The man was dressed in a tattered jacket and a Western cowboy-like top hat, which was covered with dust and dirty.

The main thing is that his two arms hang down very unnaturally, and he is obviously a wasted person.

I know this man, First Knight of the Holy See, Prince Chick. At the Vatican General Assembly, it was he who fought with the Holy Knights' plaster of dog skin. Although he cut off one of the arms of the dog skin plaster, his arms could not withstand the particle shock, and he became a waste.

On that day, the Holy See suffered an unprecedented blow. His Majesty the Pope was dropped by the notorious Overseas Soul Collectors, and the Holy Knights were almost wiped out by the dogskin plaster.

And at that time, Chen Wuye didn't know what benefits he had received from the Holy See, and the Muir Black Angels of the Inquisition, who had been provoked, were furious, and led a group of black angels to chase after this group of murderers. Two of the Big Three were gone at once, and only one of the Vatican's exorcists was left to support Lisya.

It can be said that after this battle, in the circle of international exorcists, the Holy See has completely lost its former glory.

After that battle, Prince Chick was supposed to be taken to the best hospital to treat his arms, but after that day, Prince Chick disappeared, and no one could find him.

Some people say that Prince Chick wanted to avenge his subordinates, and chased the black-robed cloak to the endless abyss with a single sword, while others said that Prince Chik's arms were useless, and he felt shameless to mix in the circle anymore, so he quietly chose a place to live in seclusion.

It is even said that Prince Chick was secretly executed by the Reverend Lisya, as if by order of His Majesty the new Pope......

If you want to say that human affection is like this, when you have the ability, people flatter you, and the mountains look up. But if you become a waste, people will soon forget about you. Prince Chick is like this, he used to be very prosperous, hugging back and forth, but now that both arms are gone, even if anyone remembers him, they will only return the look with pity and schadenfreude.

At this time, Prince Chik was alone and alone, but he didn't know why he appeared in the Dragon Hidden Base.

Because Prince Chick's appearance had changed dramatically after that setback, few people recognized him. That is, I have special eyes, so I can see it at a glance. I didn't say anything at the moment, but I looked at him curiously, my heart full of doubts.

To say that a master is a master, although Prince Chick's arms are useless, his keen intuition is still there, probably sensing that I am looking at him, Prince Chick suddenly turned his head and stared at me expressionlessly. I hurriedly lowered my head, for fear of being recognized by him, but I didn't think that someone around me said angrily: "Look at what! Didn't you hear my eldest speak? Dare to take another look at the eyeballs that gouged out your eyeballs! ”

The person who spoke stood behind Ma Congyue, and he felt a little bit like a dog fighting a person. The most important thing is that he looks like a big horse monkey, hunched over, furry, and after scolding Prince Chik, he still looks around proudly, wanting to show himself.

I said in my heart that this grandson is really cheap, although Prince Chik has wasted his arm, like a tiger falling into Pingyang. But the tiger is still a tiger in Pingyang, how can he be allowed to be a hyena barking here?

I thought that Prince Chick would have to stand up and teach him a lesson, but to my surprise, Prince Chik lowered his head silently as if he had confessed, as if he didn't dare to argue with the big horse monkey.

I think there are dim sum stoppers, the so-called heroic twilight, is talking about the current situation of Prince Chick, right?

The exorcists around him either sneered or booed, obviously not taking Cheng Cheng's group of ghost merchants seriously. You must know that there are few people who are afraid of death in this business, and those who are really afraid of death dare not come here at all.

Ma Congyue also knew that it was impossible to suppress hundreds of people on the other side with his more than 20 people, he just routinely announced that he could deter as many people as he could, and by the way, he could touch everyone's bottom through everyone's reactions.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the side: "Cheng Cheng, let your subordinates stop talking nonsense, when you come to the Longyin base, you have to look at their own means." Lord Dragon King said, this time the real dragon is rare to see in a thousand years, if it is not for the fact that our clan can't distribute it, how can we take it out and trade it for you? ”

There was a lot of discussion among the exorcists around, and more than half of them didn't understand why the dragon breeders of the ancient Ori tribe would be willing to exchange the thousand-year-old true dragon for it.

Actually, I don't really understand, I just know that there are so many exorcists gathered here, and they are actually all coming for this real dragon.

The hoarse old man was also a dragon breeder, although his eyes were not as strange as those of the strange-eyed old man, but his whole head was flat, and with two oddly shaped beards, he was a big catfish head.

Don't look at the head of a catfish, this old man speaks very neatly, and he explains the origin of this real dragon clearly in a few words.

Speaking of which, this real dragon was really raised by the dragon breeders of the ancient Ori tribe. The body of this true dragon is a small four-clawed snake that was born with four claws. This genetically mutated creature is actually the favorite of dragon breeders, as long as it passes the secret method within the clan, once the dragon is successful, it will definitely bring great benefits to the dragon breeder.

The dragon keeper of this true dragon is a well-behaved old man, who has cultivated this four-clawed little snake for decades, but has never been able to truly turn into a dragon. For this reason, the old man did not hesitate to find countless residents from the outer lands and feed them one a day.

Later, this four-clawed little snake ate more people, and everyone looked at it as if they were looking at food, and suddenly one day, I didn't know how to taste the blood of this obedient old man.

So on a dark and windy night, the obedient old man who lived alone was secretly gnawed off by a four-clawed snake, and the person died on the spot.

It is also strange to say that the four-clawed little snake, which has never been able to successfully transform into a dragon, has undergone earth-shaking changes after swallowing the melon seeds of this dragon farmer's head. The first is that the four claws have changed from flesh claws to dragon claws, and secondly, the snake scales on the body have also changed from blood red to golden red.

Then the horns on the top of the head and the body grew, and it was a real five-clawed golden dragon.

It is said that that night, in the entire Outer Land, all the small snakes, pythons, carps, turtles and other creatures raised in the sky and roared to celebrate the birth of the true dragon.

So the Dragon King himself went out to the house of the obedient old man, and then saw the first five-clawed golden dragon ever.

At that time, the Dragon King knelt on the ground, thinking that this was the first five-clawed golden dragon that God had brought them. It's just that the five-clawed golden dragon has been eating people since he was a child, and now it has formed a qualitative transformation from a snake to a dragon, and he doesn't take people seriously, and he looks at the dragon king who is kneeling on the ground, and directly wants to swallow him alive.

This dragon king is the boss of all the dragon breeders of the ancient Ori tribe, and his ability is naturally not a problem. At that moment, when he saw the five-clawed golden dragon coming over to devour people, not only was he not afraid, but he trembled with excitement. While beckoning the dragon breeders around him to lay a net, he personally used his body as bait to lure the other party into the trap.

Anyway, after some tossing, I finally caught this five-clawed golden dragon, but after catching it, the problem also came, how should this five-clawed golden dragon be handled?

According to the rules of the ancient Ori tribe, whoever raises the dragon is who's whoever. Even the Dragon King can't deprive the dragon keeper of this right, because this is the basic guarantee for the dragon keeper to be able to raise dragons in a steady stream.

But the real dragon breeder was swallowed alive by this five-clawed golden dragon, and the current dragon is ownerless.

The Dragon King wanted to keep this dragon for himself, but he was unanimously opposed by all the dragon breeders, everyone thought that when he caught this five-clawed golden dragon, so many people had made efforts, why did he want you to get this dragon?

Everyone, you say a word to me, no one wants to give up this five-clawed golden dragon that is rare for thousands of years, and the angry Dragon King wants to draw a knife on the spot to chop up this group of disobedient things and feed the dragon.