Chapter 217 Opening of the Qifeng Festival

The little guy was able to float in mid-air from birth, and after swimming a little, he jumped onto Du Ziyuan's shoulder.

It was propped up on two hind legs, its slender body straightened up, and then it put its two front paws on Du Ziyuan's face, and rubbed its head against Du Ziyuan one after another, looking very intimate. The childish cry kept coming out of the mouth: "baa~"

"Too bad, how could it be the sheep?" Du Ziyuan was puzzled, "Could it be that they hatched early and were stunted?"

He hastily put the little dragon in his palm, and held it up to observe.

Magic mirror!

Through the magic mirror, Du Ziyuan saw Xiaolong's blood race.

The golden-eyed ink dragon, a variant of the ink dragon, has reached the level of a pure-blooded dragon species!

"Pure blood dragon? Didn't you say it was a defective product? Why did it hatch out to be a pure blood dragon instead?" Du Ziyuan looked at Xiao Jin unexpectedly, "Your blood is really useful, do you want some more?"

Xiao Jin quickly covered his hands, and shook his head with aggrieved expression: "No, Master, don't draw my blood anymore."

"Uh... why are you calling me like a vampire?" Du Ziyuan threw the pineapple bun to her. If she doesn't want bloodletting, let her go, anyway, the golden-eyed ink dragon has already hatched.

He looked at the little guy who kept circling around his fingers: "I have to give you a name. Since it's Mo Long, let's put an ink character in it. What should I call it? Little Mo? No, This sounds a bit like selling airplane cups, Xuan Mo? Uh, it still doesn't work, this name is too magical... Forget it, you little guy is as thin and long as bamboo, so let's call you Mo Yun. "

"Baa~" The little guy seemed to like this name very much, raised his head and called to Du Ziyuan happily.

"Hey, why is the sound so strange? You don't think you are a sheep, do you? Although you both have horns, you and sheep are not of the same species." Du Ziyuan felt a little headache, maybe this is a defective product problem lies in?

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Three days later, Aolan Kingdom's large army finally arrived at the imperial city of Qifeng Kingdom, and there were only two days left before the Qifeng Festival began.

"Where did you get so many things?" Pei Mingyang looked at the pile of mine title deeds in his hand, completely confused.

Du Ziyuan said: "There are a bunch of people insisting on giving it to me, but it's useless for me to hold it, so you can work harder and exchange it for me with the property of Haifeng County."

"The value of these things is not low. How could someone give them to you for nothing?" Pei Mingyang asked in disbelief.

"There's nothing you can do about your character." Du Ziyuan spread his hands.

Seeing that he was so shameless, Pei Mingyang had nothing to do. He just handed over the title deed to the fifth child, and planned to deal with it at that time.

Aolan Kingdom sent relatives here, so naturally someone from Qifeng Kingdom would come to welcome them. Not long after they waited outside the city gate, the Qifeng Kingdom's welcome team came over in mighty form.

The leader was a man in his thirties, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very burly figure. Compared with Pei Mingyang, they are completely two extremes. The mount under his crotch is not ordinary either, it looks like a wolf in appearance, but it is nearly two meters tall.

Du Ziyuan glanced at the magic mirror, and immediately recognized that it was a powerful monster called Blizzard Beast. Its cultivation had reached the peak of spiritual cultivation, and it might become a great monster at any time.

[To have such a high-level mount, this guy must be the prince of Qifeng Kingdom. 】

The facts were just as Du Ziyuan had guessed, as soon as the man arrived, the envoys of Aolan Kingdom immediately paid homage, shouting "Prince". However, the prince ignored them, and directly drove the wind beast to Princess Yunman's carriage.

He glanced at Du Ziyuan, Pei Mingyang, and Lao Wu who were standing beside him. He only lingered on Lao Wu for a moment, then he pulled out a long spear hanging from the wind beast, intending to challenge him directly. Driving curtain.

"Prince! No!" Aolan Kingdom's envoy hastily exclaimed, wanting to stop his reckless behavior.

However, the prince of Qifeng Kingdom had a sneer on his face, showing no intention of stopping at all.

The fifth child wanted to stop him, but a sense of crisis suddenly hit him. It turned out that one of the people who followed the prince not far away was a swordsman who was pulling out a part of his sword. That blatant killing intent directly locked on the fifth child. With such a small distance, if the fifth child dared to attack the prince, he would definitely be greeted by a stormy attack from a swordsman.

Seeing this, Pei Mingyang was furious, and was about to step forward to stop him. However, someone was one step ahead of him.

When the prince's spear tip was still half a meter away from the car curtain, an umbrella suddenly appeared from the side. With a clang, his spear shot up into the sky, and the prince himself and the gale beast couldn't stop taking several steps back.

However, the prince still held the spear tightly and did not let it go. Although the price was that his right hand was already bruised and trembling.

Du Ziyuan retracted the umbrella and put it on the ground. Holding the handle of the umbrella like this, he said to the prince: "I haven't married yet, what's the rush? Don't you know that girls in our Aolan Kingdom are not allowed to see outsiders before marriage?"

The crown prince stared at Du Ziyuan, and Du Ziyuan keenly caught the flash of anger on his face. He sneered: "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to stop me?"

However, Du Ziyuan ignored him, and just said to the envoy of Aolan Kingdom: "Since the wedding party has come, then go to the city quickly, are you still here to bask in the sun?"

Seeing the conflict between the two, the envoy almost lost his courage. Regardless of Du Ziyuan's status as a scholar, the weight of the word "mountain wind" in Aolan Kingdom is definitely not lower than that of a master of Yukongtianjing, or even higher.

To use a metaphor, Du Ziyuan is the cultural "nuclear weapon" of Aolan Kingdom, and it is the most powerful one.

On the other side, the prince of Qifeng Kingdom is also scared to death. If he offends him, maybe what kind of attitude Qifeng Kingdom will have.

Now it's all right, neither side can offend, at this time, I really want to drop a piece of cake from the sky and knock myself out.

Seeing that Du Ziyuan was ignoring him, the crown prince sneered, "Yingwei, kill him."

As soon as he gave an order, twenty people in the brigade that followed him immediately rushed towards Du Ziyuan with their sabers drawn from their waists. These people's offensive rhythms are uniform, and the fluctuations in the energy on their bodies are overwhelming, at least they are in the mid-innate stage. If this is placed on the battlefield, it will definitely exist like a meat grinder.

Facing the oncoming killing intent, Du Ziyuan just said to the envoy: "Hey, what you saw, they made the first move."

While speaking, he had already taken out the plantain fan in his hand, and slapped the fan directly towards the group of people.

call!

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up.