Chapter 481: (1/2)
”It's just a failed product with a rough workmanship. It's just a product of a whim in my spare time. It's silly to treat this kind of thing as a baby.” Ji Bai calmly chatted and communicated with the voice echoing in the sea of consciousness.
The sound coming from the ink stick of Mirdall Road was naturally only he could hear it.
‘Can you give away any failed items? This is not like you, is it possible to still retain the boring feeling of pity?
”I just think it's funny, why, aren't you curious?”
‘Ah, I don’t have such a boring and evil taste. Who is your choice to give the [Su Zhao] that you cast by yourself? What does it have to do with me? But you have to think clearly, it was made by Dragon Horn, and it fell into the hands of some unruly people, and the consequences would be a little troublesome.
”Trouble? Maybe, but it won't cause me trouble, but how many materials are needed to make the dragon shape [Su Zhao], it won't hurt at all. ”White peeled skin” smelly dragon, I heard you are losing weight recently? Needless to say, I also understand that, as your respected and respected master, how can you just sit back and watch? In this way, dinner will be cancelled tonight, and the inner city and outer city of King's Landing should be cleaned at least ten times. Don't be lazy, I will let Xiao Yana do the supervision work.
‘? Why did you two argue with me again? Tonight I also plan to complete ”Five Years of Fighting and Four Years of Fishing” and ”Vampire Window”, so I don't want to find me.
‘The vampire legends in your world are really interesting. The above mentioned that the blood clan melts when it meets the light, and I am also afraid of flowing water, although I don’t like Yangguan very much.
”Looking through my memory again?” Ji Bai raised an eyebrow.
The space in the necrosphere is connected to their own consciousness, which means that the creatures in the necrosphere can look through some of their memories. This part of memory refers to the part that Ji Bai is willing to reveal on his own initiative, such as some of the novels he has read, articles he has read, and some insignificant memories.
The march was dull and boring. Looking at the unchanging woods and dirt roads, Ji Bai could not help but feel a little tired.
”Little Luoluo, pick a few pairs of dragon horns and come down and play with me
It hasn't grown out yet. There was an indifferent and slightly resentful voice from the sea of consciousness.
”It hasn't grown out, so don't eat it for breakfast tomorrow, maybe it will grow out if you lose weight.”
This dragon learned to be smart this time, and he silently cursed it and finished it without saying it straightforwardly.
Since the white-haired bloodline awakened, she had no good juice to eat. She said that the two small horns on her head didn't know how many times they were broken, and she made them into a summoning body in front of her.
The dragon's horns came from his body anyway, and it is not an exaggeration to say that a piece of meat fell from his body.
That's my own child! Is there such a way that her baby is made into dried meat in front of her mother? There is no dragon, is there a king to go? ?
SF Mu Xiaowan
The wicked Suo Pi, Bai Pi, will only bully her defenseless and weak woman.
These words, poor Xiaomi Luo only dared to whisper in her heart, and every time she was exploited, she could only express her acceptance with no expression on her face.
”Master, how are you, do you see the unusualness of this treasure?”
”Oh, oh, the old man with a trembling elbow put down the focusing lens, his face was full of incredible and excitement. ”Master, you, where did you get this baby? ! ”
”Hehe, you just say, how is this baby, what is the grade?” Young Master Mullin has returned to the mansion at this moment, put on formal clothes, sits swaggeringly in the position of the master of the house, smiling and admiring the master appraiser. Received a stunning expression.
”Superior! No, Po Fan has even surpassed Po Fan, and is about to reach the epic!” The master appraiser reluctantly put the pitch black dragon horn on the table.
”Oh? Breaking the ordinary? How to break the ordinary? Please let the master speak carefully.” Mullin stood up from the bench with great interest. ”First of all, this material should be a kind of creature's corner. , The magic contained in it is beyond imagination and indestructible. It’s a pity that I never had a bold idea about this creature. This horn is likely to be the ancient overlord—the dragon’s horn. ”It’s very likely to be,” At least, the old slave had never seen such a dense curse energy density, and the only thing that could be thought of was the ancient tyrant, the dragon, and the slave hadn't seen anything on the dragon at all. ”The white-bearded old man looked up to the sky, as if an old **** was there.
”Those guys with strange masks once took out a token similar to dragon scales. The old slave had the honor to see it.”
”So, this horn is likely to be a dragon's horn?
”Not only that, the skill of casting this horn into a body should have long been lost. Even if it hasn't been lost, it is the survivor who was treasured by the royal family and touched the smooth appearance of the black horn with emotion.
”This person's application of this skill is so perfect. From this black corner, he hasn't seen any scratches caused by the infusion of curses, which shows the skill of casting people. It is really amazing.