It was snowing overnight, but the road to the gate was spotless.

The wheelchair crushed the green bricks, and Ye Changsheng looked up at the sky.

In the cold night, the snowflakes fell silently, and when they were a foot above their heads, they were blocked by an invisible shield and slid down the sides.

On the lawn beside the road, the magic circle shimmered, as if there were invisible skillful hands, collecting the falling snowflakes and sculpting them into lifelike statues.

Ye Changsheng was amazed, the adults of the Refiner Guild were really, really idle.

In all fairness, these people are not bad by nature, and they have real skills.

It's just that they are in the Refiner Guild, and they are born with an unparalleled sense of superiority, and they are used to being arrogant.

Over the years, they have been the first to the last year every year, and they have been hit hard, and in order to maintain that little bit of self-esteem, they can only make a more arrogant posture, which is more and more disgusting.

If you get rid of their arrogance and disguise, they will still get along very well.

Of course, Fan Daozhen is not among them.

Suddenly thinking of something, Changsheng said, "Master Fan, there is something I still need your help with." ”

Fan Daozhen, who was pushing a wheelchair, said happily: "It's okay to say it directly." ”

"I need a place in the Sword Conference, a place for qualifying at the town level. ”

Town-level?

Fan Daozhen was surprised, this matter was not difficult to do, but it was not a matter at all.

If Ye Changsheng wanted a place in the finals, it would be a good thing, and the Refiner Guild would have the privilege of recommending it.

Fan Daozhen's heart suddenly moved: "Changsheng, you want to stop Huang Jingyun?"

Changsheng Muran nodded: "But the person who will stop him will not be me, but someone else." ”

Someone else?

"Young Master!"

Outside the gate of the Refiner Guild, the sledgehammer led the carriage, and when he saw Ye Changsheng coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward.

Seeing Master Fan looking at him with strange eyes, Sledgehammer smiled shyly and took the wheelchair.

"Childe!"

The great worshipper Qiu Tianzuo stepped forward to salute, and when he saw that the son was safe and sound, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The carriage prepared by the Alchemist Guild had a lot of space, and a large translucent box was placed behind the cart, which was covered with silk.

Changsheng looked at the box glowing red, and couldn't help frowning: "Didn't you let it change to an iron cage?"

Liao Changhai explained on the side: "Childe, this is an incubator, which is made of fire attribute spar, which can play the role of raising dragons and eagles. ”

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly: "I don't have such good conditions to feed it in the future, so let's keep it simple now." ”

Fan Daozhen couldn't help but be stunned, so he had to call the warrior at the door and let him go find the big iron cage.

After a few moments, the big iron cage was brought.

Under the surprised gaze of Sledgehammer and Qiu Tianzuo, Ye Changsheng took the dragon eagle out of the box and put it in the iron cage.

He took out a few more dark attribute and fire attribute crystals, scattered them aside, and finally covered the cage tightly with a black cloth.

At the moment when the black cloth was put down, the languishing Long Ying suddenly opened his eyes and cast a grateful glance at Ye Changsheng.

Closing the back door of the carriage, Changsheng looked at Fan Daozhen, who was shocked, and said truthfully: "Yes, this is a Hell Dragon Eagle. ”

Hell Dragon Eagle?!

Fan Daozhen and Liao Changhai exclaimed.

The most powerful of the dragon clan is undoubtedly the dragon clan with dark attributes.

A dark dragon with a terrifying devouring ability, a bonus to the curse skill, and a powerful soul power.

Because of this, the dark attribute dragon clan and even the dragon beast are named "hell".

One illustrates its rarity, and the other illustrates its terrifying strength.

The value of a Hell Dragon Eagle is more than a hundred times more than that of a Fire Attribute Dragon Eagle.

Not to mention, the one that Changsheng took away was dual-attribute!

Fan Daozhen finally understood why Ye Changsheng had to change the box and cover the iron cage with a black cloth.

The infernal dragon eagle likes to live in the dark and nourish its own dark attributes.

This poor little guy has been irradiated with light by the elder for two years, and he can't think about it, and he is lucky to survive.

It was probably because of the perennial light that suppressed the dark attribute of the Hell Dragon Eagle, so that everyone looked away, but let Ye Changsheng pick it up.

The poor elder thought that he had obtained a three-hundred-year-old dragon crystal and took advantage of Ye Changsheng, and he was still secretly complacent.

If he knew that he would personally hand over the more precious Hell Dragon Eagle to others, he would only be afraid of death, right?

Fan Daozhen looked at Ye Changsheng with complicated eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing the carriage leave and disappear into the darkness, Fan Daozhen was entangled for a moment, feeling that it was still necessary to tell the elder.

"What, what did you say, Hell Dragon Eagle, or dual-attribute?!"

In Xiaolou's office, Fang Daqi's smile froze, and he stood up and stared at Fan Daozhen in a daze.

Whew, whew.

A heavy breath erupted from the two open nostrils.

Fang Daqi's face was hideous, his fists were clenched and gurgling, and he suddenly laughed: "Isn't it just a dragon eagle, my Daqi is not a stingy person!"

Fan Daozhen sighed secretly, couldn't bear to look directly, and bowed his head and retreated.

As soon as the office door was closed, there was a bang, followed by a fragmented sound.

Fan Daozhen didn't stop, he didn't have to look to know that the elder had smashed the table.

It was a long day for all of the Alchemists Guild, and there was so much to digest and reflect on.

The same is true for Fan Daozhen.

At the beginning, he recommended Ye Changsheng, which was purely a helpless move, and he also had the intention of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Unexpectedly, the laughter and conversation of everyone at the meeting that day turned out to be true.

Ye Changsheng, who was in a wheelchair, and Liao Changhai, who was on crutches, really became their saviors.

Ye Changsheng is so demonic, is he really a demon cultivator?

Fan Daozhen, who was walking in the snow, Fang Daqi, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and Lord Governor, who was reluctant to let go of the white jade dragon eagle, were all thinking about the same question.

In the middle of the night, the captain of the guard at the North City Gate respectfully returned the dish to the Wuxin mage, and watched the carriage drive out of the gate and disappear into the vast wind and snow.

In the carriage, Qiu Tianzuo's sword had just been drawn halfway before it stopped.

The masked girl hanging upside down on the roof of the car looked at Qiu Tianzuo in surprise: "The progress is so fast, you can actually dodge my sneak attack?"

Ye Changsheng put away his crossbow and said helplessly: "Great offering, the snow is slippery, let the sledgehammer not be so fast." ”

"Yes, Childe. Qiu Tianzuo stared at the witch vigilantly, put his sword into the sheath, and left the carriage.

The magic bell turned over and got into the carriage, sat on the narrow seat, and couldn't help muttering, "Isn't the carriage of the Alchemist Guild very good, why change to a broken car." ”

Changsheng didn't bother to listen to nonsense, and asked directly, "Say, what are you looking for me?"

The magic bell was a little unnatural: "That, the matter of the Refiner Guild is a misunderstanding, so don't pursue it." ”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes: "It was your people who assassinated me?"