The little guy could float in the air as soon as he was born. After swimming a little, he jumped up to Du Ziyuan''s shoulder.


    It was supported by its two hind legs, its slender body straightened up, and then put its two front claws on Du Ziyuan''s face, rubbing its head against Du Ziyuan, which seemed very close. His mouth kept sending out a tender cry: "baa ~"


    "No, how could it be sheep barking?" Du Ziyuan wondered, "is it because of early hatching and dysplasia?"


    He quickly put Bruce Lee in the palm of his hand and held it up for observation.


    Look in the magic mirror!


    Through the magic mirror, Du Ziyuan saw Bruce Lee''s blood race.


    Golden Eye ink dragon, ink dragon variant, blood has reached the level of pure blood dragon!


    "Pure blood dragon? Isn''t it a defective product? How did it hatch? Instead, it''s a pure blood dragon?" Du Ziyuan looked at Xiao Jin unexpectedly. "Your blood is very useful. Don''t give me any more?"


    Xiao Jin quickly covered his hand and shook his head wrongfully: "no, master, don''t draw my blood again."


    "Er... Why do you make me sound like a vampire?" Du Ziyuan threw the pineapple bag to her. If she doesn''t want to bleed, let her go. Anyway, the golden eye ink dragon has hatched.


    He looked at the little guy who kept swimming around his fingers: "I have to give you a name. Since it''s Mo long, take an ink word in the name. What''s your name? Xiao Mo? No, it sounds a bit like a plane cup seller, Xuan Mo? Er, still no, the name is too magical... Forget it, you''re as thin and long as bamboo, so I''d better call you mo Yun."


    "Baa ~" the little guy seemed to like the name very much, raised his head and shouted happily at Du Ziyuan.


    "Alas, why is the sound so strange? You don''t think you are a sheep? Although you have horns, you and sheep are not the same species." Du Ziyuan has a headache. Is that the problem of the defective product?


    ……


    Three days later, the big troops of Aolan country finally arrived at the imperial city of Qifeng country, and there were only two days left from the beginning of Qifeng Festival.


    "Where did you get so many things?" Pei Mingyang looked at the pile of mineral vein land deeds in his hand and was completely stunned.


    Du Ziyuan said, "there are a bunch of people who insist on giving it to me, but it''s useless for me to take it. Just work hard and exchange it for the property of Haifeng County."


    "The value of these things is not low, but someone will give them to you for nothing?" Pei Mingyang asked incredulously.


    "There''s no way to have a good character." Du Ziyuan stalled.


    Seeing that he was so shameless, Pei Mingyang had no choice. He just handed over all the land deeds to Lao Wu and planned to deal with them at that time.


    Ao Lan country sent the relatives. Naturally, someone from Qifeng country would come to meet them. They waited outside the city gate for a short time, and the welcoming team from Qifeng country came mighty.


    The leader is a man of about 30. He has a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is also very tall. Compared with Pei Mingyang, he is completely two extremes. The horse under his crotch is not ordinary. It looks like a wolf, but his head is nearly two meters tall.


    Du Ziyuan swept through the magic mirror and immediately recognized that it was a powerful monster, called the wind beast. His cultivation has reached the peak of spiritual cultivation and may become a big demon at any time.


    [if you can have such a high-level mount, this guy must be the crown prince of Qifeng country.]


    In fact, as Du Ziyuan guessed, as soon as the man arrived, the envoys of Aolan country immediately paid homage and shouted "Prince". However, the prince ignored them and directly drove the fierce wind beast to the frame of Princess Yunman.


    He glanced at Du Ziyuan, Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu standing on the side. His eyes only stayed on Lao Wu for a moment, then he pulled out a long gun hung on the wild wind beast. Unexpectedly, he planned to pick up the driving curtain directly.


    "Prince! No!" the envoy of Ao Lan quickly exclaimed, trying to stop his reckless behavior.


    However, the crown prince of Qifeng state had a sneer on his face and was not ready to stop.


    The fifth man wanted to stop it, but a sense of crisis suddenly hit him. It turned out that a swordsman was pulling out his sword among the people who came with the prince not far away. The explicit killing intention directly targeted the fifth man. At such a distance, if the fifth man dared to fight the prince and meet him, it would be a fierce attack from the swordsman.


    Pei Mingyang was furious and wanted to stop him. However, someone took a step ahead of him.


    When the tip of the prince''s gun was half a meter away from the car curtain, an umbrella suddenly appeared on one side. With a bang, he poked his gun into the sky. The prince himself and the wind beast couldn''t stop, and stepped back several steps.


    However, the prince always held the long gun tightly and didn''t let it go, although the price was that his right hand was green and trembling.


    Du Ziyuan took back his umbrella and clubbed it on the ground. Holding the umbrella handle, he said to the prince, "I haven''t got married yet. What''s the hurry? Don''t you know that girls in Aolan country can''t see outsiders before marriage?"


    The prince stared at Du Ziyuan. Du Ziyuan keenly caught the flash of anger on his face. He sneered: "who are you? What qualifications do you have to stop the palace?"


    However, Du Ziyuan ignored him and said to the envoy of Aolan country, "since the wedding team is coming, hurry to the city and stay here to bask in the sun?"


    The envoy was almost frightened when he saw the conflict between the two men. Although Du Ziyuan is a scholar, the weight of the word "mountain wind" in Aolan country is definitely not lower or even higher than that of a master who controls the sky.


    As an analogy, Du Ziyuan is the "nuclear weapon" of Aolan culture, and it is the most powerful one.


    The crown prince of Qifeng country on the other side is also scared to death. If you offend him, you don''t know what kind of attitude it will be on the side of Qifeng country.


    Well, you can''t offend either side. At this time, I really want to knock myself out by falling a piece of cut cake from the sky.


    Seeing that Du Ziyuan ignored himself, the prince sneered: "Eagle guard, kill him."


    As soon as the order was given, twenty people in the brigade following him immediately pulled out their swords and rushed towards Du Ziyuan. The attack rhythm of these people is neat and uniform, and the fluctuation of Yuan force on them is suffocating, at least in the middle of the congenital period. If it were put on the battlefield, it would definitely exist like a meat grinder.


    Facing the oncoming killing intention, Du Ziyuan just said to the envoy, "Hey, what you see is their first hand."


    At the same time, he took out the banana fan in his hand and directly fanned it towards the group.


    Hoo!


    For a moment, the wind blew.