The Defeated Dragon

"It is ready to be produced, the Lord of the Lord." Old Defoe carefully avoided the cage and pointed to the part below the tail of the mother-in-law.

Liszt certainly knows that the native is going to be born, and his mission and mission rewards are about to be born.

Looking at the very shacks in the dog prison, and then looking at the snow outside, and the icy weather, he could not help but say to the servant: "Thomas, take a two-bed quilt."

"Yes, Master."

Tucha lay on the board and looked at the servants around him. It really did not change the past, became lazy and staying.

This may happen when any beast is closed for a long time.

Shakessen around it from time to time sticking out his tongue and licking its hair, I don’t know if it is a low temperature in winter, or has completely completed the blood transformation. Shakesend no longer needs to vent and return to the calm state that should be there. For many days of abstinence, it is not going to go to the dog farm.

"Does it give birth to the descendants of the singer?" Many of the rich palys, standing outside the cage, asked curiously.

"Of course, there is no third violent dog here."

In the vast town of flowers, I was looking for a violent dog that could wear a green hat for Shakessen.

Parisi turned a blank eye: "No, Baron, I mean, can it give birth to the middle-level Warcraft like Shakespeare?"

"Maybe maybe not, but I hope that the descendants of Shakespeare and Shipo can become intermediate Warcraft, so I have a large group of intermediate Warcraft, can form a violent dog knight." Liszt is hot, "they will Becoming the cornerstone of meritorious service, I have won countless glory!"

"Ugh."

Paris sighed: "Why is every noble lord thinking about war?"

"Because the world is not yet peaceful." He commanded the servant to hang the quilt in the cage, and drove the patriarch to the quilt before turning his head and responding, "Need someone to stand up and turn the tide to create a hungry, no A world of injury and no oppression."

"Will you stand up?"

"The goal is too big, even if it is me, I am afraid." As a passer, who has not changed the ideal of the world, but the reality is that he can only change the small flower town, "so you may wish to be small from the side. The goal is to start, one goal and one goal to achieve it."

"So what is the first small goal of the Baron adults?" Paris asked curiously.

"Riding the dragon." Liszt pulled out the good-looking arc and looked up at the gloomy sky. He suddenly thought of the morning of the Fortress, and the promise that Dunike told him, the tone of the temperament could not help but become solemn. Get up, "I want to ride a dragon, when I am still young."

At first, Paris thought that he was joking, but then he heard him say so solemnly, and suddenly felt that the tall and handsome country lord might have such ambition.

She thinks it is ridiculous.

She had seen the Dragon, the dragon that gave her the identity of Black Dragon, the incredible figure, full of desperate horror.

A mortal can't control a dragon.

However, she is still looking forward to it. I hope that one day, Liszt can really ride a dragon, and become a dragon knight who hears the name and makes many women go out of control!

Perhaps it is incredible to see the dragon, the dragon knight in her heart, more and more unfathomable, can not imagine.

"Don't be stupid, let's go." Liszt has already stepped out of the iron cage after the cows have finished blowing, and the Tu-po should be finished in these two days.

Parisi came back to God: "Oh, okay."

It seems a bit silly.

This makes Liszt very speechless, and sure enough, a comfortable life will kill people's fighting spirit. Before that, the thief maids who shouted to kill the aristocrats, such as hemp, and dared to cross the sea to save their sisters, have now become delicious, fat, and women with less brains. I doubt how much her fighting power has fallen.

......

"Oh wow!"

"Oh wow!"

Induction of Liszt's return, the thorny elf who lived in the castle, flew directly from the worm house, and accurately landed on Liszt's head that had just entered the castle gate.

It misses Liszt very much.

Lisz felt the elf's emotions and felt very warm, so he let him sit on his head and grab his hair with his hands.

"Master, do you take a shower first, or do you meet with the town officials first?" Butler Carter came over and asked.

"See you first, see the officials who have accumulated during this time, and then take a shower."

"Okay, lord."

Previously, Liszt returned to the town of flowers, and even if the castle did not enter, he went directly to the dog prison to visit the Tujia and the savage dog cubs in his stomach.

The town officials who were notified were quickly rushed.

After the client set up to report the work, it turns out that even without Liszt personal supervision, the development of the flower town is still in operation.

The wilderness is being reclaimed every day, not only the thorns of the thorns, but also the wasteland of all the ruins. The bones of the bone shop are produced every day, distributed to the serfs, so that the serfs are eager to cultivate this year, and hate not to take a few acres of wilderness.

The stones are being mined every day. The complete large stones, once simply polished, are stacked in one place. These stones will be used for construction projects in the future, such as the new castle of Liszt on the island of Dark Horse. Small stones are broken into stones for road paving.

Knights Square has been built, children have a warm training place; two bathhouses have become the signature of the flower town, even the aristocrats of the North Valley City have come several times, just to wash and wash this bath like a hot spring; hail has begun Store ice cubes and currently pile up an ice room.

All in all, today's flower town, people and animals are peaceful.

This made Liszt very pleased, the territory was on the right track, and the official team under his leadership gradually formed; but there was also a loss. It was not that nothing left me and could not work. From the celebration feast, to the celebration of the annual festival in Red Crab Island, he was not presided over for about half a month, and the flower town was not chaotic.

"I should feel that I don't have to worry about everything, or do I have to worry about it?"

Anyway, this is a good thing, the lord enjoys, the errands under the hands, this is the mainstream rhythm of daily life. Of course, he still needs to care about a lot of things, the most important thing is that the smoke mission can not stop, this is his biggest help in riding the dragon.

“Gortel consultant, the ingredients of the ice and snow mushroom have not been successfully developed?”

"At present, it is close to success. Several serfs have successfully planted ice and snow mushrooms in their own greenhouses, but the yield is unstable and the growth effect is still very poor."

"Let them continue to work hard."

"Yes, adults."

"The cultivation of ordinary mushroom is not delayed, right? Has Mr. Elkson been there yet?"

"I have come here once and heard that you are going to the Fort of Changchun to celebrate the annual festival. He just took a bath in the public bath and went back."

"Contact him and let him come as soon as possible." Liszt said. The magic mushroom of the mushroom in his hand is about to be warned, and Elkson needs to recreate a batch. There are also fast-growing devil thorns that have been harvested and sealed in the castle warehouse. They can also be made into magic potions for use.

Since the town is built, you don't have to do it yourself, then use your free time for cultivation.

There are smoke missions, dragon breed cows, many potions, swordsmanship, countess experience, and scientific mind. He hopes that he can advance to the Sky Knight one day, and it is best to break the 22-year-old record of Marquis of Merlin.