True friendship of the golden dragons?

A legendary forbidden contract?

What the golden dragon said before leaving made Lin Mo shiver, there was no need for the other party to deceive himself.

This means that before being taken away, the foodie secretly did his own tricks and feet on him while others were not paying attention.

What a bastard dragon!

I really didn't say it wrong, the level of the gold coin that poked itself in the basket and its foodie ability maintained a year-on-year increase, I didn't expect to make such a show for myself after the most, although it may be out of good intentions, but as the strange gold dragon said, it will cause him unimaginable big trouble.

The next time you catch it, you must lock this bastard in the Dragon Flute, no, seal it into the spear of Longinus obtained from the Third Age civilization for a full hundred years!

One hundred years!

Lin Mo's eyes swept over the street shop that the Portland Sword God crashed into, and still didn't see him, not sure if the other party was dead or alive, but considering that this was no longer a place to stay for a long time, he turned around and returned to the town prayer hall without hesitation.

"Paladin-sama, you're still alive! ”

As soon as he entered the door of the prayer hall, he saw the small town pharmacist waiting alone inside, and when he saw Lin Mo's figure, he immediately rushed over overjoyed.

Sending the little nun Melidore to the back of the prayer hall, he returned halfway through, and secretly peeked inside the gate to spy on Lin Mo's conversation with the golden dragon.

At such a great risk to his life, it was not for the near-miraculous surgical operation that preceded it.

"I'm not a paladin of the Divine Court, and this dress was only lent to me by Melidore temporarily. ”

Lin Mo felt that there was no need to hide it at this moment, the providence of heaven had made people, and his identity had been exposed again by mistake, and it was meaningless to pretend to be a monk of the Divine Court.

"Ahh

The small town pharmacist Li Liang was dumbfounded, this adult with powerful light power was not a person from the Divine Court, which really subverted his cognition.

Prior to this, the little nun of the prayer hall called the other party a knight, so he had always thought that the other party's identity was a paladin of the divine court, although he was wearing a monk's robe, it was not strange.

"I'm a dragon knight of the Royal Dragoon Legion! ”

Lin Mo directly pointed out his identity, after all, this town is still the territory of the Silan Empire.

He still didn't stop at his feet, and walked to the place where the "Dragon General" tactical armor was hiding.

"It's the Dragon Knight, you, where are you going?"

Medicine Master Liliang even had the idea of apprenticeship at this moment, and his mind was full of needles and threads that kept shuttling between the flesh and skin, and he didn't know how to say it for a while, and he was afraid that the other party would refuse.

"I've got to get out of here! Those Portlanders are invaders! Please inform the townspeople that the Portlanders are invading the Empire. ”

"That, that!"

Li Liang's face turned red, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, caught up with Lin Mo, and said loudly: "Lord Morin, no, Teacher Morin, please accept me as a student." ”

"What?"

Lin Mo was stunned, immediately stopped, turned his head and looked at the small town pharmacist in surprise, looking each other up and down.

Take him as a student, teach him something, kill the sword, or the dragon knight's air combat skills?

The eager eyes of the small town pharmacist made him suddenly realize, but he shook his head decisively: "I understand, I'm sorry, I don't accept students, and I don't have time to teach you." ”

"Teacher Morin, I am a third-order pharmacist certified by the Empire, I can concoct processed herbs and primary medicines, and I will definitely not hold you back, please accept me!"

Li Liang's words were like a cannon, and the expression on his face couldn't be refused.

One can imagine the terrible attraction of a new medical treatment that has never been seen before for a pharmacist, even if he is willing to die at this moment.

Chaowen said, you can die at night!

"I can't take you away, and I won't accept you as a student, it's too dangerous to follow me!" Lin Mo shook his head, and then said: "I understand what you want, while you are still here, I can dictate it to you, how much to write down, it all depends on your ability!"

The heart of the healer's parents, the dragon knight immediately gave a compromise solution.

"Okay, okay, Teacher Morin!" Regardless of whether the other party recognized it or not, Li Liang took a bite anyway, and refused to change his name anyway.

The small-town pharmacist pricked up his ears and forced himself into a state of preoccupation, for fear of missing a word or forgetting a word.

"Hehe, I can only kill people, teach you to save people, the dragon god is above, I must be crazy!"

Lin Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, while making preparations before leaving, he dictated the surgical knowledge and battlefield first aid methods he had learned in the Earth Civilization to this third-order small town pharmacist who was obsessed with medical methods.

In the messy town's shops, the dust was a little clearer.

"Lord Glenn, Lord Glenn. ”

Hearing someone calling and moving his body, the Portland Sword God barely opened his eyes, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of purple-black blood clots, his breathing immediately became smooth, and he also saw the person in front of him clearly, and said in a weak voice: "Uh! Hans! Why are you here?"

"Your Excellency, you're alright, thank goodness the terrible dragon has flown away and left town. ”

An embarrassed, grizzled Portland swordsman looked at Glenn nervously, apparently having escaped death.

"Thank you, Hans, I'm fine, help me out of here first, what about the others?"

The thought of that terrible golden dragon made Glenn's heart tighten again, and thankfully, he was still alive.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm afraid it's just you and me. ”

The Great Swordsman hurriedly lifted Glenn up from the pile of almost tattered debris, and the owner of the shop didn't know where to hide, and he didn't come to look at it until now.

The Portland swordsmen who followed Glenn into the town were almost wiped out after being slaughtered by the golden dragons, but because of their strategy of catching turtles in their urns, the civilians who were driven into the house did not suffer too many casualties.

"Damn dragon knight!"

Helped out of the shop by the Great Swordsman, the Portland Sword God stared at the prayer hall not far away, which was still intact.

He apparently used the dragon knights' escape into the town as a deliberate trap to ambush them.

Until now, Glenn and Hans, the great swordsman who supported him, didn't know that the golden dragon in the road was not Lin Mo's mount, and they didn't have the courage to send it again to "throw themselves into the net".

"Lord Glenn, we ······"

Hans, the great swordsman, involuntarily stopped.

"Go back! Please send powerful magic gods and magic gods from above, and you must clean up this giant dragon!

The Portland sword god Glenn, who escaped from the minions of the Killing Dragon, would never have the idea of breaking into the prayer hall and continuing to hunt down Lin Mo, regardless of whether he was seriously injured or not.

That irresistible tail flick left too deep an impression on him, even a shadow.

The two of them did not hesitate further and quickly left the town.

A golden dragon of unknown origin, a team of Portlanders on a chase mission, and a dragon knight of the Slan Empire who fled for his life, the causal entanglement between the three parties is really cut, chaotic, and intricate, so intricate that people sigh that fate makes people sigh.

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Sky Dragon City.

A flight that was unexpectedly delayed was destined to take off again.

"Listen, young golden dragon, although this set of battle armor is lent to you to wear, but it is absolutely not allowed to steal your mouth, not even lick it, otherwise the dragon king will definitely send you to dig a mine for a lifetime, and if it is slightly damaged, hehe, before you arrive at the battlefield outside the sky, you will turn to ashes without any suspense, and you will never be spared! If you don't want to be burned to death, or don't want to be a miner, just remember my words, be honest!"

The fire lava dragon is educating his juniors, that lazy little slippery head, the poor worm who was assigned to the battlefield outside the sky by the dragon king.

Of course, it had to prevent the young gold-based dragon from secretly devouring this expensive set of dragon battle armor.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Blazing Wind, you've said it 100,000 times, and my ears are about to have calluses, do you think I'm a turtle? ”

The golden dragon lay on the ground and continued to pretend to be dead, but he glanced at the huge set of battle armor absently, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

One set is far from enough, and if it comes to ten sets of eight, it may be difficult to move its mouth.

I used to think that Sky Dragon City was heaven, but since I was brought back by the Silver Dragon Law Enforcement Captain, the gold coin felt like I had fallen into hell, and the food was simply terrible, and the rough black iron was worse than pig food.

The dragon god is above! These big men of the dragon clan have abused it so much, it is better to kill it.

When I think of the earth where the smelting technique is extremely developed, the golden dragon is a tear.

That world is simply heaven, grab a handful of dirt, and it contains Mithril (titanium) in it.

Damn the Third Age civilization, Uncle Long hates you to death!

"Don't play dead, put on your battle armor and set off with me. ”

The fire lava dragon roared with rage, slamming the ground and sparks flying in all directions.

It didn't mind beating this little bastard again, even if it was punished by the elders of the War Dragon Palace.

This golden dragon was the most scoundrel he had ever seen, and at best it was a lack of discipline, and at worst it was a lack of beating, and I really didn't know how the dragon knight of the human race could stand it.

For a moment, Blazing Wind felt a little sympathetic to the poor Terran dragon knight.

"Uncle Long wants to sue you, wait for Uncle Long's lawyer's letter! Okay, okay, I'll just wear it." ”

Since he got the fierce fire dragon in front of him that he crashed into his own "intercontinental strategic missile" that day, the unlucky child of gold coins can only take advantage of his words, he can't fight, he can't escape, and the only thing left is to accept his fate.

It seems that today is no matter what, and the orders of the Dragon King cannot be disobeyed.

Hmm, the battlefield outside the sky, outside the sky!

It seems that there can be a way, maybe be able to contact that guy from Morin.

He has to find a way to get himself out of the way quickly, otherwise the hundred years of service will have to kill Uncle Long.