Magical Strategist

When I returned to the noodle shop, I saw that the scene scared the real dragon half to death. Faramo even ate 10 bowls in a row.

What a waste! The real dragon cursed in his heart.

"When you're full, let's settle the bill." Faramor touched his stomach and said.

Zhenlong rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Dao, do you think this is okay? I am the younger brother to take care of you. In the next three days, you can eat and drink here for free. I will cover all the expenses." ”

Faramor thought for a while and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will have the strength to kill your brother after eating and drinking enough?"

The real dragon shook his head and said: "First of all, I wanted to repay your kindness of not killing that day. At that time, my brother was seriously injured and was unable to fight. You had every chance to kill us and take away the magic sword, but you did not do so. I am very Thank you. Secondly, this is a fair contest. Didn’t you give Brother Piluo ten days to recover from his injuries? Then I can’t let you fight on an empty stomach. To be honest, I really hope you lose, but I I hope you will be convinced of your defeat."

Faramor laughed heartily and said: "Little brother, what you said is really wonderful. Then I would rather obey your orders."

The real dragon secretly said with joy, "Brother Dao, you don't have to be polite."

"I'm used to taking a nap after eating, so I'll take my leave now." Faramo straightened his clothes, stepped on his sword, lowered his straw hat, and prepared to leave. In human territory, Faramor knew that his tall body was very eye-catching, and he was just looking for a suitable reason to avoid people.

"Brother Dao, let's go slowly!" The long-lost joy finally appeared on Zhenlong's face.

.........

As soon as the sword demon left, Parker finally breathed a sigh of relief. He said: "Lil, what did you just talk about? I don't understand at all."

"Just now, Sword Demon and I... Hey, Parker, why don't you leave?"

"Go? Where to go? I lost my wallet and have nowhere to go now. I'll follow you for now." Parker said embarrassedly.

"No, I didn't agree to take you in." Zhenlong said angrily: "I advise you not to follow me. To be honest, my journey has been full of dangers and I have been on the verge of death several times. For your safety For your own sake, don’t follow.”

True Dragon's words aroused Parker's interest, and Parker asked: "Could it be that you are a mercenary? Only mercenaries will risk their lives all day long."

Mercenaries work for money, and they can risk their lives for money, so what am I doing? The real dragon sneered: "Do I look like a mercenary?"

"Like!" Parker said without hesitation. "Don't worry, I have always regarded death as my own. If your team has a master like me, it will be invincible and unstoppable!"

Pooh! If you weren't afraid of death, you wouldn't be scared like shit by the sword demon just now. Well, this guy seems to have some strength. When I shook hands with him, I felt that his magic power was not weak, at least it was stronger than mine. "Okay, but it's not me who has the final say whether I can keep you, it's my brother who has the final say."

"I have said that if you have a master like me in your team, you will be able to attack every enemy and be invincible. That brother of yours will definitely agree." Parker said confidently.

Can you stop pretending to be thirteen? The real dragon was speechless.

Parker asked: "Lille, where are we going now?"

"Go back to the hospital." Zhenlong looked at the time. It was now half past eleven, half an hour left before dressing change.

.........

The two left the Fengshou Noodle Shop and went straight to the hospital.

The real dragon came to his ward, and the door was open, thinking that Feiya must be inside. When he walked into the ward, he saw Feiya was restless, and Yinghuo kept comforting her: "Don't worry, the handsome guy from Lille may have gone for a walk, and he will be fine."

"What's wrong? I'm not okay." Zhenlong said.

Feiya looked up and saw Zhen Longzhen smiling charmingly at her. She scolded: "What did you do all morning? Do you know how worried people are?"

"Just going out for a while." Zhenlong said with narrowed eyes. In fact, I feel quite ashamed.

Feiya continued to say angrily: "Asshole, how can you get out of bed and walk around casually when you are injured? Besides, why didn't you call me when you went shopping?"

Zhenlong said: "Okay, okay, I'm back in peace, don't worry, be good."

"Hey, it's so numb..." Parker couldn't help but shuddered and was covered in goosebumps.

"Wait, who is this blond guy?" Feiya asked, pointing at Parker.

Lear shrugged and said helplessly: "I met him while shopping, and for one reason or another, he had to come back with me."

"You can bring a man back when you go shopping? Real Dragon, I didn't expect you to have that hobby." Feiya said with disdain.

Parker quickly explained: "Hello, beauty, I am Andrew Parker. This is what happened... first... then... finally..."

After listening to Parker's statement, Feiya snorted and just looked at Parker without blinking. So handsome, so handsome, so charming! Parker's face was a complete killer of a girl, and Feiya was so fascinated that her legs went weak.

Yinghuo couldn't help but come to strike up a conversation, "Handsome, how old are you? How many people are there in your family? What does your father do? Where is your mother? Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

Parker is not like a real dragon. He doesn't feel shy. Faced with two beauties, he becomes more expressive. He shook his flowing blond hair, held his head high, and said in a low voice: "I am 16 years old and currently single. I wonder if these two beauties are interested in being my girlfriend?"

Feiya calmed down for a while, finally recovering her heart-shaped eyes. Asked Zhenlong: "By the way, Ershun, do you agree with Brother Piluo to bring him back?"

The real dragon replied: "I don't know, I should agree. Parker's skills are not bad, and our team is short of experts."

"Tch! I think it's just an embroidered pillow." Feiya looked at Parker again.

dong dong dong dong dong dong...

There were several rhythmic knocks at the door of the ward.

"Mr. Lear, it's time to change the dressing." A young female nurse walked into the ward carrying a medical tray.

Zhenlong sighed to himself, sat down on the hospital bed consciously, and took off his linen coat.

The nurse walked to the bed with a smile, put on rubber gloves as usual, and then gently cut the gauze tied to the real dragon with scissors.

He saw Zhenlong closing his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth, while his fingers tightly grasped the sheets. He knew that the "exhilarating" feeling was coming again.

After a while, the gauze on the upper body was untied, revealing several dark red scars. Since the wounds were in the healing stage, they were already covered with thick coverings.

"So disgusting, so unsightly, so disgusting!" Parker suddenly felt nauseated. He covered his mouth and retched several times. "Excuse me, where is the toilet?"

As expected, it was an embroidered pillow. Feiya said with disdain: "I really admire you, but you are still not a man. You just have dozens of scars. As for this, when you go out, turn left and walk straight to the toilet!"

Yinghuo smiled, with a hint of ridicule in it.