warm dragon

Chapter 86 Liao Wuhen (ninth update)
"My lord is mighty!"

"My lord's swordsmanship has become superb."

"I'm not as good as adults!"

"Me too."

With Russell's graceful posture like a butterfly wearing flowers, he performed the exquisite "Yuangguang Sword Technique" and cut the green skin in front of him into a corpse stick.

The four knight retinues began to flatter him loudly, acting as a qualified atmosphere group.

Although Knight Commander Eric did not say anything, he nodded repeatedly. He was also impressed by Russell's swordsmanship.

"It's a pity that my fighting spirit is not strong enough. It takes dozens of moves to kill an ordinary green-skinned person." Russell was not too proud. He was very aware of his current strength. No matter how good his swordsmanship was, it was just the icing on the cake.

After all, one force can defeat ten levels, and if the fighting spirit is not strong enough, it will not be able to exert the exquisite power of swordsmanship.

"Sir, you have just completed the New Year Ceremony, and you still have a long time to polish your fighting spirit. Sooner or later, you will be promoted to a Grand Knight and a contracted fantasy beast." Tom said with a smile, then stepped forward and slapped Qingpi's head with his broad sword. broken.

Squatting down and digging out the ice beads from his head - this kind of dirty work does not require Russell to do it himself.

Just at this moment, a knight came flying over and sent a message on behalf of Baron Roman: "The support formation will follow quickly, the knights are about to move forward!"

"Okay." Russell nodded.

Immediately, the knight team assembled, quickly caught up with the large army in front, and began to move along the direction of the commercial road to the next cold spring point.

After arriving at Cold Spring Point, the Knights began to rest.

Russell went to the coach's tent to have dinner again, and then listened to his father and eldest brother talk about today's results.

"We didn't encounter many blue-skinned ones, and there weren't many big green-skinned ones and ghost beasts. We probably hunted more than five hundred snow ghosts before and after." The eldest brother Roland shook his head, not very satisfied with the harvest, "And the front team also lost three. Knight in costume."

"What to do with the broken knight? Should the body be burned?" Russell asked.

"It's too troublesome to burn it. Seeing that Marcus doesn't have the Iron Thunder Beast, use the Iron Thunder Beast's big feet to crush the corpse. The tiny thunder and lightning released by the big feet will scorch the broken corpses, and it will be done soon. Let the dead knight become one with the earth.”

Russell opened his mouth: "Uh..."

In his opinion, this kind of behavior is completely insulting the corpse, but this is the mourning etiquette for the deceased in Longmian Continent.

Either burn it or crush it.

Everything is to prevent the power of the snow demon from allowing the deceased to disguise themselves as a corpse and become a snow ghost that relatives are unwilling to face.

"Speaking of which, you have really high standards. Can't you even look down on Malena?" Roland patted Russell on the shoulder and asked, "Now Malena has followed the caravan to attend classes at Stormrage City Women's College. Do you regret it?" No?"

Baron Roman, who was slowly sipping red wine, also looked up, wanting to hear his second son's views on love.

Noble marriage is a top priority!
"There is nothing to regret, brother, I have just grown up and there is still a lot of time to find my soul mate."

"Soul mate? You kid is really not enlightened. You must have read too many novels!" Roland sneered, "What you need is the mistress of the manor. Understand, Malena is the most suitable candidate for you. She will help you manage the manor." financial."

"I'm managing it very well now."

"But you can't just look at the manor. You will need to interact with many nobles in the future. Without a suitable hostess, how can you take over from Uncle Rosen?"

"Maybe I will find a very suitable mistress of the manor soon."

"I hope so." Roland said in a regretful tone, "I really hope you can chase Malena."

Russell smiled and said, "Then I also go to Stormrage Women's College to take classes?"

"If you don't mind, I think father and mother will agree. It's not shameful for love, isn't it." Roland said, looking at Baron Roman, "Father, what do you think of my proposal?"

Baron Roman nodded solemnly: "There's nothing wrong with it, Russell, just listen to your big brother."

Russell rolled his eyes.

When he returned to his tent, got into his sleeping bag and lay down, he couldn't help but think of Malena.

I remembered the scene at the ball when I held hands with Malena and danced together on the dance floor.

"Actually, Malena is pretty good too. She can be regarded as a flower in the Netherworld Valley. There may be others more beautiful than her, but she is the only one with a good family background, good looks and a good personality...especially compared to Luo Lin and Laura." It can be said that Malena is his perfect match in all aspects.

However, Russell just can't have enthusiasm for Malena, or in other words, he can't have enthusiasm for the entire Youguang Valley.

"I have ice cream, and the ice cream is a giant dragon... I am the future dragon knight. Maybe I can also create a country. How can the Youguang River Valley support my ideal... The Black-waisted Snake Manor cannot be bound. Stay with me."

Perhaps it was this idea that made Russell know exactly what he wanted.

What he wants is not to find a mistress for the Black-rumped Snake Manor, but to find a queen for his ideal country.

"Malena, sister, it's not that you are not good enough, it's that my requirements are a bit high." Russell sighed with some regret.

Soon, he fell asleep.

The dark dream reappeared, and everything was still familiar. The little dream dragon appeared with a "quacking" sound, and the sword butterflies still danced around it.

"It hasn't grown up." Russell looked at the little Menglong, who still looked like a cartoon with a big head. "Let's go, let's see if the dark dreamland has expanded."

Ride the little dream dragon and fly to the edge of the dark dreamland.

Russell felt that the Dark Dreamland should have expanded, but this cold spring point was new and there was no comparison, so it was difficult to judge how much it had expanded.

"It doesn't matter if it's big or not. With Sword Butterfly, you can't go anywhere!" Russell patted Little Menglong's neck. After spending many nights together, Little Menglong quickly understood Russell's intention and flew out of the border.

He was still flying aimlessly over the vast snowfield, just to encounter the magical light blooming from the snow ghosts.

Unfortunately, things went wrong tonight. Xiaomenglong was tired after flying, but he couldn't find the group of snow ghosts.

"Gah."

"Okay, let's break up. We'll continue tomorrow night."

The dream collapsed and his consciousness became dark. Russell should have slept until dawn without any more dreams.

But that night, after the dark dream ended, he actually had a dream.

In the dream, he and Malena were dancing happily, jumping onto the warm big bed.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" Malena said, taking off her jacket, revealing the tight underwear underneath.

The curves are graceful and make people think.

"Beautiful." Russell nodded firmly.

"Since I'm so beautiful, what are you waiting for?"

"it is good!"

Russell took off his pants and was ready to do something big, but before he could pounce on him, he felt the whole world shake.

then.

He just woke up.

The shouts of Jack, the knight's retinue, still echoed in my ears: "Sir, breakfast is ready, you can get up."

Russell calmed down, then looked at Jack: "Let me ask you a question."

"Excuse me, my lord."

"Can I starve to death if I eat breakfast later?"

"Uh..." Jack was stunned by the question and scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to answer.

"Forget it, forget it." Russell waved his hand, "Put my rice in... Here's the mouthwash, bring it over first... Is the toilet still blocked? Go check it out and jump in the queue for me... Let them Wait, just say I can’t hold it in any longer.”

A new day starts with busyness.

(End of this chapter)