When Dearlando was awakened by the bright sun, he thought he was still in the Dragon Realm, and had succeeded in dealing with the dreaded pod vines. But the lush trees overhead, and the sound of gurgling water next to him, told me that I was still by the pool where I bathed last night.

The sun had just risen, shining on his face through the corner of the rock, and Zoya was long gone, with a hard stone under her head, and the scarf was still there. Diarrando smiled, folded the scarf with Zoya's body scent and put it away, then put on his sun-dried clothes, moved his aching muscles and walked in the direction of the circus station.

After taking two steps, he suddenly thought that Ryses didn't make a fuss about eating, and hurriedly opened the star box to see what was wrong with the young dragon. As a result, he was startled at the sight that Rises's head was much larger, almost half the size of a palm, and his body was still only the thickness of a finger.

"What's wrong with you?" said Deirlando, carefully pulling out the young dragon whose head looked swollen, and examining it worriedly. Not only did the young dragon's head become bigger, but it also kept dripping saliva, and the frightened Diarlando hurriedly broke Riceth's mouth to see if it was poisoned.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Ryses woke up, blinked in a daze, and then spat out something with a snap - it was the universal seedling. After spitting out the seedlings, Ryses's head quickly returned to its normal size. For some unknown reason, the young dragon couldn't swallow the delicacy, so he slept like that for the night.

"......" Dearlando shook his saliva speechlessly, and now it was almost certain that what could get into the Dragon Realm must be what Ryses ate into his mouth. The seedlings were now full of saliva, and Diarlando had to go back to the pool to clean, and there was a lot of accumulation in the star box, and after turning it upside down, the sticky transparent saliva dripped onto the edge of the pool, but fortunately there was no taste.

Ryses was refreshed, and seemed not very hungry because he slept with the ore seedlings in his mouth. Seeing Dearlando cleaning the star box, he croaked at him in dissatisfaction.

"What's it called! It's so disgusting, can you sleep without washing?" Diarrando glared at the unreasonable Rises, and continued to use his hands to try to clear the saliva from the star box. However, when he took his hand out, he found that the mucus had formed a thin film on his hand, transparent, and gradually hardening.

Rubbing his hands together in the water couldn't get it clean, but Zuihou took off a thin layer of gloves completely. The thing hardened rapidly in the air, and when it hit, it sounded like iron and copper, but like metal.

Curiously, Dearlando lifted the hardened "glove" and looked at it, realizing that he couldn't pinch it with his own hands. Then he simply pulled out the sharp dagger that could cut off the dragon gold, and cut it at the thing. With one knife, he could only make a fine mark on it, and it took two more cuts to cut off a small piece.

"What is this? How did your saliva become harder than dragon gold?" Deirlando looked down and looked at the saliva that had been poured on the edge of the pool before, it had also turned into a hard lump, more transparent than crystal, light as nothing, and it could float up with a blow, which seemed to be very close to the characteristics of dragon gold.

Dearlando studied it for a while, but didn't understand what was going on, so he simply put his finger over and let Ryeth lick it, then bubbled in the water and held it up. Sure enough, it soon began to form a thin film again, and it hardened.

"Anyway, your saliva seems to have turned into a reinforcer. If you were to lick all over a piece of armor, would the armor become invulnerable?" Dearlando glanced at Reses appreciatively, then gathered all the saliva crystals he could find, wrapped them in Zoya's scarf, and planned to find Fair to see if there was a way to melt them to strengthen weapons and equipment.

After taking two more steps, he suddenly realized that there might be such a layer of saliva on his dagger. Incomparably sharp, incomparably strong, like dragon gold but stronger than dragon gold, is this the correct way to use dragon gold?

The thought that the dagger might have the saliva of a previous Starlight Dragon on it suddenly felt that it was impossible to look at it directly...... With this ridiculous conjecture, Reises was retracted, and Diarrando hummed a song and walked towards the circus, anyway, there was a chance to test it later. No rush ~ no rush ~

The circus people had already gotten up, and they had almost packed up their things at the moment, and it was estimated that they would soon be able to start again. Many people saw Diarrando with a strange expression on their faces, but they still waved hello.

Diarrando replied with a smile as he wondered if Fair hadn't hinted to them again? The aroma of the food led Diarrando to Aunt Rum's carriage, and anyway there was any breakfast left, and there was a good meal.

Achille and Luna were both helping to clean up the dishes, and when they saw Dirlando and both of them screaming happily, they pounced in front of them, and both of them suddenly paused. Achille smiled, and Luna laughed outright.

"What's wrong with your face, boss?"

"Huh?"

Seeing that Diarlando didn't understand, Luna kindly took out her small mirror and handed it to him: "Brother Diar, look for yourself!"

"I ...... Lean on ......" Diarrando was dumbfounded when he looked at the mirror, at this moment his face was covered with heavy makeup and oil paint, and it was clearly a strong shemale shape, and he actually shook half of the circus with this face.

Diarrando wiped it with his sleeve and found that it couldn't be wiped off at all, it should be a special oil paint for performance, and it must be washed off with special grease. Thinking about it, there is only one person who has the opportunity to do this, and that is Zoya, who accompanied him last night.

Just thinking about it, Zoya came over from the back of the dining car and the head of Lan Li while chatting, saw Diarlando's desperate face wiping, raised her eyebrows playfully, and then continued to chat and walked away.

Diarrando sighed in his heart, he was indeed rude last night, and he could still fall asleep in that situation, no wonder Zoya was angry, so he had to touch his nose and say to Achille and Luna: "You help me pack some food, Luna go and help me find some cleaning grease, I will go back to Fayir's carriage now." ”

Shielding his face, Dearlando ran all the way back to the mage's camp, just in time to bump into the mage doing strange aerobics.

"Fayir, I just found something special, you can take a look. Dearlando held up the saliva crystal wrapped in a scarf and shook it at the mage.

"Oh, that thing makes you suddenly feel the urge to be a woman, is it contagious?" the mage asked rhetorically, stretching his left hand and stretching the muscles of his left waist.

Deirlando's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Fayle dared to laugh at him. He swooped up to the mage and shouted, "Yes, I'm going to infect you now!" and he raised his hand and wiped it from Fayle's face, causing Fayle to fall to the side and fall on his head.

The mage felt that something was wiped on his face, and quickly wiped it with his sleeve, and found that it was just some dirt, so he couldn't help but release two fireballs and smash them on Deirlando's head: "Are you a child?

Dearlando didn't get out of the way, and was hit by the fireball, but this little magic didn't affect him at all. The reason for his pause was that he realized that what he had just done was indeed abnormal, and the idea of a trickster who was originally just a flash in his mind actually did it without hesitation, as if his normal restraint disappeared in an instant.

"I think something is wrong...... Diarrando thinks back, making sure he's out of control and for unknown reasons. Fayer looked at Dierlando, whose face suddenly turned bad, and was also a little worried, after all, this person is like an active volcano, and he can't be sure that everything around him will be blown up that day.

"What's wrong?" the mage asked cautiously, "Did you really make up as a woman by not returning all night last night?"

Diarlando rolled his eyes and said, "No! I just carried out a joking idea that just flashed through my mind, like a child without self-control." ”

Fayle was shocked, but his face didn't show it. The soul of the cursed Holm swallowed by the young dragon contains the magic blood spell of Fikelen, and I don't know if it can be completely purified by the young dragon. If you can't......

Before the mage could make up his mind whether or not to tell Diarrando about this potential problem, Achille had already walked over with a large basket full of bread, cake, cheese, and a bottle of goat's milk. Diarlando, whose attention was immediately attracted away, temporarily put aside his worries just now, and happily ate a comfortable breakfast that he hadn't tasted for a long time.

Luna soon came over with makeup remover, a bottle of clean water and a large sponge. At Luna's insistence, Dearrando gave the job of washing her face to the little girl, and when the circus was back on the road, Deirrando finally climbed onto his mount with a clean face.

Fayer drove his carriage alongside Diarlando's. He pointed to the silk scarf that Dearrando was tied to his belt and asked, "What did you just want me to see?"

"Do you have a knife and dragon gold ore? Lend me one. ”

The mage didn't understand what he was up to, but he took out a charcoal sharpener knife and gave it to Deirlando, and then took a small piece of dragon gold ore about three inches in size from his carriage for a long time.

Dearlando took Ryeth out and made him lick the knife, then doused it with water. After waiting for a while, it was estimated that the film should have solidified, and he took a knife and cut it at the dragon gold ore.

The knife itself was not particularly sharp, so the first knife only left a slight scratch on the dragon gold, but after a few more cuts, the dragon gold was finally cut off. This wasn't the crystals that separated from the fragile point of the crystals last time they were struck with a magic hammer, but actually cut the metal open.

Fayle's startled reins fell from his hand, and his mouth was wide open and he couldn't speak for a long time. Eventually, he swallowed and asked, "How?"

Diarlando threw the saliva crystals wrapped in the scarf to Fai and said with a smile, "Wipe your saliva, there's enough here." ”