Dressed as an abyss dragon cub [holographic]

Jing Nian ran around a corner along the field ridge, took advantage of his height, and hid in the grass to summon the sand sculpture.

The sand sculpture who was a little bit unsatisfied still turned his dead fish eyes, and glanced at Jingnian dissatisfied, but still squatted down obediently.

Jingnian's dog crawled up the back of the sand sculpture and found that he was hiding in vain. The sand sculpture is more than two meters high, much taller than the crops in the nearby fields. Standing nearby is like a golden rooster!

And being watched too much by the penetrating eyes of the giant dragons, as if he felt prying eyes, Jing Nian turned his head suspiciously, but saw nothing, so he rode the sand sculpture to the nearest teleportation point.

After Jingnian left.

Huo Yi came out from behind a tree, his gaze was more puzzled than before, he thought to himself, doesn't this kind of little dragon have wings?

Actually riding... an eagle?

The set of flying spiritual pets is the most popular in the world of immortals, and cranes and other birds are must-have short-distance flying spiritual pets for most sects.

Huo Yi had seen a golden eagle pet before, but he had never seen one who rode it directly.

But thinking about the sensuality the little dragon cub felt when it was in his arms, and the precarious appearance when walking, the appearance of a one or two-year-old human baby automatically appeared in Huo Yi's mind.

Coupled with the tender little wings he touched under the cloak before, this little fat dragon probably won't be able to fly at all.

There was a smile on the corner of Huo Yi's mouth, and he habitually wanted to summon a flying sword to chase after him. He remembered that this "pseudo-small world" was still unstable, and he paused again, remembering the setting of this holographic game world, and that It's a bit like the original world of the Western gods who told him his origin.

So he closed his eyes and tried to use the "spell" he had learned from the Western God—of course, the Western God called it Great Magic.

After a while, the wind gathered above Huo Yi's head into small whirlwinds, and the wind element in the wind quickly condensed and formed in front of Huo Yi.

It wasn't until a sword-shaped sailboat was formed that Huo Yi's eyes showed slight satisfaction, and he stepped on it.

Holding the wind sword, Huo Yi took advantage of the situation and tried to condense the space elements, and succeeded almost immediately after trying.

So he used the space element to hide himself, and followed the giant sculpture in front of him without any concealment.

The giant eagle slowed down slowly, swooped into the grove, and stopped in front of the teleportation point.

Jing Nian lay on the giant eagle's back suspiciously. Along the way, he always felt that there was something following him behind him. He looked back for a week, but found nothing except the breeze, so he started the teleportation.

After the transmission beam of light flickered, Jingnian and the Giant Eagle disappeared into the beam of light together.

After two seconds.

Huo Yi, who was floating in the air and hiding in front of the beam of light, appeared, his black eyes showed a little smile, he found that this little dragon cub was quite alert, unlike his silly dragon, the enemies were lurking behind its ass, and it could continue sleep soundly.

Holding back his smile, Huo Yi scattered the elemental wind sword, landed on the ground, stepped forward in two steps, raised his hand to imitate Jing Nian's appearance and touched the transmission beam of light, but unexpectedly missed nothing.

He found that the beam of light that could transmit the little dragon was the same to him as the translucent task box in front of the little dragon cub, which he could only see but not touch.

This was a bit of a surprise, he withdrew his hand thoughtfully, opened up a little bit of consciousness, and prepared to take a look at the data of this formation in a small area.

However, the moment he spread his divine sense to infiltrate the data, he was blocked by the "Creator". Although this level could not be seen in front of his powerful divine sense, Huo Yi still withdrew his divine sense.

Anyway, the little dragon cub will come to do the task tomorrow, and the data range of an NPC is much smaller than the data range of a map. He will probably know how to open the teleportation array by looking at the data of the little dragon cub tomorrow.

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[Dragon Slayer] game studio.

The programmers in the studio are all neatly covered with panda eyes, but at the same time, everyone's dejected eyes are shining with passion. It can be seen that everyone is exhausted to the extreme, but they are also enjoying themselves.

From time to time, someone pulls out a hand and knocks open a tube of high-grade nutrient solution, holds it in his mouth, "grunts" and spits it out accurately into the recycling bin next to him without looking at it. , never leave the light energy keyboard with both hands, and are all frantically engaged in the ranks of typing codes.

After several days of sleepless nights, the program to build a complete holographic world has come to an end, which is also a crucial step, and no one dares to relax.

After finishing, there is another run, and the game is completely done.

Suddenly, a certain programmer in charge of the firewall shuddered, and his half-closed tired eyes suddenly opened wide. He saw that the firewall detected an abnormality in the data, and was about to process it manually, but found that the firewall had calculated it by itself.

The programmer rubbed his eyes, looked again, and found that the data in front of him was as usual. He checked the firewall records, but found that there were no processing records at all.

"Ah, I'm dazzled!" The programmer blinked, and quickly took out the advanced nutrient solution "Gudu Gudu" and drank two tubes. After drinking it, he really felt refreshed and his eyes were not blurred.

He said happily to himself: "Thank you, Papa Jing, for your generous sponsorship. The high-grade nutrient solution is really extraordinary. If you have money to buy this, our little broken game couldn't have been made two years ago..."

As he spoke, he threw himself into his work with all his heart.

Jingnian and Sand Sculpture returned to the Lost Forest teleportation point.

As soon as he landed, Jingnian found that the Lost Forest seemed a little strange, as if it had been looted everywhere, some creatures he had never seen before were fleeing crazily out of the Lost Forest with things on their backs.

Jing Nian was a little confused, he had only left for a long time, what happened?

The level of animals in the Lost Forest was almost higher than that of the sand sculptures, so Jing Nian didn't dare to act rashly for a while. He directed the sand sculptures to carry him to a taller tree, letting the fleeing animals on the ground pass.

As a result, a group of advanced creatures were flying around in the sky.

Just as Jingnian and Sand Sculpture were hiding in the canopy of the tree and shivering, Jingnian finally heard a voice he could understand.

"Help! Help! Help! Help!..."

There was a constant call for help from below, and the voice happened to come from under the tree where Jing Nian and Sha Sculpture were hiding.

Jing Nian patted the sand sculpture's wings to let it grasp the tree trunk, and then carefully poked his head out to look through the tree trunk.

He saw a dwarf, circling around the tree trunk, and the dwarf kept shouting while circling, or just chanted the word "help".

Every time he circled around, he would drill down from the place where the roots of the trees intersected on the ground, carry out something, and then circle around again, drill in and carry something out.

Jing Nian was confused: ...?

The sand sculpture who followed Jingnian was also confused, he didn't even roll his eyes, he stretched his head down long, and even blocked Jingnian's sight.

Jing·Little Dragon Cub·Nian, who has no neck at all: Angry!

He ordered the sand sculpture to retract its neck!

The sand sculpture refused, and moved his neck aside, out of Jingnian's line of sight.

It's okay, Jing Nian continued to read, who knew that there was a sudden "click" at this time, and he and the sand sculpture also sank slightly.

The host looked back in horror, only to see that the branch where the sand sculpture was stepping on had cracked at the place where it connected to the main branch. It turned out that the sand sculpture secretly moved its position outside in order to watch a play.

It was too late the moment I saw it clearly.

"Crack!" After a sound, the broken branch was stepped on by the sand sculpture and fell violently, and Jing Nian, who was on the sand sculpture's back, also fell down together.

"Boom—" was the sound of tree trunks and sand sculptures hitting the ground. Jing Nian, who rode steadily on the sand sculpture's back, survived.

But as soon as he slid off the sand sculpture's back, he stood up and met a pair of round eyes.

It was the dwarf under the tree who was talking in circles while moving. At some point, he stood silently in front of Jingnian, holding a big hammer that looked extraordinary in one hand, and was staring vigilantly. looking at him.

Jing Nian, who had just stood firm, was startled when he suddenly met a pair of bulging eyes. After seeing the hostility in these eyes, he subconsciously took half a step back.

The dwarf saw that he was being cowardly, and the defense in his eyes remained undiminished, but he had no intention of attacking. He looked at the sand sculpture that had been smashed into a bird cake and Jing Nian wrapped in black cloth, and suddenly realized: "Are you also fleeing?"

After saying this, the hostility in his body completely disappeared, and he didn't put away the big hammer, but pinned it on his waist comfortably, and looked at Jingnian and the sand sculpture not so fiercely.

Although the dwarf was at the same altitude as him, he was really thick and strong, his muscles were richer than the fat of the little dragon cub, and the dazzling LV70 on the dwarf's head.

It is 20 levels higher than the sand sculpture!

And if you think about it with your toes, you can know that the usual behavior of the dragons must have no friends!Absolutely offended many races, like the eagle king who has been crowned next to him is definitely not an exception!

But don't let the dwarf find out that he is a dragon cub.

Jing Nian wanted to go online for survival, so he quickly tightened his cloak and nodded frantically.

After being picked up by Uncle Pipiru with the cloak, Jing Nian changed the cloak to fit him better, and only a pair of eyes were exposed after falling. He guessed that the dwarf might have taken him for some other creature.

He didn't dare to speak, and wanted the sand sculpture to take him away.

However, this dwarf seemed to be more familiar with himself. Seeing that he just nodded and did not speak, he did not force him. grumbled.

"The dragon is crazy again! It's crazy again! It's crazy again!..." After saying it several times, the dwarf remembered Jingnian and the sand sculpture behind him, suddenly stopped to look at them, and explained: "Sorry, I'm alone I've been here for so long, I forgot how to chat."

"Cough, cough, cough," the dwarf cleared his throat heavily, and then glanced at the giant sculpture behind Jingnian, his eyes wavered, and praised unnaturally: "The sculpture is not bad."

Jing Nian was still wondering what the dwarf meant when he said "the dragon is crazy again", maybe it was because he was found missing!

Jing Nian's heart sank, and he wanted the sand sculpture to quickly take him back to the dragon abyss to have a look, but he met the puffy eyes of the dwarf. He vaguely remembered what the dwarf seemed to say, and nodded frantically.

While preparing to say goodbye, he slipped away.

Unexpectedly, after seeing him nodding, the dwarf was excited, and he closed his extremely thick and thick short hands with a loud "bang", laughed twice, stared at Jing Nian with burning eyes, and said tentatively.

"So, can you give me a ride?"

As he spoke, the dwarf, who had lived alone for too long and had a bit of social fear, clenched his fist stiffly. When he found that his hand was not in control, he swung it vigorously, and accidentally hammered it on the tree beside him. The thick trunk was shaken by the hammer. The entire canopy shook.

He hastily withdrew his hand, and rubbed his hands embarrassingly behind his back.

Jing Nian, who was threatened by the terrifying clasp of palms and threatened by the hammer tree, froze in place.

"Boom!" The unknown wild fruit that was shaken from the tree hit Jing Nian on the top of his head, knocking him awake.

Facing the dwarf's threatening eyes, Jing Nian and the frightened sand sculpture shrank their necks and nodded stiffly.

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Today's Annual Achievement: Dwarf Friend +1

Niannian: Ever since I had a friend who is socially phobic, I have been terrified every day!