Lin Mo, who had been 120,000 careful since the day he signed the dragon god contract with this stupid dragon, had already played this guy in the palm of his hand more than once. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of repeated teachings, so, history repeats itself again......

"Huh, Qi Fei, why are you here?"

This sentence was like a spell full of great terror, and it scared the golden dragon to death on the spot.

Reflexively stopped, like a bulldozer, pushing out a deep straight ditch, it looked around, completely ignoring the dragoon who was already close by.

"Oh, oh, what's going on?"

The silver dragon Rimi Yoxi's pair of dragon eyes glared at the boss, and his tone was full of incredulity.

It saw with its own eyes the golden dragon that was about to pounce on the Terran dragoon, as if it suddenly sensed something terrible lurking around, waiting for an opportunity.

Even the two silver dragons also became nervous, looking around with the golden dragon.

"Don't look at it! there's no danger around!"

The silver dragon shook his head.

Although it was far away and couldn't hear what Lin Mo had done to the gold coin, it was able to roughly guess something.

"You know?"

Rimi Yoxie looked at Yu in surprise again, the young female silver dragon had been very calm throughout, as if she had long expected that the golden dragon that had fallen into a rage would not be able to harm the Terran dragoon Merin.

"Huh!"

You suddenly smiled and said, "How can the first real gold-based dragon knight in history be in vain. ”

At the end of the discourse, there is a unique idiom.

The forbidden contract between the gold coin and Lin Mo, I'm afraid it is one of the few people who know, and it won't be easily broken.

"Golden Dragon Knight?!"

Rimi Yoksi smacked at the meaningful word and exchanged glances with the other silver dragon, Clint.

If you want to truly become a dragon knight who kills a dragon, most of them have some means, otherwise they would have become a meat puree!

This Terran dragoon is really a master and a daring man. I don't know what kind of means I used to really subdue that stupid dragon.

"Boss?"

Like a frightened rabbit, the gold dragon coin looked around cautiously, and the spurs on his body withered.

Suddenly, as if it understood something, it turned around viciously.

"Maureen. You lied to me!"

The earth-shattering roar could still be faintly heard even from the stone castle thirteen kilometers away.

The corners of Yu's mouth lifted slightly, and it knew that this was the case.

There is no hope for this stupid thing.

The two adult silver dragons looked at each other again, as if they had guessed something.

Lin Mo unhurriedly took out a big brother-like mobile phone, which is the first generation of Dragoon's mass-produced communication equipment, which can be directly connected to satellites, and can also be connected to nearby ground communication base stations and short-wave communication piles with backward compatibility technology.

"Gold!

With an external speaker module, Qi Fei's voice came out from inside.

It's like a vat of ice water, which extinguishes the arrogance of the golden dragon on the spot without a trace.

If it's secluded on the edge. I'm afraid that most of them will have to applaud Lin Mo warmly for turning around.

The food and the proprietress made Uncle Long love and fear.

Where is the gold-based dragon that has been pinched and the sore foot still has the great reputation of the killing dragon, and the rest is almost kneeling and licking.

"Wood, wood!"

The golden-based dragon with all the arrogance dissipated stammered, and his confidence was insufficient.

"You've caused trouble for my mother again!

Qi Fei's voice is not loud, and with the help of external speakers, it can only be transmitted to a dozen steps away at most, and it will not be heard clearly if it is far away, even so. still makes this foodie honest.

A loud voice does not mean that the reason is loud, and a roar of more than two hundred decibels is easily overwhelmed by a voice of forty or fifty decibels.

"No trouble! No trouble!"

The gold-based dragon, who has always regarded the trouble-making basket as a common thing for writers, will also feel a headache when he hears the word "trouble" at this moment. However, it is a little suspicious, how can it still cause trouble if it has escaped to the underground world and honestly worked as a miner for two days?

"Hmph, who gnawed on the trial version of several 'halos' in the Alchemy Department? Could it be me?"

Qi Fei coldly threw out the incriminating evidence, and the golden dragon that couldn't deny it retracted the blades on his body.

The tooth marks left are still fresh, and they haven't had time to oxidize naturally!

Who else can this guy have besides gold coins, the obvious evidence is ironclad!

"Me. I'll pay for it!"

Those who have already been trained by the proprietress know that if they make mistakes, they must admit that they must be beaten up, and the golden dragon laughed a few times and chose to confess and be lenient.

Even in front of the Dragon King, I had never seen this thing so low.

"I'll send the bill to Lin Mo. You slowly compensate for it!"

Qi Fei immediately issued a final judgment and labor reform.

Overseer, its dragoon.

The best way to avoid losses against these gold-based dragons who turn on the aura of destruction anytime and anywhere is to work to compensate for the losses caused by them.

Of course, there is a premium for this compensation, and a loss fee of 100 yuan needs to be compensated by the labor value of 200 yuan.

Capitalists don't have a conscience, evil dragons need evil people to grind, Qi Fei is more able to suppress these lawless guys in a sense, so the work of co-opting the golden dragon clan in Misty Rock Village is generally very smooth except for some small twists and turns.

Zifi hung up the call.

The golden dragon was like a deflated ball, slumped on the ground, and the proprietress like the "living Hades" no longer paid attention to it, and immediately gave birth to a sense of happiness in her heart for the rest of her life.

After three or four breaths, it raised its head again, just in time to see Lin Mo looking over for a long time.

"You, what do you mean?"

After being taught a lesson by the proprietress, the tone of the golden dragon, who was still angry, unconsciously weakened a lot.

Sooner or later, Mo Lin's dogleg will be used by Uncle Long to grind his teeth.

Although he hated in his heart, he didn't dare to reveal half of it on the surface, for no other reason, this guy's current supervisor, if he was caught. Maybe a large group of golden dragons will rush up and press it to the ground and beat it fatly, no, there is no need for those stupid kinds, just the silver dragon in the distance.

The good dragon does not suffer the loss in front of him, and the gold coin uncle swallowed his anger again.

That being said, if only a Mithril rod was dangling twice in front of its eyes now. I guarantee that this foodie will forget all the deep hatred and hatred in the blink of an eye, and I don't know which Java country.

"Have you rested?"

Lin Mo's left hand touched the bracelet-shaped space system alchemy memory on his right wrist.

The Mithril Rod?The golden dragon's eyes lit up, and his brain couldn't help but make up

Boom!~

The heavy dragon slashing sword slashed at its head again, guess wrong!

"I'm going to mine!"

The whole world lost its color, and the golden dragon turned around in a dull way, ready to continue digging its own pit.

"Pack up and get ready to leave!"

Lin Mo walked over to the pile of gold-clad uranium piers and two or three gold-clad plutonium piers of kittens, and put them into his spatial alchemy storage.

"I think I'll be able to dig a little longer!"

The tone of the golden dragon that couldn't lift his spirits sounded like "I can save it again".

"That's enough!"

Lin Mo waved his right hand, and the weapon-grade uranium-235 and plutonium-239 collected so far were enough to create a batch of tactical nuclear weapons.

This primary deposit cannot be mined in two or three days, and I want to completely turn it over. It will take at least a month.

"Okay!"

The golden dragon followed behind Lin Mo and walked towards the stone castle dejectedly.

The uranium ingots on the perimeter of the stone fort have all been recovered, and the remaining radioactive contaminated area is still functioning, but over time, the radiation decay will make the area less and less radioactive, and it will not take more than a year at most, until it disappears completely.

"Gold!"

Silver Dragon Yu looked at the listless golden dragon behind Lin Mo, and his eyes blinked. Suddenly he shouted.

Well?!

The golden dragon raised its head and looked at it suspiciously. Confirm that it is the nasty ghost who is calling himself.

"Hmph!~"

Uncle Gold Coin snorted lightly disdainfully, and turned his head away from looking at it.

"Look!!"

Yu suddenly shouted in utter surprise, its gaze staring straight at the dark dome of endless darkness.

But there was not a single light source there, and nothing could be seen at all.

"Second goods!"

The golden dragon, who had long seen through this childish trick, muttered angrily, and looked at the other party's line of sight very casually, his gaze suddenly frozen.

No. Wait, there was something to see, a shiny thing flying across the sky.

Obviously, it wasn't a, it wasn't an airplane. But......

"Mithril Rod!"

The golden dragon slammed on the ground as if reflexively, its wings flapping into the air, and rushing towards the remaining Mithril staff.

"Mine, mine, is my ......"

This time, it wasn't Lin Mo who threw the Mithril Stick, but You.

"It seems to be no different from a earth dog!" This sentence seemed to have just fallen in his ears, and the two adult silver dragons looked at each other, and found that they were speechless.

"Morin, only you know me best!"

The golden dragon who came back with the Mithril rod in his mouth was like a fuss in the blink of an eye, as if Fang Cai's anger had been completely forgotten.

It was considered an additional reward that Lin Mo had given himself.

"It's not me, it's You!"

Lin Mo angrily pointed to Yu who was standing with the two adult silver dragons.

This eyeless guy is destined to be played like a dirt dog.

"Huh?!"

The gold coin looked at him suspiciously, and was furious on the spot.

"How daring! dare to play Uncle Long!"

As soon as the words fell, a muffled boom was heard, and the figure of the golden dragon disappeared in place, but appeared a hundred steps away, planted upside down in the ground.

With the same carrot and stick method as Lin Mo, You has already played very skillfully, but he can't convince this foodie.

- (To be continued.) )