The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“Your Majesty, never!” Winning is a desperate attempt to dissuade. “Never exercise extremism at this time. ”

“Extreme?” Winning is even more pissed off when you hear what Winning doesn't want to persuade you. His eyes were red and his handsome expression slightly blurred. “That dragon hurt my daughter in front of hundreds of thousands of people, and now he doesn't know if she's dead or alive. Isn't it natural that I let someone seek revenge from his family? ”

“Uncle Er thinks I'm acting extreme, don't you think evil dragons are acting evil? If Thousand Degrees had three long and two short, I would have given all nine of them away, and it was difficult to understand my hatred for Iron Horse. Where else would you stand? Why don't you go get somebody? Didn't you say that the dragon cares most about affection? I want you to bring the dragon's family in full and bring them to me. I want to cut off their heads one by one. ”

“Thousand degrees of life and death are unknown, Your Majesty. If Thousand degrees were still alive, would His Majesty send someone to capture Lee's shepherd's family at this time? What if Thousand Degrees is still in the hands of Lee Shepherd? His Majesty's use of his family to provoke Lee Shepherd is unwise and of little use to him."

“Are we going to just grab it? My daughter was taken away by that dragon, and I couldn't do anything? ”

“It is vital to send more men to search around for Lee Shepherd and Thousand Degrees. Only if their whereabouts can be found can there be any means to do so. Play or talk, and set the charter quickly. ”

“What if you can't find it? ”

“If we can't find it on our own, then there's no way to find it," Winning said in an indifferent voice. “From what we've done in the past, the dragon is the most affectionate, the most friendship. Didn't we catch a man named Yan Sungma? It is said that the dragon and Yan are very close to each other. At the time, in the Kunlun Shrine, he stood in front of the dragon, even though he broke up with his family. It was the son who cut off from his father and son."

“Does Uncle Er mean that we use the swallowing horse as bait to induce the shepherd Lee to come forward? ”

“Nice." Winning nodded impatiently, saying, "Unless the dragon is not as deeply attached to his family and friends as the outside world has told him. Otherwise, he would not have watched his best friend suffer. ”

“What Uncle Er said. If he comes, I'll trade my daughter's life for Swallow's. If you don't want to come, cut off the Swallow Horse to understand my hatred.” Winning Bo Yan sneered and said: “Somebody, tell the Quartet, the western wind forward Yan Xiangma fell in my hands, seven days later no, three days later beheaded in public. ”

“Yes." The waiter next to him promised to go out and do it immediately.

Wing Boyan glanced at Murong Iron Horse and said: “You lead the Iron Blood Camp to search for the Princess's whereabouts. If the Princess is gone, you will turn to Jiangnan to kill all those around the dragon. Kill them all, chicken dogs don't stay. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Murong Tiema bowed his bow and turned away.

Winning blindly retracted his gaze, looking up at the dark sky, he said in a low voice: "It's time to meet the boy."

“Are there roasted chickens? I want hot, just roasted, roasted chicken with golden oil.”

“There's always chicken wings, right? Two chicken wings, elbows, marching out, I'm not the one who can't do it.”

“Hey, did you hear me? Do you know who I am? I am the first man in Gangnam City. There is nothing I can't do. You offend me. Be careful. I let people break your legs and dig your eyes.”

“The princess is a guest of yours from the Peacock King. Is that how you treat your guests?” You've been feeding her porridge all day. You're beggars.

Yan Xiangma waved to the guards outside. He looked gloomy and said, "Why don't we talk about it? Go get me a roasted chicken and I'll give you this jade. I can tell you that this yuppei of the book is a family heirloom of the Zhang family. It's worth it. Now the city has a chance. A roasted chicken can be exchanged. The chance to change your life is here.”

Regardless of whether Yan Xiangma was coerced or lured, the soldiers guarding him in the prison did not speak a word, not even a single eye contact, and regarded him as completely insane.

Yan Xiangma sat on the floor with her ass down. She sighed softly and said: "Even if you want to chop off your head, you have to make someone eat a full meal.”

“Somebody, give General Yan a roasted chicken.” A clear voice came out of nowhere.

Yan Xiangma looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe walking toward his cell.

Dragon walks tiger, not angry and powerful.

Yan Xiangma was the first person to see this person, but at a glance, he had already guessed his identity.

“Better have another pot of spirits. I hear the fairies of the Peacock Dynasty are quite drunk. The Peacock King expedition is naturally surrounded by a pot of these beautiful bars to warm up the book.” Yan Xiangma drank and said.

With a smile on his face, the Peacock King looked down at Yan Xiangma and said: “Give General Yan two more pots of divine drunkenness. ”

“Yes,” the servant next to him promised.

Soon, roasted chicken and fairy drunkenness were delivered to the Swallow Horse.

Yan Xiangma is also welcome, tear off a roasted chicken leg and eat it in large bites. Since he was captured by the Peacock Army three days ago, he has had only one small bowl of thin porridge per meal these past few days, starved to death, and put a chest patch on his back. Now you smell meat, naturally you have to enjoy it very quickly.

Roasted chicken aroma with oily mouth. It did meet the "demanding" demands he had just made on roasted chickens.

Fill yourself with a glass of fairy drunk again, wait until the chicken in your mouth is chewed up, then sip the fairy drunk.

“Oh” spirits into his throat, Yan Xiangma's long soothing breath, happy face said: "There are roasted chickens, there are spirits, give a fairy no change”

“Aren't you afraid of poisonous drinks?” Winning Boyan stood outside the prison cell and looked at the intoxicating Yan Xiangma and asked.

“They're all dead anyway, willing to die on such good wine.” Yan Xiangma laughed and said: “Besides, King Peacock really wants to kill me, just poison the rice congee directly. Need to get me drunk? King Peacock didn't want me to die, and if he did, he wouldn't have come to see me personally. ”

“I told you I'd cut off your head myself.” King Peacock coldly said, "I've decided to kill you myself since you robbed my army of grass and killed my general. ”

“It turns out so," Yan Xiangma said in a thoughtful way. "No wonder the Peacock King must capture me alive. But what seems to be happening now? ”

“Or did King Peacock Love take advantage of his talent and suddenly want to solicit General Ben? I can tell you, I am not a random man. If you ask for my status in the Westwind Empire, I will never surrender to your peacock dynasty."