"Chixiao? The one who killed the white snake when Emperor Gaozu of Han rebelled?"

Li Hao was shocked. This is really a big deal! Even if he shows his sincerity and wants to comfort himself after the showdown, he doesn’t need to spend so much money, right?

Bai Jing looked at the dark red patterned sword body and seemed a little melancholy.

"There is constant in heaven, and the Han Dao is prosperous!

No one has used this sword for thirty-one years. It is a pity that no one dares to use it.

I will give you a gift today, don’t lose the reputation of this sword.”

Does no one dare to use it? So I threw it to me, a visitor from another world?

Li Hao stood horizontally with one hand, and gathered spiritual energy with the other hand, gently caressed the sword hilt. Wherever he brushed by, the dark red patterns also became bright and bright red under the nourishment of spiritual energy, red like a red dragon.

He let out a long sigh and sighed: "So red! What a sword!"

"It's a good sword."

Bai Jing sorted out the complicated emotions in his heart and boosted his spirit:

"Let's go! There's still a good show to watch!"

"Watch the show?" Li Hao asked with the Chixiao Sword in his precious hand:

"Didn't you agree to go to Nibelungen to help? What kind of scene should you watch?"

Bai Jing walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the dark clouds in the distance and said with a smile:

"I told Angers before that I had ambushed a hundred thousand troops, but he didn't believe it?

Although there is really no 100,000 troops, even ten mechanized infantry divisions cannot compare to the surprises I prepared for him!

Now we can just teach this dragon that constructs Nibelon roots a lesson, let him know that the times have changed and the era of dragons has passed!"

What the hell? Li Hao wanted to ask carefully what gave him so much confidence that he didn't even look down on the Dragon King?

Old Lin knocked on the door and walked in, and said with a thrilling look: "Here you come!"

The earth is trembling!

Li Hao walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, stood shoulder to shoulder with Bai Jing, and looked out the window.

In the heavy rain, red clouds were moving forward neatly and silently. They were red and white mechas more than four meters high.

Each mecha has four cannons on the shoulder, one hand is a giant cannon, and two barrels on the side of the hand, which can be said to be full of firepower, giving a rough and simple beauty.

"Is this?" Li Hao's mind was blank, and then he turned to Bai Jing suddenly:

"Are you crazy? Have you sacrificed all the dragon blood roots? No more seeds?"

Bai Jing smiled proudly at the walking mecha team:

"How many males can be used to breed a dragon blood rook? A male dragon blood rook rook can breed hundreds of females. I have kept the seeds, not to mention you are there?

Five hundred units! Five hundred units!"

Bai Jing turned his head and looked at Li Hao, smiling wildly:

"I abandoned flexibility and flight capabilities and reduced the amount of alchemy metal to reduce costs, but added a ton of composite metal to greatly strengthen armor and firepower.

Later, he even drew mixed blood species of B-level and above B-type and Fire-type bloodlines under the age of 60 in the entire three armies system to gather these five hundred units.

This chicken armor is called Chilong No. 1, how about it?”

The difficulty of the dragon clan in dealing with is mainly two points.

First, Nibelon roots are hidden in different spaces and are difficult to find and enter, and missiles are difficult to lock in attacks. Moreover, the rules are often different, and modern weapons are prone to failure.

Another is that only high-blooded hybrid species can resist the battle between the pure blood dragon clan and the dragon power, which eliminates the possibility of human sea tactics.

If you want to attack the next generation of dragon race, you must at least have a mixed race of A to overcome its dragon power. If you want to attack the Dragon King, you will at least have a S level.

Now this mecha unit has the strength close to S level after being armed, and can also use the alchemy spirit version of artillery.

Single-to-single may not be an S-level opponent, but one of the S-level mixed-race species is one out of billions, and there are only dozens of them in the world, and they have 500!

Li Hao watched the group of mecha warriors walk towards the distant Nibelon root, and turned to look at Bai Jing until they disappeared at the end of the road.

"Even if you reduce the amount of alchemy metal, such a mecha is never cheap. How much does one cost?"

"The average cost is 150 million yuan per unit, mainly because I have swept away the domestic reserves. The international alchemy metal market has increased a lot of prices because of my purchases in the past half month, otherwise it would be cheaper."

Bai Jing waved his hand gracefully and walked towards the door.

"If you want to go to the fun, go there. These soldiers have already remembered your face. I have to go to the combat command to participate in the combat arrangements."

Bai Jing left, leaving Li Hao alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Li Hao, who was calm, decided to join in the fun. This game was already overwhelming, so there should be no danger in joining in the fun.

"Ah! Are you going too?" This is Mr. Lin who has been transparent all night.

"Are you still here? Just borrow your chicken armor belt."

Take it to you!

Li Hao unfolded his breeding suit, put the chicken nail belt that had finally adjusted and returned to normal waist circumference directly on, and turned into a burning chicken nail.

In the heartbroken eyes of Mr. Lin, the black and red burning chicken armor spread its wings and flew towards Nibelon root.

...

"We found that book of infinite horror."

A sound came from Bai Jing's headset when he went downstairs.

In order to prevent Li Hao from discovering it, the think tank on the other side of the headset remained silent throughout the whole process and did not speak until he was far away from Li Hao.

Bai Jing looked at the Burning Heaven Chicken Armor who spread her wings and asked:

"How is it? How true is it? You analyze how true is it?"

A heavy male voice responded:

"It is very consistent with the model estimates we made before, and it can also explain his inexplicable source of favor and familiarity with our country.

Some of the future events in the parallel world he mentioned are also extremely consistent with some of our strategies...

Our think tank as a whole tends to be basically true what he said.

In any case, his research will be a key task in the future. If we need to increase our staff, we will recruit the novelist first!”

...

It rained so hard tonight!

A Fei, a young man sitting in the cafe, called his uncle under the gaze of the four people around him, telling him that if the rain keeps going tonight, he might not be able to go back.

Originally, Su Xiaoluo asked No. 0 to give him math tutoring, but then Liu Miaomiao knew it without knowing why, and Chen Wenwen also came with her.

Chen Wenwen is here, and Zhao Menghua is here too.

Dislike!ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ

It was raining so hard that the bus could not run on the street, and the bus stopped, so Uncle Shuangzai lived a little far away.

After calling, No. Zero rejected the invitation of Liu Miaomiao and Chen Wenwen to sit in their house, and rejected Su Xiaoxiang's arrangements for everyone to spend the night at the villa near her home, looking at the heavy rain outside the window with melancholy.

These three girls' homes are not far away, but there are people at home, so it looks like they run over to stay there.

At this time, Zhao Menghua, who had been silent, spoke in a low voice:

"Hmph! The cafe is about to close, so you can't sleep on the street!

Go to my house. My house is opposite this intersection. We are all boys, and my parents are on a business trip, which is more convenient."

Can't tell! Zhao Menghua, you actually have good intentions?

Zero changed his mind a little.

Zhao Menghua has been causing trouble for himself recently, and she doesn’t seem to have the tendency to want to break up with him. The last time it should be just an accident, or...

At this moment, a shadow flashed through the sky with endless dark clouds.

Although the shadow was quickly blurred, the Zero, who had true energy, still saw it clearly. It was No. 3, wearing the Burning Chicken Armor.

"No! Thank you! I have other things to do!"

Zero packed his schoolbag and rushed into the heavy rain with an umbrella.
Chapter completed!