After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Before Wei Qing greeted him, Xiao Xuanzi had quietly wrapped around his ankles, Wei Qing felt the warm current seem to be comforting him, thinking that the connection with him was getting deeper and deeper, and it felt like a little padded jacket.

Under the urging of the Dragon King, An Rui quickly raised his body, Wei Qing glanced at the cave for the last time, and confirmed that there was nothing to take away.

If you come, you will be safe. In short, the goal of leaving Longcun remains unchanged.

The opening venue is set in a huge cave, the rock wall is covered with fire sticks, but the decoration inside the cave looks like a stadium.

The cave walls on all sides are all laid out into layers of stairs, no less than 50 meters high, and normal dragons can accommodate at least 10 people.

Wei Qing knew that the population of Longcun Village was around 2 people, but at this time the stadium was full of seats.

Just because the proportion of high-level dragonmen is too low, only about [-], and the sub-dragons are less than [-], the main ethnic group present in the stadium is actually the sub-dragons with low mana and huge body.

You don't need to think about it to know that the reason for the decline of the dragon clan is precisely because the main target of Zhenlong Suo's murder is the elite of the dragon clan - the dragon people.

Each Wen Qing Dan, the soul of a million dragons.

In the past 600 years, countless dragon people died because of this, so that when Wei Qing arrived at the cave course, his mood suddenly became depressed and vicissitudes.

It was as if there were countless dragon souls lingering above their heads. Their silent roars and sad gazes, together with the soul of the Dragon Emperor deep in their hearts, looked at their hometown in the distance across the mountains and seas.

The bloody and pungent smell came from nowhere.

Wei Qing shook his head, trying to shake off those unnecessary emotions.

If the Dragon Clan deserves sympathy, what about his Mo Xuanfang?What about his magnanimous and selfless Mo Xuanfang who only cares for all beings?

And Yingluo, if the suzerain hadn't disappeared, how could she have died alone outside, under Lu Fan's hands.

And the root of all this is because of that war and the vicious blood curse.

No, he will never forgive.

When the little red dragon Anrui was about to land, Wei Qing patted his head and whispered in his ear: "Go and tell Mr. Gu that I promised him that I will be on the court tonight, and you let him take care of himself too." Prepare... if you are ready, you will naturally get the money."

An Rui said: "I know, Mr. Gu bet on your eleventh team."

Wei Qing smiled and patted Red Dragon on the head: "Smart."

The court is oval, and Wei Qing saw dozens of dragon people with more status in the dragon clan sitting on the main seat at the front of the longer plane.

On the narrower planes on both sides, two 30-meter-high stone shelves were built, divided into upper, middle and lower floors, and each floor was separated by two huge iron cages.

Each of the iron cages contained an unknown monster, and the twelve monsters opened their mouths wide from time to time, letting out low-pitched roars.

At the bottom of the stone shelf, Wei Qing saw Captain An Feng, who was busy with other Yalongs.

Wei Qing was very curious, do we still need a magic beast show to cheer us up during the festival?

But the entire stadium is very dull and depressing, not like a festival, but more like a bloody battlefield.Everyone was talking in low voices, and there was no singing and dancing performance.

Only a dozen giant barbecue grills were set up on the flat ground in the center of the stadium, barely showing a little festive atmosphere.

Hundreds of times Yalong was busy in the middle, cutting the grilled common meat, putting it on a plate, and sending it to the seats on all sides for everyone to taste.

Wei Qing didn't see An Zechuan on the main seat, so he jumped off An Rui's dragon back with confidence.

An Tailong King and the three elders had been sandwiching An Rui before, making Wei Qing unable to escape. At this time, An Tailong King forced Wei Qing to hold Wei Qing's hand and strode towards the most central seat.

The surrounding dragon people immediately stood up and saluted Antai, and they couldn't help but show surprise when they saw Wei Qing.

Wei Qing was seated, and there were some ordinary sour wine and barbecue in front of him.

An Tai winked at the third elder, An Jiuxiang. An Jiuxiang claimed to go to the Dragon Temple to fetch boundless water, turned around and flew away in a gray cloud of magic.

Wei Qing leisurely tore a small piece of roast meat, silently stuffed it into his mouth, as if nothing happened.

King An Tailong also didn't explain Wei Qing's identity, and drank and ate meat with the elders, guardians, and hall masters under his seat.

Ever since he entered the court, King Antailong's good mood disappeared. He looked gloomy. After drinking for three rounds, he took Wei Qing and flew to the stone shelf on the left. He pointed to the monster inside and asked, "Brother Xiaowei!" , do you know what this is?"

Wei Qing looked at the giant hippopotamus in the iron cage and shook his head.

"These are Mandou, they are friends of the Dragon Clan." An Tai's furrowed brows relaxed for a moment, "Look at the underground again, do you know what it is?"

Wei Qing crossed the magic cloud and looked down, only to see that the dark red ones underneath were all skinless animals, revealing their disgusting flesh and bones. Most of them were still alive, but they were circled by magic and stacked together, wriggling slowly.

No wonder there was a pungent smell of blood as soon as he came.

Wei Qing suppressed his nausea and found that those animals looked familiar.Look carefully, it is the light-skinned mouse that once dominated the Sunset Cloud Valley and tore the dragon's flesh raw.

An Feng and others are skinning the light-skinned mouse alive, and then sewing the mouse skin together.

Wei Qing frowned slightly.

Antai Dragon King finally had a smile on his face: "These light-skinned rats are the enemies of the Dragon Clan. They are vicious and brutal, trampling the Dragon Clan, and what we have to do is to retaliate with an eye, let them watch their skins being peeled off with their own eyes, and then They made mouse balls and fed them to their natural enemies, the bean, and finally died of pain because they lost their skins."

"Hahaha!" The Dragon King laughed loudly, and suddenly looked at Wei Qing, with undisguised ferocity in his dark brown pupils, "This is how our Dragon Clan fights the enemy, Brother Xiaowei, what do you think?"

"It turns out that this is the ratball contest... There's nothing wrong with an eye for an eye." Wei Qing remained calm, ignoring the Dragon King's pun.

"Just, does this solve the problem?"

King An Tailong became quiet, and stared at Wei Qing. After a while, he grabbed Wei Qing's wrist, and the two returned to their seats.

At this time, An Rui had already returned from Gu Xifei's place, and said that Mr. Gu had prepared Shenlu wine for everyone for the festival.

He took dozens of jugs out of the Qiankun bag and placed them on the table of the main seat, while he squatted aside.

"Shenlu wine, this is a good thing!"

The aroma of the wine overflowed, everyone's faces were filled with joy, even the usually serious Elder Anshun's complexion softened.

The second elder, An Kunlei, couldn't help but grabbed the jug, looked at the Dragon King and said, "Your Majesty, look at this..."

King An Tailong nodded with a cold face: "Since it is Mr. Gu's wish, it is not good to waste it. Come on, I will do it first as a respect, and you can do whatever you want."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank a glass, and everyone in the audience also drank it one after another, and they were all full of praise for this divine dew wine.

Wei Qing smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and pretended to drink it, and secretly fed it to Xiao Xuanzi.

An imperial implement is probably invulnerable to all poisons, not to mention that it won't really kill people.

"Why hasn't the third child come back?" King An Tailong showed displeasure.

Wei Qing glanced at the two vacant seats, and there were also two bottles of Shenlu wine lined up above them, thinking whether to avoid them and come back after they finished drinking.

At this moment, a hall master shouted: "The third elder is back."

The crowd suddenly became excited, not only the main seats, but also many dragon people on the steps stood up.

The sub-dragon and sub-dragon stretched their necks, waiting eagerly.

Wei Qing held the wine glass tightly, even though he had already guessed who the person who came back with the second elder was, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After all, he once met Master An Zechuan, the Coiling Dragon Envoy, in the underground of Suitian Town.

"Master Panlong Envoy... Lord Panlong Envoy is finally here!"

Huge cheers erupted in the cave, as if the entire underground mountain range was boiling.

Many people knelt directly on the steps.

More people burst into tears and murmured prayers: "600 years, 600 years, I hope that the blood of the golden dragon will be born in my black marsh dragon village, my king, angelica, save my dragon family..."

Countless sub-dragons and sub-dragons hovered in the air, neighing.

The little red dragon Anrui jumped up and down excitedly beside him, and couldn't rest for a moment.

King An Tailong gritted his steel teeth, and finally couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. He brushed and stood up, but his big hand pressed Wei Qing's shoulder, trembling slightly.

Wei Qing is patient for the time being and waits and sees the changes. It is not the best choice to start a conflict openly now.

Panlong made Mr. An Zechuan descend slowly from the air. He was wearing a slim-fitting robe with purple patterns on a black background. He was taller and taller. The forehead is covered with a black background inlaid with purple dragon crystals, the facial features are profound, and the eyes are like cold stars.

He lowered the magic cloud, and slightly nodded at Antai Longwang who was saluting, but his eyes stayed on Wei Qing.

Wei Qing only felt a sharp gaze shot towards him, like a cold sharp arrow amidst the overwhelming shouts around him.

Wei Qing broke away from Antai Dragon King, left his seat and walked towards Panlong Envoy An Zechuan.

Before everyone could speak, Wei Qing took the first step to pass the Shenlu wine in his hand to An Zechuan, bowed down politely and respectfully, and offered it with both hands: "This is the festival wine of Heimaolong Village, please Panlong Let grown-ups taste."

An Zechuan frowned slightly, and glanced around the table of the host, seeing that everyone had this wine, he couldn't help but took the wine glass in doubt.

"Please..." Wei Qing smiled and bent down even deeper.

Suddenly, someone behind him patted him on the back, and a rather familiar voice said, "Why are you?"

Wei Qing's body froze for a moment, and he turned his head abruptly. The man in front of him was An Ming, the tall and fat team leader who had saved him from the Underground Alchemy Department of Suitian Town.

He didn't die, and he became Panlong Envoy's subordinate.

"It's you, long time no see."

Wei Qing grinned brightly, grabbed An Ming's arm with one hand, and suddenly slapped An Ming's lower abdomen with the other hand like lightning. Humph's tall and fat body immediately fell to the ground.

He knows that he has dragon's breath, and he must not be allowed to say it!

Seeing this, Panlong Envoy An Zechuan immediately slapped him, but how could he be Wei Qing's opponent with his magic-dispersing cultivation, the two palms collided, and he was directly sent flying.

King An Tailong and his subordinates were about to step forward to help, but the anesthetic in the Shenlu wine had already taken effect, and they were all sore and limp, and fell to the ground.

Wei Qing swept across the other guards with his palm, and there was a sound of energy, and a large piece fell in front of him immediately.

The dragons in the stadium didn't know what happened, and they were all in chaos.

Wei Qing took the opportunity to jump into the air and disappeared in an instant.

King An Tailong panted, "I knew... I knew he was a spy, go after him, go after him!"

Panlong Envoy An Zechuan slowly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.