not scientific at all

Not far from the Golden Valley, there is a densely populated town, known as the town of adventurers.It is said that when the dragon clan was still there, it was a big city with a population of more than 300. However, the dragon clan moved away [-] years ago. This city, which relied on the dragon trade and the rise of dragon knights, gradually declined. In the end, only one A small town with less than a thousand people.

In recent years, the demonic energy on the mainland has gradually increased, and occasionally you can see black energy lingering around you, and monkey-like dark creatures, which indicates that the dark war in the new world is about to start again.All major races of light began to prepare for this war, but as time went by, more and more undead creatures appeared on the mainland, and a feeling of fear and powerlessness lingered in everyone's hearts.

I hope there are no more dragons in the mainland.

The Dragon Clan is the top powerhouse on this continent and one of the main forces against the Dark Legion.Without dragons, who can stand against the fearsome bone dragons and giant bone beasts?

People's only hope is a message left by the dragons before they left this continent: There is an extremely powerful dragon on the mainland, so powerful that ordinary dragons like them cannot live under his pressure.That dragon was also the real hero who killed the Lich King and ended the continental war.

As soon as Qing Jing and his party entered the bar, they heard a group of knights discussing the disappearance of the dragon clan back then.In the corner, a swordsman with most of his chest exposed was holding a glass of wine and talking loudly, saying that their ancestors had dragon knights, so they knew the inside story: "I have been... my grandfather's dragon left a letter before he left the mainland. He said that he hoped that there would be dragons stronger and more terrifying than them on the continent, right in the Golden Valley! Do you know that the Dark War was won so happily last time because that dragon appeared and killed the Lich King!"

"Who doesn't know this news? They say there are dragons, but where are the dragons?" The person beside him poured a glass of wine, smashed the glass on the table, and said loudly: "How many dragon knights were there in the past?" Respected, what about now? Now you can only ride some ignorant earth dragons or giant snake dragons, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the double-headed griffins!"

Qing Jing listened attentively to what they said, and then realized that what others were looking for was not the same as what he was looking for.Fein ordered food and drink for six people, and came back with a wine bottle and glasses. He poured Qing Jing a glass of wine and asked him, "How long have you been searching in the Golden Valley, and have you found anything?"

Qingjing has gained a lot, but he can't tell others, because if he tells it, there will be no suspense in the show.

For the sake of the show, such an upright golden python was forced to learn to lie, holding a cup and answering: "I just arrived in the valley, and I didn't find anything. I also really want to see what the legendary dragon looks like."

Speaking of "dragon", he couldn't help but look at the young dragon sitting beside him.The dragon with the appearance of a blond boy was also looking at him, showing a clear smile. When he saw him looking at him, he immediately restrained himself and patted his chest to assure: "Our group has been searching for a long time in the Golden Valley. I have figured out the location, if you follow us in the future, you will definitely be the first to see the dragon!"

Unconsciously, his eyes wandered between the snake spirit and the golden crow, and he was restless holding the wine glass in both hands, wishing he could go over and touch it—he is not allowed to touch people, but it would be nice if he could touch the golden feathers of birds.

It's a pity that the snake spirit is more jealous than Teacher Shen. Before Christo stretched out his hand, he took off his hood, hid Teacher Shen in the hood behind him, and turned around to block the graceful body of the Golden Crow. He smiled and said, "I've never been here before, I'm curious about everything, I can go wherever I want."

He took off his hood, revealing a standard awl face, with skin as smooth as scales, and jewels on his head and chest, which were particularly eye-catching in the taverns of this small town.He just picked up his cup and took a few sips, when a hoarse voice sounded in the distance: "Hey, guys, where did you find such a rich nobleman? Is he also a dragon knight?"

"Come on, how could such a pretty boy pass the dragon knight test. This kind of noble young master would faint from fright when he sees a monitor lizard, let alone a real dragon!"

"Hehehe, maybe she is the eldest lady of some family. How can a man have such a pointed face. Look at her collar, I know the goods, it is the best silk!"

Xiaolong slapped the table and stood up, shouting in the clear voice unique to teenagers: "What nonsense, this is a master magician!"

Team leader Donnie frowned and looked around the tavern, and said coldly: "It's troublesome! If you don't want to be beaten, just shut up!"

The people in the tavern were very irritable, and after being scolded by the two of them, they couldn't hold back their faces, so they slapped their swords on the table and stood up aggressively.The deputy head, Zaik, put down his glass and sighed, but Finn picked up the big sword from the chair, and said with a happy smile: "Fortunately, I just brought two bottles of wine, and the loss is not too big in the fight. We will clean them up in a while. We can still drink."

The only female player in the regiment silently took out a dagger, and disappeared silently in the air. She actually learned the invisibility method!Qing Jing himself didn't know this kind of magic, so he tugged at Teacher Shen's tail feathers in surprise, and said in a low voice: "The magic in this world is really advanced, and it knows more than the demon cultivators over there."

Teacher Shen recalled many goblins on the earth who ate and cheated and drank, stretched out their wings lovingly and touched his head, and told him the scientific basis of Diana's invisibility.

Ineffectiveness is the refraction effect of light. Afterwards, I have to find an expert from Zhitian Pavilion to talk about it, and cut it out separately and insert it in the program.

The little dragon has drawn out his sword, and he was about to fight with others. Turning his head, he saw that the master was teasing the golden crow with his head down, with an intoxicating smile on his brows, as if there was nothing more important in the world than that bird s things.He clenched the hilt of his sword and looked at the two monsters eagerly, feeling a little lonely in his heart.

He has been born for many years and has always been so lonely, but before he knew that he was not of the same race as those people, and he could not bear to get too close to others.This beautiful magician is different, he has the most familiar aura on him, like a very strict but good teacher to him, and he also has a beautiful golden bird.

If he can have this man and this bird, he will never be lonely again.Holding the sword, Xiaolong walked to Qingjing's side, touched Qingjing with his elbow, and reminded in a low voice: "A fight is about to start, don't you know the silent magic that traps people? Cast it out and show them look!"

Only then did Qing Jing notice the surroundings—the tavern was chaotic before the fight, and now the fight is just a little more chaotic.

He is someone who has seen big scenes, and he doesn't bother to raise his eyes without seven or eight mechas. These people are just beating casually with swords and fists, and there is no need for Mr. Shen to take action.He didn't even hold a sword himself, rolled up his sleeves, pushed away a strong man who was slashing at Xiaolong, raised his hand to hold the big sword that was split from behind, and said lightly:

"I have a question to ask."

The fighting in the tavern was lively, fists and palms, swords and swords, those who didn't get involved in this matter also held glasses of wine and drank heavily, applauding loudly, for fear that the fight was not intense enough.Qingjing's voice was gentle and gentle, and he didn't shout at the top of his voice, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

The shouts of the crowd, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of cheering were all suppressed by this spring-like clear voice, and even the fire in their hearts was subdued.I don't know how many pairs of eyes are fixed on him, waiting for him to speak.

He let go of the tip of the sword in his hand, stared at the boss next to the wine cabinet, and asked seriously: "Who will pay for the broken tables and chairs?"

The swordsmen around him laughed, and the swordsman who said he looked like a woman tore off the vest on his chest, revealing a thick bush of chest hair, grinning and said: "Which noble girl is so naive, she even asked Who will pay for the tables and chairs? The rule here is that whoever loses will pay, Missy, you have a lot of jewelry on your body, so don’t be afraid that you won’t be able to afford it!”

Xiaolong shouted angrily: "Shut up! Why do you weak chicken call him? He is a great magician and knows silent magic. You are just a waste who has not passed the seventh-level swordsman certificate! What's the point of being strong? Use it, come out and talk to me if you have the ability, and see if I don't break your arm!"

Their regiment leader Downey frowned again, and scolded impatiently: "Shut up!" He didn't know whether he was scolding the swordsman or his regiment members.

Qing Jing pulled Xiaolong to his side, gently rubbed his hair, and persuaded in a low voice: "Don't fall for these people's tricks. I've seen it on the news before, and many people deliberately provoke people to fight like this, and then take the opportunity to fight." Steal money from the store and plant it on you. If you hurt him, they will blackmail you..."

Based on the difference in physique between dragons and humans, injuries are certain.This group of members didn't seem to be rich, and the jewelry on his body was also given by the sponsor, and they might have to return it to others. Just relying on selling roses may not be enough for compensation.

He comforted Xiaolong, and confirmed the rules of losing money with the shopkeeper.

The shop owner is used to big scenes, so he was still wiping his glass leisurely at this time, without raising his eyelids, he said: "If you can knock down these people, of course you won't have to pay for the tables and chairs, and you can also get the best wine in my shop." .My old George's tavern is the fairest, the winner gets a penny, and the loser pays compensation."

"Okay! Then let's fight! My sword is ready to drink blood!" Xiaolong eagerly stood in front of Qingjing. Circulation seems to be really looking forward to drinking blood.

But the tavern owner added another sentence: "Only one can do it! So many people fighting together, do you want to tear down my tavern?"

Qingjing raised his hand and rubbed the top of Xiaolong's head, and smiled at the boss: "Then I will do it. Whoever can afford to pay for the tables and chairs should stand up by himself. I don't want everyone to fight and fight now. It takes time to pay for the tables and chairs." It's going to be hard again."

Xiaolong still wanted to help him, but was dragged behind by the deputy leader by the collar.Captain Donnie looked at him coldly while holding the sword, and said coldly: "This is considered a trial for you to join the mercenary group. If you can beat them to shut up, we will take you to register with the mercenary guild!"

They backed away, and the group of fighters who looked at Qingjing bullying surrounded him even more, making vulgar jokes, trying to scare him into giving up the fight.The hairy swordsman smiled and said, "Would you like me to give you a dagger, miss? I'm afraid you can't hold a sword with your thin wrist?"

Qing Jing did not hold a sword.He couldn't use his candle shadow to deal with these people. He raised the table beside him with one hand, broke off a cypress table leg, and clapped it twice with his hand.

The table stood securely on the spot, and didn't fall down because of the missing leg, but many of the people watching him had already shut up.A table leg with a thick wrist broke off so softly without even hearing a sound. Even a strong man of the dwarves couldn't make it so lightly.

Unless he used magic to cut wood... But how powerful a magician would be if he could release the wind blade without chanting a spell and cut off the table legs with precision?

The big chest-haired man opposite him was a little guilty, but under the shouts of the spectators, he regained his courage. The big sword slashed in the air a few times, jumped lightly on his feet, and slashed down with the sword when he saw the opportunity.

Qingjing held a stick in his right hand, poured true energy into the stick, and swung it up like a sword.The clash between the sword and the wooden stick made a sound of gold and jade, and the two-handed sword that was one palm wide was knocked out of his hands, and the blade pierced the roof, so deep that only the hilt and a small half of the sword body could be seen.

The man was also knocked out by the force of the shock, smashing several tables and chairs.His companions swarmed up, and the spectators around him booed even harder. They climbed onto the table to watch the outcome of the battle. He wins.

Qing Jing slid to the left to avoid a sword, used his stick to deflect the other sword that was thrown at his head, and turned around again to avoid the swordsman who was attacking from behind.Surrounding him were some swordsmen wearing leather armor or coarse cloth shirts, who could bury him alive just because of their size.But he was able to retreat freely among these people, his long crocodile sleeves turned like clear water, and the table leg in his hand was stronger than an iron sword mixed with mithril, so many swords were blown away.

At first, the group of swordsmen only fought him with their sword moves and their own strength, but later they used their sword energy, but they still couldn't cut down the lump of wood.The onlookers were stunned, no one made fun of him for being a jerk, and no one dared to read his jokes.

In this kind of border town, the only rule is that the strong prey on the weak.The strong, no matter what their nature is, are worthy of respect.

There was a voice of cheering Qing Jing in the tavern, and the voice became louder and louder, and reached its peak when the last challenger also fell, almost breaking through the dilapidated roof of the tavern.

The members of the Red Dragon Mercenary Group all looked proud, and even the head of the group relaxed his frown.Xiaolong opened his arms heartlessly and rushed towards him, wanting Qing Jingshang's familiar yet a little frightening breath to envelop him, so as to bring back the warm feeling he had when he was still in the egg.

Qing Jing didn't push him away, but patted him on the shoulder, and looked into his transparent eyes—those eyes were not blue as seen in the lake, but a little amber, and then The color changes constantly as the angle changes.

According to the chief Dragon, the race of the dragon can be seen from the color of the eyes and hair. This child has dyed his hair, and the color of his eyes is changing. What kind of dragon is it?

There is no such thing as a chameleon, right?

Qing Jing was worrying about Xiaolong's identity, but suddenly heard a strange voice amidst the laughter in the room.That was the sound of a dagger being unsheathed, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air, it was...

As soon as he returned, he held a cold dagger, and a sinister resentment hit his palm from the tip of the dagger, eroding the skin.The clothes made of shaggy silk suddenly moved without wind, strips of mist detached from the clothes and wrapped around the dagger blade, wrapping the breath of the dead on it together.

More silk threads automatically wrapped themselves around the dagger-wielding man. The man threw down the dagger and was about to leave, but Qing Jing was a step ahead of him. He swung his arm flexibly like a snake, and tightly grasped the man's wrist. A burst of true energy shot out from the fingertips and pierced the opponent's chest.

"what--"

A sharp roar resounded in the tavern, and the figure of a young girl appeared in the air, dressed very familiarly, it was Diana of the Red Dragon Knights.Just now she sank into the void in front of Qingjing, but when she reappeared, she was no longer that quiet girl, but a mummy-like monster.

"Black, dark creature!" The tavern owner was the first to shout out. The swordsmen who had just been hit on the ground and the spectators woke up and drew their swords at the assassin girl.

The faces of the members of the Red Dragon Knights were all ugly, and Xiaolong shook his head in disbelief: "How is it possible, I can distinguish dark creatures, why didn't I see her identity before?"

Qing Jing looked stern, holding her hand tightly, but the girl's body gradually softened, and her legs fell to her knees on the ground due to her inability to support her.A monster that looked like a small lizard crawled out of her head and was surrounded by black air. It opened its mouth and let out a strange scream that shook the roof.

This is a language unique to dark creatures that humans cannot understand: [I found it!Found the dragon! 】