I am omnipotent because of wine

Thinking seriously in style, the female dragon trembled in fright.

The ferocious elf is almost killing the dragon!

Later, Style harvested a beaten roc bird whose head was full of little stars, and a mother dragon who was holding her own egg son with a look of grief and indignation.

Dragons don't hatch their own eggs.

They dislike their eggs for being ugly and not shiny. Of course, some want to incubate their own eggs, and decorate them with crystals, diamonds, gold, and the like.

This dragon is poor...

Didn't go to Dragon Island with the peloton, it's really, really poor.

The style is the same as this silver female dragon and the roc next to it. They went to the place where they lived before. precious elixir.

One only needs some stones that are useless for cultivation.

One regards things that are useful for cultivation as materials for making one's own nest.

Nothing to waste.

Style himself is wearing things that other people use to save his life as clothes.

Excellent people are surrounded by excellent animals.

Although the style is still used sometimes, he looked at the female dragon with a look of wanting to cut it up and make it into a snack.

Although the size of the roc bird is not as huge as the legends in his world, it is not small, and finally became the size of a chicken, flying in mid-air next to Style.

Mainly, the style, this elf who cares a lot about his face, doesn't want a Roc standing on his shoulders that is the size of a chick and makes the overall look even uglier.

Toned down.

And the bird was honored with a name.

"Big fat, you can think about dyeing your fur. It looks so ugly. Be careful that some people in the college will treat it like an ordinary bird one day, catch it and eat it."

The bird was very stupid, and chirped twice, "No, my lord, I look so much like a skinny chick, human beings will not eat such a weak chick, they will want to keep the chick alive Eat a little fatter, and I will definitely control my weight."

Yinlong rolled his eyes, holding his own egg, it also became smaller, and by the way, his own egg also became smaller, I don't know how to do it, now the image looks like a snake with arms, Holding an egg, the body is very small.

She said, "Some people like to eat it, just like yours, which looks very small. It is fried and steamed, and every bite leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth."

Startled the fat man.

Style gives Yinlong a look, let her experience it by herself.

The female dragon shuddered and shut up.

She felt that if she continued to speak, she might become very unlucky.

Where exactly is the bad luck?Mipeng is quite ugly, so it has no appetite at all. She looks good and is still silver. No matter if it is sliced ​​or whatever, it is also very beautiful when it is eaten.

And she has an egg in her hand...

It was still saying that the Dapeng bird became smaller and was boiled one bite at a time. Her son's eggs are now the size, that is not one bite at a time, but two bites without pressure!

It was an elf when it came, and it was a bird, a dragon, an egg, and an elf when it returned.

Good harvest.

Style won the No.1.

Weird.

The practice game hasn't started yet.

The academy's requirement is to obtain a third-level spiritual plant and a second-level monster's brain core.

As long as you get it, you will pass.

If you get well and get a lot, you will get higher scores bit by bit.

In the style of the crowd eating melons, a fifth-level spiritual plant was removed from the bird's nest of the roc, and handed over to the teacher. From the pile of pitiful gems, a fourth-level monster brain core was taken out.

He probably got used to being frightened, and he always returned to normal, "Then this time, the Elf King will probably be No. 1 in the practice competition."

"Thank you." Style smiled and bent his eyebrows, his golden eyes were fixed on the teacher, and he was stunned to see an adult blushing.

Boy, do you remember when you were one year old?

Then he returned to his tent that looked the most luxurious.

This thing was also brought by the Elf Elders.

Although it is said that if there is no violence, it must be made of silk yarn, but it is also made of silk spit out by the eighth-level monster Kunai spider.

It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and the silver color looks pretty good.

At dinner time, Leng Qiongyan came back from the forest when the teacher came to inform him that it was time to eat, with a tired look on his face.

She didn't fight the monsters much.

Today is just the day she gets the golden finger.

Although Goldfinger was cut off directly.

Her exhaustion comes from the fact that all her self-confidence has been blown away, she even has a little bit of self-loathing now, of course this mood will not last for a long time, after all, she is also the top killer of a generation that comes and goes in the wind and rain.

Let her mourn quietly for a while.

When everyone was sitting around the campfire eating food, maybe the atmosphere was so good, everyone talked about the process of fighting when they met the monster in the monster forest.

Some people even broke through during the battle.

Of course, there are also people who are unlucky enough to be chased by monsters.

However, no one was seriously injured or died, and they looked very happy, at most they had torn some clothes or something.

Young children.

very young.

This group of children is only about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest among them is style.

Although Leng Qiongyan, who also looked fifteen or sixteen years old, came from that world, it was hard to understand why these fifteen or sixteen-year-olds were harvested into the harem.

Style controls your own thinking, don't continue to bend down, take the barbecue handed over by the classmate next to you with a shy face, and thank her seriously, "Thank you."

The girl looked very shy, "You're welcome, it's just that I'm not very good at crafting, you, don't dislike me." After replying a word, she ran away in a hurry.

Shi Feng shook his head, dumbfounded, when others brought all the food in front of him, he still disliked it?

That is sick.

Enjoying the piece of barbecue beautifully, Style still didn't give up in his heart. He wanted to cut up Linglong and grill it. After all, Yinlong's body is really big, and you can eat several meals by just picking out a corner.

Linglong is the name of the female dragon.

Linglong, who was stared at by golden pupils, just wanted to pretend that she couldn't see or feel anything.

Such a ferocious elf actually wants to eat dragons, are you still an elf? !

The big roc, which became the size of a chicken, came down from mid-air and squatted aside, Shi Feng even tore the piece of barbecue into several strips, and handed it to his mouth.

All in all, getting along with one person and one bird is quite pleasant.

It's a pity that Linglong, who was regarded as a food reserve, always felt uneasy.

I really want to cry, but I am afraid of being kicked away by Style.

"I, I want to eat too." Linglong said cautiously, she felt that if she went hunting without permission, she might be very unlucky to find something to eat.

This elf is completely different from ordinary elves.

He didn't even care if he could contract them both.

But it was so easy to defeat the two of them at that time, and it was very powerful after all. Once the group of elves who protected their weaknesses found out that they had become an elf's means of transportation and ran away, Linglong felt that she would die even worse.

"What do you want to eat? Ah, what's Long's recipe?" Feng Style was very curious. The little chick next to him was not stressed about eating barbecue, and Style also forgot to ask Dapeng what to eat.

"It's fine to eat monsters." Linglong felt that the style didn't seem so cruel, and it seemed that she could go hunting like this.

"Then you go, and take Dapang with you. The monster brain nucleus you get will belong to whoever kills it. If you are greedy for Dapang's brain nucleus, I will roast your son and eat it." Style shifted his gaze The egg in Linglong's hand.

But I also said in my heart that I will not scare her after scaring her for the last time.

In any case, it has become my own means of transportation, even if it is transportation, it is too cruel to become a food reserve~

After that, a little snake and a little bird left here to hunt without anyone noticing.

Basically, in the eyes of the teacher, the style of No.1 grade has been set, and I slept beautifully in the tent.

The next day, Leng Qiongyan had returned to normal, and the heroine's strength was still very strong, both in her heart and herself.

Leng Qiongyao, the female partner, probably wanted to fight against Leng Qiongyan by nature. The latter had just stepped into the forest, and the former also brought his younger brothers and sisters into the forest.

Today in the storyline, the sisters will have a battle!

However, the dragon egg gained strength because of the contract it signed with the heroine, and today it broke out of its shell, and with two slaps, it sent the first round of cannon fodder Leng Qiongyao to receive a lunch box.

Of course, there will be one after another slag and cannon fodder.

Otherwise, how could it bring out Leng Qiongyan's growing strength gradually.

But there are no more dragon eggs.

Leng Qiongyan is a killer, and the killer is very good at weighing the pros and cons. I believe she will probably avoid Leng Qiongyao's side to see if she can get another pet.

Leng Qiongyan didn't think that getting the style of two adult pets was robbing her of her chance, but she felt that only someone as powerful as him could be worthy of those two beasts.

in other words……

Could this heroine be a pedophile?

Only a one-year-old style, no pressure at all to sleep in, what I saw when I was awake was a very warm-hearted teacher who came to greet me.

"Why did the Elf King stay in the tent for so long? Is he feeling a little uncomfortable?"

Style is not only the elf king of the elves, he also brings the social situation of the human race and another race in human society.

Looks like a prince visiting another country.

If something goes wrong in this country, then his own, the country that is stronger than the land visited, will very shamelessly go to war.

"No, it's just that I still need a little rest." Style's face was neither red nor heartbeat, the same as his daily expression.

The teacher believed it, "If you don't have enough rest time, don't stay up late and play with other students next time."

While eating barbecue yesterday, and a group of students were bragging, although his style didn't get into the conversation, he sat quietly and listened, which was loved by many students.

The students wanted to tell him their situation even more, hoping to attract his attention, which led to the style of listening to the story all night.

Oh, it's sad to be so likable.

Maybe elves also have the attribute of narcissism?

It doesn't matter.

That night, Style saw another egg found in the heroine's hand. The lines on it could tell it was a bird's egg at a glance. The green lines looked very regular. Out.

Without the dragon, the heroine still created a Qingluan with the blood of the Phoenix.

but……

This girl may not know what it means for birds with the blood of the phoenix to be of the same clan?

then……

That night the camp was attacked by all the surrounding birds.

Whether it was low-level monsters or high-level monsters, or even ordinary birds, they all came to peck at the students and teachers in the camp.

that scene.

There's no one left.

On the second day, the students with full heads laughed loudly at the images of each other. They also guessed that some students might have gotten good things, but it didn't matter.

They are all students, and they must fight together when facing monsters, especially these monsters, their strength is not particularly strong, and they are still within the range they can persist.

Experience is inherently dangerous.

These birds are air raiders, attacking from the air, just to train these students how to deal with it.

The teacher also felt good.

Accompanied by the students being pecked all over their heads.

There is nothing to say about the style.

He can't eat meat now.

The students patronize their own experience, and they usually deal with it casually when eating. No matter how much they feel that the style is prosperous and beautiful, and they want to please him, or like his face, everyone really doesn't have time, right?

I can't bear it.

The roc changed into its original shape and uttered a long cry to the group of birds. That day, all the birds ran away.

The students still have some meaning, but they also know that they have almost reached their limit, and it will take a while to repair this full head, after all, some birds have poisonous beaks.

Simultaneously.

The style is finally worthy of the barbecue given by other students.

If you are lazy, you are too lazy to be thorough. Style is very keen on the small life that can make him live a happy life.

Even on the third day, with Linglong and Fatty, they ran directly to the inner circle to hunt a treasure hunter. This kind of small thing has no attack power, but its ability to escape is very strong, and they can find many treasures.

Linglong got some precious stones from the little mouse, and Da Pang snatched some bird feathers from him, saying that the nest made of wool was very warm.

Style poked the little mouse's nose, squatted down and said, "Do you know where there is wine? As far as I know, some monsters that can transform into humans also like wine very much. If you know where there is, I will let you go." If you don’t know, I didn’t just take your gems like Linglong, and only some feathers like Fatty, I’ll rob you of everything, and help you lose weight by the way~”

Losing weight is definitely not a good idea.

The rat's fur exploded.

Chatting quickly, there are still a few monsters in the monster forest that can transform into humans, and one of them is the nine-tailed sky fox who likes to drink.

That kind of thing pretentiously regards itself as the king of beasts. The little mouse really doesn't believe that this elf can beat the king of beasts, but... this elf can definitely bully him easily.

If Style and Nine-Tailed Sky Fox had never fought before, but escaped, the consequences for the little mouse would still be dire.

So explain carefully.

"It's not necessarily true. Nothing is absolute." Style still has a good impression of foxes. Back then, Hu Sanyao's silly fox made him understand that not every fox is cunning and cunning.

Maybe the nine-tailed celestial fox would be happy to exchange wine with him for some genius treasures?

The little mouse leads the way.

The style is in the territory of the so-called nine-tailed sky fox, and it smells like a fox from afar.

The style feels so familiar...

Frowning, he thought it shouldn't be such a coincidence, the little mouse led the way, and a group of four heads ran straight to the fox's cave.

only……

[System, please tell me, why is this guy Hu Sanyao?You explain to me! 】Style looks at the big fox lying on the ground, rolling around while doing nothing, with a bald face.

[This fox was slowly cultivating in that dharma-ending era. With good luck, he was also brought to this world when the heroine traveled through time, but his timeline was different from that of the heroine. He came a thousand years earlier than the heroine. irrelevant. 】The system also has a headache, why is it such a coincidence?

The fox probably smelled it, "Is the style yours? Isn't it? Isn't it?"

"What's wrong with me again." Style answered smoothly.

The moment the fox opened its eyes, it changed into its original form, and it was still the same as before.

If there is any difference, it is probably a little stronger, although it is still a dish in terms of style.

"Ah, I knew it was you. When you died at that time, I felt strange when I didn't find the soul. After traveling to this world, I slowly cultivated until the nine-tailed celestial fox crossed the catastrophe. I got some news, and sure enough, I really met you, hehehehe."

Fox is the same as before.

The difference is that he is getting older, and now he is called Old Fox.

Holding the thighs of style, happy to go to heaven.

"Get up!" He was less than 1 meters tall and was hugged by a 5 meters old man. The style was different from the previous world. It was completely impossible to kick.

"Brother Feng, how can you say that about me? Doesn't your conscience hurt? I have been in this world for so long, and I finally broke through the nine-tailed sky fox. I knew you would come, but I saved a lot of wine for you. , you treat me like this, do you believe that I used all that wine to take a bath?"

Hu Sanyao is all about flattering the style, this guy is used to playing with the style, there is a big boss covering the whole world, he can go wherever he wants, how comfortable, struggling alone!

"If you don't like spicy chicken, I don't care." The style is calm, dad, I will be short of your wine?