82_82410 "It must be a dragon!" Ye Qingcheng said to himself firmly.

Even if Yun Tian said that there would be no real dragon in this continent, Ye Qingcheng was still sure that it was the shadow of the dragon! After all, the dragon was alive, and it could fly over from the Great Wilderness, just like Ying Long at the beginning.

Looking at the dragon shadow that was gradually flying away, he raised his hand to condense a pale red earth spirit flame, and after throwing it up, it instantly formed a maroon earth spirit dragon. He flew decisively over its head and steered it in pursuit.

After half a burnt incense, Ye Qingcheng drove the Earth Spirit Dragon, flew over hundreds of mountains, left the mountains, and suspended in the sky above the vast Gobi. As a result, the shadow of the dragon mysteriously disappeared again.

Looking at the autumn land, Ye Qingcheng sighed in frustration and said to himself, "It's gone again." ”

Ever since he entered this mountainous area, he has been haunted by this mysterious dragon shadow, feeling that it is hinting at something, but he has always been confused by the way it has come and gone without a trace.

"Forget it. Ye Qingcheng said: "Don't toss." ”

Leaving the Dark Sun Swamp, he spent the past two years working day and night on penance, wishing he hadn't even slept, but he spent a month here in vain. He once went to the dream eye to ask Yun Tian, but Yun Tian said that he was a curious cat, but he was chasing after the wind.

Right now, the deadline for the challenge is getting closer, and he doesn't have time to waste it here.

After giving up the idea of pursuit, he piloted the Earth Spirit Dragon and flew towards the south, a small city entrenched in the Gobi.

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The dusk is fleeting, and the evening arrives as promised.

The brilliant sunset smeared the western sky, and the bleak autumn wind swept the dead leaves and flew by.

In the small city, there is a bustling street. The aroma of various meals wafts through the air and makes you appetizing.

Suddenly, an exclamation came, "Whose monkey is this?"

"Squeak!" Xiao Wu shouted slyly, took a sugar gourd, and jumped onto Ye Qingcheng's shoulder.

"How many times have I told you, if you want something, I'll buy it for you, and it's stealing to take it without permission. Ye Qingcheng blamed, and at the same time he took out a silver coin, walked up to the man who bought the sugar gourd, and said with a smile: "Don't blame." ”

The man who sold sugar gourds glanced at the beast taming crest on Ye Qingcheng's chest, his face sank instantly, and said, "It's not enough." ”

"Isn't it two copper coins in a string?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

"Not enough. ”

"How much do you want?"

"The beast tamer has robbed!!" The one who sold the sugar gourd shouted inexplicably, startling Ye Qingcheng.

In an instant, everyone turned their faces and cast disgusted glances at Ye Qingcheng.

In the face of this vulgar blackmail, Ye Qingcheng felt helpless in his heart. As the head of the three golden professions, the animal trainer has always been the most respected profession by people, but as a result, due to the arrival of the Yongmen group, in the past two or three years, the reputation of the animal trainer has fallen to the bottom, which is directly linked to waste.

Nowadays, when it comes to animal trainers, everyone curses a lot. Every city, every country, large and small, spends a lot of money every year to train animal trainers, but in the end, they get one failure and humiliation.

Ye Qingcheng snatched the sugar gourd from Xiao Wu's hand, inserted it back, and squeezed it out of the crowd without a sound.

His heart was full of anger, but he couldn't get angry at these people. The angrier these people were, the more they revered the animal trainer before.

After squeezing out of the crowd, Xiao Wu lowered her head guiltily. Ye Qingcheng hid the coat of arms, patted its little head, smiled reluctantly, and said, "We will get back the lost dignity." ”

As he spoke, he glanced up at the sky in amazement. There was a white cloud floating in the sky, slowly changing, its shape like a dragon's shadow.

Suddenly, his heart throbbed, as if sensing some kind of danger, or a silent cry for help.

"It's here!" Ye Qingcheng hurriedly turned his head to look around, and finally stopped his gaze on a wooden shed not far away. It was an inexplicable sense, like a voice calling him over in the dark.

At the southern end of the street, there was a simple wooden shed, which was a small wine shed. There were several tables in front of the wooden shed, and there was a stove, and a shiny cook was standing in front of the fire and stir-frying.

In the wooden shed, several hunters dressed in animal skins sat at the wine table, chatting and drinking. Suddenly, a one-eyed, majestic hunter untied a animal skin burden behind his back, took out a white egg the size of a wine jar, weighed it in his hand, and said to the cook who was stir-frying, "Fireman, do you know what kind of egg this is?"

"Huo!" the cook raised his spoon, turned his head to look at the white egg, and said in surprise, "What a big bird's egg!"

"What birds' eggs? these are dragon eggs!" the one-eyed hunter laughed.

His words caused the others to burst into laughter.

"Don't talk about dragon eggs, it's just a piece of dragon for you to pick up, and you have to get rich. The cook smiled and said, "Where did you come from?"

"Dig it out of a cave in the back mountain. The one-eyed hunter said, "I don't know what kind of bird laid the eggs." ”

"Are you going to sell such a big egg, or do you want to fry it and eat it?" asked the cook.

"How many coppers can this thing sell for?" said the one-eyed hunter, throwing the snow-white eggs over, and said, "Fry it, let everyone taste the taste of this big bird's egg." ”

However, the big white egg in the wine jar was caught by Ye Qingcheng in advance halfway through being thrown.

He took the white egg, walked up to the one-eyed hunter, and smiled, "Can you sell it to me?"

The one-eyed hunter looked Ye Qingcheng up and down, then stood up, shook his nose, sniffed at him rudely, and said, "Beast trainer?"

Ye Qingcheng hesitated, during this time, the beast trainer became a symbol of shame, but he still nodded.

"It turned out to be the master of the beast tamer!" the one-eyed hunter smiled disdainfully: "Rich lord, ten thousand gold coins!"

"Good. Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand and inserted it into his arms, and just wanted to take out the gold coin, but was stopped.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng take out the gold coins, the one-eyed hunter shouted angrily: "Don't sell it!"

Ye Qingcheng couldn't help frowning, and said, "Ten thousand gold coins are not sold, this is enough for you to be rich for a lifetime." ”

"What if there are more gold coins, and there is no shame in putting them on your face?" said the one-eyed hunter arrogantly. The crowd around couldn't help but cast an approving glance at the hunter.

"I'm going to get it. Although Ye Qingcheng also held back his anger, he still said stubbornly.

"Do you want to rob it?" said the one-eyed hunter in a domineering manner: "You guys, usually act as a prestige and ride on our heads, as soon as the 'Yongmen Disaster' comes, they all become shrunken turtles, you have the ability to challenge them!"

"How can I get it?" Ye Qingcheng tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

I saw that the one-eyed hunter sniffed, cleaned his throat again, and then picked up a plate of vegetables, spit thick phlegm into the plate, and sent it to Ye Qingcheng, saying, "Eat it, and this bird egg will be given to you." ”

The people gathered around laughed when they saw that an animal trainer was humiliated.

Ye Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and an anger flashed in his eyes. Then he picked up the plate and slapped it in the face of the one-eyed hunter.

"Smack!" The plate shattered in the One-Eyed Hunter's face in an instant, detaining him with a piece of vegetable scrap. Ye Qingcheng didn't use any force at all, but he smashed several tables in a row and fell to the corner, blood flowed from his face, and his eyes were terrified.

Then, Ye Qingcheng took out a priceless purple gold medal, put it on the wooden table, looked at the hunter who was beaten to the point of bleeding and frightened, and said in a deep voice: "Ten days later, the 'Yongmen Disaster' will hold a final challenge in the Black Wood Cliff. Use this piece of purple gold to buy an admission card and choose a suitable location. When the time comes, I will go on stage and challenge them one by one, keep your eyes open and take a good look. ”

After that, Ye Qingcheng walked out of the wooden shed with a strange white egg