with each other, I will immediately return to the city lord's palace and move here to live with all the clansmen."

"You!" The undead man's eyes widened, as if he couldn't react.

The leader of the undead clan glanced at Frisman and suddenly smiled and said: "In that case, let's stay here. Frisman, since you want to go back to the city lord's mansion to pack your things, why don't we go back with you.

It just so happens that we can visit Lord Ji again and let her know about our stay in Qingcheng."

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"Don't worry, Patriarch. I have already told Xiaoyan about this matter." Frisman said calmly, "As for the matter of packing things, I won't bother the Patriarch and other clan members. I can just go back by myself."
After speaking, Frisman nodded directly to a guard in front of the house. Regardless of the wonderful expressions on the faces of the undead people, he turned around and led the rest of the Qingcheng guards straight back to the city lord's mansion.

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As for whether he wanted to move here and live with the undead people, Frisman didn't think much about it. Everyone knew that living together was just an excuse, and the undead people just wanted to come to the city lord's mansion.

!

As for the purpose, all Frisman can think of is that the undead people may want to get closer to the dragon bone and get closer to Ji Xiaoyan so that they can persuade her to agree to the deal.

After watching Frisman disappear again, the undead people, under the watchful eyes of the Qingcheng guards, opened the door with a dark face and the key, and then closed the door with a bang.

"Master Patriarch, what should we do now?" After everyone from the Undead Tribe entered the room and found a seat to sit down, they immediately looked at the leader of the Undead Tribe and asked him: "Frisman has no sense of belonging to our Undead Tribe.

Neither of them are strong. When we were in the town, they still looked a little bit towards us, but today they seem to have a much colder attitude. Could it be that City Lord Ji said something to him that made him dislike us? If not

If Frisman helps, it will be more difficult for us to take away the keel..."

The leader of the undead clan frowned and was silent for a long time before he said: "Frisman is a member of our undead clan. This must be made clear to him and engraved in his heart. Since he said so,

If you want to move in with us, then live together! But during this time, everyone should pay attention to it. We must show the enthusiasm and warmth that we should have towards our tribe, so that Frisman can have a stronger sense of belonging to our undead tribe.

Be stronger and ask him to help us convince City Lord Ji... that we, the Undead Tribe, must take the dragon bones back."

Everyone nodded and couldn't help but sigh again when they thought of Ji Xiaoyan's attitude.

"Clan leader, City Lord Ji seems to be a little hostile to our undead tribe..." A man from the undead tribe couldn't help but said, "Should we first investigate why this is?"

"It's probably the person who told City Master Ji not to sell the dragon bones to us." The leader of the undead tribe said without hesitation, "It's actually clear who went to the Wu Bone Forest to slay the dragon.

, nothing more than a few forces. But, even if we find out, what effect will it have? The image of the undead clan has already fallen in the heart of City Lord Ji, and there is no need to change it easily! Unless, we don’t want the dragon bones anymore...

...."

Everyone frowned. If you don’t want the keel, that is naturally impossible.

"Let's do this for now." The leader of the undead tribe sighed, his eyes fell on the closed door, and said to everyone: "No matter what, let's get closer to Frisman first and find out what City Lord Ji wants.

Let’s talk about how we are willing to sell the keel.”

After making the decision, the leader of the undead clan didn't waste any time, and directly led his people to clean up the house. Then he sent a person from the undead clan to follow a Qingcheng guard and asked him to take him all the way to the city lord's palace to wait for Fu.

Riesman packed up and went.

Frisman, who returned to the city lord's palace, soon received the news. He originally thought that everyone would not have to live together because they were having some unpleasant troubles, but he did not expect that the undead people would not give up at all. But Frisman had no choice but to deal with it silently.

I picked up my things, then suddenly thought of something, and ran directly to Yan Mo's house.

"What to do?" Zhen Mo frowned and looked at Frisman, a little unhappy.

"Um, Zhen Mo, have you found a place to store the dragon meat?" Friesman walked directly to Zhen Mo with a smile and asked him.

"Save it? It's all in my package. I thought if you didn't come to me in the past two days, you were ready to give up!" Yan Mo glared at Frisman and reached out to take the dragon meat out of the package.

Come out.

"No, no, no." Seeing this, Frisman quickly pressed down on Yu Mo's hand and said flatteringly: "Um, Yu Mo, how much space is left in your package? Can you help me again?

Decorate it with dragon meat?"

"What do you mean?" Zhen Mo frowned and looked at Frisman.

"Don't I still have a lot of dragon meat here? There is no place to store it." Frisman said with a smile.

"Come to me when you have no place? I didn't ask you to help me take away these dragon meats." Yu Mo said angrily to Frisman, "I don't even have my own galaxy in the package now."

It can’t be put down. It’s all dragon meat. If you don’t take it away, you still want me to decorate it for you. Friesman, do you think I don’t dare to throw away all this dragon meat?”

"No, no. Zhen Mo, don't be angry!" Friesman smiled bitterly and told him about the undead tribe entering Qing City and asking him to live with them, and then continued: "You will also see that day

Come on, those people from our undead tribe are not so easy to get rid of. If I live with them and eat dragon meat, what will they think? What if I let the dragon meat be eaten?

If I share the meat with them, wouldn’t I suffer a big loss?"

"So you're not going to take any of the dragon meat away with you?" Yu Mo raised his eyebrows and relaxed a bit.

Friesman nodded quickly and smiled flatteringly at Yan Mo.

"Then don't come to me!" Yan Mo glared at Frisman again, and then said: "I'm not the only one with the package. It didn't matter if you asked me for help in the Wugu Forest. After all, I was the only one with the package.

I'm here. But, it's not right for you to come to me for help now! I remember there is Brick? He is an alchemist, right? He should have as much as he needs for wrapping this thing, right?

?"

"That's right! How could I have forgotten about Brick?!" Friesman was astonished. He clapped his hands in an instant, turned around and ran out, "Thanks, Yu Mo, I'll go find Brick right now."

Gram."

"Hey, hey, hey, take what I have here with you!" Seeing Frisman rushing out of the house quickly, Yan Mo couldn't help shouting, but after seeing his figure disappear, he could only sigh helplessly.

He took a breath and followed him honestly.

The dragon meat was in his bag, and he felt it was troublesome, so he could just go and give it all to Brick.

Friesman quickly found Brick in the city lord's palace, and after telling him the story, he got several empty packages from him. He couldn't help but said with some emotion: "It's still Brick.

Hello, Ke! Hey, it would be great if you followed us to the Blackbone Forest! With your packages, I will definitely be able to get some more dragon meat back. What a pity..."
Brick glanced at Frisman for a few seconds, then said after a while: "Frisman, you stole these dragon meats, does Xiaoyan know?"

Frisman glanced at Brick and said calmly: "This is not stealing, Brick. This is outsmarting, you know? Anyway, the dragon meat was divided among everyone when I came back, so I packed some in advance.

When we come back, it can be considered that we have made a profit in Qingcheng. Even if Xiaoyan finds out about this little thing, he won't blame me! Brick, don't talk too much and tell Xiaoyan!"