not scientific at all

Crystal wanted to be quiet.He has lived half his life, and he has never seen such a subversive scene. Just going out and being quiet can no longer appease his heart, so he really wants Qingjing to lend him the beautiful Jinwu to calm him down.

If you can't give one, it's also good to give him a few hairs for collection.

He touched his frightened heart and said, "I want to take Jin out to relax."

This request was met with merciless blows.Teacher Shen revealed half of his face from behind Qingjing, scanned him with scrutiny, and asked in a strange tone: "Gold?" Did he miss a word?

According to the legend of the mainland, the male god he had longed for since he had never met him was lazily leaning on the human arms, his face was flushed, and he squinted his obsidian eyes and asked, "Who is Gold?"

Christo scanned the room but did not see the beautiful golden bird, and asked a little disappointed: "Is that golden bird not there? I think it looks like a piece of gold, so Privately named him Gold."

... Teacher Shen is really good at attracting snakes and attracting dragons!

Fortunately, the dragons in this small world are all thick and thick, and they have four thick legs. Teacher Shen will definitely not like it.Qing Jing felt a little nervous, then let go of her thoughts, and pointed to Shen Pingshan with one hand on his neck: "Isn't Teacher Shen here? His surname is Shen, and he's not called Jin Jin. If you call me that, I still treat him like that." You are calling me."

After the gold followed by the word "python", isn't it just calling him.

This human, this human... how could it be his beloved golden bird?Crystal was hit again.The golden bird he likes is actually a stern and terrifying orc, and he has also become the dragon knight of the legendary dragon he admires the most. These two people do this kind of thing together again in the middle of the night... He can't describe the turbulent mood at this moment, tongue It was as if under a spell of silence, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't utter a single word.

He doesn't want a golden bird anymore!No, he wants no more gold!

Xiaolong turned around and ran out of the room, the air in the room suddenly became much sweeter.Shen Pingshan finally got rid of the little dragon who was around "his snake spirit" every day, locked the door contentedly, hung the snake spirit's tail around his neck again, and asked him dotingly: "No one will disturb you this time." , whatever you want is up to you."

The snake spirit hooked its tail, and the tip of the tail rubbed against Teacher Shen's cheek, biting his lip coquettishly: "I want to see your middle leg."

Unlike ordinary birds, the Golden Crow is born with three legs, and the third leg grows slightly near the chest, forming a three-point support and standing extraordinarily stable.The toes are also five toes, three in the front and two in the back. There is a very small toe that grows on the leg bone, and the claws are sharp and smooth, as if made of pure gold.

Since he said he wanted to see it, Shen Pingshan turned into the true form of the Golden Crow, and became several times bigger than usual. Standing on the bed, his tail feathers spread to the wall, and the middle claw stretched forward, and lifted it to Qingjing's chin. He hooked him with the tip of his claws, and said with a smile, "You just want to eat chicken feet, right? I'll order a few local specialty bird dishes tomorrow, so that you won't be hungry all day long and want to eat me."

As soon as Qingjing lowered his head, he grabbed the longest paw in the middle, biting without opening his mouth, and firmly denied: "I want to eat wing tips and breasts as well. I don't like claws at all. At the beginning, the nutritionist said But let me eat less of this kind of hard bone, it will cut the mucous membrane. If it weren't for your claws, I would definitely not gnaw on it!"

As he said no to gnawing, he almost gnawed the skin off the tip of his claws.Shen Pingshan turned his head and rubbed against his cheek, his wings fluttered a few times, and the whole bird fell on the mattress, letting the snake essence lie on his soft, fluffy belly, with his wings and legs folded Get up and hold him in your arms.

Nibbling and nibbling, the leg suddenly disappeared.Qing Jing almost bit his tongue, his body was unsteady, and he plunged into the hard and smooth human chest.The paw that was gnawing sweetly could never be found again, and there was only a smooth and firm short leg on his soft belly.

Waking up early the next morning, Qing Jing really asked the hotel owner for roasted bird meat.

At night, I just tasted some meat, but I couldn't eat it to my heart's content. On the contrary, I was so eaten that I almost couldn't get out of bed.This even aroused his appetite for birds. Although he couldn't eat the golden and delicious Mr. Shen, it would be nice to have a few poultry roasted golden and crispy.

The members of the mercenary group smelled the aroma of roasted chicken coming from the restaurant just as they went downstairs. When they went in, they saw that the newly recruited members of their group were sitting on a table in the corner of the restaurant, holding a chicken that was bigger than their own faces, and gnawing on it. Glossy.The chicken skin rubbed the oily face on that beautiful face that was enough to be sung by the bards, and he devoured the chicken in big mouthfuls, and he couldn't bear to spit out the bones.

The golden crow on his shoulder was lying on its stomach leisurely, stretching its neck from time to time to take a mouthful of chicken, eating happily like its owner.

Isn't it a bird?When a bird sees its own kind being eaten, even if it doesn't feel sad, at least it shouldn't eat so vigorously!The faces of the mercenary group twitched a few times, not knowing how to face this pair of favorites who had destroyed their powerful and mysterious image.

But Qingjing didn't think so much, licked the chicken fat on his lips, and waved to them: "Come to have breakfast? I also want roasted pigeons, partridges, turtledoves, quails...there are too many birds here, And it’s cheap, I sold them a few roses for that much.”

Rose?There really is no such word in this world, when Qing Jing took out the flower and showed it to everyone, their expressions all changed: "Dragon blood flower!"

This is the favorite flower of the Dragon Clan back then. This flower can make the scales of the Dragon Clan smoother and thicker, and it can also improve the defense of the Dragon Clan.Although there are no dragons on the mainland now, those dragon knights are still willing to collect this kind of flowers to decorate their appearance, and they also hope that one day the last dragon will suddenly appear on the mainland, and they can use this flower to please the dragon.

The hotel owner has also dreamed of being a dragon knight for many years. Now that he is too old to ride a dragon, he is still willing to collect these flowers and put them at home.He didn't take advantage of it either, large plates of roasted bird, stewed bird, and fried bird meat were sent up like water, and the entire kitchen was entrusted to Qing Jing, and the only breakfast for others was dry bread left over from yesterday.

Qing Jing was very satisfied with the meal, and invited them to eat with him, but how could people like the mercenary group eat?The deputy leader looked at the roasted bird as if seeing gold, and asked him bitterly: "Do you know how precious the dragon's blood flower is? Now that the war is coming, everyone wants to win the favor of the dragon. If there is such a flower in the , maybe the legendary dragon will choose you, you know?"

No, with Mr. Shen here, as long as you can see the legendary dragon, it has to come with me.

Qing Jing didn't think it was a waste of money, so he bit off the bone of the chicken leg in one bite, slowly swallowed it with his molars, and tore the partridge meat with his oily hands to feed Teacher Shen.The Chuan Leng flower given by the fan was placed on the table like an ordinary flower, and the rich and fragrant aroma made Christo drool.

But when he saw the golden tail feathers dragging down next to the flower, all thoughts of Xiaolong disappeared, and the scene he saw the night before reappeared in his mind.After he has a dragon knight, will he also ride like that?There is no such thing in the memory of bloodline inheritance!

But this Senior Qingjing is so strong that the entire Dragon Clan dare not live on the mainland, what he said must be right... Recalling that Qingjing even showed his tail, wrapped around the man like a snake He couldn't help covering his face with his hands, red from the top of his head to his fingertips.

The people in the mercenary group ate all the breakfast that was exchanged for the dragon's blood flower, and the extra scenery was put into the treasure bag, and the "rose" was given to Xiaolong by the way.

After packing up, the Red Dragon Mercenary Group embarked on the journey again.The Red Sand City they were going to was not far from the Golden Valley, and they should have arrived there in two or three days on horseback, but they encountered many little demons who came to assassinate the dragon on the way, and experienced several fierce battles, which dragged the time for a long time.

Because the ones who came were all little devils with little combat power, Qing Jing didn't even draw a sword, so he stepped forward and grabbed them and smashed them into powder, saving these things from being able to stand up again without their heads.However, he killed a lot of dark creatures, and he was also a little strange in private: "Although my golden core has absorbed dragon balls, it is not the same type of dragon as them at all. Why do those monsters seem to be targeting me? Coming forward one after another to die? When I was on Earth, those zombies didn't try so hard to kill me."

Shen Pingshan guessed the truth, but the matter of the dragon ball fragments involved too much, he was unwilling to bring it up, so he only said a conclusion: "Since they regard you as the dragon, then the soldiers will come to block you, and the water will come to earth." Let’s face it, you can slay demons while walking like this, and the cut will be an interesting war documentary.”

That's right, when they make programs, the most important thing is whether the films they make are watchable.Other programs beat guests to death for ratings, and they killed only local reactionaries, it's not a big deal!

Qing Jing felt relieved, and after entering Hongsha City, he followed the mercenary group to the mercenary guild—one must be registered here to be considered a formal member.The mercenary group often handed over missions here, and they were familiar with the process. When entering the door, they first went to the mission hall and handed in a mission to collect moon night demon wolf skins, and then took Qingjing to the second floor of the guild to register.

The person in charge of the registration was a young woman, who took a form for Qing Jing to fill out when they met.The form was filled with crooked Martian characters, which made his face turn pale, his mouth bitter, and the hand holding the quill pen trembled a little.

What kind of world is this?Can you talk?Wouldn't it be good to speak the truth?Why do you have to learn to write?Why can't Teacher Shen learn this knowledge and then give him the empowerment without the Internet?

It's really bullying the alien snake!

He took a pen and scratched on the form in grief and anger, and couldn't write for a long time.Xiaolong remembered the jokes he made when he first entered the human world, and felt a sense of intimacy with this legendary senior, so he kindly took a pen and filled it in for him.

His handwriting is very fluent, and the strokes are connected like writing a medical record. Qingjing can't understand a single word.Even Mr. Shen was having a hard time reading it. While translating, he sent a voice to tell him that this dragon gave him the status of a "magician from a certain county in the Phetias Empire" and wrote his own name in the family column. And the names of several people in the group.

Teacher Shen was very dissatisfied with the dragon's stubborn behavior of getting close to his snake spirit, so he flew down to grab the pen, and crossed out "unmarried" in the column [married/unmarried].

The girl who registered was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "Your Excellency Qingjing, are you married? If you make a mistake in your magic pet, I will go and get you a new form."

marry?Qing Jing quietly touched Mr. Shen with his spiritual sense, and got an understated answer from him: "Don't you already have me? Let the audience bless us by announcing that we are married." By the way, let those who have seen Yuan Guang fall in love with him Everyone gave up, this snake has already followed him, and it can only follow him.

Really, Mr. Shen is really too bold to come out in front of so many audiences, and most importantly, in front of the leaders... Qing Jing pretended to say something to him, and the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed, and she answered in a low-key manner : "The wedding banquet hasn't been officially held yet."

The registrar looked at his pearly and jade-like face and the priceless clothing and jewelry on his body, and felt pity in his heart.

How could a rich and beautiful man get married so early!

The head of the mercenary group, Downey, also changed his face, staring at him with piercing eyes, and asked a little nervously, "Where is your wife?"

Deputy head Zaik and Finn were equally astonished and asked him which race the person he liked belonged to. Only Christo, who had seen Mr. Shen's human form with his own eyes, honestly hid behind the table and didn't ask anything.

Qing Jing felt a bit like holding a press conference to announce that he was coming out of the closet. He didn't know whether to be nervous or calm. His hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves, but the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed. He raised his head, looked straight ahead, and took a deep breath. He said loudly in Mandarin, "I'm already with my colleague Shen Pingshan, Mr. Shen, thank you audiences and fellow Taoists for your concern."

He came out to the audience. In order not to cut this scene and touch Teacher Shen casually, he said something vague to these companions: "He doesn't usually show up, so I will point it out to you when we meet."

Human beings have a heavy question in their hearts, but because they know that it is useless to force them, they have to forcibly suppress their curiosity.The registrar asked him to sign at the bottom and told him that he would go upstairs to take a magic level test later.

"Magic? I don't know magic." The registrar almost choked to death, pointed at him without politeness and asked, "You, you, you...you don't know magic? How can your companion be in the occupation column if you don't know magic? fill you with a magician?"

The leader's face turned frosty when he saw Lianliang just now, and Xiaolong's eyes were as wide as a lantern, shocked and worried, as if he was aggrieved.

Christo is a dragon himself, and he knows how difficult it is for dragons to mix their identities among humans.Fortunately, over the past 200 years, he has also become proficient in writing identity, so he wrote the appropriate age, borrowing, etc. for Qingjing as soon as he picked up the pen.Only the item of magician was not made up, but a unique racial talent of the dragon clan. Unexpectedly, only this item was recognized as wrong.

So he couldn't figure it out: Aren't the dragon clan all great magicians?The senior is a legendary sacred dragon, who can easily crush the dark demons, how could he not be able to use magic?

The deputy head couldn't figure it out either: "You're not a magician, why didn't you speak when Christo filled out that form for you?"

Isn't every sentence on the form filled in blindly?He is from an alien at all, and he can't understand the words, so he doesn't care what to fill in.Qing Jing glanced at Xiaolong, but saw that the other party had a sad and indignant face, as if he didn't know magic, which was an outrageous matter.He patted Xiaolong's head helplessly, and replied with shame: "I don't know how to read. I haven't had time to learn how to read yet."

After appeasing the dragon, he drew the Candle Shadow Sword from his palm and threw it into the air.The body of the sword was clear and radiant, and it changed from a small three-foot sword to a long seven-foot sword in the blink of an eye, holding several sword flowers in his palm.The sword energy faltered, and the chi-long green light illuminated his whole body like jade, and his face was shining brightly, making people dare not look at him closely.

Everyone was forced back a few steps by Jian Guang and his stern expression, Qing Jing suddenly smiled slightly, the warmth dispelled the majesty looking down on all living beings, stroked the sword and said proudly: "I am a swordsman."