Now, with the appearance of Maple Leaf Fortress, you dare not be afraid of so many extremely fierce slave warriors. Instead, you say to Lao Yang that you just follow me...

If it were a little girl who had just started love, I was afraid that when my head was hot, I would nod and agree to this disguised proposal, but Yang Dashuan would not! []

This wasteland is its own territory, and the strong dragon can't defeat the local snake!

"Fuck me, I won't do it!" Yang Dashuan directly sprayed Yikalu's face with spitting star.

"My child? Are you scared?" Ikalu sneered.

I am afraid but not afraid, but Yang Dashuan is worried about the safety of Old John and Joan of Arc in the Sanctuary.

Although he knew that Ksimi would not do anything to them, Lao Yang was still unhappy. He felt so frustrated when he thought about it. So many people came to Maple Leaf Fortress to cause trouble for him...

"I know you're scared, otherwise we'll sit and eat a few bites first to relieve your nervousness?" Ikalu laughed and squeezed forward.

Yang Dashuan was not afraid, he didn't know who was concerned about who moved the skeleton of the epic dragon. It is not necessary to use force to pry a person's mouth, and sometimes the policy of mercy has the same effect.

Still want to eat? Yang Dashuan burped and thought to himself.

One meal is to eat, two meals are also to eat, let’s see what tricks this guy wants to play.

Anyway, Yang Dashuan has made up his mind, and even if he dies, he will not hand over Lao Duke. If he really compromises with them, I am afraid that all the slave warriors in the Maple Leaf Fortress will be disappointed! What makes them follow Lao Yang like this? It’s not Yang Dashuan’s idea that he would rather be slapped by himself than protect his subordinates!

Old Duke's sins can be compensated. As for the giant dragons he once beaten, if he doesn't accept it, he will fight one after another.

Ikalu poured two glasses of wine and kept smacking her tongue. Yang Dashuan saw the trick and winked at the several Qi Keyin. The girls immediately filled the old dragon's cup with wine again.

"I am worthy of being the young talent of the alliance. I have become the master of the wasteland at such a young age. Unfortunately, human life is too short, and the mistakes I make cannot be made up for the rest of my life!" The old dragon head drank wine and acted like an elder.

Yang Dashuan kept nodding, but kept muttering the word "fart" in his heart.

Do you know what I did, do you know who killed most of the life of the Demon King? Yang Dashuan sneered in his heart. Although he was straight, it did not mean that he was an idiot. This was very obvious conspiracy against him. Even John and Joan of Arc were imprisoned to threaten him, and even just defended him would have no effect.

"You dragon clan is also known for its longevity!" Yang Dashuan said haha.

"The race that is truly famous for longevity is Bemon's model turtle. Our dragon clan has a longest life span of only ten thousand years. If we cannot break through the fourth level, it will only be about two thousand years. Any model's life span is longer than our dragon clan!" Ikalu looked at Yang Dashuan with her neck tilted. "The longer the dragon clan, the higher the respect it receives in the Rainbow Star Dragon Valley. Do you know the role of the Rainbow Star Dragon Valley?"

"Guard the Dragon Grave!" Yang Dashuan replied without any need, Ikalu had already said immediately. "I don't know what happened. A necromancer in the human kingdom secretly entered the Dragon Grave and stole the skeleton of the epic dragon. Do you know who the owner of the skeleton is? It's my father, the skeleton of a golden three-headed dragon!"

Yang Dashuan was stunned.

He was not surprised by the owner of the epic dragon skeleton, but by the undead magician who drove out this matter!

This is really booming!

"In order to pursue this necromancer, we dispatched a large number of ordinary dragons to search for it. Because we could not know his specific location, we could only judge the approximate position of the other party based on my father's skeleton... As a result, the cunning necromancer actually threw down the skeleton!" Ikalu held the cup and with a click, the extra-large wine glass was squeezed into powder.

"Who is this undead mage? He is secretly sneaking into the dragon cemetery to steal bones for Mao?" Yang Dashuan's gossiping heart suddenly rose again, and he asked impatiently.

"The undead mage can use skeletons to control the undead. The skeleton of a golden three-headed dragon is probably able to sweep away most of the human kingdom! When it falls into the hands of the evil undead mage, they naturally have an ulterior motive! As for the undead mage, it seems that it is called Xiuyi, and it is also a magician!" Ikalu said.

A bolt from the blue, a bolt from the blue!

Yang Dashuan's head seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was stunned.

It turned out that the undead mage was so boobs, but why was Boobs so boobs so badly shot by Moradin's anger?

"It is said that the Holy Capital has had a trouble with the undead during this period. It is a lich. I heard that it was the undead mage who changed it. We chased him a few days ago, but he became secret again. When a lich wants to hide his secret, no one can find him!" Ikalu raised his brow. "He may be looking for the bones of my father who had hidden before!"

After saying this, the whole thing is completely connected.

So that's what it is.

When Xiu Yi sneaked into the dragon cemetery and stole the bones of Ikalu's father, he was discovered by the dragon clan. On the way to be hunted, he had to hide the bones and flee everywhere. While being chased by the dragon clan and being chased by the church, Xiu Yi came to the wasteland according to the notes of the mentor, preparing to find the Qingyu Soul Bead to increase the means of saving his life for himself. As a result, Yang Dashuan had never done anything, but was shot by Lao Yang.

The hidden skeleton was discovered by Old Duke, so that the dragon clan found clues. The killed Xiu Yi was regenerated into a lich again in the Holy Capital. The dragon clan chased the Holy Capital and then chased him here again...

"As a matter of saying this, you are not looking for that lich, but instead come to cause trouble for me. This is somewhat unreasonable!" Yang Dashuan heard the loophole in Ikalu's language and said in a slight way.

"How is it possible, I want to find the lich, and the alchemist who touched my father's bones, too. Don't be proud, you kid, you have injured several of our dragons. We have to count them one by one!" Ikalu slapped the table fiercely and roared angrily. Her handsome face was almost twisted, and she wanted to swallow Yang Dashuan in that way. "It was him who destroyed my father's bones!"

"Nonsense!" Yang Dashuan directly sprayed Yikalu's face with a spitting star. "You are just farting! Who destroyed the bones? You obviously did it? You destroyed the bones through magic pursuits, but in the end they framed me. This is a huge joke!"

"If we don't pursue it through magic, it will be the same. Sooner or later, the bones will be destroyed by them!" Ikalu's tone suddenly increased by an octave.

"Just, how do you know he is going to destroy the bones? If Duke really destroys the bones, if you come to trouble him again, I won't even put a fart. But the bones are destroyed in your hands, why? Instead, they are turning the tables on our heads?" Yang Dashuan flattened his mouth and kept sneering. "This is the fundamental robber logic!"

"I can't find the undead mage, but I came to us! Just kidding, who stole the bones from the dragon cemetery, but who neglected his duties and did not guard the dragon cemetery well. Why did I hear that during the plane battle, even the demon king in the abyss plane was burping in the dragon cemetery, and today, a small undead mage got in. Is it because we humans have become capable, or are your dragons going back more and more?"

Yang Dashuan said that the spitting stars splashed everywhere, every word was gem, and every sentence was fierce.

Every sentence hit the old dragon head's weakness, making the guy open his mouth wide, and he couldn't think of a word to refute it for a long time. However, this is also a bit of a ignorant. If he just uses the knife without saying a word, Yang Dashuan might have a headache. But if he talks, it would be the old birthday star hanging himself - looking for death!

Ikalu slapped the table heavily and stood up hard. Her handsome face was twisted to the point where she could no longer be twisted.
Chapter completed!