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Ye Zichuan was a little moved.

A dozen dragon eggs, if all hatched, when they grow to maturity, they will be a dozen lower gods.

This is still the lowest, in case there is a high-level dragon egg among them, and a high-ranking dragon is cultivated, then it is really powerful.

The dragon mother raised three dragons and almost dominated the world.

If he raises more than a dozen, not to mention the unified universe, this small galaxy can at least account for half of it?

With eyes flickering, Ye Zichuan began to think about the pros and cons of this.

"I can give you the god position of the dragon driver." He said.

"What about the conditions?" Yulong was very calm.

"The Covenant of the Gods is not on me now, so I have to go back and discuss it, but 80 to 90% shouldn't be a problem." Ye Zichuan said: "But in order to verify what you said is true or false, I will take ten dragon eggs back to verify. , In case nothing can be hatched, I can't suffer a loss."

"Ten?" The corner of the dragon driver's mouth twitched.

The lion really opened his mouth, he wouldn't really think that the dragon egg is a bargain?

These more than a dozen are left over from the long age of the gods.

In ancient times, the entire Alps was a paradise for giant dragons. It was vast and boundless, and there were many dragon riders. I don’t know how many dragons were raised, and many dragon eggs were left behind.

But after such a long time, most of the dragon eggs lost their energy and lost their life fluctuations.

Only a dozen of them are left with signs of life, but in a few hundred thousand years, these dragon eggs will probably die completely.

"One!" said the dragon driver: "These are the only remaining dragon eggs left over from ancient times. Losing one is a sin. I can't give you that much."

"Five, can't be less. I want to see your sincerity. I don't know how many people in the world want to leave the gods in the covenant of the gods. I will give you the opportunity to talk to you. It has already given you a lot of face. "Ye Zichuan wrangled.

He didn't know what the covenant of the gods looked like, or what it was.

"Two." The dragon-master gritted his teeth, his heart dripping with blood.

He regrets a bit now, maybe he shouldn't ask Ye Zichuan to negotiate terms.

Nima is too pitted.

"Five! It must not be less. It is a waste to put it on you. What if you become a dead egg? Then you will be the last generation of dragon-riding people and shame your ancestors."

The Dragon Controlling stared, and when they talked about terms, they talked about terms. How did they pull out the ancestors?

The two wrangled for a long time, and in the end, the dragon driver only agreed to give three, so I won't talk about it.

Ye Zichuan finally agreed.

Anyway, it was the empty glove white wolf, how he didn't suffer, let's see what the dragon egg looks like.

In case three dragons really hatch, then he is a new generation of dragon mothers...No, dragon father.

Others raise cats and dogs and I raise dragons, are you afraid?

It's just going up right away, isn't it?

I never pretend to be forced, just stand there with three dragons, it is the strongest pretend to be!

"In one month at the latest, I will give you news and I will go to the Alps to find you."

"I hope you keep your promises." The dragon driver looked at Ye Zichuan with deep eyes.

Putting away the three dragon eggs, the mountain of the gods was finally over, Ye Zichuan's figure flashed, and disappeared.

The dragon driver watched him leave, and sighed after a long while.

Negotiating terms with the enemy, or even being a comrade-in-arms, don’t know if his choice is right?

If those ancestors were still alive, I'm afraid they would be the first to kill him.

"Heirs of the dragon? East? West? Hey..."

With the last sound falling, the dragon-handling man drove the black dragon and disappeared to the end of the horizon.

The future is infinite, and the ending is uncertain. Who can tell?

Maybe, there is really such a chance...

Returning to his own space, Ye Zichuan came to Su Peishan for the first time.

At this time, she was soaking in a big bathtub, without any strands, with many wounds on her body, looking hideous and terrifying.

Luo Xue, who lives in the space, has already cleaned her body.

Logically speaking, with Su Peishan's current physique, such a wound should heal itself.

But perhaps because these injuries were left by the lower gods, they have not healed for a long time.

With a beckon, a drop of ambergris flew over and dripped into the bathtub.

Then, a bead of thousand-year-old elixir also flew in, all of which were smelted by Ye Zichuan, turned into drops of crystal clear liquid, and melted into the water.

The rich energy, rich fragrance, the smell of medicine permeates the whole room, which makes people feel comfortable.

Looking at Su Peishan's wounds, and discovering that those wounds are finally beginning to heal, Ye Zichuan breathed out.

Except for excessive blood loss and serious injury, Su Peishan is considered intact, and there is no accident in her soul breath.

As long as the injury heals, after a period of recovery, you can wake up.

"Are the outside things over?" Luo Xue asked warmly.

She could only speak so softly to Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan nodded: "It's all over."

"That's good." Luo Xue also let go of her hanging heart.

Every time Ye Zichuan went out, she would feel uneasy, and she would be worried for a long time.

"By the way, take you to see a few things."

"What?" Luo Xue blinked, a little curious.

Ye Zichuan didn't say much, and took her to another place.

By the medicine field, Ye Zichuan's face twitched violently as soon as he arrived here.

"Fuck?"

Looking at the medicinal field that was almost withered for a little while, he almost bleeds distressedly.

I was paying attention to Su Peishan's injury just now, but I didn't notice the change here for a while.

With a thought, an invisible space barrier appeared around the medicine field, and he was isolated.

Then Ye Zichuan turned his head and looked at the culprit!

Three dragon eggs!

It was them, just a few minutes after they came to the space, they actually drew a half and a half of the energy of the medicinal field, and thousands of elixir plants withered.

It's like a bottomless pit, not full at all.

With one head and two big heads, Ye Zichuan felt that he had raised three big pits.

Who the hell can stand it?

"What is this?" Luo Xue held a dragon egg, her eyes strange.

The dragon egg is the size of a human head, with dragon scales on it, simple and hard, without brilliance, only weak life fluctuations.

"Dragon Egg." Ye Zichuan drooped his head, somewhat listless.

"Dragon egg?" Luo Xue opened her mouth slightly, a little surprised: "Can you hatch a dragon?"

"En." Ye Zichuan nodded absent-mindedly: "The western dragon is not the Chinese dragon."

Luo Xue's heart beat violently.

Where did Ye Zichuan go when he went out and brought back three dragon eggs?

Does this creature in myths and legends really exist?Or is it raw?

"I like this one." Luo Xue said suddenly.

She was holding a dragon egg with light blue brilliance, and she seemed to sense something.

"Okay, this one will be given to you, but it will be hatched here now."

Ye Zichuan felt that one, no, three bottomless pits appeared in front of him, waiting for him to take the initiative to jump in.