Chapter 7 Aunt Britney ()

Lanley and Old Frank's faces immediately turned pale, and the first move was to quickly cover their ears.

"Did an old bastard and a little bastard want to tear down my house and really regret it when he was soft-hearted at the time. If you two bastards can't afford to pay tonight, then get out of here now!" The middle-aged woman put her hands on her waist, and her eyebrows were cold and loudly scolding the old and the young.

Not to mention Lanley and Old Frank, even Shadow Fang, who is not alive, feels abnormal fluctuations in the light and brain in his body.

The woman was wearing a simple cloth dress, and her beautiful face showed traces of carvings from time to time. It has to be said that even when she was angry, the woman was still beautiful and charming. She is currently playing the role of a shrew, but she still makes people unable to arouse any disgust!

"What is this?" The beautiful woman first discovered the tyrannosaurus corpse that almost filled the room, and then noticed the silver-shining Shadow Lane, and couldn't help but stop scolding, and her beautiful blue eyes showed a surprised light.

"This is, oh, this is Lanlie's magic pet!" Frank, who was a mature spirit, reacted the fastest, and a flattering smile appeared on his old face: "Little Nini, the bad guy didn't know what luck he had left today, but he accidentally conquered a seventh-level metal monster. As you can see, this magic tyrannosaurus was killed by the bad guy's magic pet!"

Britney looked at Ying Liao for a moment, then suddenly turned around and shouted, "Orlando, come out and see the metal monster!"

"Dear, I'm here!" With the sound of footsteps, a tall man broke into this already crowded hut.

"My God, it's a metal monster!" Orlando's eyes were as surprised as Britney. In fact, he had never really seen a metal monster, but when he saw Shadow Fang's body full of metal texture but not losing its vitality, he was misled by Britney, so he naturally made a wrong judgment!

"I hate the feeling of being treated as an exhibition!" Ying Liao shook his silver head, flashed his figure, and escaped back to the space.

"Hey, little brat, how dare you take it back!" Britney grabbed Lanley's ear, "Let it go out quickly and let your Uncle Orlando and I take a closer look!"

"Little Nini, it's not Lan Lie's stingy. In fact, because of fighting against the tyrannosaurus, this demon pet was seriously injured and had to return to the dimensional space to rest!" Old Frank secretly winked at Lan Lie.

"Yes, yes! After Liao recovers from his injuries, I will definitely summon him to show my aunt enough!" Lan Lie explained understandingly.

"You will die if you lie to me!" Britney let go of her hand half-believingly.

"Little Nini, let's take a look at this tyrannosaurus. Haven't you realized it yet? We made a fortune!" Old Frank tried to divert his attention to other aspects.

"Speak again, don't call me Xiao Nini, you old bastard!" The veins on Britney's forehead thundered.

"From the day you were born, I've called it like this...! Uh! OK OK! Ms. Britney, it's okay to call you that!" Old Frank wisely changed his mouth as he looked at Britney who was obviously showing signs of a rampage.

"Well, the sixth-level Demon Tyrannosaurus King, the crystal core alone can be sold at a good price, as well as dragon scales, dragon skins, dragon bones...!" Orlando came to the corpse of Demon Tyrannosaurus with a greedy look on his face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Old Frank raised the space ring in his hand and immediately put away the Demonic Dragon.

"I will try to sell it for a good price! Orlando, you don't have to worry about this! Now, I'm going to clean up the room with Lanlei. Of course, if you are willing to stay for help, then we are very welcome!" Old Frank pointed at the debris and fragments of the ground with a smile.

"Dream!" Britney snorted coldly and turned around: "Dear, let's go!"

Orlando hurriedly followed, and the couple left the room one after another.

Listening to the footsteps walking away, Lanlie asked softly: "Why don't you tell Aunt Britney the truth?"

"Britney and Orlando are the ones I have been looking for since I was a child. They can trust them, but the fewer people know about this, the better!" Old Frank said with his smile, reaching out to touch his messy beard.

"That contract scroll...!?" Lanley did not forget the most important thing.

"Don't die this heart. That's not a monster at all. I can't feel even a slight fluctuation of life in it!" Old Frank said, shook his head.

"Then is it a construct?" Lanlie was so disappointed. The dream of subduing a powerful magic pet was shattered like a soap bubble.

"It should be, but this is the first time I have seen such a construct with perfect self-awareness and high intelligence!" Old Frank said with emotion: "The plane where this construct is located has processes and technologies that far exceed our plane! Unfortunately, I don't know anything about mechanical manufacturing. If the old guy Osbuck was here, I might have developed a way to teach you how to control this construct."

"It means I didn't say it!" Lanley rolled his eyes. The Osbac mentioned by Old Frank is the most famous dwarf technician in the continent of Akaska, who is good at making constructs. However, this eccentric dwarf technician likes to take risks everywhere, and God knows where he is.

"I don't care about you anymore!" Old Frank waved his hand, and a strangely shaped black bell floated in the air. "Boy, go play, I'm going to clean the room!"

"Barov's housekeeper!" Lanlie curled his lips, "Old man, I feel sad for these three ghosts who have become coolies!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you sympathize with them, so you might as well clean the room!" Old Frank snorted coldly, and with the crisp ringing of the bell, three tall and thin ghosts as hazy as fog appeared silently in the room.

"Clean the room!" Old Frank could not remember how many times he issued the same order to these three evil ghosts.

"Your servant is willing to serve!" The three ghosts all lowered their bodies and then began to organize this extremely messy room.

"Boy, are you very envious? Only a magician can control the soul easily!" Old Frank looked at Lanle and said with great regret: "Your father misled you! Otherwise, with my guidance, you will be completely possible to become a great magician...!!"

"This is my own choice, and it has nothing to do with him!" Lanlie interrupted the other party impatiently.
Chapter completed!