The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

After soaking for a while, he rubbed the Golden Dragon King, took him out, wiped him clean with a towel, but still nothing happened, so he had to wrap him in a towel, put him in the nest, bask in the sun, and at the same time show them the little boy. Claws, do they have long nails, but probably the dragons grow too slowly, their small claws are still tender, and they don't have long nails.

The little ones woke up, calling "Daddy" and acting like a baby with Gongyang Xinghan.

Gongyang Xinghan played with them for a long time, coaxing them to eat some supplementary food. The Golden Dragon King would not wake up, and Gongyang Xinghan was also afraid that he would be hungry and sweaty from exhaustion, so he pried open his mouth and fed him. A lot of milk went in.

The dragon milk should be reserved for the little dragon cubs to drink.

I don't know what the Golden Dragon King was thinking at the time, he even installed a space ring of dragon milk, complete with six series, enough for little dragon cubs to drink for two years.

Gongyang Xinghan was also lucky to have so much in stock, otherwise he would not know what to do to keep the cubs from starving.

They have gone half way.

In the evening, the hotel delivered a sumptuous dinner.

Fragrant rice, fried and fried, Gong Yang Xinghan finally had Chinese food.

And Ali has never eaten it, and thinks it is very fresh.

Gongyang Xinghan was full, and spent half the night playing with the little dragon cubs, while digesting the food, while teasing the little dragon cubs, and let them digest their food. After coaxing them to sleep, Gongyang Xinghan took them away In the space, I hugged the Golden Dragon King and touched his small soft body: "When will you wake up? I am trying to go to the Dragon Realm. I have seen the map. This is to cross The distance of the entire continent..."

The Golden Dragon King was sound asleep, and Gongyang Xinghan rubbed his belly. He ate something today anyway, but he was sleeping during this time, and he didn't see him pee or poop.

Does this work?

Gongyang Xinghan was really afraid that he would not be starved to death, but would be suffocated to death by feces.

So I have to pee for him every day, hoping to pee out; it is impossible to let him stretch, and the hurt Gong Yang Xinghan has to touch his belly every day, for fear of feeling hard lumps.

But thinking that this is the Golden Dragon King, luckily it is a shrunken prototype. If it was in human form, he still wouldn't dare to really see his little brother and little butt...

That's too shameful!

After playing with them for a day, I finally relaxed. I had a good breakfast, a delicious lunch, and a delicious dinner... I was more depressed.

Because it was not time for dinner, someone came to the door.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper, a bit domineering. At that time, Gongyang Xinghan was wearing home clothes, and Alang had just returned from shopping with Ali. , not extravagant aristocrats.

So the butler's attitude towards them immediately became even more contemptuous: "Our young master is going to hold a party here, please change the room!" "No. " Gongyang Xinghan gave a two-word answer.

The butler was furious: "This is the son of the great magister Monchi, a treat for the young master of the Kara family!"

"So what?" Gongyang Xinghan took out the magic badge of his great magister and put it on his chest.

The butler's eyes widened.

"Please go back." A Lang put down the things in his hand: "My boss needs to rest."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry...!" The butler ran away in a frenzy.

Gongyang Xinghan was still puzzled: "Let's go now?"

"It's definitely not the young master of my family. I don't know how far the relatives have been abducted. It's okay to just fool outsiders. When you meet a big man like you, of course you have to leave quickly, or you will really anger you. That great magister is not good. I will definitely stand up for him." A Lang knows very well about this kind of twists and turns among nobles: "And if it is known that he has offended a great magister, I am afraid that his family will not let him go. Those aristocratic children are very good at judging people, especially those collateral children who depend on the first line to survive."

"Oh." Gongyang Xinghan nodded, and they received a lot of presents during dinner.

"This is a gift for you." A Lang glanced at it: "They are all good things."

"Oh." Gongyang Xinghan still gave the same answer.

In fact, he didn't like it at all, because the compensation they gave him were some expensive but impractical things.

A pair of golden vases, gorgeous and kitschy.

Two boxes of silk fabrics from the Han Empire.

Three fifth-level magical plants, Kleiss grass.

Four fourth-level wood and earth magic crystals.

Gongyang Xinghan looked at these gifts: "Ah Lang, I'm here for you and Ali. Use that fabric to make two clothes, which are better than the ones you bought outside."

"Okay, thank you boss." A Lang knew that Gongyang Xinghan didn't like these gifts, and he didn't like these gifts before, but now, for his younger brother, he took over these vulgar things.

"This can be eaten by the elder brother!" Ali held the Kleis grass, thinking that the elder brother should eat this for his own good.

"This big brother won't eat it, keep it." A Lang smiled: "It can be used to exchange for magic potions, and I will take it with you when you travel."

When going out for a trip, you need to bring a lot of life-saving things, such as potions, scrolls, accessories, protective gear and weapons, all of which are indispensable.

The more items you have, the more protection you have.

Gongyang Xinghan was very envious of seeing their "brothers and brothers respecting each other". He was like his cousins ​​when he was a child, but they were the ones who protected him later.

The cousin knew to fight for him since he was young, saying that he wanted to protect the cousin who lost his parents.

For him, my cousin almost had a falling out with his little girlfriend, but in the end they broke up peacefully, because his little girlfriend was superstitious about fortune-telling, and felt that her fate was hard, so she overcame her parents...

He was lost in thought, and Alang and Ali moved the things back to their room, and then asked him to continue eating, and he came back to his senses.

After dinner, he played with the little dragon cubs for a while, nursed them, put them to sleep, hugged the Golden Dragon King and stroked them for a while, and finally put them all into the space before he fell asleep.

After breakfast the next day, I took Alang and Ali out.

All the way to the gate of the city, they left the city smoothly, leaving some people who knew that a great magister was staying at the Xiuli Hotel in vain.

And when he went out, he changed back to the senior magician's attire.

Because his magic badge kept changing, many people chased after this clue, but interrupted their pursuit, which saved Gongyang Xinghan a lot of trouble.

After they left, Alang still let Ali take the path, and took a shortcut to quickly approach the destination.

When I was in the border city, I went through the customs clearance procedures, because Gongyang Xinghan showed his identity as a great wizard, passed the customs easily, and even brought Alang and Ali without being checked, and just left the border of the Han Empire .

Beyond the national border, it is a three-way zone. This is the junction of several countries. Bandits are rampant, and there are all kinds of people. There are even incognito necromancers among them.

When he got here, Alang reminded Gongyang Xinghan: "It's best to wear your highest badge on your body, people here are still very winking."

Gongyang Xinghan understands that these people are bullying guys.

"The badge of the great magister, is it okay?" Gongyang Xinghan asked A Lang.

"Okay, try not to cause trouble, let's pass here quickly." A Lang said: "At least three days' journey can be saved."

Their carriage is very luxurious, and it looks like a good thing at first glance, but it is just an ordinary multi-horned ox pulling the carriage. This kind of combination is inherently contradictory, and Ali, who is driving the carriage, looks like a boy who has never seen anything in the world.

A lot of people have been hooked on the idea of ​​the carriage.

Soon someone will take action.

It was a group of silver warriors, thirty or forty people, dressed in rags, but their bodies were full of blood, standing in the middle of the road like fools, Ali tightened his grip on the reins: "What are you going to do?"

"I want your carriage." The leader of the other party was a gold-ranked soldier, holding a large blade, with sharp and bloodthirsty eyes, he was not a good person at first sight.

They are all deserters, and they dominate here, and the chaotic life here is more suitable for people like them.

It's much more comfortable than being in the army.

So they took root here, because of their strong strength, each of them enjoyed life here.

"Why?" Ali said angrily, "Get out of the way!"

"Your temper is quite stubborn, isn't it?" The leading golden soldier laughed loudly: "What if we don't let it go?"

"Guys, I advise you to get out of the way." A Lang came out and sat next to Ali: "The people in this car are not something you can offend."

"Who is in the car?" The leading golden warrior laughed loudly: "If they are all as good-looking as you, we'll accept you as male favourites, how about it?"

The people here are not taboo about meat and vegetables, of course, men and women also eat it.

Ali listened to the cloud and mist, but A Lang became angry: "I want to die!"

A light blade slashed out, hitting a silver warrior who was sneaking up to the car.

"I didn't see it, but he's still a light magician." The leading golden warrior laughed loudly: "It's a pity, is there a use for light magic?"

When the light magic is low-level, it really doesn't have much lethality, it is mainly for assistance and healing.

Speaking of it, it is better to deal with undead, and it will not be effective until it is advanced. However, Alang's body is not good now, so he can only use low-level magic. Once high-level magic is activated, the magic power in his body will not be able to suppress the spirit of the undead.

"Show yourself chrysanthemums in the future, shall we?" the other spoke without holding back.

Ali's curious eyes made Alang very angry. Before Alang could mobilize his magic power regardless of his body and give him a fatal blow, Gongyang Xinghan came out: "What's going on?"

On his chest, he wore the badge of the great magister, and the clothes he was wearing were also the magic robe of the great magister. The magic rhythm on it was vigorous and agitated, and it seemed that the magic power was sufficient at first glance.

Moreover, Gongyang Xinghan also took the magic wand given by the half-elf queen. It seemed that he was a wood-type great magister who was not easy to mess with.

"Boss, they blocked the road and robbed." Ali complained: "They also said some inexplicable things."

He didn't understand, but the elder brother understood. Ali felt very uncomfortable. He always felt that the gap between himself and the elder brother was getting bigger and bigger. He also wanted to become stronger and take care of the frail elder brother.

If it was before, these people would have laughed out loud, this kid looked like a baby at first glance.

But now they saw Gongyang Xinghan, they were dumbfounded, this is a great magister!

Even if it is in a three-way zone, it would be nice to have a high-level magician. This is a great magister. In all empires and kingdoms, court mages are treated as such.

It appeared in front of them now, not to mention the shock.

"Oh?" Gongyang Xinghan had actually heard their conversation a long time ago, and he had also heard what Alang said about the chaotic security situation here, but if he wanted to pass, he had to show his strength.

But Gongyang Xinghan didn't want to kill people. In other words, he would not take the initiative to kill people if it was not necessary. He felt that life should be respected, so he respected life.

The ninth-level wood-type magic "green wood prison cage" was used to catch the collapsed mountain apes, and this time it was used to catch these road robbers. In order to show his "ability", he used this to trap people in the cage inside.Then fell on the side of the road: "Okay, let's go."

Ali gritted his teeth and raised his whip: "Drive!"