Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

The orange cat really couldn't stand it anymore.

The kobold provoked him again and again.

Play with its butt, lift the back of its neck, and treat it like a cat.

He even made it lose money!

Even if it breaks the godhead today, it will crush this stupid kobold to death!

"Whoosh!" The whirlwind roared with Fat Orange as the center.

"I told you not to offend me, I am the God of Beasts!" The orange meow chirped, the orange hairs on his body exploded, and his body made a "crunching" sound as it gradually expanded.

A fierce aura hit their faces, hitting the minds of Polikri and Rolls-Royce like a bell.

Rolls-Royce and Policris were shocked. This feeling of oppression was comparable to facing His Majesty Watrous. Does this orange cat really have some special origin?

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Fat Orange groaned violently.

At this moment, "Huh? Dahuang, you are here!"

Suddenly, an old man's voice came from behind.

I saw an old man carrying a fish basket running over shakily. The moment he saw the orange cat, the worry in his eyes disappeared, leaving only surprise and happiness.

"Old man, don't go there..."

Polikri was about to reach out to stop him.

But the aura of the orange cat suppressed him and made him unable to move.

The old man didn't realize it, and came to the orange cat unobstructed, and pinched the orange cat on the back of the neck.

"Ouch, ow, ow, meow!" The fat orange cat was still gradually expanding and seemed to be even more irritable.

The old fisherman seemed not to have seen this strange scene. He just rubbed the big orange cat's ears gently and cursed with a smile: "You are naughty and noisy. Are you hungry? Well, let's show off today. There are a few fat-headed fish left in the stall, let me eat them all for you."

After saying that, the old man fumbled and took out two fat-headed fish from the fish basket, and then fumbled and stuffed the fat-headed fish into the orange cat's mouth.

He seemed to have trouble with his eyesight, and even though Fat Orange's mouth full of fangs was already cracked, it took him several attempts to do this simple feeding operation before he succeeded.

"Meow!" The orange cat who had eaten the fat-headed fish snorted.

Became docile in an instant.

The scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent gradually became bright and calm.

It was like an ordinary greedy kitten. It held the fat-headed fish in its two plush paws and started to eat bit by bit. It ate very quickly. After a while, there was only one piece of the fat-headed fish left. With such a smooth skeleton, Fat Orange, who had finished eating the fish, huddled meekly in the arms of the old fisherman and licked his paws. Where could he still have the aura of a beast god?

That ferocious will seemed to be completely suppressed by the old fisherman's fat-headed fish.

Policris breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.

He had just been locked in by that terrifying aura, and he almost thought he was going to die today.

Fortunately, the old fisherman arrived in time.

Looking at the orange cat happily licking its fur and paws in the fisherman's arms, he was still a little unbelievable.

Could it be that this old fisherman has some hidden identity, but looking left and right, he is just an ordinary old man, and it is obvious that his eyesight is not very good.

"Is this your cat?"

Polycris still couldn't help but ask.

Even if it is dangerous, he does it for the safety of the entire empire.

"You mean it?" The old fisherman smiled wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, touched the head of the mysterious orange cat, and said cheerfully: "It's called Hex. I picked it up from the nearby river. At that time It was covered in injuries and I don’t know how it became like that, but it still had a breath, so I took it home. Thinking about life and death, I fed it some fish, but I didn’t expect that it would be gone the next day. He has recovered as before and can run and jump. Do you think God is not miraculous?"

Polikli glanced at the squinting orange cat.

I thought this orange cat claimed to be the beast god, how could it not be magical?

However, the beast god recorded in mainland history is clearly a lion with golden light all over its body.

Just one claw can crush a human empire to death. How could it be this weak-looking kitten in the arms of an old fisherman?

Even if the momentum just now shows that this orange cat is not simple, at best it can reach the level of His Majesty Watrous, and it is still far away from the gods.

"Is this cat hurting anyone?" Policris asked again, still not reassured.

"Hurting people? This cat can?" the old fisherman laughed heartily, "Hex has no shortcomings except for being greedy. Today he stole a fat-headed fish from my fish box. I feel that I cannot allow him to develop a thieving habit. I was used to it, so I hit it on the head. Unexpectedly, the little cat ran away in anger, leaving my wife and I to search for a long time."

Speaking of this, the old fisherman showed a hint of worry in his eyes, and thought to himself that no matter what, he would never hit the orange cat on the head again. At most, he would pat the orange cat on the butt.

Policris frowned, the situation now obvious.

The existence of the old fisherman has a strong suppressive effect on the mysterious orange cat. The specific reason is not yet clear. It is not known whether it is the old fisherman himself or the fat-headed fish.

He didn't want to alert the enemy when he wasn't sure enough.

So I could only watch the old fisherman leave with the mysterious big orange in his arms.

However, he ordered the kobolds under his command to follow them and quietly monitor the old fisherman's family.

If any changes occur, report them immediately.

We still have to ask His Majesty Watrous how to deal with this matter in the end.

"So, Polikri." The faint voice of the brass dragon came to his ears, interrupting the kobold chief's thoughts.

"This orange cat stole fish from my own family, why should I pay compensation? What is the difference between this and taking things from my own home? (#｀д´)ﾉ"

Seeing the brass dragon's fire becoming more and more prosperous.

Polycris remained calm in the face of danger and became wise in his haste. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"The state has national laws, and every family has its own rules. Rolls-Royce, if you have children in the future and it steals your gold coins, what will you do?"

Rolls-Royce imagined such a scene, only to feel anxious and anxious!

"I will push its head into its asshole!" He held the dragon's claw and said viciously.

Polikli: "(꒪Д꒪)ノ!!!"

It seems that he still underestimated the dragon's possessiveness and love for treasures.

Even as a kind metal dragon, Rolls-Royce can be cruel to his offspring.

If it were His Majesty Watrous, why not eat his own child?

With this thought, Policris became more determined not to embezzle a single gold coin from the emperor!

He turned to look at the stupid brass dragon and said, "So, Rolls-Royce, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood!"

"Very good!" Polycris was very pleased.

This stupid brass dragon was almost crippled by him.

"Now, we should report to His Majesty about the mysterious orange cat..." Polikri touched his chin and glanced at the Rolls-Royce: "Don't look at me with that look, you have to I also went to the dyeing shop on the way."