Chapter 2574: mischief

Of course, the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar did not realize this kind of "noble enjoyment", because he would rather die than give humans, especially a group of humans, as a vigil.
This is not in line with his mad and cool temperament, nor in line with his identity as the lord of the dragon clan.
Of course, if you really want Tyrannosaurus King Bakar to be the night watch dragon, you might not be able to do it.
After all, even the saying that ‘the orcs are never slaves unless they provide food and shelter’ can come out. What’s impossible?
The reason why humans cannot do this kind of thing is mainly because the value paid does not match the value of allowing Tyrannosaurus King Bakar to act as a night watch dragon.
Believe it or not, if anyone took out a lot of black nightmares as the price of keeping Tyrannosaurus King Bakar's vigil, Tyrannosaurus King would definitely...definitely shoot that person to death with one finger.
Don't make trouble, human status is not even qualified to negotiate with Tyrannosaurus King Bakar.
Let's put it another way. If I find Bakar with a bunch of black nightmares and ask him to act as a night watch dragon to watch the night for me and my family, I believe that Tyrannosaurus King Bakar will be very unhappy to agree to this request.
After all, I am a fairy, and the fairy occupies a very high position in the eyes of the Tyrannosaurus King...and also left a deep shadow.
Every time I think of that short and stunning fight, especially the blow that the fairy elder seems to understate, although it didn’t really hurt him until he clicked it, the stunning moment of that moment made Bakar’s young mind impossible. Serious trauma to make up.
According to the evil dragon Spitz, to this day, Bakar still exclaimed from time to time to wake up from nightmares, and then looked around in a cold sweat, until he confirmed that it was just a dream. The elders who fought against him had already disappeared. After hundreds of millions of years, he was relieved with a sigh of relief, picked up the wine glass, and sipped a tired drink, calming and frightened heart, but also melancholy at the passing of his rival.
Anyway, whether it was death or life, those strong men who were so tough that they had no friends were gone.
Hey, just treat it as dead, and you can be less worried.
When it came to this, Evil Dragon Spitz sighed: "Your Majesty, he is really affectionate and gentle. Every time I think of his melancholy eyes, I will feel sad and sad."
"Why do I think His Majesty Tyrannosaurus King is a little bit beaten up?"
After a casual murmur, he realized that he had missed the word. He glanced at Spitz from the corner of his eye and found that the face was not right. He immediately changed his words: "I guess His Majesty Tyrannosaurus is regretful that he can no longer fight against many powerful people and can no longer experience it. It is even harder to regain the desperate mood that urged him to grow stronger when he reached that kind of strength that made him desperate. It was precisely because he could not continue to grow stronger, so he was melancholy."
Evil Dragon Spitz's complexion slowed down, and he nodded slightly, agreeing: "What you said is not unreasonable. Your Majesty, his old man has indeed not become stronger in a long time, and it must be related to no opponents that can bring him despair. ."
Having said that, he paused, looked at me, and said seriously: "If it were you, you should be able to bring that feeling to your majesty again!"
"Huh?" I said with a dazed look, "Don't talk nonsense, this kind of joke is not funny."
"No kidding, I'm serious!" He raised his paw and pointed at his longan: "If you don't believe me, look at my serious eyes!"
"Go, go," I waved my hand and said disgustedly: "Just your eyes, the uniform body color is white, you know, those who know you are born like this, those who don't know think you have some kind of eye disease."
"So, it's just your white pupils. Whether it's winking or winking, or winking, I don't know how to tell, let alone know what is true and false."
Evil Dragon Spitz’s big lips, which are more than half a meter thick, tremble, and you can see that he is very excited and angry. If it weren’t for my friendship with him, he would most likely throw me off. Chew in it and eat it as a supper.
Fortunately, we are friends, hehe.
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I couldn't sleep late at night, climbed out of the tent, turned over, lay down on the grass, looked up at the night sky, and counted the stars.
Some people may be curious, why I climbed out of the tent instead of out of the tent. Is there any hidden secret in it?
Tell you the truth, there are no secrets.
I just don't bother to stand up.
As an adventurer who yearns for the life of salted fish, he can sit and never stand, he can lie down and never stand, and he can crawl and never stand up.
Lying on the grass, I sniffed the faint fragrance of grass in the air, looked at the dark blue sky, and counted the stars. Suddenly, two emotions appeared in my heart, one is the laziness of long-awaited reunion, the other is occasional It will be boring.
"Ah... so boring~~~"
After trembling for a while, I found that there was no other sound besides the snoring, so I crawled out a few meters with my hands and feet and came to the evil dragon Spitz.
"Hey!" I yelled at him in a low voice, but Spitz still curled up, his chest and abdomen undulated regularly and steadily.
Hey, sleep soundly.
With a grin, my wicked eyes jumped into my mind, and I picked up the stick that Xiao Lemi had used to trouble her nose hair, and stabbed it at Spitz's creak.
I thought that the dragon had no tickling flesh, or that the tickling flesh was not obvious, but I was wrong. Not only did the dragon have itchy flesh, but it also had a considerable reaction when it encountered itchiness.
In the pupil, a giant big paw fell out of thin air, and I got up from the ground with a grunt, using my hands and feet together, rolling around in a panic.
It snapped like a mosquito, but it had to be amplified several times.
I was slapped and rolled two somersaults, with a piece of grass scraps, I got up from the ground with lingering fears, my eyes trembled, my hands and feet were soft, and my heart was terrified: "It's a prank, it's a prank. Almost being photographed as a meatloaf, can't afford to offend, can't offend, slipped away."
After a severe shock, I fell asleep somehow soon. Is this a so-called quirk?
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The next day, the sun rose as usual, and the breeze contest was held as usual.
It is very rare. There are so many cities and so many foreign tourists. The Emerald City has not experienced even one unpleasant illegal incident. It is a gratifying miracle.
After washing up, we didn't watch the human adventurer battle, but planned to continue to play with the dragon and watch.
The discussion is done by professional people like me and Phoenix, who are drifting away from the road of adventurers, and the mischief is done by Xiao Leimi and other four little Lori and the beetle monster Xiao Zhi. As for watching, it is by Flame Dragon's Breath Seren is full-time.
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