Isn't this nonsense? That's the dragon's head.

No money can be bought on the market.

Every time a magic prop is made of a dragon's body, it is almost instantly lost when it is put on the shelves.

Lira Gevic knew that Chen Zhao had slaughtered many giant dragons, so Chen Zhao could not take the dragon's head seriously.

Even if Chen Zhao doesn't have a collection, he can kill him when needed.

But the others do not have the strength of Chen Zhao.

Even if he has become an elf envoy now, he still has to shake when facing a dragon.

Just like his dark elves, to hunt a giant dragon, at least half of the population will be killed.

But now, Chen Zhao gave him a leader for free, and the fool refused.

"Okay, come to my Mingyue Villa and there are still a few people."

When Lira Gevic brought people here, he found that the so-called soon rot was actually mild corroded.

The situation was much better than he expected, and Lira Gevic was even happier.
Chapter completed!