For the past few days, the whiteboard has been roasting meat in the small black room.

There is no smoke in the barbecue in the game world, you can see the blazing flame, feel the hot temperature, but there is no smoke, so that the whiteboard can be grilled for a long time without worrying about the smoke.

The barbecue stored in the space ring was enough for the three of Zhou Fool to eat for a long time, and the whiteboard pondered and prepared to leave.

The pig's head dragged the fat dragon to the third basement floor, placed the fat dragon on the slaughtering platform in a large slaughterhouse, locked his body with iron chains, and blindfolded him.

After doing all this, the pig's head took out a walk-around and started talking to the whiteboard.

"Little San, I caught a dragon monster, it's very energetic, and the meat quality must be very good!

You come to the third basement floor, and we will bleed directly, cut some fresh pieces of meat, and roast them.

The whiteboard holds a walk-around in his hand, which is standard in prison, and one has been assigned since he officially became a junior.

The fat dragon's eyes widened in despair, and he regretted it in his heart.

I knew that I would have listened to the patriarch's words, and if I didn't come out of Yinlong Island, I wouldn't end up like this.

"Okay, Brother Pig's Head, don't mess with the knife, there are a lot of skills in handling ingredients, wait until I go over to teach you!"

The whiteboard responded, and only after the barbecue in front of him was finished did he walk slowly towards the third basement floor.

On the third floor of the basement, all the members of the dragon clan are imprisoned, and there are prisoners of various dragon branches, all kinds of things, and it is really eye-opening to see the whiteboard and keep admiring it.

The whiteboard walked through the aisle in the middle of the iron cage, and the dragon prisoners in the iron cage were all ready to move, thinking that the whiteboard was too young to be bullied.

"Hey, boy, Black Charcoal! You're new here, help me escape, I'll give you the Dragon Treasure!

If you don't help me, I swear I'll eat you! ”

A long, black snake-like dragon opened its mouth wide and threatened.

The whiteboard stopped and looked at the black dragon.

"You're so dark! If you look black, your luck will be even darker! ”

The whiteboard took out the jailer's standard clothes and put them on, directly picked up the iron rod by the iron cage, and walked into the iron cage where the black dragon was imprisoned.

"Bang Bang!"

The whiteboard slammed at the black dragon's head three times, and the black dragon's head directly cracked a big hole, and the blood flowed.

"Ahh I don't dare anymore, my lord, spare me! ”

The black dragon lay on the ground, and was directly beaten into a state of residual blood, and begged for mercy weakly.

"Where's the slaughterhouse?"

The whiteboard asked coldly.

"Ahh Adult, let the little one go! I really knew I was wrong! ”

The black dragon was horrified, thinking that the tabula rasa was really going to kill him, so he trembled all over his body and kept kowtowing.

"I'm not going to kill you! You don't have to be nervous.

I'm here for the first time, I don't know where the slaughterhouse is, tell me, where is it? ”

The black dragon slumped to the ground and whispered:

"In the middle of the pack.

If a prisoner is to be executed, it will rise there and all the prisoners will be able to see it. ”

The whiteboard nodded and said:

"Congratulations, you don't have to be there today!

I'm here to slay the dragon, and you'll have to take a good look at it and see how I cut it off!" ”

The black dragon snorted weakly:

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The tabula rasa walked out of the cage with his head held high, puzzled in his heart.

My strength has increased a lot, can barbecue also enhance my own strength?

It's unheard of, it's hard to imagine.

In the large slaughterhouse in the middle of the third floor, the fat dragon is making the last effort for his life.

"Sir, let me go! I can pay the ransom, lots and lots of ransoms, my father is very rich, you can get a lot of wealth as long as you let me go! ”

The pig's head smiled:

"I don't want money, and I can't spend it if I have it!

You just accept your fate honestly, maybe in 10,000 years, you will be a good dragon again! ”

The fat dragon was horrified and shouted frantically:

"Whiteboard, little sister, help!

Whiteboard, if you don't save me, I'll be eaten! ”

The pig's head was stunned, and it didn't feel right.

Isn't the junior called a tabula rasa?

He was just about to ask carefully when the whiteboard had already walked up to him.

"Little San, do you know him?"

The whiteboard nodded, walked over to the console, and opened the chain that held the fat dragon to it.

The fat dragon felt the chains disappear and wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were all weak, and he didn't have any strength at all.

The whiteboard stepped forward and tore off the blindfold on the fat faucet, and smiled happily:

"Fat Dragon, I said I was going to save your life, I didn't expect it to happen so soon!"

The fat dragon sat up tremblingly, saw the whiteboard in front of him, and thought he was in a dream.

"Whiteboard, have I ascended to heaven?

I can't imagine that you and my brother will reunite here, it's really a creation and a trick, I can't see each other in life, and I will be reunited after death! ”

The whiteboard jumped up and patted the fat dragon on the head.

"Smack!"

The fat dragon's eyes darkened, and he fell into a coma.

The tabula rasa was stunned, why is this fat dragon so fragile, he can't hold it with a slap!

The pig's head asked suspiciously:

"Little San, is he your friend or enemy?

If it's an enemy, it's better to hack to death and eat meat! ”

The whiteboard reluctantly explained:

"Brother Pighead, he is my good brother! But why is he so weak, he can't even hold up my slap! ”

The pig's head shook his head and said:

"Little San, it's not that he's getting weaker, it's that you're getting stronger!

I don't know what adventures you've experienced, but after you woke up this time, your temperament and strength have improved a lot.

I estimate that your strength is already very close to the Mortal Immortal Realm.

It won't be long before you, like us, will advance to the Mortal Realm! ”

The tabula rasa was shocked and said in complete disbelief:

"Me? Where is Wonderland?

Brother Pig-head, don't laugh, how is it possible? ”

The pig's head patted the whiteboard on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Nothing is impossible!

Little San, you have great potential and deep blessings, so it's not strange that any strange things happen to you!

But I have something to warn you about.

The stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility!

Anyone like you is destined to have some missions in life, and you have to discover your mission as soon as possible! ”

The whiteboard was confused, and this was also a question he couldn't understand after thinking about it for a long time.

"Brother Pig's Head, what if I never find my mission?"

The whiteboard asked with a heavy heart.

The pig's head rubbed his hands together and said in embarrassment:

"That's troublesome, you are likely to lose yourself because of the improvement of your strength, this is the most difficult immortal separation when mortals enter the mortal realm, also known as the disaster of loss!

Junior, you don't have to worry, if that happens, the boss will definitely help you!

But I hope you can get through it on your own, it's best for your future! ”

The whiteboard suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly thanked the pig's head for his guidance.

The fat dragon on the ground had already woken up, and asked with wide eyes:

"Whiteboard, is it really you? I'm not dreaming! Am I not dead yet? ”

The whiteboard didn't dare to stimulate him anymore, walked up to his eyes and said:

"Fat Dragon, it's really me! You're lucky to have come to my house!

My little sister and I were looking for you everywhere, and something happened.

But it's good that you're okay, and you're still here, so I don't have to go to you again! ”

The fat dragon was stunned for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and cried.

"Woohoo! Whiteboard, you don't know how much I've suffered these days!

I was really scared to death just now!

Why is your family so terrifying, are you dragon eaters?

Woooooo ”

The whiteboard was angry and funny, and could only comfort him:

"Fat Dragon, you should rest assured now, I do have the ability to make you a dragon.

I have a hundred dragons ready for you, you can eat them at any time and refine your bloodline.

Although this is a bit cruel, these dragons are all death row prisoners, and dying early is a relief for them! ”

As soon as the fat dragon heard this, he immediately came to his senses.

"Really? Whiteboard, don't coax me! ”

The whiteboard nodded and said solemnly:

"I didn't lie to you! Look around, how many dragon prisoners are being held!

These dragon prisoners are all for you!

Fat Dragon, I hope you understand.

Your appearance, my appearance, and your encounter with me are all the destined results of God, and you can no longer eat and wait for death! ”

The fat dragon was ecstatic.

As long as he can complete the dragon transformation and let him dragon become the Jade Golden Dragon King, everything will change for him, and he will no longer need to bear the oppression of other dragon clans.

"Oops!"

The fat dragon suddenly thought of a question and hurriedly said:

"Whiteboard, big things are not good!

The Patriarch has my Origin Essence Blood there, and he can easily find me!

If we succeed in the dragon transformation and can't beat him, we still have to be captured by him and imprisoned by him for bloodletting! ”

The whiteboard was stunned, but he didn't expect Feilong to have such a weakness.

"Big brother, how do you say this kind of thing should be handled?"

The whiteboard looked at the pig's head standing next to it.

The pig's head didn't think about it, and said without hesitation:

"What's so hard about that?

Little San, have you forgotten who you are?

What are the dragons, and what can the patriarch do!

You are a fierce pawn, what are you afraid of?

If he goes against you, he'll be arrested and bet here! ”

The whiteboard asked hesitantly:

"Big brother, am I so powerful? If he is strong, he is one level higher than him, and he is not necessarily his opponent! ”

The pig's head sneered:

"Hey, hey! That's not afraid, it's a big deal for you to come back here.

As long as he dares to come, the boss will shoot him to death in minutes!

You forgot, this is our territory! ”

The whiteboard was relieved and said happily:

"Let's go, let my brother eat these hundred dragons first, and temper the bloodline!"

The pig's head asked curiously:

"To refine the bloodline, do you need to eat a hundred dragons? Who told you this stupid way? ”

The whiteboard nodded, but did not speak, did not explain.

The pig's head smiled:

"How rare! To refine the bloodline, you only need to get the origin essence blood!

In this way, you take him up first, and I will help you ask them for some origin essence blood, it won't take long. ”

The whiteboard asked in surprise:

"Big brother, what are you going to do?

They're all unruly, you're not trying to rob them, are you? ”

The pig's head shook his head and said:

"Let them give it to me!

Junior, follow me to take a look! Maybe you'll use these tactics in the future. ”

The whiteboard nodded and smiled:

"Big brother, you think about me all the time, which really makes the little brother grateful."

The fat dragon chimed in:

"Whiteboard, let me eat them! Anyway, they are all death row prisoners, and sooner or later they will die! ”

The pig's head shook his head and scolded:

"If you eat them, your sins will be much greater, and when the dragon changes in the future, the calamity will be greater, and it will be difficult to survive!

So I advise you not to eat them! ”