"Child, big sister, please, you can let me cook this piece of meat!"

Weighing nearly 300 pounds, Brock, whose arms are almost as thick as Ivan's legs, pleaded with Ivan.

Ivan said with a reluctant face: "No, eldest sister." I found that I could absorb the power of the gods, and Dvalin had the godhead of Barbatos in him, and I felt that eating it raw should maximize the strength. "

No, no, no, it's so savage to eat raw, how good it is to eat it when it's cooked, and the eldest sister promises to give you a whole double fragrance..."

Although it is said that there was a wolf holding him when he fell, it does not mean that he was not injured at all, according to the magical Hopskin observation, including the owner of the Vision, everyone suffered internal injuries of different sizes except for the particles.

There were a total of 206 bones in the human body, and Bennett had 192 fractures, and only the bones of Xiaoyao Root and nearby ones were spared.

It's miserable.

Ivan, on the other hand, has 17 broken bones, and even moving is a problem just like this, and if he is picked up by Bullock, Ivan estimates that he will have to add a few new injuries.

At first, Brock walked with a stone the size of a man, supposedly to lose weight, and then he was attracted by the dragon meat in the hands of the two hunters.

Dvalin's meat, the meat of the gods' dependents, is something that many chefs can't ask for in their lifetime, and if they were cooked, Brock would probably have to move a few generations higher in his family's family tree!

"Alright, Bullock the Meat-Eater." Draff stroked his beard and said, "Since this kid wants you not to waste anything, you'd better make it into a cold meat platter and not let the heat evaporate."

Brock patted the cyan dragon meat: "Draff the kitten, you know a bird's egg!" Dragon meat smells very stinky, so naturally you need a lot of spices to assist you and make it into a cold meat platter, which is estimated to choke this kid to death!

Ivan said weakly: "That... I've eaten on Dvalin before..."

"Wait, you've climbed on Stormterror!"

"What! You've just eaten it raw!

Draff and Bullock were both loud voices, and the call directly sent the nearby people to help fix the injuries, and people called out.

What a crazy move to climb on top of Dvalin! Not even Grand Master Falga had ever tried!

Draff hurried home, rummaging through the cabinet and pulling out a cylindrical object wrapped in cloth.

Open it and take a look.

"Whew~It's still there~" Draff smiled, "Dandelion wine!" Ha ha! Great adventure stories need wine, hehe, how Ivan climbed onto Anemoterror's back and ripped off a large piece of meat, I want to listen to it! "

But as soon as Draff turned around, he saw . .

"DIONA!" Draff screamed in fright, "How are you... It's still here..."

Diona grinned and snatched Draff's wine, "I'll go back this afternoon!" I wanted to spend more time with you! "

Barbatos is on top! Didn't I get you to quit drinking? Look what you become every time you drink!

"The last time I was drunk, I saw Big Sister Bullock yelling to hunt the Boar King, and as a result, two bones were broken, and if Bullock hadn't been merciful enough to carry you to the Church of Zephyr, you would have been summoned by Babatos a long time ago."

"And last time, you didn't say that the magical Hops was your distant cousin the magical Renault, my Barbatos, how did I not know that there was a man named Renaud Katzlein!"

"Barbatos above, you are the famous Qingquan Wine Mengzi, the stupidest drunkard in Mondstadt, and the disgrace of Kaitz Rhein!"

Draff hurriedly covered Diona's mouth: "Come on, be quiet!" The one who has been in the limelight lately, the despicable Ivan, you know?

"Don't you want to hear the story of his adventures, along with Kaea the Swordsman of the Cold Wind, Fischl, the Guilty Princess, and the Kingwolf's guards?"

"Humph!" Diona clutched the bottle and tilted her head, "I'm just here to supervise you not to drink, not to listen to the story!"

Draff smiled and led Diona to Ivan, but his eyes were glancing at the bottle from time to time, and occasionally he would be glared at when he met Diona's gaze.

"Alas, what a failure my father should have!"

By the time Draff and his daughter arrived, Brock had set up a nearby stove and started cooking dragon meat, which was stewed.

Now it was blanching, and the unique smell of dragon meat spread in the air, and then Ivan watched with reluctance as the blanched dragon blood was splashed on the ground, and a group of cultivators frantically snatched and licked it.

"No... These are my powers, no! Ivan clutched his chest, his eyes full of sorrow, "It hurts, it hurts!" "

Ivan did not tell his story, it was Timaeus and Schutz who were in charge of telling it.

The power of words is fascinating.

The two of them portrayed Ivan as an ordinary man, fighting in the face of the dragon's brave provocation.

The epic spectacle of the Vision owner battling the dragon, and the ever-changing tricks of the wolf as he leads the people to escape, are a delight to listen to for these hunters.

Many people unconsciously opened the flask hanging from their waists and drank while listening.

Fischl shouted next to Bennett, who couldn't speak at all, about the middle two languages, the back garden of the Pure Land at night, and the arrows of the princess.

Kaeya slowly drank the wine sent by the hunters, listened to the story of being changed by the devil, and lay on the stretcher with a satisfied face.

Klee lay on Kaeya's stretcher, using the camera's makeshift lens, looking at all she had recorded.

Ivan, on the other hand, covered his chest in pain and looked at the dragon meat with reluctance.

Diona looked at Ivan and muttered: "Cut, I thought it was some kind of brave guy, isn't this just an ordinary person who is handsome... Belch...... Well, a very handsome ordinary person, there is not a trace of murder in his eyes, he is far worse than Kaia..."

Then, Diona looked back at her father, only to see Draff staring hungrily at the wine in Diona's arms, and then being trampled on the instep of her foot.

"Whew! Roar roar roar~"

Draff hugged his feet and screamed, drawing ridicule from the surroundings.

"Look at that, the kitten Draff must have been stealing a drink and was caught by Diona the ocelot."

Draff rubbed his feet and turned around and shouted, "What are you! I didn't!

"Still lying, I passed by your door just now and was scolded by Diona jumping and scolding."

"The hunter's business... Can it be called stealing... Call...... It's called discovery! That's right!

Then Draff began to talk about the three principles of the hunter, the hunting, the mysteries, the leprosy, and the leper gnome, and then talked about Leoch getting out of his animal companions, and the air of joy in the clearing.

Diona looked at Draff's eyes, glanced at other people's wine jugs from time to time, "snorted", and ran to Ivan: "Hey, this bottle of wine is cheap for you!"

Seeing this, Draff immediately covered his heart, that bottle of wine was a limited edition, and he spent 20,000 Mora to buy it, which was the money of a pig's leg!

This little padded jacket leaks!

Ivan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "But, I don't drink." "

Really?"

"It's true!"

(In this class, I don't want to go on anymore

) (Young people shouldn't stay from the electronics

factory) (When the weather gets cooler, it's time to leave the electronics factory, I read the comments before, a buddy recommended me to be a delivery boy, I'll try it when the time comes) (

But, before leaving, I have to ask for a girl's WeChat... )

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