The Defeated Dragon

At the end of October, the weather turned cold.

The atmosphere of the castle is getting more and more oppressive, mainly Liszt, who is the main person, and his mood is getting worse.

The town of flowers is thriving, and more than 400 new serfs are quickly integrated. The harvest can harvest a lot of food every day and pile up the warehouse.

In such an atmosphere, he should be happy.

However, the news from the caravan made him very uneasy, and his tone was slightly gloomy: "Abagong, the flower caravan covered so many small towns in the seafood business, has set up a huge news channel, even one Can't find a different thorn?"

Abagong was on the ground and was frightened.

An elite land knight, with angry words, a territorial master, extremely dissatisfied attitude, made him pressure.

"Lord Lord, I am sorry, Abagong disappoints you. I have let the caravan owners release the news and provide new varieties of thorns, and they will receive high rewards, but the thorns sent are all common varieties. There are no varieties that meet your requirements."

“All the areas covered by the flower caravans have been found?”

“Baihua City, Yulin City, Snake City, Lishi City and surrounding towns have all been searched. If you continue to search, you have to go to the village below the town.”

"Then go to the village one by one, ask one by one." Liszt's temper is not directed at Abagon, but in any case, he is very annoyed, "Flowers of the flower caravan, you can directly intercept One of the costs for searching for new varieties of thorns."

Abagon replied cautiously: "Yes, Lord Lord, Abagon must look for it seriously!"

When Grande was promoted, he got the opportunity to be promoted to the captain of the flower caravan. Can not do anything to do things, and then Liszt abolished back to farm.

"Go ahead and do things."

Liszt waved and let Abagon leave.

Then sit in the chair and rub your own temples with your hands. Not only did the flower caravans have no gains, but Sherlock’s thorny caravans had nothing to gain, and the forefoot was taken away by him. I thought that the caravans all over Coral Island could find new thorns and find out who would have found them.

"The caravans are offering a lot of rewards, looking for new varieties of thorns. Those who get the news will definitely be looking for crazy... There are no results in a few days, indicating a great possibility. There are really no new varieties of thorns on the coral island... now only I can wait for Marcus's news."

He asked the caravan and Marcus to find two ways.

In order to find more varieties of thorns, to increase the chance of breakthroughs in thorns, the more pheromones collected, the greater the possibility of evolution.

"If Marcus has no good news, where should I go?"

Coral Island does not have to go to the outer islands to find. As a small aristocrat, his social circle is basically on the coral island. The Earl is a nobleman directly sealed by Dagong. Most of the surrounding islands are followers of the Marquis and Marquis. The relationship with Coral Island is not very harmonious.

Between the followers of different lords, it is very taboo to contact.

But there is an island where he can enter and leave at will - Red Crab Island.

Liszt is the **** scorpion of the Changchun family, whose roots are the daughter of Red Crab Island, one of the seven marquis of the Grand Duchy, and the daughter of the owner of the Changchun Fortress, Mei Lin Chang. When he first visited the Marquis of Merlin, he was also recruited by the sturdy Changchun family.

"If I ask Merlin to be a grandfather, no, just ask me to help me, and I should be able to complete the task."

The huge red crab island, counting it, is equivalent to a province in China. Is it still impossible to find a few different varieties of thorns? I am afraid that there are many different varieties of thorns in the hedge of the Fortress.

Think of it here.

The irritability in his heart, a little diminished: "If one day, the coral island can't get along, I will go to the Fortress of Changchun, I believe that my grandfather will at least arrange for a viscount's fief."

However, the Red Crab Island has a big industry, and it may not be as good as a coral island.

Cousins ​​are close to each other and are not close relatives.

Suddenly, he thought of Athena Salmon, and he couldn't help but feel a little warmer: "A few months, I don't know if Athena is holding hands with other nobles... Ah, I think of the running in the sunset that afternoon, that is The youth that I have lost." He is very fond of this noble lady who shows his love to himself.

But very soon.

Good memories were interrupted by a sorrowful mourning.

The sound came from the boudoir outside the castle, and it was a tortured blessing.

The irritability that just subsided, and then re-emerged, he got up directly, walked out of the castle, and went to the boudoir. Elkson was sitting opposite the ring, his eyes covered with red blood.

When he saw the arrival of Liszt, he hurriedly said: "Baron Liszt."

"Mr. Elkson, the blessing, haven’t you bowed yet?”

"Your wind is cruel, its inner pride is beyond my imagination." Elkson explained with some embarrassment that he believes that the steady eagle link is completely stagnant.

The wind and the wind are blessing, preferring to starve to death, and are not willing to bow their heads.

Liszt suddenly saw the corner of the blessing of the blessing, with red blood: "Is it vomiting blood?"

"Yes, in the long-term hunger state, its body is already in danger. If it is repeated several times, it will not succeed... Sorry, Baron Liszt, this is the situation that I have not bred a common eagle."

"That is, the blessing may starve to death?"

"There is this possibility, but it is also possible. In a few more days, it will be under the head. You know, after all, Warcraft is just a beast, they will succumb to the threat of death, and then, then A few times of training, it is your qualified pet."

"Oh..." The vomiting of the blood on the stage, a screaming scream.

But its eyes, but not the slightest to give in, still stubborn. Liszt looked at the past, as if through the eyes, he saw disdain for fate.

fate.

Probably the sequelae of the smoke dragon, he often thinks of everything to the fate, and has a tendency to develop in the direction of the gods, always thinking about the fate of cause and effect.

Fortunately, the deep-rooted materialist values ​​from the small, still defensive.

"I don't think that the blessings will surrender to anyone." Liszt shook his head, and the wind was not a cage bird. He could see from a young age that he was longing for the sky and longing for it, "Mr. Elkson. Let's train until now. I need you to worry about the magic mushroom of the mushroom."

"what?"

Elkson glimpsed: "The Baron Liszt, now giving up, all the efforts made in the past will be in vain, and, as it matures, there is no longer a chance for a second eagle."

"Reassured, I will pay according to your work." Liszt decided to be willful once, left to take a beautiful picture of Huang Cang, and leave it to imagination.

He said, untied the rope from the ring.

I personally brought meat and water to feed the blessings. The blessing is World of Warcraft. The resilience is very strong. After only half a day, I have recovered a lot of energy.

"Fly, roll bless!"

Opening the door of the boudoir, Liszt pushed a roll of blessings, and the volume was obviously not suitable for the current situation. He turned to look at Liszt, and there was confusion in his eyes.

But after a moment of hesitation, it finally flapped its wings and jumped down the ring.

Flying wings.

Hey.

It fell.

But it quickly found out the instinct of flight in the failure. The last time, the legs stepped on, jumped from the ground, flapped on the wings, shaken off two feathers, and successfully flew into the sky.

"Hey!"

Leave the last scream, and the head will not disappear in the blue sky and white clouds.