"I am just a clone. When my body returns from heaven with my father-in-law, this clone will naturally disperse, so you don't have to think too much about Sanniang."

Shang Biao guessed the concerns in Dragon Girl's heart. After all, the dragon clan's nothing is fragrant. Eating dragon liver is like vegetables grown after fertilizing the land. Although some people will reject it, most people will not mind.

But no one wants to spend time together day and night in the future to be transformed from a pile of excrement. Although the process is just an evolution between bloodlines, it is still quite disgusting.

"No, no, I don't mind. But the bloodline of the dragon clan is strong. Even if it transforms into a dragon, the bloodline of the body will be affected. Why not change the method!

The dragon transformed from the Dragon Transformation Pool cannot condense the dragon ball. It has low talent, so it is really not a good choice."

The dragon girl shook her head quickly and whispered.

Shang Biao smiled distractedly, and this is what he wanted.

Even if his body is affected, returning to the theater will be nothing more than spending a paycheck to clear out the alien bloodlines in his body.

The local plot characters are not only desperate, but who is willing to give up their original nature and transform into a "pseudo-' dragon.

"Okay, Sanniang, you don't have to say much, I have my own plans."

Seeing that Shang Biao insisted on doing this, the dragon girl left helplessly.

The process of persuading the Dragon Prince of Dongting Lake is very simple. The "pseudo" dragon is also a dragon after all. It is better than his embarrassing sister to marry a humble human and a low-blooded mountain boar beast.

And it can also harvest a group of high-quality "pseudo" dragons to make profits. Some old customers in Dongting Lake have long despised the "pseudo" dragons transformed from fish, turtles, shrimps, and crabs that taste is not as strong as the "pseudo" dragons transformed from monsters. Even if they act as mounts, they are very dull and do not have a trace of dragon power.

Therefore, after hearing the suggestion from my sister, Prince Long of Dongting Lake agreed without thinking much. He did not consider whether his sister would be ridiculed by his fellow tribes. Anyway, Dongting Lake's face has been lost with this recruitment, and he doesn't care about this trivial matter.

The next evening, the sky was filled with sunset, and the dragon palace in Dongting Lake was decorated with lanterns and colorful woven, and the priceless night pearls in the world were dotted in the corridor of the Dragon Palace Hall like valuable stones.

The busy clam female fish spirit shuttled through the Dragon Palace, rendering the festive atmosphere even more intense. The music of the shrimp soldiers and crabs playing music from morning to dusk.

Shang Biao entered the main hall early, sat silently beside a remote desk, observing his competitors.

The original ordinary Taoist robe on his body was replaced by a black Confucian robe. The collar and cuffs of the long robe were embroidered with dragon patterns. Although there was not too much decoration, it was faintly flowing with water and spiritual energy, which was not an ordinary mortal object.

Shang Biao originally didn't want to wear such conspicuous clothes, but he couldn't resist the friendship of the dragon girl. This clothes seemed to be sewn by her own hands. After all, no girl was in love with her? On this important day, even if she didn't have colorful auspicious clouds, she could not be too ordinary.

As time went by, there were more and more demons entering the main hall. The clam girls kept adding wine and food to the guests, and the noise came one after another.

A short man with green skin, acne-like bumps were also sitting next to Shang Biao, and a pair of fish-like eyes covered his head.

"Brother, you have a very friendly smell on you. Are you also a frog clan?"

The green-skinned man took the initiative to chat with Shang Biao, as if he was attracted by the breath of the moon toad.

"I am a human, not a demon."

Shang Biao replied lightly, but his eyes were attracted by the meat mountain that he had just walked into.

"I've eaten a lot of people, but I've never encountered anyone like you. Hehe, I don't know how it tastes!"

The green-skinned frog demon smiled, a trace of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, corroding the glorious ground into a smoke.

"Brother, my name is Luxia. I came from Luhuatan, and it's far away. I flew for a few days and nights before I arrived at Dongting Lake. Originally, my brothers wanted to be the son-in-law of the Dragon Prince, but they had never beat me, haha!"

The frog demon kept talking, not caring about Shang Biao's coldness.

"Do you know the big monster who just came in?"

"I know, I have seen him at the birthday party of King Greedy Moon. He seems to be called Merong Xian. But he doesn't seem to have to marry a wife, so he's here. I hate these plants to become sperm the most, I can't beat him."

Successfully shifted the topic to the newly entered Rou Rongxian, Shang Biao asked a few more powerful monsters, and finally no longer had to listen to the meaningless nonsense of the frog monster.

However, Shang Biao discovered one of the advantages of this frog demon. No matter who he asked, the frog demon could name it and tell him wherever he had met the other party. It seemed that he was a monster who liked to join in the fun.

Just as Shang Biao was chatting with the frog demon, five humans walked in with each other outside the hall.

The two of them were Shang Biao’s acquaintances, Sun Fei and Man Jiu.

The other three are middle-aged men with swords on their backs and a cold-faced look.

The other two looked like a young couple. Shang Biao realized from their expressions that most of the couple were actors.

Logically speaking, the only ones who completed the main task of killing Longyuan were Shang Biao, Sun Fei and Man Jiu. The couple did not participate in the previous battle, and the promotion video was doomed to fail, but they didn't know why they had to trek into this muddy water.

Maybe it was invited by Sun Fei to deal with him? I hope that the man carrying the sword would not be an actor, otherwise it would be in trouble.

"Brother Cha, do you know that man?"

Shang Biao pointed at the man with a sword in a vague way and asked with divine thoughts.

"Huh? Brother Shi, you don't know him. If you want to say that among humans, he is quite famous!"

The frog demon looked at Shang Biao strangely and asked in confusion.

Seeing him like this, Shang Biao's heart fell on his mind, just because he was not an actor. He casually found excuses to fool the frog demon, and then learned the information about the man carrying the sword from him.

Qingfeng Sanren, a sword cultivator who has survived the Yuanshen Tribulation, has become a good candidate to kill demons and act as a hero. He has killed many of the subordinates of monsters in this hall.

Therefore, as soon as this man entered the hall, he encountered many murderous gazes.

"Dong~"

Shortly after Sun Fei and the other two took their seats, a melodious bell rang outside the hall. Then a dragon shadow passed through many guests who came to participate in the recruitment of the bride and turned into human form to sit on the main seat.

Judging from its transformation, it looks a bit similar to the Dragon Lord of Dongting Lake. Shang Biao thought to himself that this should be the eldest brother of Dragon Girl, the Dragon Prince of Dongting Lake, and Ao Gui.

When the master appeared, the noise in the hall immediately disappeared.
Chapter completed!