The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Looking at these books, Ansier couldn't help but think, if Valk was the main critic of the four famous novels, then "Golden Plum" would not be the four pre-selected masterpieces, but the proper five masterpieces.

Fortunately, the books on the second floor are more reliable. They are autobiographies of various characters and some legendary stories.

Everyone knows what an autobiography is, but it's just bragging.

Ansier read these books carefully, he mainly thought that these books were very old-fashioned, like the popular martial arts literature decades ago in his previous life.

The protagonist has a bitter and deep life experience, all kinds of bizarre adventures, and finally succeeded in counterattack, the revenge was repaid, and he married the princess and went to the pinnacle of life.

The metal dragon companion who became a human, the beautiful and moving elf mentor, and the martial arts or magic books that fell off the cliff and picked up.

These are all too old-fashioned, and there are even a lot of poisonous spots, which Anselm doesn't look down on at all.

Valk was very interested in this, so he was placed on the second floor.

When Ans Aier walked to the third floor, the scenery here was very different.

These books are genuine literary classics and historical masterpieces, or a geographical introduction to the Vasiloa continent.

Many of these books have even been mentioned in Ansel's legacy memory.

Not all of them were written by humans or other intelligent races, and some were handed down by gods.

It's just that Valk doesn't like this kind of books very much. He probably just has some habit of collecting books.

The books on the third floor are covered with a thick layer of ash, and it looks like they have not been cleaned or read for a long time, which is far from the books on the first and second floors.

After leading Ansel to visit his bookstore, Valk sat behind the wooden table on the first floor.

"To be honest, although these books are treasures, there is one thing that I dislike very much, that is, most of these books are written by humans, and the protagonists are also humans, and they always seem to lack a little energy."

Valck commented solemnly.

"The world always seems to love humans, giving them both unparalleled magical talent and unparalleled artistic talent."

Valk angrily tore off his tie and put it on the wooden table, he continued.

"It's been a thousand years, we've spent such a long time boring in the underground world, but our descendants are extremely weak, and none of our descendants have even advanced to a demigod!"

Ansier rolled his eyes at Sandro, who would listen quietly, without refuting Valk's words.

As for the underground world, Anselm still has too little contact and doesn't know much about it, so he can only listen to Valk's talk.

"What's more irritating is," Valk said after taking a look at Ansi Er.

"None of my clan's subordinates have creative talent. I have read these novels countless times. I need some fresh blood!"

The good guy turned out to be because he wanted to read the novel after reading the novel, but there was no good author in the underground world.

Anse Er reacted immediately, but he understood Valk very well.

Anything, anywhere, and anything will get tired after a long time, so the prodigal son should always walk on the road constantly, looking for something new.

"I can sympathize with you very much, Lord Valk," Ansel said sincerely.

"Before I met Sandro, I stepped on the 'ant cave' on the ground floor for a year, which was really boring. So I can understand your feelings very well, so what can I do for you? Did you do it?"

When Valk heard the words, the dog's face showed a look of joy, and he had been waiting for this sentence.

He took Ans Aier to visit the world and his bookstore on a whim. Of course, it wasn't because of hospitality. He was not a kobold who wanted nothing else.

Valk looked at Ansel with fiery eyes and said.

"I hope to exchange my treasures with you for any books that are not available here, Lord Ansel."

Ansel did not take out any books immediately, he just asked Valk.

"All the books you have here are exchanged for other races?"

"Of course not. Some of these books were collected by me thousands of years ago, and some of them were exchanged with Sandro."

Valk replied.

"Boss, didn't I say before that when I was in charge of the first floor, humans broke in, I found these books on them, and I didn't change anything!"

Sandro suddenly hesitated, and Ansel didn't ask anything, he just said it himself.

Isn't this where there are no three hundred taels of silver?

Ans El was suddenly curious about what Sandro would exchange for Valk. He always felt that Sandro seemed to like Valker. Could it be that there was something in it?

"So, Valk, what exactly did Sandro ask you to exchange?"

Ansel asked Valk.

"Cough, it's really nothing."

Sandro suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, feeling restless.

After being scolded by Sandro for a day, Valk doesn't care about Sandro's feelings now.

If it weren't for the presence of the outer dragon, Ansi Er, he would have to fight Sandro for three days and three nights.

"Let me think about it, it seems to be an egg from the legendary Yemengarde."

Valk touched his chin and recalled.

Ans El disagreed, this was indeed something Sandro would do, and he had a different pursuit of huge creatures.

"Lord, you have to believe me, no matter what I have done before, now I only have you in my heart! Don't let this Jermungard egg be!"

Although Ansel didn't feel anything, Sandro reacted very strongly~www.novelmt.com~ He took out a white gem from the storage ring and threw it to the ground.

"do not!"

Ans El hurriedly caught it with dragon claws.

According to legend, Yemengard is enough to swallow a world. Ans Erke has never seen such an ultra-ancient legendary creature.

He stared at the "jewel" in his hand, the legendary beast that could eat the earth and swallow the sky, but his egg was only the size of a human thumb.

"Are you sure it's not a pigeon's egg?"

Ansel couldn't help asking.

If it weren't for the very strange and mysterious patterns on the outside of this eggshell, he would really not believe that it was the egg of Yemengarde.

Valk shook his head and said.

"There is a saying in human beings that "smallness breeds greatness". Although this egg is very small, once it is reborn from the egg, it will quickly grow into a **** that devours the world in a very short period of time."

Looking at the "pigeon egg" in his hand, Ansier nodded noncommittally.

"You're too embarrassed to say that this egg is a dead egg, and you still asked me to exchange it. I hatched it for a long time and it didn't work. I'm so pissed!"

Sandro said to Valk angrily.

Dead eggs naturally cannot hatch cubs, so it's no wonder that Sandro still recognizes himself as the eldest when he has Yemengard's eggs.

"You are a demigod-level lich anyway, and you can't even tell that this egg is a dead egg. When you hear that it's Yemengarde's egg, you are so excited that you can't find your way. How can you blame me!"

Valk was not to be outdone.

It turns out that the contradiction between Valk and Sandro is here.

Ansel thought for a while and swallowed the egg.

Of course, he wasn't afraid that some terrifying world-destroying creature, Yemengad, would hatch, he just put the egg in his storage space.