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Chapter 966: Yulong returns to the village, stewed goose in iron pot

The jade dragon egg made by Jiang Xiaoye caused a huge sensation in the jade world. Dragon egg?

Especially the ancient flying dragon soared into the sky, everyone heard the sound of the dragon roar. It was simply a miracle in the jade world! One billion gamble, easily won, and it quickly made the headlines! That night, Jiang Xiaoye stood on Feilong with the dragon egg in his arms, looked down and said: "Protect your sister-in-law, and when you go back, you can let your sister-in-law move the supermarket for you, small circle of white claws, please pay more attention to protecting everyone!"

He had to ride the dragon back, otherwise the dragon would not be able to be transported back.

"Okay!"

Taotao quickly waved his hand and said, "Goodbye brother!"

"Squeak~" The two yellow-skinned men nodded repeatedly. Even the great masters could not get rid of their illusions in a short time now.

"Be careful!"

Chu Shiyuan also shouted.

"I know, you guys go back early, and you'll go back when you're almost done."

Jiang Xiaoye rode a dragon to the sky and rose rapidly. He flew at low altitudes and was easily seen, but it was different in high altitudes.

With a dragon roar, the ancient flying dragon flapped its wings and disappeared.

"The so-called dragon knights are bragging. There are so many fleshy thorns, and you won't be pricked on your butt when you ride it?

I thought there was really a Dragon Knight.”

Jiang Xiaoye stood on the dragon and looked at the dense dragon thorns on the flying dragon's body. These dragon thorns were sharp as steel.

"Ao~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Jiang Xiaoye rolled his eyes and lay down.

"Ao~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

"Give you a name. I'm a sharp name. You need to be mentally prepared."

The rock scaled dragon was obviously not the name of this ancient flying dragon. Jiang Xiaoye reached out and patted the dragon's back and asked, "I'll name it a waste, so don't call this big guy crying."

"Ao~"                                                             

So what about Dafei?

Big flying! The breeze is domineering, invincible!"

"Aoao~"                                                            

"Calm down, calm down, if you don't like it, let's change it. Look at your Jin Shanshan, how about you call it Jin Dabiu?

Alas, just kidding!”

"Golden Sun?"

"You look a bit like a dragon in Western mythology, why don't you call you... Well, in Nordic mythology there is a poisonous dragon entrenched at the roots of the World Tree and constantly gnawing on the roots of the tree. It is called Niedhog. In the dusk of the gods, Niedhog is about to break the roots of the tree. My house has a poisonous dragon, but it doesn't like the name Niedhog. How do you think of Midgard?

Not nice?

No taste, this name is super awesome!”

The ancient flying dragon was obviously not interested in these weird names.

"Will it spit fire?"

The dragon mother's dragon will spit fire, what about this one?

Jiang Xiaoye was curious.

"Bang!"

Flames burst out all over the sky, and the ancient flying dragon passed through the flames, leaving a fiery red sky! Awesome! Jiang Xiaoye turned around and looked at it. The temperature was probably going to melt the steel instantly.

"It's too difficult, Fire Dragon?

Huanglong?

Fire Beast?

Big mouth?

Hey, don’t be angry, fly seriously, be serious!”

"Ao~~"                                                            �

In the end, the ancient flying dragon was named: kite! Kite from ancient times, who made it look the same as a kite?

After taking out his mobile phone and turning on the navigation, Jiang Xiaoye corrected the direction several times, until dawn, he finally arrived at Yushan Village.

"Don't provoke you, you're so weak, you'll be swallowed, they won't hurt you."

Jiang Xiaoye photographed the ancient flying dragon, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The poisonous dragon below can be said to be already in the cage realm. This dragon actually dared to release the dragon's power to provoke! Obviously, the kite sensed the uneasy breath here and roared.

The poisonous dragon under the World Tree sensed a similar provocation and immediately stretched out its head to hunt. The last time it swallowed a blue bird at the level of the fourth realm, which benefited a lot.

However, when he came out, he found Jiang Xiaoye above it, and quickly shrank back.

"What a strong monster, a dragon monster?"

Yiquan stood up and looked up at the ancient flying dragon in the sky. This type of monster must have an inner elixir! “Wait until I will cast a dragon nest for you tonight and find a new place for you.”

Jiang Xiaoye noticed that the kite and the poisonous dragon seemed to be inconsistent, and it felt better to separate. The kite with the bloodline of the ancient dragon was provoked by the poisonous dragon that had been half a step before reaching the level of breaking the fourth level, which meant that it... did not know how to live or die... This is not a gap that can be made up by bloodlines.

As expected, the provocative kite was rushed out by the poisonous dragon and almost swallowed it. Only then did it be more honest.

After two hours of education, Yushan Village was already very lively, and the kite took the dragon egg into the ground to sleep.

"This guy needs a good education."

Jiang Xiaoye looked at the ancient flying dragon curled up in the earth. It was so unruly. Maybe he was really the king of dragons before! Yushan Village was very lively. Erniu, Xiaohua, and Yang Xiaosuo were playing around with a big goose at the door of Jiang Xiaoye's house.

"Oh, why did you even carry out the general in your family?"

Jiang Xiaoye walked over and looked at it. The big goose was the big goose in Xiaohua's house, and was tied here at this moment.

"Wang!"

Xiao Hei ran over excitedly and shouted at Jiang Xiaoye, "Hurry, Master, set up a pot, let's stew big goose in the iron pot, and Lord Xiao Hei wants to eat stew big goose in the iron pot! After a while, Jiang Xiaoye ignored it.

"Dad said he wanted to sell it, so I took it out."

Xiaohua touched the head of the goose, looked up at Jiang Xiaoye and said, "Brother Xiaoye, please help me raise it? My sister said that only when I send it to you will dad not sell it."

Yang Siqi’s idea?

Jiang Xiaoye immediately squatted down enthusiastically and looked at the goose and said, "Geese, cut the neck with a knife, pluck the hair and heat it up, ignite the fire and cover the pot, small flowers, do you think it's delicious? Should we eat it in another way?

Such a big goose, or half braised or half stewed with big goose in an iron pot!”

"Wang!"

Xiao Hei rotated 360° directly on the spot. It was great. He stewed big goose in the iron pot. Mr. Xiao Hei wanted to eat goose legs! Xiao Hua was almost crying when Jiang Xiaoye said it. He hugged the general and said, "No, no, no, no!"

"Just kidding, let me keep it here, I'll keep it for you."

Besides, the little girl cried, and Jiang Xiaoye quickly expressed his joking.

"Uh-huh!"

"Brother Xiaoye, remember to feed him, he has eaten so much!"

Xiaosuo was also afraid that the baby he had been raising for a year would be put into the pot, otherwise he would not have been sent here.

"no problem!"

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and patted the big goose.

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"Wang?"

What does it mean?

Stop eating?

Lord Xiao Hei got out of here and his belly danced, so why don’t you eat it?

If you don’t eat it, do you read a poem about bird feathers?
Chapter completed!
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