"Finally killed the monster, and the villagers don't have to be panicked and trembling all day long!"

With a long knife in his hand and bathed in the blood of a demon, the white dragon happily stepped into Baijia Village.

"Is it a white dragon?"

When he entered Baijia Village, he saw that all the villagers were lighting torches, gathered at the entrance of the village, and looked out of the village.

"It's me, village chief grandpa, why didn't you sleep and gathered all here?" asked Bai Long suspiciously.

"Baby, how can we sleep when you go to kill the monster alone!

The white dragon was covered in blood, and it was clear that after a great battle, the villagers all looked at the white dragon with their eyes, expecting the news of killing the monster.

Tonight, all the villagers did not sleep, just waiting for the white dragon to return victoriously!

"Grandpa the village chief, the monster has been killed by me!

The white dragon took off a pair of monster teeth from his back and placed them on the ground for the villagers to see clearly.

"No...... Let's see, this pair of teeth was cut off from the monster after I killed it!"

Under the light, a pair of Sen Ran's teeth emitted a fierce light, which looked a little terrifying!

The villagers swarmed up, curiously inspecting the monster teeth on the ground.

"Sure enough, it's a monster's tooth! Good guy, this tooth is probably more than a hundred pounds!" someone said excitedly.

"Have you ever seen a monster?

"Maybe this tooth was picked up by this kid from that?"

Everyone was talking and expressing their opinions.

The village chief snorted coldly, "In addition to the monster's teeth, there are also such huge teeth on that beast?"

The village chief stopped the noisy chatter of the crowd, and he believed that the white dragon would not lie, because the white dragon was a warrior.

The news that Bailong has become a martial artist is only known to a few people in Baijia Village, including him.

When the villagers saw this pair of fierce teeth, they had already believed what the white dragon said, but they couldn't believe it, how did the white dragon kill such a fierce monster?

This kid has grown up since he was a child, but they have never seen him any different from others when they have grown up.

"Okay, okay, okay! Baby, have you suffered, have you been hurt?"

The village chief seemed very excited, and after solving the monster, Baijia Village no longer had to live in fear all day long.

At the same time, he looked at the white dragon worriedly, for fear that the white dragon would be hurt.

It's not easy for Baijia Village to produce a martial artist, he is the hope of Baijia Village!

"Village chief grandpa, don't worry, I'm not injured, all this dirty blood on my body is left by that monster!"

Next, the villagers began to ask questions, and all kinds of questions stirred up the white dragon.

Finally got rid of the enthusiastic entanglement of the villagers, and Bailong walked home with his parents.

Along the way, in response to Bailong's audacity and arbitrary behavior, his parents bombarded criticism and complaints!

"Go take a shower first, don't be so reckless in the future!"

Mother Bai Lianrong complained in her mouth, but her heart was filled with pride in her son.

"It's finally subsided, and the enthusiasm of the villagers is more tiring than killing a monster!"

Cleaning up the blood of the monsters on his body, the white dragon plunged into the bedroom and fell asleep.

In the past few days, because of the monsters, he has kept vigil every day and has not slept well.

Tonight he can finally sleep soundly, and he doesn't have to worry about it anymore!

The night is quiet, and the night flies!

The next morning, the white dragon was woken up by his father's screams.

"Oops, I woke up late, I missed the time for morning exercise, I'm so tired these days, I've overslept!"

Cultivating martial arts must be persistent, and you must not be sloppy, otherwise, the accumulation in the early stage will be wasted!

"Son, the warrior of the Bai family in the provincial capital has come to my Baijia Village, and he wants to see you by name, you hurry up to the village chief's house, he will be waiting for you at the village chief's house. Father Bai Chongyi urged a little nervously.

"Okay, Abba, don't worry, I'll go see him now!"

He put on a white dress, hurriedly washed his face, and immediately ran to the village chief's house.

"Is the Bai family's descendant martial artist? I also want to see it and see what a real martial artist looks like?"

As soon as he entered the village chief's house, Bai Long saw the red light and faint flames in the courtyard, as if there was a fire, and the blood was compelling.

"It's ...... What a heavy masculine ......"

"It's worthy of being a descendant martial artist from the provincial city, much stronger than me!"

The white dragon knew that the faint red light flame in the courtyard was not the real red light, but the powerful blood and masculinity of the warrior.

This kind of flesh and blood masculinity has reached the point of overwhelmingness, giving him a powerful oppression!

He once again felt the horror of the martial arts, which made him even more full of expectations and urgency for future martial arts cultivation.

"You're the White Dragon?"

Suddenly, the man with a strong blood aura asked in a high-minded, indifferent tone.