A group of barbarian dragons surrounded Gackle's flying beast and kept spinning.

Gackley was also full of joy.

At this time, the tribe's patriarch suddenly sent someone to invite Gakelay.

Gackley came to the patriarch's igloo.

As soon as he arrived here, he became nervous reflexively.

Since he has memories, the impression the patriarch gave him has always been that he is not harsh.

In his opinion, the patriarch was a strict, rigid and conservative barbarian dragon.

Of course, what made Gackley most nervous was the strength of the patriarch.

A super strongman of level six.

The strongest existence in the entire tribe.

It is impossible for him to be nervous in the face of such an existence.

The last time he came here was more than a month ago, when he borrowed the Barbarian Dragon Stone.

When he entered the igloo, he was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

Fortunately, my father greeted the patriarch in advance, but in the end he didn't say anything, the patriarch gave him 300 barbarian dragon stones.

“Hu—Hu—Hu—Hu—”

Standing outside the igloo door, he took a few deep breaths first.

Another secretly organized language in my mind.

When you go in, you should first thank the patriarch for 300 barbarian dragon stones that the clan leader lent to him.

Then ask the patriarch what he is looking for.

Must be polite.

Be careful.

Don't make any mistakes.

Well, that's it.

I will definitely do it.

I secretly vented myself a few more times and took a few more deep breaths.

He gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.

Inside the house, the voice of the patriarch came: "Come in."

The sound still sounds so harsh, rigid and conservative.

Gackley felt his legs stiff.

He quickly transported energy to his legs, and then he felt a little better.

He walked carefully into the house and closed the door.

Then, when he turned around, he was stunned.

The patriarch was smiling at him.

Uh... the patriarch will laugh?

Could it be the patriarch pretending to be another barbarian dragon?

"Come here, sit here, sit here."

The patriarch greeted him enthusiastically and poured a glass of water for Gakelay himself.

This made Gackley confused.

I forgot all the language actions and other things I prepared before.

But the patriarch didn't seem to care about his rudeness and laughed: "Why are you still standing there? Come and sit down."

Gackley came to his senses.

When I arrived at the ice table, I sat on the ice chair mechanically.

The patriarch brought the hot water to Gakelay, laughed and said kindly:

"How about it? I've seen it all this time when I went to Arctic City?"

Gakelay took a sip of water and felt his nervousness relieved a little.

Then nodded and said, "Yes, the patriarch. I also want to thank the patriarch for borrowing my 300 barbarian dragon stones. Otherwise, I would not have bought a seventh-level flying beast. When I earn enough barbarian dragon stones in the future, I will definitely return it to you."

The patriarch was still kind-looking and laughed:

"This silly kid, I'll talk about it later. Let me ask you, are there really people selling flying beasts in the Arctic City?"

"Yeah." Gackley focused heavily.

The patriarch said, "Is there any more?"

Gackley recalled the situation that day and said, "Yes, of course there are. There are many. Not only the seventh level, but also the eighth level, the ninth level and the tenth level flying beasts."

"Hiss—"

The patriarch immediately took a breath: "Are you sure there are even tenth-level people?"

"really."

“See it with your own eyes?”

"I've seen it. It was a tenth-level flying toad. As soon as it released its momentum, I felt that blood was about to spurt out."

When the clan leader heard this, he was immediately overjoyed:

"Very good. I'll arrange the matters in the tribe. We'll go to Arctic City tomorrow."

"The clan leader also wants to buy flying beasts?"

"Of course, that old bastard in the Bass tribe, like me, is a sixth-level super strong man. But I am in the early stage of the sixth-level, and he is in the middle stage of the sixth-level. My strength is worse than him, so our tribe often has to give in to their tribe. If there is a good hunting place, I have to give in to them. If there is a beautiful female barbarian dragon, I have to give in to them.

"With my talent, it is impossible to improve again. But if I have an eighth-level flying beast assisted, my strength can be improved at least for one guarantee. If the attributes are in line, it is possible to increase it by three to five times. At that time, I will chase the old bastard and beat it. Our tribe will be proud."

Gackley nodded after hearing this, and said:

"Well, if that's the case, I'll take the clan leader tomorrow."

When I said this, I suddenly remembered something and said:

"Class leader, when I borrowed the Barbarian Dragon Stone from you, you said you only had those 300 pieces. All of them were lent to me. Now what are you going to buy flying beasts? Moreover, the eighth-level flying beast is worth 10,000 barbarian dragon stones."

The elder's face turned red and he coughed dryly.

He said: "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to be responsible for bringing me to the place."

"Okay, patriarch."

Gackle responded and turned away from the igloo.

...

Another half month later, in Meixiang Hutong.

It hasn't been open for more than a month since the first business.

Wen Zilong originally expected that after that guy bought his own flying beast, he would be promoted for free.

Soon a large number of barbarian dragons flocked to their small shop.

As a result, after waiting for a month, no other barbarian dragon came.

This is really a joke.

Do you really want to do publicity?

It's so troublesome.

Yu Xiaoyu saw what Wen Zilong meant and said:

"Lord Lord, I have already contacted all the barbarian dragons that we want to promote. As long as we release the barbarian dragon coins, we will ensure that within three days, the entire Arctic City will know that we sell barbarian dragon stones here."

However, Yu Xiaoyu continued:

"Of course, knowing it is one thing, buying is another. According to my estimate, it will take at least half a month to truly become famous here."

Wen Zilong hesitated whether to spend money to promote it.

At this time, at the entrance of the alley, two barbarian dragons, one old and one young, walked in.

These two are the patriarchs of Gackley and their tribe.

When the patriarch saw this deserted alley, he stepped on the snow that was two feet thick and asked:

"Gackley, you remember correctly, are you?"

Gackley shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, this alley is so deserted, how could I remember it wrong? That's how it was. It was just... I don't know if a month has passed and their ferocious beasts have been sold out."

The patriarch said with doubt, "Forget it, go in."

As he said that, two barbarian dragons entered Meixiang Hutong.

At the same time, not far from Cross Hukou, a barbarian dragon looked at the backs of the two barbarian dragons and quietly came to the entrance of the alley.

When he saw Gackle and the others entering a storefront room, he quickly ran towards the other street entrance.

At this time, Wen Zilong was nodding and asking Yu Xiaoyu to do publicity.

Suddenly seeing a mana dragon coming in, he smiled and shook his head at Yu Xiaoyu:
Chapter completed!