Lin Chou sighed.
Brother Snake, you are putting me in such a difficult position, I feel a bit embarrassed to take action.
This smart big insect has a narrow mouth, long body, and strong muscles. In addition, its scales are neat and bright, and its tail is small and sharp. It clearly looks good.
But damn, the system insists on saying that it cannot be eaten, and at most it will be a life of drinking wine.
So, it's really difficult.
As for making wine, is that none of my business?
Lin Chou still had little interest in winemaking because the expressions of Wen Zhongjiu, Gao Xuan and others were still vivid in his mind.
My spicy food is so good, but not many people praise it.
The system can just make some bad wine, but it tastes so good?
It’s like a bunch of big wine tanks!
That...
What should be done with this golden thread dragon?
Just keep it here?
Just as Lin Chou was thinking about it, Master Gungun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly landed on the ground without making a sound, as light as a big cloud with black and white flowers.
"hiss!"
The golden-threaded dragon suddenly stood up, its long and thick body rumbling across the ground, completely destroying the black mountain wild boars that Lin Chou had raised.
——Well, it’s just a cabbage price anyway, Lin Chou comforted herself.
The golden thread dragon coiled into the shape of a lump, raising its head and glaring angrily.
Only half of the eyes were red and the other half were blue, the mouth was crooked and the eyes were slanted. No matter how you looked at it, it lost its power. Lin Chou even wanted to laugh a little.
"Ouch!"
Master Gungun was all wet and looked like he had just taken a shower. A fishy smell of the sea hit his face.
"Huh?? Aren't you most afraid of sea water?"
Lin Chou remembered that the last time he and Master Gungun went sightseeing on the Black Sea, this guy did not behave like a majestic sixth-level beast. He was chased by several Qiongqi swans and was extremely embarrassed.
On the contrary, it was the mountain stream in the back mountain. During the hot days, Gungan soaked in it a lot, and he didn't show any signs of being afraid of water.
Lin Chou concluded from this that Lord Gungun was only afraid of salt water.
As for the reason, there is no way to know.
"Ooooooooo! Ooooooh! Ooooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!"
——My face was covered in cold sweat.
This, my commander's ability to understand is really very limited.
When you say this, unless your mother comes to translate, I really can’t understand you.
"Roar!"
Gungun roared at the golden thread dragon, and the sound waves in his mouth tore up a large piece of the land.
The golden thread dragon seemed unmoved, but unnoticeably tucked the exposed tip of its tail back under its belly.
Lin Chou, who has always had excellent eyesight, could clearly see that there were four neat scars on the tail of the golden thread dragon, evenly spaced, as if they had been measured with a ruler and then carved on.
The scales around the scar were broken and ferocious. Although the wound had healed, the bones were somewhat misaligned.
"Ooooooo!"
Lin Chou blinked,
"What...it, what is it??"
Gungun nodded heavily, stretched out his palm and rubbed his big head up and down. This action was quite difficult for him with his short stature.
After rubbing it for a long time, Lin Chou finally understood.
"You said it... is greedy for you... uh, no, is it entangled in you?"
Gungun nodded for a while, sat down on the ground, rolled around, and the soil was thrown out in all directions like fireworks.
"Stop, stop, stop."
Lin Chou pulled for a while before shaking off the mud on his body.
"It haunted you and you... fell into the sea?"
Gungun looked at Lin Chou pitifully,
"Ouch, ouch, ahhhh!"
Lin Chou understood completely and couldn't help but look at the Golden Thread Jiao with sympathy.
This is really unlucky for the snake. Even if it drinks cold water, its teeth will be clogged.
Gungun had long carved the character "gun" on the wilderness near the tavern.
Well, it’s the word roll.
Literally, get out;
There is another meaning: this is a rolling disk, and people are waiting to retreat.
As a sixth-level alien beast with good conduct and honest style, Master Gungun works hard to maintain order in his own area.
From filling one's own belly to filling one's own belly, most of the alien beasts that were not harmonious and quarrelsome with each other's neighbors were safely settled in the rolling belly.
On the rolling territory, whoever dares to run wild without opening his eyes, that forest saber-toothed bear who is also at the sixth level is the best example!
The Golden Thread Jiao has been given the resounding reputation of being invincible within its level by human evolvers, which shows that its strength cannot be underestimated.
The movement of breaking the stairs and the gathering of humans obviously attracted Gungun's attention.
If there are such unstable factors on one's own territory, it is natural to deal with them.
So Master Gungun went on a long trip, preparing to kill the golden thread dragon.
However, the Golden Thread Jiao not only had amazing defense, but also was extremely fast. A bear and a snake crossed the wilderness and chased all the way to the surface of the Black Sea.
The Golden Thread Jiao's spiritual intelligence has been opened, and he can easily see the fact that Master Gungun is afraid of water, and he used a flaw to drag Master Gungun into the water...
Lin Chou looked at Gungun and then at the golden thread dragon.
That's okay, kid. I've never seen Mr. Gun suffer such a big loss before.
——As for why the golden thread dragon appears here, just look at the angry frogs that have melted into ice and started jumping all over the ground.
"Quack, quack!"
The golden thread dragon's saliva began to flow again.
Even under the surface of the sea, the golden thread dragon did not take any advantage.
Master Gungun was injured just now, so he naturally ran away.
The animal's instinct drove it to swim in a large circle on the sea and then return to hide near its nest.
The most dangerous place is the safest!
But the Golden Thread Jiao still needed a lot of nutrients and origin to recover from its injuries, so it couldn't hold back its hunger and ran here following the smell of its favorite food.
Lord Gungun and the Golden Thread Jiao were separated by a log fence, and they roared with a roar that was neither nose nor eyes.
These two guys are called hard-working.
(The following is the common language of the orcs, no, no, no, the international common language.)
"What are you looking at?"
"What are you looking at?"
"Would you like to take another look at me?"
"Just take a look!"
"You can come out if you have the ability?"
"Come in if you can!"
"If you can't get in, why are you looking at it?"
"What are you looking at?!"
"..."
Master Gungun's IQ is obviously higher than that of Jinxian Jiao.
It could vaguely sense that there was some kind of dangerous aura on the log fence, and it didn't go too far.
The Golden Thread Jiao is temporarily out of danger, but it depends on Boss Lin's mood to know what will happen next.
The golden thread dragon obviously realized that Gungun could not pose a threat to it at all, so it swam over again and put its head flat on the ground. It turned its eyes around and stared at Lin Chou, swallowing hard.
The eyes are so subtle!
At this time, the golden-threaded dragon barked "woof, woof" a few times, and Lin Chou would not be too surprised.
"This snake has definitely become a spirit."
Mr. Gungun sat cross-legged on the ground with his sunglasses on his eyes and his shoulders, looking extremely cold.
He looked like a plaintiff who was waiting for the judge to announce the outcome of his victory.
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