Chapter 79: The aftermath of dragon slaying

Chapter 79: The aftermath of dragon slaying

Perhaps it was because of the fierce battle with Dixinglong that everyone vented their depression. During the next trip, the atmosphere in the team was much better, and there was no more quarrel between Long Biao and Tiger that night.

Panda felt that based on this alone, he should give a thumbs up to that terrestrial dragon.

There are always some people in this world who stand up when the atmosphere is awkward and tense, use their own sacrifices to alleviate conflicts, and even resolve everyone's conflicts... Such people are undoubtedly noble, even if it is just a dragon , that is also a noble dragon.

It would be better if its blood could be less stinky.

"Fuck! I'll definitely not fight the dragon next time!" Long Biao desperately rubbed his body with eucalyptus leaves. This kind of leaves with a strange aroma makes all kinds of animals stay away, but at this moment it has become everyone's savior, not only This half-giant, who participated in the battle before, all the people who were stained with the blood of the ground dragon, one counts as one, all are desperately rubbing and rubbing with this kind of leaves.

Oh, there is an exception, Tiger.

He is a vampire lord with the ability to control blood. Although you can't control the blood of others, at least you can control the blood on your own. All the blood that the Earth Dragon splashed on him was sucked in by his skin, and it was not wasted at all, and naturally it would not rot and stink.

So now, he is holding a self-made wooden umbrella, looking like a turbid Shijia son, watching the group of stripped naked by the river, standing in the river desperately washing their bodies with eucalyptus leaves, rotting dragon blood stench 's companions.

"We should be glad that there are no female compatriots with us this time." Tiger said with a smile, "Otherwise, she is afraid that she will commit suicide and return to the city."

"To be honest, I already have the idea of ​​committing suicide and returning to the city..." The Tauren Sheehan said with a bitter face, "My body is so long, how do I wash it!"

"You deserve it! Think about it, if you are a shaman, it's fine to sing the battle song in a distance, even if you get a little bit of it, it's not a big problem. But you have to rush when the dragon is rushing to the street. Come up and say that you want to enjoy the dragon blood baptism—tsk tsk, how does the dragon blood baptism feel?" The golden dwarf Horus stroked his beard and said with a smile, "You deserve to be sprayed with a dog's blood like us. !"

Sheehan was so angry that his nose was crooked, but he couldn't say a word to refute.

"Horus, don't say a few words, I didn't see the panda's face turning green..." Yuneruo advised.

It was only then that everyone noticed that the panda was quietly and desperately scrubbing, but... the effect was almost nothing.

Pandaren are also covered with long hair, and pandas are also fighting at the forefront. When the ground dragon was fatally attacked and blood spurted wildly, he, like Changsun Wu and others, did not step back, and directly bathed in the blood. In dragon blood.

Now, almost every strand of hair on his body has blood clots from the rotting dragons, and the stench can almost smoke the dead. If he now travels into the tomb robbery novel, he probably won't need to touch the golden talisman. With the insane stench on his body, no zongzi dares to approach him within ten meters.

There is not even a transmigrator around him. Even if everyone smells bad, they still keep some distance from him. There are degrees of smell. Others may smell fifty points, and his smell is at least ninety. Minute!

It's like a person may have a stench in his mouth and stench on his feet, but the same is true of those geeks who can kill flies with one mouth and stink with open arms to make people around them doubt life. To avoid the three homes.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Panda lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "These days, being T not only needs to be strong and strong, but also need not be afraid of stink... The requirements are too high!"

Including him, the top monsters in charge of melee combat stink the worst. They were drenched in the blood of the ground dragon, and now it really smells so bad.

"I think, even if I fall into the cesspool and then climb out, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that..." Zhangsun Wu sighed and said, "I've never smelled so bad in my life!"

"me too!"

"Who isn't!"

The laments came and went.

In the midst of lamentation, Horus had a whim and said to the panda: "Perhaps, you can consider shaving your hair..."

This idea is really a bad idea, but Panda actually thinks about it very seriously.

Thinking about it carefully, maybe this is the only way to get rid of the terrible stench on his body.

Anyway, he usually wears armor, even if he has no hair on his body, he looks ugly.

In contrast, Sheen, the tauren wearing a leather coat, was the worst.

"Actually, we should also thank the enlightened druid." Zhangsun Wu said, "If he hadn't told us that eucalyptus leaves can wash away the stench of rotting dragon blood, we'd all be forced to do so. You can't go back to the city by suicide."

Everyone nodded again and again, thinking of the scene this morning, all of them turned blue.

After yesterday's battle, everyone got a lot of blood on the ground. As a result, after the night passed, the blood of the earthly dragon rotted and deteriorated, and it became extremely smelly. Several people with a keen sense of smell were immediately fainted, and the rest of the people were also extremely uncomfortable. Except for the elemental people who have absolutely no sense of smell, almost everyone has the idea of ​​​​killing themselves and returning to the city to eliminate the stench.

If the transmigrators died and resurrected, they could remove many abnormal states. This includes the smell and color of the body. Not long ago, in a hunting party, someone was unlucky to encounter a rare dark purple slime. It is through the method of suicide that the strange purple-red body is lifted.

When everyone was seriously considering how to commit suicide, the enlightened Druid that Panda had met before came. He came to apologize for the provocative behavior of the conservative druid, but when he smelled the pungent stench, he asked in surprise, "Why don't you quickly scrub with eucalyptus leaves? Maybe it's still too late..."

So, there is the current scene.

The whole day was spent cleaning the stench, and when they left the next day, there were still many people with a little stench on their bodies.

The smelliest among them was a large man in a leather coat with horns and a depressed expression.

His skin was dark and shiny, like fine leather.

His appearance is very interesting, he has no beard and hair, and he can't see half of his body hair, like a big man wrapped in a leather jacket. If it weren't for the clear and realistic expression on his face, without the slightest camouflage, everyone would suspect that he was wearing a tight leather jacket.

This unlucky guy is naturally the Tauren Sheehan.

In contrast, although the panda has also become a "panda leather cat", he is wearing a full set of armor stuffed with many eucalyptus leaves as a cushion.