Chapter 510： Lost goods

"Yeah, I will come to see this old man for more drinks in the future."

"Definitely, definitely, there is less of everything, not less wine."

"Everyone is so happy. Get up and drink."

Xu Tianyu spoke, and everyone moved.

In the future, the Orc Army, which will be famous in the mainland, will be established in such a pleasant atmosphere, I am afraid that no one will think of it.

That night, as Xu Tianyu said, they all drank and fell on the ground, even Xu Tianyu was not surprised.

Mainly happy, let him forget a lot of troubles.

However, the huge machinery of Northern Wilderness began to operate continuously on the second day.

They started to expand with Watt City as their main city. As a king, how could there not be a king city.

What's more, Xu Tianyu, the king who unified the northern wilderness.

Although Xu Tianyu didn't value these material things very much, before Ji and Bai Lao were determined to execute them, Xu Tianyu was able to let them go.

While Beihuang was still celebrating that they had an additional king, the Qingshan faction was in trouble.

The elder of the Outer Sect of Qingshan School, Tang De, with a group of disciples, looked at the messy dock in front of him with a gloomy expression.

This is the private jetty of Qingshan School in Minglang City.

No one has ever dared to make things happen. As the leader of this area, the Qingshan faction is full of face.

But last night, someone entered here to cause sabotage. The guard disciple was directly knocked out, and all the goods stored here that could be removed were directly removed.

The ones that can't be moved are smashed, but no one knows about such a big event.

Because the people of Minglang City all know that this area belongs to the Green Mountain School, and no one will die close.

If it weren't for Todd to go out to deliver supplies today, no one might have discovered the situation here.

"See who did it?"

Ton De held back his anger, looked at the sober disciple before him, and asked harshly.

"I've seen the elder, the opponent shot too quickly, and the sky is gloomy, all...the disciples didn't see anything clearly."

"Huh, waste."

Tang De kicked it, and the disciple fainted again after a few minutes before he thought of coming over.

The disciples around did not dare to speak out, but all of them were angry. Their Qingshan faction has become accustomed to rampant and domineering, and now there are people robbing things and snatching them in front of them. How can they swallow the flames.

"Huh, how much did we lose, have we counted it out?"

A disciple who was responsible for counting, came out sweating profusely, and hesitated to speak.

"I'm dumb, tell me quickly."

Facing Tang De's curse, the disciple gritted his teeth and said.

"Back... Elder back, there were originally...a batch of tributes to be sent to Qingyu Sect..."

Todd listened, the last trace of calm was gone.

Grasping the disciple's shoulders, opening his eyes wide, his lips twitching, but there is still a glimmer of hope.

"No, that batch of goods is still right, right? You speak..."

"All... all gone." The disciple hesitated and said the worst result.

Tond only felt his own blood spurt, and a mouthful of old blood was vomited out, and his eyes turned pale for a while, and he was immediately unconscious.

"Elder, elder..."

"Quickly, send the elder back to the sect..."

The disciples around were startled, all in a panic and at a loss.

A day later, in the main hall of the Qingshan Sect, the Sect Master Changhu of the Qingshan Sect looked at the elders below with a gloomy expression.