Alas, I am just a silkworm farmer now.
She lives a small life by selling some silk, and if nothing happens, she will marry Xiaoyan, a silk maker next year, living an ordinary and drifting life.
Zhu Minglang has already smoothed his mind over the years, and he no longer hopes for the glory of the past. He just wants to plant some mulberry trees in his duty, and spend his life raising silkworms in a place where no one knows him...
Who knew that there would be such a day that he would sleep in a dungeon with the extremely dazzling Valkyrie, the ruler of Yongcheng, what a restless life.
Closing his eyes, Zhu Mingtong also began to feel confused.
Not long after, I also fell asleep tired.
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"Zizi~"
It smells so good, is the roll next door frying again
Zhu Minglang woke up, and soon smelled the aroma of fried oil.
After splashing cold water on his face, Zhu Minglang realized that the smell came from his own kitchen.
Where's the Valkyrie
she in the kitchen?
Could she still cook!
Amazing, you can go down to the dungeon, go up to the hall, and go into the kitchen!
Walking into the shabby kitchen, Zhu Minglang saw a bamboo pot next to a big pot, and in the bamboo pot were small rolls that were fried until golden and oily. They looked crispy and delicious. !
But soon, Zhu Minglang saw another shocking scene!
Holding the long chopsticks, the Valkyrie skillfully swiped the fat silkworms on the sweet potato powder one by one, and then threw them directly into the oil pan, and the fresh aroma immediately surged up again.
"I raised a big silkworm!!" Zhu Minglang wailed.
"I'm hungry, your house has no other ingredients."
Silkworms are so cute, how can you eat silkworms!
Zhu Minglang has worked so hard to raise big silkworms for more than a month. One can only be exchanged for one grain of silver sand. To marry a wife in the town depends on these most expensive big silkworms...
"Look at you, you look like a fairy, and you have an extraordinary temperament. Why are you so fragrant when you fry silkworms...how are you so cruel!" Zhu Minglang said without tears.
"I've seen these big silkworms of yours, and that's what my subordinates do. I ate a bite, and it was too greasy, so I don't like it." The Valkyrie wrapped the fried silkworms in a green and tender The vegetable leaf took a bite out of the tiredness, then swallowed it with a slight frown.
Even if you eat it, you still have to say that it is greasy, and you still have to act like this is painful and unbearable...
Obviously delicious!
Zhu Minglang finally picked up a piece, put it on a fresh vegetable leaf, rolled it up, and put it in his mouth.
"Little guy, I won't eat you, I won't eat you, they are big silkworms, they were raised to eat." Zhu Minglang comforted the little ice worm lying on his shoulder while eating.
"In recent months, there have been rumors that young dragons love to eat big silkworms. If there are young spirits that eat silkworms, they must be caught. The probability of transforming into a dragon will be very high." Valkyrie said.
"It's no wonder that big meat silkworms are selling very well recently, and the supply exceeds demand. I thought that a rich lady needs a lot of silkworms to make clothes to marry. Damn, they are obviously spinning silk to make clothes, but they have become meat. Those big meat silkworms must be Feeling reconciled."
"If you eat silkworms and turn them into dragons, tens of thousands of silkworm souls won't be wronged," said the Valkyrie.
"Dragon, is it very honorable?"
"Noble."
"Compared to you?"
"I'm not as good as a dragon."
This land has a wonderful power, that is, no matter what kind of creature it is, it has a certain chance to transform into a dragon.
It's just that dragons are rare, noble and powerful, and among the hundreds of millions of lives, very few of them transform into dragons.
Legend has it that all creatures have their own dragon gate.
After leaping, he turned into a dragon,
The dragon is like the sun, the moon and the stars, hanging high in the sky, with incomparable brilliance.
In addition, those wild beasts and demon spirits that compete with them for food and seize territory are like fish and shrimps full of fishy fish in the eyes of the dragon creatures.
"Since dragons are so powerful, what's the point of fighting each other?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Humans are wise. There are countless uncertain factors in transforming a dragon. It requires a certain amount of luck, and it also needs to pay countless hardships. There is a kind of people who look for the law of transforming a dragon, looking for those who are likely to transform into a dragon but lack other conditions. Young dragon, make up for it and help it jump over that dragon gate!"
"Dragon Shepherd?"
"Well, people can become - dragon priests."
"What do you think of me?" Zhu Minglang asked enthusiastically.
"You have raised silkworms well and are very fat."
Well, the Valkyrie doesn't like to lie is also very beautiful.
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Yongcheng.
It was still early in the morning, the sun had not yet risen, but the sky was filled with gorgeous red clouds, clusters of real flames, reflected in the entire city streets, even the darkest corners became extremely bright!
"Run away, run away!!"
"Big fire, big fire!!"
A burst of noise suddenly came from the front of the street. From far to near, a large group of people could be seen fleeing towards the outside of the city in a panic, as if there were some wild beasts chasing after them.
"Boom!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, a large cloud of fire and rain swept over horizontally, impacting on those tall houses, and saw that the houses and courtyards on the street were destroyed in an instant, turning into countless rubble and sweeping towards the street together.
A group of street dwellers in common clothes were pierced through by these flames and rubble, and their bodies were burned, which was extremely miserable!
The buck-toothed officers and soldiers in charge of the long street were taken aback, and hastily drew out their long knives, thinking that some gang of robbers had entered the city to burn, kill and loot.
"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"
Behind him is a high-rise building of dignitaries. Just above the corner of the eaves, a head as big as a roof suddenly lifted into the air, bringing along a lengthy and thick body, and the dazzling fire scales continuously overflowed the hot flames...
"dragon!!!!"
The buck-toothed officers and soldiers were extremely shocked. Looking at the gilt flame dragon that was gradually rising into the air to vent its anger, it was obvious that the surrounding area was extremely hot, but the whole body felt an extremely deep chill of fear!
A gold-plated fire dragon! !
Baptizing the crowd wantonly with the rain of flames spewed out over the streets of Yongcheng
When it raises its head and spits out, all the living people on the avenue are turned into ashes!
With a sweep of its body and tail, all the high-rise city walls, government houses and shops collapsed!
As for those private houses, they would ignite immediately after being stained with its fire scales, and within half a minute they would turn into burning ruins!
In just half a minute, the long street was in a mess.
There are also some soldiers who hold blades and wear armor, and they look well-trained and fearless.
But when the gold-plated fire dragon roared, the eardrums of the officers and soldiers ruptured, and they covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain before they fought, screaming incessantly.
Shot by the gold-plated fire dragon's claws, these officers and soldiers had no chance to use their force, and they all turned into meatloaf!
Officers and soldiers can't compete with this bronzing fire dragon, let alone those ordinary people.
The city was turned into a sea of flames, and the prosperous Rongcheng armed forces were even more vulnerable. It didn't take long to see the soldiers in armor in the city fleeing like the people.
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