The last 2000 yuan

All the year round, he thought that he would be safe and sound if he flew into the sky, but unexpectedly, the giant stretched out its giant palm and slapped him like a fly.

call out!It has been too long to cast magic, but fortunately he still has fighting spirit, subconsciously stimulates the fighting spirit, and his body jumps up spontaneously.

Paji!A claw scratched through his shoulder, and the wings fluttered, leading him to fly higher and farther.

The strong wind blew his animal skin skirt into the air, and his animal ears and tail were blown away when the passage rolled over. He managed to keep his animal skin skirt, and it was about to be blown away by the strong wind.Oh, and he's wearing a pair of fur boots.

Regardless of the pain in his arm all the year round, he held down the animal skin skirt and kept his legs together as much as possible. Although the beasts below would not look up at him, but... he still regretted not wearing a pair of pants.

When he raised his head all the year round, he saw a blue neck and blue wings. Judging from the encyclopedia of biological knowledge he had learned on Star Hai'an, it was a blue dragon that caught him.

Blood flowed down the scratched wound, grinning in pain all the year round.

I don't know how dirty the claws of these giant dragons are. Fortunately, his current body is not the body of an ordinary person, otherwise the bacterial infection alone would have killed him.

Looking down all the year round, stretches of woods and grass pass by, probably because most of the creatures below are huge, and the blue dragon flies very high.

Is this the world thousands of years ago?

Several escape methods flashed through his mind all year round, but without exception, they were not very safe. He didn't want to fall from a high altitude, fall to pieces and then revive slowly, the pain alone would kill him.

"Injustice, I was caught by a giant dragon." I have been having fun all the year round, making spiritual calls to Injustice.

The phone signal was not very good, and Tie Buping's reply was a little unclear: "I... have too many enemies, wait a minute..."

"You don't need to worry about me, you know I can't die, protect yourself." Perennial felt that there might be a fierce battle over there, and dared not harass injustice any more.

The blue dragon flew for about ten minutes, throwing Nian Nian down from mid-air.

All the year round, he quickly cast the floating magic to let himself fall steadily to the ground.

When the blue dragon landed, its huge head pointed at Perennial and said, "Hairless man, I heard that you like our dragons very much. Whether it's our dragon's scales or excrement, you all treat them as treasures, don't you?"

Being stinky by the blue dragon's breath all the year round, he tilted his head back, "Yes, respected Lord Long." No matter what the blue dragon said at this time, as long as it didn't harm his life, he would admit it.

"I knew it! Hairless man, have you seen the hall behind? Go in and clean up the feces inside. Those are treasures in the eyes of you humans, and I will reward you as your reward." The blue dragon seemed He showed a sly smile, and said with a tense expression: "From now on, your job is to keep the halls here clean. If I come to check and find that you haven't done a good job, you can only turn from a slave to a food, understand. ?"

Turning his head around all the year round, he saw the huge hall behind him. The height of one step alone was as high as half his person, and the steps spread up one after another. The hall at the top was majestic and tall, like a temple.

"Okay, respected Lord Long." Perennial said with a smile on his face.

The blue dragon nodded in satisfaction, leaving Perennial just like that and flying away.

Looking around all the year round, he seems to be on a huge flat ground, the ground seems to have been sintered by fire, it is a solid piece of hard ground.

Not far away are mountains that cannot be seen at the top, and several nearby halls stretch on this vast flat land.

"Little brother, are you the new dragon slave?"

Turning around all the year round, he thought he was the only human being here.

A middle-aged man with long hair tied behind his head and dressed in linen looked at him and smiled.

The middle-aged man is extremely ugly, his chin protrudes a lot from the face, the middle of the whole face looks like someone punched him hard at birth, the bridge of the nose becomes flat, almost sunken in the bone of the face, and he even has a bulbous nose , a few nose hairs protruding from the nostrils.

"Hello, I was indeed captured by a blue dragon just now." Perennial took out a bottle of blood restoration potion and poured it down.The few holes that had been scratched in the shoulder stopped bleeding, but they didn't heal right away.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "Are you a potion master?"

Potion master, seems to be a term for pharmacists a long time ago.

"I've learned a little." Looking sideways at the wound on his shoulder all the year round, the wound really hasn't healed, and it hurts when he moves.

"Did you make this potion yourself? The wounds caused by dragons are difficult to heal. Generally, if you want to heal the wounds caused by dragons, you must find dragon-shaped grass." The middle-aged man signaled to follow him all the year round.

Perennial reached out and suddenly touched the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

"I thought I was dreaming, just now I was with my clansmen." He rubbed his fingers together all the year round, and he touched the entity, which meant that either everything in front of him was real, or this illusion gave him a sense of reality.

There was sympathy in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "Many people here are like you. The Dragon Clan likes to catch people with magical powers to help them work, because ordinary people can't do it. The blue dragon is called Gilles, and he assigned it to you. What is your job? Oh, yes, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Hollaide, and I’m a magician. My job is to clean the bodies of the young dragons here. The halls you see are all It is the living area and play area for young dragons."

Hearing the middle-aged man's surname Hall all the year round, I feel a little kind: "My job is probably to clean up the excrement of the young dragons?"

Hollaide pointed him out: "The work of cleaning up the excrement is not difficult, as long as it is done when the young dragons are not in the hall. If the young dragons are still there, you go in and clean up, and you will be used as a toy by the young dragons. The young dragons don't know the severity. Many dragon slaves died at the hands of the young dragons. In addition, some people here and some intelligent races outside want to ask to buy dragon feces. It is best not to throw these feces, and keep them for exchange. , but you have to find a suitable place to save it, it would be even better if you can learn how to extract the essence."

Perennially said sincerely: "Thank you."

A good-natured smile appeared on Hollaide's ugly face: "It's not easy for everyone, and it's not too much trouble to help if you can. In the future, you can follow me for now, and it will be fine when you get familiar with me. "

"OK, thanks."

"You don't have to be so polite. I'll take you to Lu Kong for some dragon-shaped grass first. Lu Kong is the most powerful potion master here. If you want to learn potions, you can find him. But Lu Kong has a bad temper. He If you are willing to help him share some of the burden, he will be much easier to talk to." Hollaide stretched out his hand: "The wound caused by the dragon will become more and more painful, let's go faster."

Perennial did not refuse Hollaide's kindness and held his hand.

Hollaide didn't take out the magic wand, and said something softly in his mouth.Feeling a gust of wind all year round, the two had fallen in front of a wooden house.

There are more than one wooden house, surrounded by several big trees, there are nearly a hundred wooden houses here, and some wooden houses are built on big trees, like a small village with a special style.

"The vast majority of dragon slaves live here. This wooden house is Lu Kong's house." Hollaide knocked on the door, and he whispered to Niannian: "Lu Kong is different from others. The purpose of arresting it is to study the medicinal materials that can only grow in the land of the dragon clan, as well as the dragon clan itself."

"Do you have to tell everyone's secrets before you close your big mouth?" The door swung open, and a very unpleasant ironic voice came from inside.

Hollaide was not angry at all, but smiled and said, "No, it will only close when it wants to."

"Come in and close the door." The voice said impatiently.

Hollaide walked into the cabin with Niannian and closed the door behind him.

The house is not dark, and more than a dozen glowing plants grow naturally from the ground along the walls.

A handsome man in his thirties who was also dressed in linen was busy behind a wooden table. He seemed to be processing medicinal materials. Several tools were flying automatically without anyone operating them, or grinding powder, or squeezing juice, or drying.

Hollaide gestured to Niannian to wait for a while.

When Lu Kong finished his work, he raised his head, glanced at Chang Nian, and said coldly, "New here?"

Perennial nod.

Lu Kong has a very handsome face, his ears are very pointed, his eyes are green, he seems to be a mixed race of elves.

Hollaide pointed to the wound on his shoulder all the year round: "Lu Kong, give me some dragon-shaped grass, his shoulder was scratched by Giles."

"Many things! It's you every time. Others don't like meddling in other people's business. It's just you running out to pick up people every time." Lu Kong impatiently walked to a shelf beside him, opened a box, and took out a box. He returned to the wooden table, quickly ground the dried leaves into powder, mixed them with other medicinal powders, stirred them for a while, put them on a leaf, and signaled Lu Kong with his chin: "sprinkle this powder on the His wound will heal soon."

"Lu Kong, you are a good man." Hollaide smirked.

"Shut up!" Lu Kong was very angry.

Looking at the two of them all the year round, it seems that they smell a hint of adultery.

Hollaide carefully picked up the leaves and sprinkled the powder evenly on the perennial wounds.

All the year round, I stretched out my fingers and dipped a little medicine powder, and performed [Distinguishing Objects and Prescriptions] to analyze.

Seeing the perennial action, Lu Kong crossed his arms and sneered, "You also know herbs?"

The same answer all the year round: "Understand a little."

"Know a little? You know a few kinds of herbs, and you can prepare a few kinds of medicinal powders and ointments. You know a little bit. At my level, you can only say that you know a little bit. Which one do you know a little bit?"

Perennial: "Somewhere in the middle?"

Lu Kong lowered his face: "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Hollaide was busy smoothing things over: "He can make potions, and I saw him use potions."

"He has animal patterns on his body, and [-]% of them are half-wild people who still live with orcs. Orc shamans know herbs, but they don't teach hairless people. Who did you learn herbal medicine from?" The last sentence Kong asked perennial.

All the year round tentatively said: "An undead herbalist."

Lu Kong narrowed his eyes, and Hollaide also looked at Nian Nian in surprise.

"The undead are really generous. They have always been kind to the orcs." Lu Kong seemed to accept this rhetoric, and he didn't seem to have any opinion on the perennial.

"I heard that there is a war outside. It seems that various ethnic groups and undead are fighting." Perennial tried again.

Lu Kong let out a mocking sound from his nostrils.

Hollaide sighed: "The power of the undead is terrible. I heard that they transformed a black dragon into a zombie dragon a while ago. That black dragon still has its own consciousness, but it is absolutely loyal to the king of the undead. This fury seems to be discussing joining the army of crusade against the undead."

Lu Kong curled his lips: "If it wasn't for the holy son of the Holy Cult of Light who predicted that a king who would destroy the world and gods would appear among the undead, the great prophet of the Magician's Guild also predicted that the king would be born on the night of the lunar eclipse, causing the world to hunt and kill The undead born on the night of the lunar eclipse, the undead will not want to deal with all races, and the boy born on the night of the lunar eclipse will not be forced to awaken the king's ability of the undead in the constant pursuit and become an undead The king led the army of corpses to attack all tribes. In the end, it was all his own fault!"

Hollaide smiled bitterly: "But the prophecy is always correct, isn't it?"

"Fart! If someone predicts that your child will be born a disaster star, will harm your whole family, and will kill you when he grows up. How will you treat this child? Will you abandon him, treat him coldly, or even mentally abuse him? ?A child who grows up like this, do you still expect him to be close to you? When the child kills you for some reason, the prophet will say, 'Look, how correct my prediction is'." Lu Kong sneered.

Hollaide opened his mouth, "Lu Kong, you are always right."

Lu Kong rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Take him away, don't be so kind all the time. Last time you were almost killed by a dragon slave, did you forget it when you turned around? I don't think this guy is a good guy! "

He felt like a high-wattage light bulb all the year round, which made him miss the injustice even more, obviously they hadn't been separated for long.