Chapter 118 Killing Dragon

"Get out of the way, the prisoner cow is coming!" Suddenly, someone shouted. When everyone saw it, many people rushed over.

Many of the mining slaves have made way.

"Get out of here! Get out of here! Boss Mark came, and they all flashed aside." Senna, the new second-in-command, immediately roared loudly and let his men drive away the mining slaves. Mark looked at the farting mining slaves with a happy face.

Tut~

The grass cold smacked deeply, and it was obvious that the forces of the two sides were also the hegemon of the mine kiln, a feared evil force. The weak people who imprisoned the cattle automatically retreated, and Mark could only use his fists and feet to make way for him. Sooner or later, those who have been bullied by Mark will overthrow his hegemony for a long time.

"This is an opportunity!" The ugly dragon said what he thought in Cao Han's heart with a trace of play.

"This is indeed an opportunity, but it's not the right time. I won't contact them until I reach the strength of the mortal world." Cao Han half squinted, revealing a strong desire to build a force of his own, so that he can stand firm here.

At sunset, the sunset is like blood, reflected on the open space outside the mine kiln. The blood is red, and the desperate, painful and numbing mining slaves are like living in this "ah nose hell" map.

"It's time to go! Hero? You can't do it." The ugly dragon suddenly pointed to the sky and then pointed to the ground. Xiao Mo, who used to be a dragon emperor and a hero in their minds, but who remembers that you used to be a hero and defended them when you can't protect them?

"Hero?"

Smiling at himself, Cao Han deeply touched his left hand, and a long scar on his left arm crawled ferociously. This was left by Moluo to protect a brother when he was 2 years old. Now it is inherited by Cao Hanshen. "I just want to be a night hero."

The ugly dragon was first surprised, and then looked like this. It was really "a lost person at the end of the world". No wonder he would fall in love with Cao Hanshen so much, although now it is only his one-sided idea.

People of the same type are always attracted to each other, which is not surprising that the ugly dragon himself will walk with Cao Hanshen and be so close to Cao Hanshen.

"Let's go quickly!"

Listening to the nagging of the ugly dragon, but thinking about how to plan to gather people around him. The ugly dragon never thought that Cao Hanshen was already thinking about it.

"Oh!"

Although it is strange that the grass is cold and suddenly listless, the ugly dragon does not intend to care about it, unless it is a matter of cultivation, or the ugly dragon will not interfere with the life of the grass.

Thinking of life, the ugly dragon thought that today is one of the most important days for the cold grass. Although the gift has been made, he is still worried about gains and losses. After all, it is the first time he gives a gift.

In the past five years, the old man named Harper has sent cold gifts on this day. The ugly dragon secretly remembered it and was extremely satisfied with the performance of the clam, but I don't know why the old man always has a trace of blood. The ugly dragon is not used to this. It's okay to take the ugly dragon as a person and give him some sweetness.

Birthday gift!

I'm looking forward to it. If the grass is so happy, it will be even more complete.

Night comes quietly. There is always only night in the mine, and the swaying torch. Sometimes it is really difficult to distinguish when it is day and when it is night.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

It's hard to imagine that the grass is practicing, but it's more like a cooly.

"Ji-jiu~"

Xiaoqing is always free and happy as if she were born for it.

"I know." Cao Han said with a wry smile and stretched out the military shovel in his hand in front of Xiaoqing.

hu~

The strong wind hit, and a strong stream rushed past. The grass cold hair flew up, rolled its eyes like a broom, and the grass cold deeply shook the military shovel.

A cyan soul elixir revolved around the grass, and the strong wind just now was made by it.

It is the credit of the ugly dragon that Xiaoqing can condense his soul elixir so quickly. However, Cao Han's body was heartbroken in addition to envy. The master was greasy and biased. Cao Han could not forget the miserable appearance of the ugly dragon sweating when he opened Xiaoqing.

The cyan soul elixir suddenly emitted a few wis of black gas. Driven by Xiaoqing, it slowly floated to the military shovel, and finally went straight into the shovel, "Ji-jiu~", and then Xiaoqing swallowed the soul elixir back into his stomach.

Attach the soul and drive the soul to a designated place or item.

The soul entered the shovel, and the military shovel immediately sank a lot. Occasionally, a few screams or screams came into the deep ears of Cao Han, which was to refine the soul and turn it into the original soul power.

With a shovel with both hands, the soil flies, and the figure shaking from time to time, and the dark and illusory soul fire on the military shovel, "Smile~Smile~", the trace of purple gas escaping from the shovel was immediately sucked into the cold body of the grass.

These scenes appear in the eyes of the ugly dragon all the time, and today is no exception.

It's just that today's practice must end early, because...

"Little kid, stop, take a shower, and then come to the living room." The ugly dragon's voice came out of one of the holes behind the cold grass with a strong unconcealed joy.

You absolutely don't have to worry about not having enough space underground. You can live as much as you want. According to the requirements of the ugly dragon, Cao Hanshen has dug a standard layout of three living rooms and six rooms here, a living room for eating and two living rooms for rest and entertainment, but it has never been used. There are also three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a kitchen.

"Oh!"

twisted his son, Cao Han deeply inserted the military shovel on the ground, and slowly walked to the bathroom.

Although I like the layout here, which is no different from the decoration of the earth, the lights, mantles, beds, etc. are all taken from the earth, but now they are just used here by ugly old people.

Thinking of this, Cao Han missed the computer deeply, but the ugly dragon refused to take it out no matter how he seduced it, saying that you were coming on vacation or practicing or something.

But is there any difference? You have become a resort.

Throw the dilapidated practice clothes in his hand and put on a purple practice clothes specially prepared by the master. A Xuanzi dragon hovered on the brand-new clothes. The dragon head was just in the heart. Cao Han deeply complained, "Isn't this too flamboyant?"

"Isn't it good yet?" The ugly dragon urged, and the kid was too slow.

"Here we go! Here we go!"

He trotted all the way to the main hall and stared at the dark room in astonishment, "What the hell, master!"

Puff~

A pile of flames lit up and counted it. It happened to be ten bunches. The grass finally remembered that today was my tenth birthday. Of course, it was based on the world's Moro-San Daldo, or 20 candles were inserted on this cake.

"Happy birthday! Morro-Sandaldo.

...? What's the matter, hahaha..., kid, you are now the third young master of the six-leaf emperor Cao Shengdal, so don't be confused." The ugly dragon laughed, and finally, he slapped twice on the cold shoulder of the grass.

"Is this?"

Strangely stared at the box that suddenly appeared in front of him. The long box body could not be a sword... Cao Han stared at the ugly dragon doubtfully.

"What are you still doing? Open it and have a look. Do you like it?" The ugly dragon raised his mouth gently and looked at the grass with a smile on his face. Finally, he did not forget to remind the grass.

Gaga~

Gently opened the box, and Cao Han stared at this strange weapon in deep surprise. Is this a bow? In the dark bow, a mysterious purple dragon coiled on it, and the dragon head protrude slightly out in the middle of the bow, and there were two short knives on both sides of the bow, which were installed at both ends of the bow.

The bow is 1,86 meters long and weighs 119 stones. With knives on both sides and a straight bow, it can almost be used as a double-headed gun.

"Huh? Where's the bowstring?"

Touching this strange bow, I still like it very much. After all, I am a bow soldier, and a bow that can take advantage of it will help me a lot.

"The bow string is here, you take it, pull it, and buckle it in the card slot at the other end." Take back the bow that was just handed to the grass cold and deep. The ugly dragon pointed to the end of the bow, pinched a raised dragon scale and pulled it out. A slightly invisible bow string appeared in front of the grass cold depth, and the ugly dragon pointed to the two dragons also at that end. The scales said loudly, "There are still two here. This one is used to increase elasticity, and this one is used to fly to the wall. What do you think?"

"I like it very much. Does Gong have a name?"

"Kill the dragon."

Uh! Cao Han didn't think that the ugly dragon would give this bow such a personalized name. If he had known it, he wouldn't have asked the ugly dragon and changed it himself. Now that the words have been spoken, it seems impossible to change the name...

"Try it!"

"Oh! OK." He raised the killing dragon, held the non-existent arrows and tried several times, but the ugly dragon always stood with a smile.

"Why is it so heavy? Why is the bow so familiar, and why do I feel that the bow string is especially like the core wire behind the flying spider mother in my collection?" I shook the dragon a few times. The cold grass is getting more and more familiar with it, and the bad feeling in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Uh... Well, it's getting late. I'll leave first. If you need anything, please contact me by phone." Chou Long hurried back to his bedroom.

Ah? Teacher, where did I get my call?" Cao Han came to his senses and immediately said the ugly dragon.

"Ji-jiu~"

"Xiaoqing plays... Damn it, my God! I finally collected the black stone and the back core line of the flying spider mother. After that, I have sweated for more than ten years.

Cao Han Shen immediately hugged his head and exclaimed miserably, toad! What kind of master came here, more ruthless than Shentu. "Have I worshipped the wrong teacher again?" Cao Han muttered in a deep voice.

"Huh, is this? Soul Stone! Ouch! Toad, the master of Tiansha, you have also used my only soul stone. Do you need it? I'm the only star of the mortal world. It seems that you are going to use it to death!" Cao Han slapped the table with tears on his face, and his heart was both entangled and distressed.

The soul stone is generally used for the magic weapon of life. It can not only increase the spirituality of the magic weapon, but also make the magic weapon one of the three magic stones that self-evolved. The grape-sized soul stone obtained by the grass cold depth is enough to kill the dragon and grow into a fairy weapon.

After exhausting the materials treasured by Cao Han's deep, the ugly dragon can't refine a fairy weapon. Cao Han deep really wants to flat the ugly dragon. Oh, my God! Why can I only vent my dissatisfaction in my heart?

Cao Han had never thought that an ancient monk with a fairy cultivation or above used so many excellent materials to refine the nine-grade magic weapon.