C25

I'll help you!

Golden Dragon King could not understand the meaning of the phrase "80 thousand year old tortoise", but on the second day, he started to clean up the place. The hatchery was only temporary.

In this cave, the layout was like a sun flower.

The center was the main hall, and around it were ten separate caves. Six little dragon cub s would grow up in the future, and each person would get a cave.

Because Golden Dragon King spent a lot of effort to decorate them.

The little gold dragon's infant's cave was filled with Pure Gold, even their golden nest had been brought over for him.

The little Silver Dragon was a mithril, it was said that this thing was as light as a feather, but as tough as a Dragon Scale.

And so on and so forth, in all the six caves.

As for the remaining four holes, one of them was used as a kitchen, the other sat in a dining room, the last was a lounge, and the last one was a storage room.

However, the little dragon cub were still too young to be separated and had to be taken care of together. After the little dragon cub were born half a month ago, they moved in and settled down.

Gongyang Xinghan stood guard in the middle of the hall, which had been converted into a dormitory for the little dragon cub.

They were divided into six small cradles, and carried the little dragon cub s.

At the same time, Golden Dragon King also gave him quite a lot of books on martial fighter and training dou qi.

The little dragon cub were just born now, they could not do anything, they could only eat and sleep and eat everyday without making a single noise.

Moreover, they only ate two meals a day, one in the morning, one in the evening, and excreted once a day. Their work and rest periods were very regular.

Golden Dragon King saw that he took care of the little dragon cub meticulously, especially the little dragon cub s that didn't do anything, so he knew what they needed.

"Can you understand what they're doing with their heads?" Golden Dragon King was also amazed.

Because since they were both at the same level of Dragon Clan, he could only look from afar.

At most, he would just hold the little dragon cub through the thick towel, and every time, it would cause his entire body to stiffen as if he was facing a great enemy.

But when Gongyang Xinghan saw the little gold dragon cub shake his head, he immediately knew it was fine to clean him up.

"Not really." Gongyang Xinghan changed the piss cushion for Xiao Jin Long and said, "I can only feel a little of their emotions when I touch them. With this small amount, I can only hear hunger and cold needs. Any more and it won't work."

After all, they weren't of the same race. To be able to know all of this was most likely due to the good fortune of the Dragon God.

"This is the first time I've seen such a good little bastard." Gongyang Xinghan smiled and said, "Our kids are much more troublesome than them."

Golden Dragon King didn't say anything.

"And they don't do it." Gongyang Xinghan looked at the six little dragon cub lying in rows with a rare look.

Golden Dragon King glanced at him.

"There aren't many children like this." Gongyang Xinghan continued to sigh with emotion.

Golden Dragon King looked at him strangely.

At that time, Gongyang Xinghan didn't know what he meant, but he finally understood how naive he was.

No matter what, the little dragon cub s were a piece of cake and he now had the free time.

He didn't need to do laundry or cook here. Every day, Golden Dragon King would use a large scale Cleaning Technique to ensure the cleanliness of the environment.

Golden Dragon King also noticed this. After taking care of the babies for half a month and getting used to it, Golden Dragon King had pulled him out of the cave entrance of the Sun Blossom.

"From now on, you have to properly train your body and practice martial skills." Golden Dragon King felt that the threshold of martial arts was low, unlike magic. Only one or two people out of ten million people would have such skills.

As long as one could endure hardships in martial arts, he or she could usually learn combat power. With it, he or she could practice it well and at the very least raise him or her to Golden Warrior's level. That way, he or she could live for at least three to five hundred years.

Gongyang Xinghan did not understand anything and only knew that it could extend my life. He made a conjecture to Golden Dragon King: "You said, I can understand the dragon language, and I can also understand the language of Dragon Clan. It can't be that, during my teleportation, the Dragon God gave me a life that is similar to Dragon Clan, right? "The kind that lives for tens of thousands of years …"

Then he would make a killing.

On earth, even though it was said that the emperor was "Long live and long live", who could actually "Long live"?

The only ones that can live for at least ten thousand years are the rocks, right?

Now he could live for eight thousand years. He was satisfied.

"No matter how much the Dragon God chose to send you, you are still a human." "There were people who wanted to live as long as the Dragon Clan, but... They all failed. "

Without mentioning the process, Gongyang Xinghan could already guess it just by looking at Golden Dragon King's expression.

Although there were magic qi and other methods to extend one's life here, compared to a long life that was over ten thousand years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, it was truly a short term.

No matter if it was his world or this Another World, humans wished for longevity. For longevity, they could do anything.

Killing a dragon was no problem.

However, there were very few warriors who could do this, and even fewer who could succeed.

And Dragon Clan was a race that was absolutely protective.

Gongyang Xinghan had also seen in the history of Dragon Clan that many of their tribesmen who traveled were heavily injured and less killed, but every time a tribesman was killed, their Dragon Clan would come out with all their might to avenge their tribesmen.

Not only were they chasing and killing their enemies, they were also killing their enemies' nine races. This was the price they paid for slaying the dragon, and they were even destroying their enemies' entire clan.

In the past, there was a record that a savage nomad called the Tattooed Race killed a small green dragon to travel to their place and tattooed himself with dragon blood. It was a magic design, and once this tattoo was used, it would increase their strength and extend their lifespan by a thousand years.

Because of this, they didn't hesitate to slay a dragon. They had to increase the strength of their entire tribe.

They thought that it was too easy to slay a dragon, and didn't take the retaliation from Dragon Clan to heart.

Killing one dragon is still a dragon, killing ten dragons is also a dragon.

In the end, half of the adult Dragon Clan s at that time left behind protective Dragon Realm and the other half went out to avenge their clan. Over a thousand huge dragons flew across thousands and tens of thousands of mountains and rivers, annihilating this large clan with a population of a hundred thousand.

This kind of thing had happened several times before, and it had always turned into a bloody storm. The final result was that the debt of blood had to be paid for. The blood of the enemies flowed like rivers.

The Dragon Clan was powerful, but at the same time, Creation God had also made it difficult for their children.

"Then I …" Training in battle-qi? " Which man didn't want to be stronger?

The little veterinarian also had martial fighter's good heart.

"martial fighter's threshold is low, you'll definitely succeed!" Golden Dragon King said with certainty, "I'll help you!"

Gongyang Xinghan looked at the warm-hearted Golden Dragon King in confusion. Such a kind heart? It didn't seem like Golden Dragon King's character.

The facts proved that Gongyang Xinghan's eyes were very useful.