The veins on Mr. Yu's forehead couldn't help but pop out, and his old hands were holding the old bamboo poles with a crunching sound.

On purpose.

This human being definitely did it on purpose!

If he hadn't been unable to speak, he would have definitely taught this young man a lesson.

Let him know what roaring is.

While Mr. Yu was deep in thought, the faint smell of fish became stronger and stronger. Unexpectedly, a golden grilled fish that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside appeared in front of him.

"Eat, it's your treat, why don't you eat it." Qin Feng took the seasoning box and sprinkled cumin chili noodles in front of him, Qin Feng looked serious.

Obviously he bakes it so well.

Staring at Qin Feng fiercely, Yu Lao carried the bamboo pole and walked to the river in the distance.

I really want to give this young man some money!

"It's so kind to treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs." Qin Feng sighed and threw the grilled fish in his hand to Dumb, who was trying hard to light the fire with a paper fan wrapped around his tail.

"Let's move our position and follow him."

Saying hello to Ah-Dai, Qin Feng slowly followed Yu Lao while holding Heijing and Little Fat Rat in his arms.

A few minutes later.

Yu Lao stopped and looked helplessly at Qin Feng, who was smiling beside him. He was an old man, so what on earth was this young man planning?

Picking up the fishing rod, Mr. Yu quickly wrote a few lines of elegant characters on the ground and then stared at Qin Feng.

Glancing at the font, Qin Feng showed surprise, narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to be friends with you."

"I want you..."

"?"

"I want the fish beads in your body." Qin Feng's mouth curved in a strange way.

When I came here, I was already interested in this old salted fish.

Gyarados, a high-level initial bloodline Xuan level, sub-dragon species, likes to be quiet and harmless, contains a trace of ancient dragon blood in its body, has a gentle personality and inherits the longevity of dragon beasts.

Although this desolate beast has a high initial bloodline, it is pitifully weak.

Not only are their numbers rare, but their reproductive abilities are extremely poor.

If it hadn't been hiding in the deep waters of the sea, it would have been hunted to death by humans long ago.

After all, who would be willing to let go of a pitiful, weak beast that is full of treasures?

certainly.

When you close the door, you will inevitably open the window.

Although Gyarados is weak, it has a long life. As long as it lives longer, the blood of the ancient dragon in its body will accumulate, and the higher the chance of transforming into a dragon.

Gyarados that have survived for hundreds of years will produce fish beads in their bodies, which are referred to as fish eye beads.

This thing is used by snake-like wild beasts, and can directly transform into the direction of dragon beasts.

Although the process is very slow.

But if it is a spiritual creature with pure blood, this process will be greatly shortened.

"hiss…"

Ah-Dai came to Qin Feng and gently rubbed his waist with his eight heads, his pink pupils filled with shyness and anticipation.

Thirsty.

Want to drink coconut goat milk.

Reaching out and scratching his soft chin, Qin Feng took out a basin of coconut milk and placed it in front of him.

Looking at Ah-Dai who was drinking milk, Qin Feng's lips curled up with a mysterious arc.

I have a bold idea.

When the drop of Xiangliu's heart essence and blood in Ah-Dai's heart is digested, a ninth head will grow.

Then feed it precious fish beads to transform towards the dragon beast.

Nine-Headed Dragon King!

Reach the sky in one step! Turn the snake into a dragon!

I just don’t know which kind of dragon-like wild beast it will transform into.

Touching his chin, Qin Feng's eyes once again fell on Mr. Yu who was fishing quietly.

Gyarados are extremely rare.

Reproductive ability is poor.

He likes to be quiet, and always likes to find a quiet place to squat, like an old monk who has entered meditation.

Usually you can see smoke coming from ancestral graves, and old salted fish are even rarer.

You have to find a way to trick the fish beads out of this old salted fish's body. Losing the fish beads won't have much impact on it.

At most, it will deduct a few decades from your life span.

At worst, I can help him make up for it with longevity noodles.

Looking deeply at Qin Feng who was smiling, a touch of warmth and anger appeared in Yu Lao's eyes. He picked up the bamboo pole and wrote a few lines of elegant characters on the ground again: "Want fish beads? Impossible! Fish beads are very important to me."

"Human, you should give up this unreliable idea. It takes five hundred years of pregnancy to produce a fish pearl. Do you know how difficult it is for me to survive as a weak fish for five hundred years?"

Qin Feng's eyes flickered and he stopped making any sound. He held the well-behaved Hei Jing in his arms and began fishing quietly.

Time passed slowly, and there were no words between the two parties, each concentrating on fishing.

Hei Jing tilted his head and looked up at Qin Feng who was fishing. Gradually, his eyes gradually fell on his face, and the pair of dragon horns above his head began to turn red involuntarily.

She reached out to cover her chest and felt her heart beating violently. Hei Jing leaned her head against Qin Feng's chest and listened.

Soon, she raised her head and looked confused.

Why do you dance slower than yourself?

Kneading the black crystal dragon horn and smelling the warm aroma exuding from the other party's soft body, Qin Feng was already deep in thought.

He was thinking about how to get fish beads from Yu Lao,

Intimidation?

Forget it, this is their base camp and I am a guest.

He, Qin Feng, is a serious person and does not do such sneaky things.

It seems that it can only be used as inducement...

While Qin Feng was thinking, his chest felt cold, followed by bursts of warmth, a bit like being licked by a cat's warm tongue.

After coming back to his senses, Qin Feng lowered his head to look at the mischievous black crystal in his arms and then stopped paying attention.

Just lick it.

I just took a shower yesterday.

This grudge is remembered.

He, Qin Feng, cannot suffer any loss.

Sombra bullied her chest today, so she would lick it back when she found time.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Qin Feng lifted the tight fishing rod in his hand, and a piranha was quickly lifted and rolled down the shore.

Instructing the treasure-hunting squirrel to dismantle the fishhook, Qin Feng turned to look at Mr. Yu, who was fishing calmly and leisurely: "Old sir, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Bet?" Mr. Yu frowned, picked up the bamboo pole and carved again: "What do you want to bet on?"

"Let's bet on fishing."

"Bet on whether the fish you caught with this rod is a male or a female. This is my bargaining chip. It is a spiritual object that can purify blood." Qin Feng slowly took out a piece of iris snake soup from the ring and placed it beside him.

Staring at the iris snake soup, Mr. Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath. After a moment, he opened his eyes and nodded seriously.

Unexpectedly, this young man has a lot of good things, which can indeed increase the purity of his bloodline.

but…

"Thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, although these beasts are timid, they have a long life." Qin Feng on the side narrowed his eyes slightly and said to himself, lowered his head and began to knead the black crystal tail in his arms.

When Yu Lao heard this, he suddenly felt an unknown anger rising from his heart.

This young man is criticizing Sang and Huai!

He took off a piece of red scale from his body and placed it on the ground. Yu Lao took a deep breath and nodded.

Anyway, if you don’t bet big, it doesn’t matter if you bet small.

Seeing this, Qin Feng smiled, said nothing, and stared at the stream.
To be continued...