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Lin Mo didn't even bother to look at these delusional Scullou magnates anymore.

Their eating appearance is too ugly, and they always want to pull others into battle for their own general front, and they sit back and enjoy the results.

There is no such good thing in this world!

In troubled times, human life is not as good as dogs, and the Slan Dragon Knight decided the fate of these Skuru people with a fluttering word.

Prince Skulu saw this clearly, and would rather work hard with his own hands for a full meal like a commoner, rather than accept the so-called "support" of these daydreamers! These people are simply killing themselves.

For the difficulties and ups and downs in the future, Hinton has long been mentally prepared, he will spend a lifetime to fulfill this wish, maybe one generation can't do it, then two generations, three generations, until the day when the Skulu people return to the country.

The things given by others may be taken away at any time, and he believes that he does not rely on external forces, and what he has worked hard bit by bit is truly his own.

The two sides spoke briefly, but tacitly.

If the Skulu people want to restore the country, they can only use their intrigues openly and honestly, and play conspiracy and trickery with the Slan Empire, I am afraid that they will not be able to break their wrists, but they will give their lives in vain, and these Skoulu magnates who have been killed are the best footnote.

"The 4th Brigade and the 5th Brigade are really lucky, the four 'Ascending Dragons' were only shot with seven arrows, and they can be properly repaired in an hour, and nearly twenty Wyvern Knights are also capable of this, which is really high esteem for them. ”

"This time, it's our turn to counterattack into the Anstraser Empire and destroy them! ”

"I thought the same thing, it's so exciting to beat the Anstrasses all over the ground in the sky, hahaha. ”

The two alchemists and several soldiers were talking and laughing as they held the three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrow in their hands and prepared to return to the barracks.

Several "Rising Dragon" propeller fighters that were wounded in battle yesterday were shot by the Anstrasser Wyvern Knight with a bow and arrow, several finger-sized holes. There was no need to replace the skin, it didn't take much effort to restore it as new.

"Dumplings!dumplings!dumplings......"

Suddenly hearing an inexplicable burst of broken thoughts in their ears, the alchemist and the soldiers turned their eyes and immediately frightened.

The giant dragon with sharp blades was lying on the edge of the runway, staring at the constructed combat aircraft, salivating.

What does this dragon want to do?

The soldiers looked at each other, and only the two alchemists realized something in disbelief, and their faces immediately turned pale.

In addition to the famous murderous and warlike murderers, the golden dragon clan is the nemesis and killer of almost all metal creations, and each "rising dragon" is produced from parts to assembly. It will take at least two months, but it will definitely not take two minutes to get into the belly of this big dick.

Shouldn't this gold-based dragon want to eat all these precious constructed combat aircraft? The dragon god is above, this is going to be a big thing!

"Let's go!"

The alchemist and the soldiers tacitly glanced at each other, and hurriedly left.

But as soon as they took two steps, a dragon's tail swept over and stopped them, and the golden dragon was still staring at those "rising dragons" with straight eyes, as if he couldn't care about these human races for a while.

Goo. The unlucky ghosts, who drank cold water early in the morning and stuffed their teeth, swallowed their saliva involuntarily and glanced blankly at the dragon tail in front of them.

What is this for?

The two alchemists seemed to remember something, and hurriedly threw out all the metal products on their bodies, coins, jewelry, and some metal tools. Without the slightest hesitation.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, and immediately threw out the three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrows in their hands as if they were hot hands, and then threw money and weapons.

Reason with the Killing Dragon, that's a lot of brains! If you don't want to die, you can quickly throw away all the metal products on your body.

The dragon's tail swept slightly. The three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrows all disappeared, leaving only a few remaining eagle feathers fluttering to the ground, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had guessed correctly, and they looked at each other and quickly slipped away as if they had seen a ghost.

This time, the golden dragon didn't stop them again, after all, the body was clean and slippery, and even half a copper could not be found, so it was difficult to arouse the interest of this foodie again.

The golden dragon glanced at the bits and pieces on the ground disdainfully, no matter how small the mosquito was, it was still meat, and when the dragon's tail was about to sweep over and continue to devour, Lin Mo's voice came from afar.

"What are you doing here?"

Got up from bed early in the morning, but found that his dragon companion was not outside the door, Lin Mo immediately looked for it, and as expected, he saw this foodie here looking at those "Rising Dragon" propeller fighters drooling.

"Hiss!~ No, it's nothing! Uncle Long is just blowing the wind!"

The golden dragon couldn't help but shudder, and was almost caught, and hurriedly pretended to look around as if he was looking at the scenery.

Damn dragon knight, if you don't keep an eye on it, you'll die!

"Don't stand there stupidly, come here, get ready to go!"

Waving his hand at the foodie, Lin Mo didn't feel at ease at all about letting it be here alone, of course he understood how tempting these "Ascending Dragon" propeller fighters were for a golden dragon.

There is no cat in the world that does not steal, and there is no gold-based dragon that can control its mouth, and the production cost of each "rising dragon" is not low, but this guy with a criminal record can't control himself and take the opportunity to steal food.

Still won't move?

The dragon knight frowned, he pulled out a black steel rod from the alchemy memory, threw it a few times, and threw it hard into the distance.

As soon as the shiny black steel rod appeared, it attracted the attention of the gold dragon gold coin, and the moment the parabola was drawn, the dragon wings fluttered and soared into the air like a conditioned reflex, chasing after it.

"Huh!"

That's right, Lin Mo shook his head, and then went to wash up with confidence.

He is the only one who can handle this murderous foodie so easily.

"Lord Morin!"

Sitting at a rectangular wooden table in the open air, with fried pancakes with bacon and wheat porridge for breakfast, Lin Mo saw Prince Skulu Hinton coming over with his sister Princess Cynthia.

Both of them had red eyes, and they obviously cried a few times.

"Morning, Hinton, Cynthia, sit down, have you eaten breakfast?

Lin Mo pushed the rattan basket full of pancakes and bacon in front of him in front of him in front of him to show his hospitality.

"No, thank you! I sent my sister over, hoping that the adults would take care of her!"

Hinton nodded to his sister, who had been a little princess of Skulu in a slightly clean outfit and carrying a large bag in her hand, only sobbing twice from time to time.

The brother and sister cried almost all night, and Hinton finally persuaded her sister to follow the dragon knight to a safer place, not to suffer with him, and to face those unpredictable dangers.

Cynthia must be very obedient, can do a lot of work, is not afraid of dirty, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of tiredness, and eats very little. ”

As if thinking of her future fate, Cynthia lost her liveliness yesterday and became very restrained and timid.

In the days without my brother's protection, I am afraid that I can only carry it by myself at any time.

"Heh, hehe, hahahaha!"

This little Lori's words made Lin Mo pause, and then he laughed, patted the table, and said: "Where is there so much dirty and tiring work? ”

These words must have been taught by Hinton.

Entrusting my sister to others, I'm afraid I also have a certain amount of psychological preparation, as long as I can have something to eat, I am already satisfied.

"Well, thank you, sir!"

Prince Hinton of Skulu bowed deeply to Lin Mo, and then trotted away without looking back, for fear that he would regret his decision when he saw his sister again.

"Well, in that case, let's go now!"

Lin Mo drank the wheat porridge on the plate in front of him in two bites, grabbed the rattan basket with most of the pancakes and bacon slices, and stood up.

Cynthia glanced back at her brother who was far away, two lines of tears crossed her face, and she nodded wordlessly, following closely behind Lord Slan Dragon Knight.

"Gold coin, there is a little guest today, evolve quickly, the two-seater 'demon' form! I'll let you eat when I go back!

The ruthless and unscrupulous dragon knight kicked the golden dragon who was grinding his teeth with a black steel rod.

"Are you sure?"

This foodie doesn't care if there are any small customers, it cares more about filling the stomach.

"When did I lie to you?"

Lin Mo kicked again angrily.

"Hmm! Let's go! Uncle Long wants to have a full meal today, I want one, no! Ten 'Shenglong' will be my main meal, and I want Xuangang stuffing!"

The golden dragon began to get carried away again, and resolutely ran through the tradition of the golden dragon clan that did not fight for three days and rebelled.

"Get out!"

The Dragon Knight, as always, rejected these ridiculous reasons.

After a dazzling evolution of the structure, almost dazzled, the stunned little princess Cynthia of Skulu still did not come back to her senses.

"Let's go up!"

Lin Mo carried this little girl unceremoniously, stuffed it into the back seat that was exposed after the cockpit cover was lifted, automatically buckled the safety belt, threw the big burden into the alchemy storage, and then stuffed the rattan basket with most of the food left into her hand, and said: "Take it, when you are hungry, you will use it to pad your stomach, and when we get to the place, we will have a hearty meal." ”

"My lord, it, is it a golden dragon?"

Cynthia, clinging to the rattan basket and the baggage, thought she was in a strange-looking constructed aircraft.

- (To be continued.) )