The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

There is a cure for mad cow disease, and Gongyang Xinghan and the other two dragon knights are warmly welcomed by the herdsmen.

Compared with the hospitality that just arrived, they are regarded as their own people.

Even children smiled at them and were no longer afraid of the dragon.

A few naughty children even played with Tu Longland.

Grabbing mutton at noon whetted Gongyang Xinghan's appetite, especially when everyone was gnawing on the bones with their hands. The Golden Dragon King was full of disgust, but he gnawed the most ferociously.

Even the childish one insisted on taking meat and bones from Gongyang Xinghan's plate, but when Gongyang Xinghan glared at him, he said confidently, "Aren't you my dragon knight?"

"Dragon Knight has to be responsible for feeding your stomach?" Gongyang Xinghan's head was full of black lines: "Then I will be at a loss."

A big-bellied dragon like a giant dragon, a small veterinarian, can't afford to support him.

"That's your business." The Golden Dragon King felt that the meat and bones on the little veterinarian's plate were delicious, and asked the old patriarch suspiciously: "Did I give him all the good things? Why do I think his meat is better than mine?" tasty?"

The old patriarch was so wronged: "It's all made from the same pot, at most it's not the same sheep!"

Gongyang Xinghan had no choice but to exchange his plate with that of the Golden Dragon King. He used a wooden plate. It is said that he used a silver plate in the past. After all, metal objects are stronger than wood and pottery, and they are more resistant to blows.

However, the Golden Dragon King came to clean up the metal products. All the silver products in the tribe were made by the Golden Dragon King into various utensils that Gongyang Xinghan needed.

So much so that even the tableware used by the patriarch here has become wooden products.

But Gongyang Xinghan picked up the second bone and gnawed on it for a long time before the Golden Dragon King stretched out his hand again.

The ram Xinghan became angry: "What are you doing? When did you grab food like this?"

The point is, if he grabs food so much, he will definitely not be able to snatch a deadly and arrogant Golden Dragon King with a big belly.

Will he be hungry in the future?

unacceptable!

"I still think yours is delicious." Golden Dragon King gnawed with relish, thinking it was the best hand-caught mutton he had ever eaten.

"It was originally yours." Gongyang Xinghan felt that the Golden Dragon King was getting more and more childish.

Only children will think that the meat in other people's bowls is delicious.

"But... delicious." The Golden Dragon King felt aggrieved.

"I'll bring you... little dragon cubs, you still snatch food from me, you're too bullying." Gongyang Xinghan threatened him in a low voice: "If you do this again, I'll quit, you Bring the little dragon cubs!"

The Golden Dragon King was angry: "Just eat a little bit of your mutton, and you will threaten me... I have grown up so much, no one dares to say that about me."

"Then I should be proud?" Gongyang Xinghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the Golden Dragon King looked so cute after being wronged.

Contrast cute.

Gongyang Xinghan simply put his plate together with his: "Eat, eat!"

In the afternoon, Gongyang Xinghan also sent several large-scale "sacred lights" to the cattle that had returned from grazing in turn. As expected, gray things floated from the cattle and sheep.

After a few times, it was clean.

Beginning in the evening, the bonfire is lit and the roast sheep is put on the shelf.

Unlike Gongyang Xinghan's roasted whole sheep, the herdsmen have their own unique craftsmanship, and they use all the things they pick on the grassland.

The local flavor, especially a kind of lantern-like fruit similar to Chaotian pepper, is called spicy!

Fire Dragon liked it very much. He used this kind of fruit to smear the entire bent-horn sheep, and let someone roast it alone, and he ate it all by himself.

Gongyang Xinghan looked at the fiery red roast lamb, and whispered to the Golden Dragon King: "This kind of thing is on our side, called 'abnormal spicy', super super spicy!"

"The fire dragon is just like this." The Golden Dragon King also whispered: "Actually, I don't think it's that delicious."

One dragon and one knight are harmonious.

The bonfire party was very grand, the girls sang and danced, and the teenagers came to toast one by one. The wine here is goat milk wine, and Gongyang Xinghan is not good at drinking. The Golden Dragon King pulled his dragon face, and immediately, all the people who came to toast disappeared .

The old patriarch was happy, but he brought a large bowl of goat's milk under pressure, but he didn't let Ram Xinghan drink it, he did it himself: "Thank you, Mr. Abraham, you are the benefactor of our wild wolf tribe. "

The old man was probably too happy, he drank several bowls in one go, and even went to dance for a while, Gongyang Xingche was dumbfounded.

This night is joyful, with fine wine, delicious food, and singing and dancing to add to the fun.

Gongyang Xinghan remained awake all the time, and together with the Golden Dragon King, he gave the little dragon cubs a specially made broth for them.After coaxing the little dragon cubs to sleep, they fell asleep on the edge of the cradle.

Early the next morning, after serving the little dragon cubs, they had breakfast.

"Are you going to leave today?" The old patriarch was a little reluctant.

"Well, go to the Rock Fortress today." The hot girl said, "Enter the Kingdom of Hans from there."

"Oh, then some of you have left." The old patriarch said: "There are two demon wolf groups passing through there, and no one usually goes there."

Some people want to go, but they can't pass the checkpoint of the two packs of demon wolves.

Warcraft are very territorial, and strangers or monsters will be attacked by them if they break in.

"It's okay." The hot girl said, "We can."

Thinking that the other party is a dragon knight, who is not afraid of a dragon?

The monsters would be so frightened that their limbs would become weak when they smelled the breath of the giant dragon. What's more, the magic wolf is a large number of monsters, not very high-level monsters. "Okay, when are we leaving?"

"Evening." The Golden Dragon King finally opened his mouth: "Prepare us some roasted lamb."

"Okay!" The old patriarch said, "There is also beef jerky."

At noon, Gongyang Xinghan felt that it was not good to eat meat all the time, so he asked someone to make some vegetables. In fact, it was the unique white mushroom on the grassland, which was good.

You can't buy it outside, but Gongyang Xinghan likes it very much, and feeds a lot of mushroom soup to the little dragon cubs.

At night, there was another bonfire party, this time the roasted cows.

The old patriarch roasted more than 100 heads in one go!

"Take it with you if you can't eat it, and use it on the road."

"This is too much." The corners of Gongyang Xinghan's mouth twitched, one cow is enough for him to eat for several days, besides, he can't eat all beef, right?

But the old patriarch insisted, and the Golden Dragon King let him accept it.

Fortunately, the space bracelet was big enough to hold a few roasted cows and lambs, and the old patriarch brought them a lot of dried meat, dried mushrooms, etc.

The enthusiastic Ram Xinghan couldn't bear to take advantage of them anymore.

In the middle of the night, they all drank too much and passed out in the small square. Gongyang Xinghan put a hundred amethyst coins in a small pocket and put them in the arms of the old patriarch. He was already drunk and fell asleep Yes, the snoring is loud.

But Earth Dragon stuffed one of his own dragon scales to Berg who was already snoring in his sleep.

"What are you doing?" Golden Dragon King frowned.

"This is the first human friend I have made." Rand said seriously: "I think he is much better than those nobles." "You want him to be your partner?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Rand scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I'll take a look when I get back!"

"Okay." The Golden Dragon King said, "It's fine if you like it."

The Dragon Clan chooses their own partners based on their heart and eyes.

"How did he give his scales to others?" Gongyang Xinghan approached, saw Rand's actions, and asked the Golden Dragon King very puzzled.

"He made friends with Berg, and Rand thinks he likes this place very much." Golden Dragon King pulled Ram Xinghan out: "We are about to set off."

"Oh, I really envy Berg. I have a dragon friend." Gongyang Xinghan is a person who has read the history of the dragon clan, and he has also stayed in the dragon world for more than a year: "I also gave him the dragon scale."

Gongyang Xinghan knew the function of dragon scales.

The giant dragon sometimes refines the scales that it occasionally falls off, and after imprinting its own unique breath, paints a magic circle of the dragon clan with blood, and then shrinks it to the size of a baby's palm, and gives it to someone with knowledge of the dragon. People or friends who have helped, as long as this person crushes the scales, the dragon will be summoned to help him. The retired dragon knights on the mainland actually have such a piece or a few dragon scales in their hands, which is why , those countries that have had dragon knights, generally no one will provoke them. After all, who knows how many dragon scales they have?

At the critical moment, the other party pinched the dragon scale and attracted the giant dragon... This is not a joke.

And if Rand can give Berg a dragon scale, it is true that Berg is a friend.

"Are you envious?" Golden Dragon King raised a hand.

"It's okay." Gongyang Xinghan took the initiative to get into the carriage: "Let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the door of the carriage. The temperature outside was high, but the temperature inside the carriage was just right.

I was a little full today, and Gongyang Xinghan lay comfortably on the ice demon wolf's fur, the coolness drove away the heat, and he closed his eyes, he wanted to sleep.

The Golden Dragon King put his hand down with a dark face, and the golden light flickered in his hand.

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving." Huolong didn't know what he was doing, turned to him and said, "This is... your dragon scale?"

"You read it wrong!" The Golden Dragon King said fiercely, "This is a gold coin!"

Huolong was confused for a moment: "Gold coins?"

That's obviously a dragon scale!

Even if the Dragon Clan loves treasures, they can't just say that their scales are gold coins?

"Let's go." The Golden Dragon King put away the things in his hands and waved his fist at the fire dragon.

After being bullied for so long, Fire Dragon has learned to be good, and immediately yelled: "Yes, let's go, let's go!"

Seeing that he was very sensible, the Golden Dragon King was finally satisfied.

The fire dragon escaped unharmed.

This time they went to Rock City in the Kingdom of Hans.

As the name suggests, the city is a stone city built with large stones, even more majestic than Earls City.

After all, Earls City is also facing the human kingdom, while Panshi City is facing the hordes of demon wolves on the Demon Wolf Grassland.

Like its name, Panshi City has been neighbors with the Demon Wolf Grassland for hundreds of years. It stands firm as a rock on the checkpoints between the mountains. It has never been successfully attacked by the Demon Wolves. Warcraft are more powerful than wild beasts. More, and more dangerous than humans.

Until now, Panshi City is still garrisoned by the Panshi Legion, with a total of 34 people, including a magician regiment.Reorganize 1 people.

Junior magicians accounted for as many as six thousand.

There are more than 2000 intermediate magicians.

There are less than a thousand senior magicians.

In addition, there are a hundred magisters, more than 50 magisters, and more than 20 great magisters, and a great magister leads them.

This is the most valuable combat power of the Panshi Legion. After all, no matter how powerful ordinary soldiers are, it is impossible to compete with Warcraft.

The other 30 people were just to make up the number of people, but there are very few people who can stand against the magic wolves here for more than ten years and not become silver warriors.

And this is also a place where some mercenaries like to take risks, because although the magic wolf is of a lower grade, there are many people who like to make clothes from the fur of the magic wolf.

Some nobles are also willing to come here and hunt a few devil wolf skins to show off.

There are also some young people who come out to travel, come here to try their luck or to gain insights.

But as early as five days ago, martial law was imposed here, and no one was allowed to come in and out at will, and many sons and daughters of the kingdom's aristocratic families came here.

All the people who came here have a good temper, and the bossy bosses in the past are gone.

Seeing an orphan, I can't wait to take it back and raise it myself, and no matter if the orphan is self-reliant and can support himself, and he doesn't need to be adopted, he has become a qualified adventurer.

This not only surprised everyone, but also felt strange, what happened?

Bewitched by the group?