The government assigns a daughter-in-law, which needs to be chosen?

Chapter 270 The Old Dragon's Entrustment

That night.

Lin Fan brought his daughter-in-law to the palace once again.

The so-called strict security naturally does not exist in front of them.

Lin Fan looked as usual, and when he entered the palace, he headed towards the underground palace that he had visited once during the day.

Solanum nigrum followed closely behind, but compared to usual, her face was unusually ruddy, like a ripe peach.

Today's initiative, she can be said to have opened up a new world, and she is a little weak now.

It is true that in-depth communication between men and women is a channel leading to the depths of a woman's soul.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you blushing?"

Lin Fan noticed his daughter-in-law's face, and immediately stopped and asked with a smile.

"You have the nerve to say it"

Solanum nigrum reached out and slapped Lin Fan, and his face became even more rosy.

"Isn't it all what you want?"

Lin Fan pretended to be wronged and opened his mouth.

Solanum nigrum's face turned even redder, and she turned her head to the side: "I'm ignoring you."

"Ha ha!"

Lin Fan suddenly laughed, and hugged his daughter-in-law in his arms, and truly understood that the princess's daughter-in-law is cuter than imagined.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Solanum nigrum pulled out the salty pig's hand that was stuck in her belly pocket, and said coquettishly.

"Well, let's get down to business first, but it's agreed tonight, and no one is allowed to sleep."

Lin Fan didn't go further, but he didn't forget to tell the things mentioned.

"You've got necrosis."

Solanum nigrum straightened her clothes with a blushing face, but she didn't refuse.

The two continued to go deeper.

Soon came to the entrance of the underground palace.

There are many traps here, but in front of Lin Fan, who is a full-level mechanism skill, these traps are just tricks.

Easily,

Just break open the entrance mechanism.

There is no defensive force inside, or the old dragon itself is the strongest defense.

Even the bishop who cooperated with the virtuous king fell silently into the hands of the old dragon. His strength was truly unfathomable and transcendent.

"You came."

When Lin Fan arrived, the old dragon opened his closed eyes.

When it saw the black nightshade next to Lin Fan, it just glanced at it and didn't say much.

Solanum nigrum breathed a sigh of relief seeing this scene, she was really worried that the old dragon would be unhappy.

Fortunately it didn't happen.

Lin Fan seemed to have expected it a long time ago. Hearing this, he smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm here."

"Come up."

The old dragon spoke again, signaling Lin Fan to go to the stone platform where he was.

"Daughter of the Long family, since you're here, you should come up too."

Seeing Solanum nigrum hesitant to follow, it spoke again.

Solanum nigrum felt relieved, and followed her husband onto the stone platform.

The stone platform is very large.

Even though the old dragon was nearly ten feet long, it didn't take up much space when coiled on it.

The two of Lin Fan came up, looking very small in this huge stone platform.

"Can you release the power of qi and blood contained in your body?"

The old dragon's big eyes stared fixedly at Lin Fan and asked.

"can."

Lin Fan didn't refuse anything, just nodded and released the power of blood in his body. He also wanted to know why the other party called him.

As for tricks.

As a cheating man, how could he be afraid of such a thing?

Boom!

The surging power of qi and blood is completely different from the internal power of ordinary martial arts practitioners. The moment it is released, a light red field is formed around it.

The dragon's chant came clearly to my ears.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the power of the dragon.

Because of the power of opening and hanging, Lin Fan cultivated the Nine Transformations of Nilong to the ninth transformation level, and his body completely transformed. He completely transformed the power contained in the Dragon Blood Pill into himself, and it was no longer an external force.

"It's really the power of the ancestors, how much the dragon yearns for it!"

The old dragon closed his eyes slightly, intoxicated by the perception of this power.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, always feeling that something was wrong with the old dragon in front of him.

Solanum nigrum was also a little scared, and silently stood beside Lin Fan.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, and the old dragon opened his eyes again.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. This time I called you here, I really just gave you something."

Seeing the reaction of the two, the old dragon immediately opened his mouth to explain.

After speaking, without making unnecessary movements, he raised his vigorous dragon claws and dug hard towards the stone slab in the center.

At this time, the two also noticed.

Compared with other stone slabs with traces of movement on the stone platform, the stone slab in the center is exceptionally smooth, as if the old dragon that was moving on it had never stepped on it.

Seeing the other party digging this place, both of them couldn't help being curious.

"What could it be?"

Lin Fan touched his chin, and he became more curious about the other party's solemn items.

Solanum nigrum is similar, or she is very curious from the beginning to the end, what is the guardian beast that she supports, and she wants to give it to this husband.

The old dragon's claws are sharp.

The hard bluestone slabs were easily dug up like bean curd residue.

In the blink of an eye,
A ten foot deep pit was dug out of the flat stone platform.

When digging to this depth, the old dragon began to become cautious, as if he was worried about hurting something inside.

"Like an egg?"

Nightshade kept staring into the pit, and soon saw something.

It was an egg.

It doesn't look very big, it's about the size of a basketball, it's oval in shape, and it's gradually dug out.

Such an egg, except that it is a little bigger than ordinary poultry eggs, has nothing too eye-catching.

But if you look carefully, you can find something extraordinary in it.

Because the top of the egg shell is not as smooth and flat as ordinary eggs, but covered with fine and dense scales, which are neatly arranged one by one, as if covered with rare horns.

There are scales on the shell of the egg. I have never heard of any egg like this, and only in the so-called Zhenshan Haijing game can I see this kind of fancy operation.

"Could it be a dragon egg?"

Lin Fan thought of a counterpart.

"Yes, it is the dragon egg, and it is the only pure blood left by the ancestors, which can be called the dragon egg of the real dragon clan."

The old dragon nodded slightly, confirming Lin Fan's guess, but after talking about it, his eyes showed sadness again: "It's a pity that he suffered a disaster before he was born, and now he barely retains a trace of vitality, which may be annihilated at any time, let alone hatched."

"Is it a dead egg?"

Lin Fan asked again after hearing the words.

The old dragon replied: "Except for retaining a glimmer of life, it can indeed be called a dead egg."

Lin Fan was a little excited at first, thinking that it was a prank in the story, and he picked up a dragon egg of a dragon for nothing.

But now,
I found myself excited in vain.

However, Lao Long's next words brightened his eyes again.

"But there is a glimmer of life, but it can't be called a dead egg."

The old dragon added.

"You don't want to say that the power of my qi and blood can completely awaken this vitality, so that this dragon egg can be hatched?"

When Lin Fan heard this, he suddenly felt inexplicably familiar, or this routine was too routine to be true.

"How do you know?"

The old dragon was stunned for a moment, because this was indeed what it wanted to say.

Lin Fan was speechless.

How could he not know, is this the most commonly used routine in the story?

"Indeed."

The old dragon didn't struggle too much, so he calmed down and said, "So I plan to entrust you with the dragon eggs left by our ancestors. I don't know if you are willing to help. Of course, I won't let you work in vain. This dragon ball is my reward."

At the end of the words, the old dragon spat out a white bead the size of a baby's fist that exuded a gleaming light.

This is exactly Dragon Ball.

A legendary treasure.

(End of this chapter)