The Sixth Child Is Hanging Up, God Is Afraid When He Sees It

Chapter 844 Yan Chixia With A Fierce Face

Nezha saw Yang Fan and others flying over, and said happily.

"Master big brother, the evil dragon is dead, I'm killing the people again, right?"

Seeing Nezha's happy face, Yang Fan thought to himself: Is it addictive to kill harm for the people? ?

But Nezha likes it, as long as he doesn't delay his own affairs, he can still support some personal hobbies.

So nodded.

"Of course! Just a little publicity about this matter is enough to make you a great hero of the Wuyang Dynasty and deeply loved by the people of Wuyang."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Xiao Muyu who was stunned and asked.

"Am I right?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Muyu looked at Jiaolong's corpse and Nezha in a daze, as if she didn't hear his question at all.

"Crown princess?"

"what?"

It wasn't until Yang Fan turned up the volume and yelled again that Xiao Muyu woke up and asked with confused eyes.

"Ex, senior, are you calling me a concubine?"

Yang Fan said angrily.

"When we go back, help Nezha to publicize his deeds and make this little guy happy, is it okay?"

"No problem! Of course there is no problem. I will definitely let the entire Wuyang Dynasty and even other dynasties know that it was Senior Nezha who killed the Youhai Evil Jiao who had been a disaster for many years."

Nezha smirked cheerfully when he heard the words.

Xiao Muyu looked at Jiaolong's body, and asked Nezha softly.

"Senior Nezha! What are you going to do with this corpse?"

The whole body of this flood dragon is full of treasures, its skin and scales can be made into armor, its one-horned claws and bones can be made into weapons, and its internal organs and blood can also be used for medicine and alchemy.

What is Nezha's opinion?

Turning head to look at Yang Fan directly...

"Master big brother, what do you think we should do with this corpse?"

"What do you think?"

"How about we eat the roast?"

? ? ?

After Yang Fan heard Nezha's tiger-wolf words, the corners of his mouth twitched, his face darkened.

Then it occurred to him that he had never eaten this dragon meat! Why don't you take it back and let Hong Chenke see if it can be made into a special medicinal diet?

seems to work...

"This thing can't be eaten indiscriminately. What if you eat it and get sick? Wait until you bring it back and let Hongchenke study it before eating..."

Of course Nezha has no objection, as long as he can eat it, there is no rush.

"Okay! Master big brother..."

Xiao Muyu was overwhelmed by the conversation between the two, really want to eat?

Say it quickly.

"Seniors, this dragon's body is full of treasures. It should only need meat to eat. You can make his scales... horns and sharp claws..."

Xiao Muyu explained it in detail, but it didn't appeal to the two of them.

There is such a material as vibrating gold, Yang Fan said that he does not like armor made of scales...

But you can put it away first, it may be useful in the future.

After putting away the body of the dragon.

"Nezha! Have you had enough fun? Clean yourself up! Let's go back."

"yes!"

When they went back, they traveled along the road and played in the mountains and rivers. It was a pleasure to have Daji and the princess as their companions...

When he returned to Wuyang King City, Li Haoxuan received the news to greet him in person, and promised to immediately draw a portrait of Nezha, erect a monument, and announce his feat to the entire dynasty.

This made Nezha so happy that he was in a state of excitement all day long.

The time also quietly came to Blue Star's September 23rd, the day when the heads-up competition began.

Yang Fan entered the competition interface of Wanjie as usual.

"The titles of the two don't tell much, but in terms of names, Yan Chixia looks more like a strong man than Xiao Zhuanfeng."

"I saw the same thing. I also decided to bet on Yan Chixia after seeing the names of both parties. When I saw the name, I thought of Yan Changfeng from the Dragon Kingdom. He is a ruthless person..."

"It's just that they are all surnamed Yan. How can there be any connection? If Crazy Yan can participate in the battle, I will definitely bet on him, but for this one, I bet on Xiao Zhuanfeng, not for anything else, but because his name is too bad."

"I also feel that Wanjie is suspected of being a bait, deliberately wanting us to bet on Yan Chixia, but I don't want to buy it the other way around..."

"I feel that the title of Little Zhuanfeng is like a mountain bandit! How dare you bet on it? I can't afford it, I can't afford it. I'll still bet on Yan Chixia."

"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains?? If you put it that way, there is really such a possibility! It would be fun if it was really a bandit..."

"This is Wanjie's intention. It seems that you are still underestimated by Wanjie. You bet whatever you like. Anyway, I will definitely bet anyway."

"..."

"..."

While the water friends were discussing, white lights flashed on both sides of the ring, and both sides of the competition came to the scene.

The water friends took a closer look.

The person on the left was a rough middle-aged man with a black beard, long beard and distinctive eyebrows.

It is thick and dense, and both of them face upwards obliquely, forming an inverted horoscope.

Coupled with the sharp eyes, he looked fierce, yet heroic.

Dressed in a somewhat sloppy ancient costume, with a long sword with a sheath on its back...