Three Hundred and Ninetieth Eighth Chapter Escaped a Catastrophe

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Holding a jug of wine, Luo Shaoyan sat on a chair outside, looking from a distance at Zhu Minglang who was smiling inexplicably by himself on the wide lawn.

As the cold wind blew, Luo Shaoyan took a sip of his wine and sighed lightly: "Blame me, I shouldn't have brought him to play so exciting."

On the lawn, Zhu Minglang guided the aura out again, and said to the blue firefly elf on his palm seriously: "Don't give me any more gifts, this is for taking care of you, good boy, you Now I need to grow my body."

Yingling's big eyes looked at Zhu Minglang, and finally she shook the hair all over her body, as if she wanted to give Zhu Minglang all the good things she had hidden.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

Little Yingling is still too young, and it is a little difficult to communicate.

After many unremitting efforts, Zhu Minglang finally made Xiao Yingling understand that you don't need to give it to others, you absorb it yourself.

Only then did Little Yingling begin to absorb the aura from the fluff into her body.

Immediately, obvious changes appeared on Little Yingling's body, and the fluorescent fluff all over her body glowed with more brilliance, just like an incomparably exquisite lantern made by some ingenious craftsmen, and drew all the fireflies in the forest into the lamp core, making them special. Fluorescence lingers around the lantern.

"Able to absorb??" Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.

The aura was injected into Xiaoyingling's body, and Xiaoyingling's body was obviously a little thicker, and the fluff also became a little longer.

The breath of life is more vigorous, and it can even be felt that its weight has changed.

It turns out that it can also absorb spiritual energy!

But this elf is too friendly.

It can obviously absorb it by itself, but it stores the spiritual energy in the fluff, and then bestows these precious spiritual energy to the first person it sees when it opens its eyes.

"Bobo~"

Little Yingling's cry was really cute, as if she was asking for a kiss from her master.

Zhu Minglang also gave it a big kiss, and then found that little Yingling was sleepy, and her big eyes drooped from time to time.

It should be a gift several times before,

Make it a little tired.

Zhu Minglang held it in his arms, as if he was hugging a fluffy pillow.

The friendly and selfless little Yingling fell into a deep sleep, and Zhu Minglang showed a satisfied smile.

This trip was not in vain.

Got such a very special young spirit.

Cultivate it well, if you can make good use of its natural talent, whether it can transform into a dragon or not is next. After all, such a mobile spirit well can already bring great help to yourself and other dragon pets!

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After standing outside for a long time, the dragon gambling inside was also extremely hot.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to see the Thunder Dragon egg.

After all, the thunder dragon egg is the highlight of this dragon bet.

As a result, Zhu Minglang was immersed in the aura gift from the little Yingling, and missed the follow-up of Thunder Dragon and Dragon Egg.

It seems that there is no fate.

Zhu Minglang didn't care too much, feeling that if this little Yingling could be properly cultivated, it might not be inferior to the thunder dragon.

It's not that there are young dragons with strong bloodlines, they are relatively rare.

But this kind of spiritual well elf is really very rare. In short, Zhu Minglang has never heard of it!

Mr. Koi is right, the potential of any little creature cannot be ignored.

The number of powerful creatures is relatively small, and there are hundreds of millions of small creatures in the world. After all, some natural talents will be born, and if they are cultivated slowly with this ability, their future attainments will even surpass those born with talents. Dragon Creatures!

"I'm not alive!!!"

"I'm dead, don't stop me!!!"

"What kind of bullshit master, your eyesight is only good enough to go to the ranch to watch horses and cows!!"

In the palace, there was a howling of ghosts and wolves.

Young Master Han in silk clothes rushed out, screaming hoarsely, kicking the black and white master dragon beside him with his feet!

Zhu Minglang and Luo Shaoyan saw this scene when they came back from outside.

what's the situation? ?

Is the hermaphrodite Mr. Han a man with epilepsy?

"The tallest building, where is the tallest building in Mancheng? I'm going to go up to drink and watch the moon right now. I don't care about this little money at all. It's just 1.7 million gold. 1.7 million gold. My lord... my lord is dead!!!" Han Su continued to wail outside the gate of the palace.

"Mr. Han's condolences." The queen of Xiayu Kingdom said.

"You...you must be playing tricks. What Lei Gonglong dragon egg, I think it is a wild dragon egg. Your Xiayu Gambling Dragon Palace is deceiving us, return the money to me, this broken wild dragon egg, you take it yourself Go back and drink!" Han Su said angrily.

Beside him was a wild jiao, as small as a green bamboo snake, but Han Su kicked it away in anger.

The queen of Xiayu Kingdom had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught the small wild jiao, otherwise such a small wild jiao would definitely be seriously injured.

"Gambling with dragons is inherently risky. Since Mr. Han knows it well, why are you crying here? Come and see off!" the Queen of Xiayu Kingdom said with a cold face.

A few guards in black immediately appeared and dragged Mr. Han out.

Han Su lost his mind and was like a puddle of mud. When he was dragged away, he was still crying.

Not long ago, Mr. Han Su, who was still handsome and heroic, was no different from a disabled old dog. The change in style of painting was so great that Zhu Minglang forgot to applaud for a while.

"Master Zhu, you see what I said before is correct, this Yingling can bring good luck to people." The queen of Xiayu Kingdom immediately put on a smile like a spring breeze, and said to Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang hugged Xiaoyingling, and nodded in disbelief.

It seems that tonight's protagonist, Thunder Dragon Egg, is finally a wild dragon egg.

Mr. Han fought bloody battles with others, spent 1.7 million gold, and finally got a wild dragon, not even a real dragon...

Queen is also funny.

Her so-called bringing good luck means that Zhu Minglang escaped the disaster of Thunder Dragon Egg because of Yingling, and she didn't even spend a round or two of follow-up money.

Compared with Han Su, Zhu Minglang's loss is really small.

Of course, in the eyes of others, Zhu Minglang is a loss, but Zhu Minglang knows that if he trades the real Thunder Dragon and Young Dragon for Little Yingling, he won't do it!

Some people break down, and some people rejoice.

Thunder Dragon Egg was the main character, and everyone was disappointed and terrified. However, some people succeeded in betting on the dragon and got a high-blooded young dragon worth more than two million gold. Its follow-up cost was only tens of thousands of gold. Because no one is optimistic about this dragon egg...

In this way, Zhu Minglang felt even more that the technique of knowing the dragon was actually a technique of metaphysics.

In the future, if you gamble on dragons, you must bring the girl Xinghua, and you will probably be able to make a lot of money!

"Queen Xiayu, I wish Minglang will be rewarded for nothing. Please also pass on the one hundred thousand gold to the little maid beside you, and express my sincere thanks on my behalf. I like this little Yingling very much. "Zhu Minglang said.