Building a sect from scratch

"How old are these two dragons, and they are still playing this!"

Not far away, Fang Xianyu looked at this scene and laughed dumbly, but then quietly left, and then secretly peeked out of the perspective of the two players to peek at the scene - she actually also wanted to know how many of these Guixu Realm players could be killed. What kind of sparks will arise when a creature called a mythical being collides with a flower grower.

"hiss--"

The dragon with golden eyes was so noisy by the shrill scream that her eyes narrowed and she couldn't help but shrink back her neck, which made the expression on her dragon face look more majestic and terrifying.

The other dragon had a much gentler expression, and was also the dragon who had just asked. She smiled and transformed into a beautiful woman in the smoke, and gestured: "Shh - you are too loud." La!”

However, no matter how gentle Pingjun's voice is, it is useless. This kind of fear and subconscious reaction of being pierced by a giant creature cannot be controlled rationally at all. What's more, Yinglong King and Pingjun are higher in cultivation than the last, even if they deliberately hide their pressure. , the temperament exuding all over his body is already extraordinary.

"Dragon dragon dragon dragon dragon!!!"

Wei Wo Fifty You was screaming, but Thursday barely breathed a sigh of relief. He shivered and hid behind Wei Wo Fifty, speaking incoherently: "Two heroic dragons! Don't, don't, eat us! We brought fried chicken as a tribute. You two! Oh, oh, Mother, help me!"

Fang Xianyu, who was peeping at Thursday's perspective, couldn't help but close his eyes in the corner where no one could see him. He couldn't bear to look directly - it was so embarrassing! I simply couldn’t see it!

"Hehehe, how dare you two still want to ride a dragon?"

The reaction of the two people made King Yinglong and Lord Ping laugh. Following Lord Ping's eyes, King Yinglong also turned into a human form. His eyes were crooked and he looked at the two Taiyin Sect disciples in front of him kindly.

"Me, me, we just have fun! Yes, we just talk casually..."

Wei Wo Fifty is a bit on the verge of tears - the NPC intelligence in this crappy game is too high! ? If you say anything behind your back, you will be caught! ? Even if he was caught, he would still be teased by the NPC! ?

What's more important is that she doesn't dare to do anything!

Although the player's life is worthless, and the worst he can do is die, and he will be a hero again ten minutes later. There is no need to be afraid of NPCs, but...she looked at the two beautiful sister NPCs in front of her who inexplicably made her feel extremely scared, and still chose Follow your heart!

Ping Jun sniffed gently with her nose, and the strange fragrance penetrated in very domineeringly, which made her a little greedy, and she asked curiously: "Is fried chicken really delicious? ?”

"Try it! Taste it!"

As if I was just waking up from a dream, I hurriedly pushed a few paper bags into the arms of the two NPCs, and kept taking out new ones from the Qiankun bag on my waist. !”

Thursday cautiously poked his head out from behind Wei Wo Fifty and nodded: "Yes, yes! We sell chickens in the community! There are so many! If there are not enough, we will go and get them for you!"

"That's enough, there's no need to spend so much money!"

Ping Jun smiled while casting a spell to gather all the paper bags in front of him, and he took out two dragon scales with a light golden halo from nowhere.

"Ouch - cough cough..."

Following a strange and abrupt "shout" from Dragon King Ying, and a cough that seemed to be covering up something, two dragon scales were handed to the two players.

Ping Jun said with a half-smile: "I heard that you seem to like our Dragon Clan's scales very much? I'll give you these two as the cost of buying fried chicken. But don't say that our Dragon Clan bullies others and doesn't give us any money to eat fried chicken. oh!"

"No, no, no!"

The heads of the two players were shaking like rattles. Weiwo Fifty finally recovered the thoughts that had been down for a long time, and said calmly: "Originally, originally this was the meeting gift from our Gugu Chicken City to you! It’s free! But, but..."

Weiwu Fifty wanted to pretend to reject the two dragon scales, but he really couldn't bear it, so he said "but" several times in his mouth, but he couldn't come up with a reason for "but".

Instead, Ping Jun laughed and said: "You two are still children, just take it!"

But King Yinglong on the side became very playful and asked: "Shouldn't it be a trial of some new product? Do you want us to give any advice?"

Ping Jun glanced at King Yinglong angrily, with a look in his eyes that said, "That's enough, don't bully the juniors." This made King Yinglong cough a few times with a guilty conscience.

"Actually, it is indeed a new product for you dragon clan!"

At this time, the micro self, Fifty, has already adjusted its state and entered the career-fighting mode. He talked eloquently: "We fried chickens, whether we are here in the human race or on the demon cultivator side, we are all the best." It’s so popular! Even the Quan Xian clan, who has a lighter taste, likes it very much! I think it’s necessary to refer to the Jiaolong clan for selling it to the entire Guixu community! Opinions!”

King Yinglong couldn't help but corrected: "It's the dragon clan, not the dragon clan!"

Weiwo50 apologized quickly: "Ah! I'm sorry! I don't know your race very well, I'm sorry!"

But this was a rather embarrassing misunderstanding.

In fact, in the concept of the human cultivators, it should be the "Jiaolong Clan", because in addition to those innate dragons, some "dragons" cultivated after birth are also classified into the same race. But these "dragons" cultivated after birth are mostly not recognized by the dragon clan.

Bloodline discrimination is one aspect, and on the other hand, it is actually because the dragon clan, like the Quanxian clan, still retains the racial division standard of the ancient times to distinguish each other by clans, which is also the reason why the various races in the dragon clan - or clans, do not like each other.

But in the eyes of the human cultivators, whether it is the natural dragon clan born in the dragon clan clan of Kunlun Hill, or those demon cultivators who have a thin dragon bloodline outside and walk or turn into dragons, they all look like dragons or have the appearance of dragons, so they are all classified as one clan and collectively called the "Jiaolong Clan". The "Jiao" in "Jiaolong Clan" does not refer to the Jiaolong race in the dragon clan, but refers to those demon cultivators who walk or turn into dragons.

In fact, all the dragons know this concept of the human race, but the dragons are too casual and don't bother to pay attention to it. But once they are danced to their faces, they still have to argue.

"It doesn't matter," Ping Jun smiled gently as if to comfort him, and then asked: "Is the 'Gugu Chicken City' you mentioned far from here? Is it possible to go back and forth on the same day? We have an appointment with your clan leader tomorrow, so if it is too far, I'm afraid we can't go there as a guest."

"Not far, not far! That's not far!"

Weiwowushi excitedly raised his voice an octave: "We have a teleportation array! We will be there in a moment! It will definitely not delay your tomorrow's business!"

Hehe! Everyone add it to your collection! Thank you!