In the golden wheat field, Old Ivan, who was hunching his waist to harvest wheat, wiped his sweat. When he looked back, he found that his son Little Ivan was staring at the sky in a daze.

"Little Ivan, work quickly!"

Seeing his son's laziness, the wrinkles on his forehead were twisted together deeply, and his white hair looked pale and powerless under the setting sun.

"If you don't hurry up and get harvested, and wait until you are destroyed by monsters at night, you can wait to starve!"

"Father, I'm not lazy..." Hearing Old Ivan's scolding, Little Ivan came to his senses instantly and pointed at the sky in horror and shouted, "It seems that there are monsters in the sky!"

"monster?"

Old Ivan was shocked, and his godless eyes looked in the direction of Little Ivan's fingers, and he found a black dot similar to a big bird in the sky flying towards their village.

"Is it a Falcon?"

Old Ivan looked at the eyes hazy for a while, then looked back at the hunter who was on guard against the arrow tower at the village. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry about it..."

Old Ivan picked up a handful of harvested wheat and placed it on the pile of high wooden cart beside it, and continued to scold his son:

"The falcon who violated the territory has a hunter in the village who controls the crossbows to expel it. Hurry up and work for me! You must collect this piece of wheat before dark and take it back to the village!"

Little Ivan with thick blonde hair was obviously much better than Old Ivan. He stared at the dark spots that were getting closer and closer in the sky for a while, and his heart felt even more terrifying.

"Father, that's not a falcon." Little Ivan said, his voice trembling, "Yes, yes…yes…yes…”

"It's a flying monster dragon beast!" Little Ivan almost roared angrily at the end, "Let's run to the village quickly!"

"Bastard!" Old Ivan suddenly straightened his waist, pointed at his son's nose and scolded, "You unscrupulous dog, don't think about making excuses to be lazy all day long!"

"The dragon beasts nearby were cleaned up by pioneering and enterprising nobles decades ago when you were young!"

"I have lived for decades and have never seen a dragon beast again!" Old Ivan shouted angrily, showing a ferocious look on his face, "If you don't work hard for me, you won't be allowed to eat tonight!"

"Father!" Little Ivan's face turned red with anxiety. Seeing the monsters in the sky flying closer and closer, his thin body couldn't help but tremble, and he was so scared that he was about to cry.

"I really didn't lie to you, let's run away!" Xiao Ivan said as he pulled up his father and was about to escape into the village.

He was suddenly pulled away by his son, and Old Ivan suddenly became so angry that his forehead was swelling: "Bastard, open your hands, look at the neighbors nearby who are busy harvesting, who is like you!"

"Dong--"

Just as the father and son were entangled, the little bell hung on the whistle to warn was ringed "dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong".

"What's going on?"

"Why did the bell ring suddenly..."

Suddenly, a rapid bell sound was heard, and all the farmers in the wheat field who were busy harvesting were shocked. They looked up blankly and suddenly discarded all their tools and fled to the village in horror.

"No, it's the warning bell that the monsters attack!"

"Go back to the village!"

Seeing the farmer fleeing around, Old Ivan no longer cared about scolding his "lazy" son, and rushed to the wooden cart and pushed the cart into the village.

The heavy wooden wheels made a "yaya" sound on the wet land, and we walked forward slowly with difficulty.

"Father, go!"

Seeing his father pushing the wooden cart forward with difficulty, Xiao Ivan was sweating profusely: "It's too late. If you don't run away, the monster will catch up!"

"Bastard, all wheat this year is here. If you don't take it back, do you want to wait to starve to death?" Old Ivan suddenly turned around, his face full of ferocious anger, "Come here and help me push the cart!"

Seeing that Old Ivan was angry, Little Ivan trembled all over in horror: "Father, no, it's too late, you'll die..."

"Bastard, stop talking nonsense!" Old Ivan scolded angrily, grabbed his son's hand and pressed it on the handlebar, "Push the cart quickly, your father will think about the way!"

Old Ivan said, suddenly tremblingly raised the sickle in his hand, and waved it madly towards the sky.

"Hehehehe... The stone meteor is here!"

The little black dragon disguised himself as a flying dragon without sincerity and threw rocks into the wheat fields on the ground frantically. Seeing the group of farmers fleeing in a panic, they couldn't help but let out a burst of arrogant and smug smiles.

"Run, run, stupid bipedal beasts, let you taste the power of Mr. Long today!"

When the stones in his hand were thrown, it suddenly sprayed white air into its claws. After they condensed into huge ice, they continued to pull into broken ice and threw it into the fleeing crowd.

"Ahhhhhh, winter is coming, hail is coming!"

The uneducated black dragon screamed, not knowing what mistake it made.

Boom, boom, boom...

The little black dragon circled outside the village for a while, and suddenly found a grain truck moving slowly on the ground.

"Bastard, are you looking down on Mr. Long?"

"Mr. Long, I performed so hard that you dare to move forward slowly on the ground!"

"Today, let you see what fire is falling from the sky!"

An evil smile flashed on the little black dragon's face, and suddenly lowered its flight height. A round pillar of fire suddenly sprayed onto the grain truck!

"boom!"

The fiery dragon breath flame instantly ignited the entire grain truck. In Old Ivan's desperate eyes, his grain truck filled with wheat exploded instantly.

And his son Xiao Ivan, who was pushing a cart, was directly impacted by the heat waves of flames.

Whoosh!

Just as the little black dragon landed at a height and spitted fire on the grain truck, the crossbow that had been aiming at him, finally found a chance and fired it out.

A crossbow arrow like a spear pierced the air and shot it quickly towards the little black dragon.

Dong!

The little black dragon's butt shook violently and almost fell to the ground.

"Shit!"

"This food truck that is not enough to live or die is actually a trap?"

The little black dragon cursed angrily and was about to land and catch the two "baits", he suddenly found another arrow tower at the entrance of the village suddenly shot a thick crossbow arrow at it.

"Ah, two small arrow towers dare to shoot so arrogantly!"

The black dragon with a pit in his mind was instantly attracted to the attention, and directly forgot the two wailing farmers on the ground, and their figures flashed and flew towards the arrow tower.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Chapter completed!