A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Two gentlemen, why hasn't Zhao Lang come back?"

The voice is soft as water.

Lu Li was okay, but Gao Qian was a little helpless, obviously seldom dealing with women.

"Don't worry about his safety, he will come back naturally when things are done."

After answering, Lu Li continued to look at the iron pot in front of him.

Not long ago, he asked someone to borrow an iron pot, pick up some water from the sky, and put about half a catty of Jiaolong blood as the base.

Now the soup is open.

I just dropped in a few slices of green Jiaoyu meat to satisfy my appetite.

After all, Lu Li has been curious about the taste of dragon meat for a long time. It is rare to have the opportunity to hunt a two-clawed Jiaojiao. There is no reason not to try it.

"It's the first time I've grown up to eat this kind of food, I'm sure it won't disappoint." Gao Qian waited with chopsticks, his face full of excitement and anticipation.

"Eat the meat from the dragon's tail first. This place is often used, and the texture should be good." Lu Li was not in a hurry to lift the lid of the pot, he felt that the heat was not yet, and at the same time, he said in a plausible voice: "If the taste is good, then we will A point."

"It's a pity that the Jiaolong tendon is broken into three pieces, otherwise, it will be a complete piece of high-quality refining material."

However, Gao Qian thought of something else, with unconcealed regret in his words.

"Two-clawed Jiaojiao." Lu Li looked wide open.

In the final analysis, it is just a dragon tendon that was easily cut off by the Emperor Sword. There is no need to regret it, there is definitely a chance to encounter better materials.

"Come early, it's better to come by coincidence."

"Haha, it's always like this."

Suddenly, a voice came from the riverside.

I saw a handsome little monk stepping out of the water, but he was not in a hurry to come over.

After waiting for a while, a whirlpool appeared on the river surface, obviously something big was born.

Lu Xin was looking forward to it.

This guy Zhao Feng has been acting alone for so long, what kind of monster has he found to replace Qingjiao as the water **** of the Yangtze River?

Then, the mystery was revealed.

A giant tortoise climbed out, carried Zhao Feng quite meekly, and climbed to the shore step by step, without a single complaint from beginning to end.

The speed can't be said to be slow. With such a large body, it is ten feet wide, and it is not a problem to place dozens of large grinding discs.

The most important thing is that this giant cockroach is no different from the previous green dragon, but it is a little smaller, and it is obviously also a dragon species.

"It looks good." Gao Qian looked at the heavy and mighty back armor of the dragon turtle and smiled, "I think this old turtle can be used."

Millennium king eight, ten thousand years tortoise.

The dragon tortoise in front of him can grow so big, he must have lived for many years, even if there is any chance in the middle, he has swallowed some heaven and earth spirit treasures, and increased his aisle travel, it will not be lower than Chitose.

"Then it's settled."

Lu Li didn't hesitate and made a decision immediately.

Anyway, who is it not for?

The position of the Siyu Dragon God cannot be held by humans, even if it is a water monster, it is best to be held by a dragon species.

Now, the dragon species is here.

Lu Li's requirements are completely met, and he is a docile old turtle.

"Can you talk?"

Looking at the dragon tortoise walking towards the hill in front, Lu Li restrained his smile and asked in a deep voice.

"Instinct...shang...immortal..."

The voice was low and extraordinarily slow.

Just these three words, it has been said for a long time.

In desperation, Lu Li simply didn't ask any more questions, and directly threw out the small seal representing the authority of the Dragon God, and explained, "Take it and refine it, whether it is blood sacrifice with your own blood or other methods, give it to me. Remember it."

"In the future, don't make trouble for one party, let alone make troubles, obey me, let you rain, you will rain, and you will do what you want."

The dragon turtle knew that he was speaking too slowly, so he simply did not answer, and the head the size of the rock kept hitting the ground.

To be honest, this is the first time Lu Li has seen a scene where a kowtow can smash the rock foundation out of a big hole, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Do you know what's being stewed in this iron pot? The last generation of dragon gods did a lot of evil, and that's how they ended up."

Give a sweet date and slap.

The divine seal is sweet jujube, Gao Qian lifted the lid of the pot and showed Dragon Turtle the stewed dragon meat slices, which was a slap in the face.

As for whether Qing Jiao was really in trouble during his lifetime, he did a lot of evil, and he didn't care. It was impossible for him to get up and refute.

Boom! dong dong!

The sound of kowtow reverberated for a long time.

The merchants who had set up camp in the distance were stunned. In fact, from this afternoon, everything that happened here was refreshing their understanding of the world.

"Okay, stop knocking."

"In the future, let's practice in the Dragon Palace, and protect the people on both sides of the Yangtze River. If you do well, I will be rewarded here."

Thinking of the Dragon Palace treasure house emptied by his group, Lu Li softened his tone, looked at Gao Qian, and ordered:

"Give it the bead that was dug out from the body of the two-clawed Jiaojiao."

No matter how weak or stupid Qing Jiao is, he has survived a major catastrophe, transformed from a water snake into a dragon species, and naturally contains dragon **** in his body, but the dragon energy is mottled and the size is only the size of a fist.

It is a pity to abandon it, it is tasteless to eat.

Just right, it is used to reward the novice and make the dragon turtle more loyal.

Speaking of which, the dragon turtle that refines the divine seal is also considered a king, and theoretically it can be on an equal footing with the clone of King Mingling.

As early as the Tang Dynasty, Jiangdu was officially named the Duke of Guangyuan by the imperial court and enjoyed the sacrifice of the Duke of the country. In the first year of Emperor Renzong's Kangding reign, Jiangdu was promoted to the king of Guangyuan. The Yuan Dynasty followed the Song system, and the Ming Dynasty followed the Yuan system.

"Thanks."

The dragon turtle felt that his turtle life had reached its peak. Originally lying in a deep pool to sleep, he was suddenly taken away by a handsome young monk, saying that he wanted to give it a great opportunity.

Looking at it now, it doesn't.

It is the position of the dragon **** and the fake dragon ball, both of which can help the dragon species to purify their own blood and speed up their practice.

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.

As an old turtle who was born during the Eastern Han Dynasty and had seen Prime Minister Cao in the Chibi battlefield, it was unwilling to do so, and wanted to transform into a real dragon, fly up the Nine Heavens, and compete with the sky for longevity.

"Just don't forget what I said earlier."

"Hurry up and refine the Divine Seal, and calm down the river."

After that, Lu Li waved his sleeves, stopped talking, and motioned Zhao Feng to come over to eat meat.

"Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground."

"Haha, now that I can taste the dragon meat, it will be very white, but there is no high-quality wine."

Zhao Feng put on the appearance of a wine and meat monk, holding the beautiful woman in his arms, flirting with her, while looking at the wooden cover, expecting the dragon meat to come out of the pot.

"Excellent wine?" The beautiful woman, apparently from a wealthy background, suggested, "There are a few jars of good wine on the ship at my house, so I will ask the servants to bring it over."

Saying that, she raised her wrist and waved it.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance.

In this regard, Lu Li and others did not refuse, even though she misunderstood Zhao Feng's meaning.

With the broadening of their horizons, in their opinion, fine wine should make cultivators feel novel in taste, slightly drunk after drinking, and increase Taoism, rather than fine wine as the world calls it.

However, on a rainy night, wine and meat are better than nothing at all.

His eyes were cast on the iron pot.

Ordinary iron pot, rootless water received from the sky, based on Dao fire, plus freshly slaughtered Jiaolong meat, any seasoning added is inferior.

And as soon as the lid of the pot was opened, there was a splendor of light that rose up and swirled along the edge of the pot.

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As Lu Li sighed, a refreshing fragrance poured into his nose, and everyone present was drooling.

Even passers-by within a radius of several miles couldn't help swallowing their throats secretly, wanting to be brave enough to ask for a piece of meat to eat.

That is Jiaolong!

Spread it out and shake the sky!

Compensation or not is another matter. This face will come up all of a sudden, and it can be written on the epitaph.

However, no one dared to come over to disturb Lu Li and the others to enjoy the delicious food.

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