Summon skeleton soldiers at the beginning

Chapter 82 The Dragon Is Gone
"sickle?"

Guo Teng didn't understand what it meant, and then he thought about the function of the sickle.

"My parents died while he was 'mowing'."

Fang Zhongxing explained to Guo Teng with hatred in his heart.

His fists were clenched, his teeth were chattering, his eyes were bulging, and he wanted to fly into the sky and tear it to pieces.

"Brother Chongxing!"

There was a shout from the front, and Hong Ling walked up to Fang Zhongxing, reaching out her hand to block his gaze from looking at the airship in the sky.

"It will be exposed."

Hongling sprinkled a handful of petals, revealing a fragrance.

Guo Teng felt inexplicably quiet in his heart.

"Let's go, don't let Mr. Chunyu wait for us."

Hongling pulled Fang Zhongxing who was already quiet, and walked forward.

"Let's go too, the journey is still long."

Chang Jin said to Guo Teng.

After speaking, he pulled Guo Teng to follow Hong Ling and walked forward.

In front of them, Zhu Ziqiong, Xue Fang and others did not know what method they used to make the crowd avoid them slowly, but occasionally a few people passed by.

A group of people walked on the road, not at all obtrusive.

"The Dongguo people are not weak, why can't they beat them?"

Guo Teng recalled the operation along the way with this group of people, but he couldn't figure out what caused this phenomenon.

"Jang Jin, can the Mo family make that kind of robot?"

"Yes, I can't move."

"Where's the airship on that day?"

"Yes, I can't fly."

"Then why is that?"

Guo Teng was full of question marks, not knowing why this happened.

"Because the dragon is gone."

Jang Geum took a deep look at Guo Teng and said slowly.

"The dragon is missing?"

Guo Teng felt like he had heard this before.

The adjutant has found the source for Guo Teng.

In the Livia bathhouse, Chen Shun said something to Guo Teng.

"I can't resist, the dragon is gone, how can I resist."

"The dragon is gone. The dragon is gone."

Guo Teng thought over and over in his heart what these two sentences meant.

"Can't fight without a dragon?"

"What the hell is a dragon?"

Guo Teng didn't want to understand what this dragon was.

"Institution? Culture? Technology?"

"Divine beast? Cultivation method? Totem?"

Guo Teng was dragged forward by Chang Jin, thinking about the meaning of this dragon all the way.

"In terms of productivity, it's no problem for the Western world to beat the East after the industrial revolution."

"But this is not an ordinary industrial world, and it seems that the set of productivity can't be set."

"It's fantasy and Dongxuan."

"Productivity relations are destroyed by the minute."

Seeing Alia's magic pen Ma Liang's method, and Hong Ling's broken bone instant connection, Guo Teng felt that he finally had a preliminary understanding of this world.

"If you simply divide it by the combat power value, the combat power values ​​of the things I saw seem to be almost the same."

"If you don't add those robots and airships."

Guo Teng thought of the conversation with Jang Geum just now.

"Can build, can't move, can't fly."

"Because the dragon is gone."

"So what the hell are they talking about dragons?"

Guo Teng was worried in his heart.

He wanted to ask Jang Jin for the answer, but seeing Jang Jin's appearance, he didn't want to answer.

Guo Teng could only follow Jang Geum with his head down.

a few hours later.

After walking for 12 kilometers in a row, Guo Teng and his group finally came to the gate of a house in Dulun Dongren Street.

"Are we there?"

Guo Teng, who got off a yellow-skinned dummy, asked Jang Geum.

When Guo Teng walked 3 kilometers, his speed slowed down. In order not to delay the speed of the large army, Jang Geum made him a bean soldier and carried him on his back.

This made Guo Teng even more curious about the dragon that Jang Geum lost in his mouth.

"arrive."

Hongling came to Guo Teng and said.

"Wait, follow me to Mr. Chunyu."

Hong Ling tidied up Guo Teng's collar, took out a towel to moisten, and handed it to Guo Teng.

"Wipe your face."

"Ah good."

Guo Teng came to his senses, took the towel in his hand, and wiped his face vigorously.

Take off the towel, it's all black.

"Won't Jang Geum go with me?"

Guo Teng handed the towel to Hong Ling in embarrassment, and asked her.

"Chang Jin will go down to the side hall to rest with them. They will go to Nagrand tomorrow."

Hongling set the dirty towel on fire and kept it aside. After a while, the towel was reduced to ashes.

The gate of the house opened, and Xue Fang and Zhu Ziqiong who were waiting outside were greeted first, followed by the four of them and Guo Teng and others.

"You can ask Mr. Chunyu if you have any questions, he won't hide it from you."

Chang Jin instructed Guo Teng from the side, and then followed Fang Zhongxing and the others to the distance.

"follow me."

Hongling took Guo Teng to the front garden.

After passing through the circular arches, Hong Ling finally brought Guo Teng to the destination, a big house that looked very gloomy.

The size of the room is so big that Guo Teng thinks that in Hong Kong movies, this room is enough for three crews to shoot three types of ghost movies, and the content does not contain repetitive ones.

"Well, sister Hongling, do I want to go in alone?"

Guo Teng stuck in the pitch-black room and asked Hong Ling.

"Go in, Mr. Chunyu's maid is waiting for you at the door."

After Hong Ling finished speaking, she turned her head and left, and disappeared in Guo Teng's eyes within a few breaths.

"red..."

"Damn it, this one runs faster than I can carry a bucket!"

Guo Teng hung his hands and sighed silently in his heart.

"Mr. Chunyu's maid is waiting for me at the door, why didn't I see it?"

"Adjutant, vision."

A different world appeared in Guo Teng's eyes.

In the sight of the left eye, the door of the gloomy house is closed, there is no one, and there are many cobwebs under the eaves.

In the line of sight on the right side, the house is resplendent and full of light, the sound of silk and bamboo is transmitted from the house to the outside, and there is a "person" standing by the door.

Only then did Guo Teng see what Mr. Chunyu's "maid" looked like.

Waist-length hair, Ji hairstyle, thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, bent over to salute Guo Teng.

I don't know how long the salute took.

The only thing that Guo Teng feels slightly uncomfortable is that Mr. Chunyu's maid, she has no shadow.

"Hello."

Guo Teng resisted the subtlety in his heart and greeted the little maid in front of him.

"Sir, please come in."

In the line of sight of the right eye, the door opened, and it was full of dancing girls, dancing gracefully.

After the door was fully opened, the dancing girl retreated, and the sound of silk and bamboo stopped.

A middle-aged man in a black dress sat in the center of the hall.

His long black hair was tied up with a copper crown, and he looked at Guo Teng outside the door with heavy eyebrows and big eyes.

"Wait a mininute."

Guo Teng closed his right eye and only opened his left eye.

Push open the slightly decayed door.

There was a creaking sound, and a cloud of dust fell from the door frame.

"Cough cough."

The dust choked Guo Teng.

Guo Teng took advantage of the sparse moonlight to look into the house.

An old man with silver gray hair was sitting on the only teacher's chair in the room, opening his cloudy eyes, looking at Guo Teng standing at the door.

"Boy, Hong Ling still underestimated you a little bit, tell me, where are you going to chat with me?"

The gray-haired old man asked Guo Teng who was standing at the door.

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