Six Hundred and Eighty-Seven Cars

Because of Alan Hill, some things that can't be said on the table can now be used as chips, and they can be used in a grandiose manner.

"So, the elves are willing to exchange the research results of your ancestors for your Moon God Temple?" Chris finally stopped being silent. He raised his head and looked at the beautiful person opposite with a smile.

"Actually, before I came here, I had already figured it out. For us elves, space magic may be just a magic research, but for you Alan Hill, it may be the key to discovering a new world." Andre Queen Ya finally picked up the knife and fork in her hand, and began to cut the beef in front of her while talking.

She finally regained some initiative, which is good news for her and the elves behind her: "You can use it to reach places far enough...and those places you reach will become Your territory!"

"You're right, this is indeed part of our plan." Chris nodded, graciously acknowledging this inference.

In fact, he didn't admit it, and it was impossible for Andrea to give up this inference. After all, the Alan Hill Empire has shown its extreme desire for territory since its inception.

Expansion has always been the main theme of the Alan Hill Empire. Its territory has far surpassed any empire, and it has become an unprecedented behemoth on the magic continent.

Now, this super empire has extended its hand to the universe. The establishment of the star ring and its desire for the moon can be seen by anyone who is not blind.

And if someone says that the ambitions of the Alan Hill Empire are only limited to the moon and the demon world, that is really a big joke.

Queen Andrea is not a fool. If she has such powerful war technology as Alan Hill and such an efficient ruling organization, she will also expand the territory of the elves to every corner of the universe.

However, Chris did not lose the initiative of this chat, because this is not a formal negotiation, and he also has many cards that he has not shown.

"So, I'm waiting for you and the Dragon Emperor to compromise first." Chris chewed the meat in his mouth, as if Andrea in front of him, as well as the Dragon Emperor Albert, were already in his mouth. Like a piece of meat.

"I can hold on for a long time." Her Majesty returned to being charming and charming, and she put away her previous cuteness, which made people even more fascinated.

"It's okay, I'm patient." Chris thought Her Majesty was driving, but he had no proof. So he stepped on the accelerator,

Going forward: "However, if you are too reserved, you may let others get ahead of you."

"Albert? He is willing, are you willing?" Andrea was indeed driving, and was caught off guard when turning.

"Cough cough cough..." Chris choked on something in his mouth and coughed violently.

Thinking about the sturdy figure of the Dragon King Albert, Chris felt that he could not take the path of no return no matter what. He liked women, and he had already proved this with three peerless beauties.

Even if he likes a man, it should be that kind of young fresh meat, definitely not an old and strong man whose whole body is as rough as a washboard.

With a clever play, he pulled himself out of his divergent thinking, and Chris knew that his driving level was not as good as Andrea, a thousand-year-old fairy working woman.

So he could only bring the topic back to cover up the embarrassment of being overtaken in a curve: "If you are willing to show the space magic, I can unilaterally promise you that the Temple of the Moon God can become a special forbidden place."

"A place that only belongs to the elves?" Queen Andrea's eyes lit up, she looked at Chris, and waited for the latter to give her an affirmative answer.

"Yes, but it still belongs to the territory of Alan Hill, but you elves have the permanent right to use it..." Chris emphasized.

"I need a guarantee." Andrea licked her lips, like a kitten who had succeeded.

"What guarantee?" Chris was disturbed by the way Andrea licked his tongue, and asked, looking away.

"Alan Hill will use this as a betrothal gift to marry the Elven Queen." Andrea raised her eyebrows, expressing her desire to marry Chris.

"Betrothal gift? You really haven't studied Serris' wedding customs much...then you should also know that since there is a betrothal gift, there should be a dowry." Chris subjectively skipped the statement that Her Majesty the Queen would marry him This matter once again brought up the issue of benefits.

As for the fact that he wants to marry the queen... May I ask which man is willing to refuse, a beautiful woman who is all over the country and the city wants to talk about marriage with him?

Things like scumbags... Scumbags are scumbags. Anyway, scumbags are always better than being surrounded by dozens of beauties, but unwilling to admit that this is a harem novel...

"What's in the Moon God Temple? Can you tell me something in advance?" Now that the conversation has reached this level, Her Majesty the Queen no longer treats herself as an outsider. Anyway, she also knew that the man in front of him, what was on his mind, or his ambition, had swelled to a point that made people feel frightened.

Since his journey is the sea of ​​stars, how can he allow others to snore on the side of the couch? Alan Hill, who has already embarked on an expedition to the demon world, and his wish to control the entire magic continent, is it not born in a day or two?

So, whether it is the Grecon, or the New Puppet Empire, whether it is the Eternal Empire, or the Norma Empire... including the elves, the orcs, and even the dragons... How many of these forces are there? Can continue to dissociate outside the rule of Alan Hill?

Thinking about it this way, perhaps the smartest ones are the dwarves. They can see clearly and see far, and they have integrated into the Alan Hill Empire early, which is obviously much more powerful and wise than other races.

"Corps... there are countless dried corpses there." Chris revealed some insignificant things to strengthen Her Majesty's determination to hand over the space magic: "Hundreds of corpses of great elf magicians ..."

"It seems that you don't just need space magic." Queen Andrea realized something, staring into Chris's eyes and said.

"Yes, I think, I still need a new seed of the tree of life." Chris nodded, acknowledging his thoughts.

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