Dragon: Dragon Realm

Sharon looked at her father speechlessly.

It was hard to imagine how such a useless dragon could have a giant dragon friend.

However, thinking of the giant dragon, Sharon immediately responded. Now was not the time to think about these things, and hurriedly said: "..."

Opening her mouth, Sharon didn't know how to pass the message.

Seeing her father looking at her with a puzzled look, Sharon said with a stiff face: "Uncle Witt...Uncle asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you outside the city now, so you go to find him."

Hearing this, Colen subconsciously put on an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

"What Uncle Witt, when did your father know a dragon named Witt..."

As he spoke, Colen suddenly froze, and then raised his head and looked at Sharon.

"What did you just say?

What's his name?

Witt?"

Without waiting for Sharon's answer, Colen flew out without saying anything.

His eyes were full of excitement.

How many years?

More than a hundred years!

After coming here, although he and Alva often mentioned Witt and told their children about what they had seen and heard, they never said Witt's name.

Because they all knew that they might never see Witt again in this life.

The life of a dragon is very long.

When they met, Witt was just a young dragon, and they were just ordinary flying dragons, with a lifespan of less than 10 years.

This is still without accidents.

In fact, there are accidents everywhere in a dragon's life.

But 10 years is only a small part of a dragon's life for a young dragon.

Therefore, they just regarded that experience as a good memory and a topic of conversation after dinner.

To say that they would meet again... It's basically impossible!

But what did Sharon say just now?

Witt is waiting for him outside the city!

There are many people who know Witt's name, but few can remember him.

If this is a joke, he will fly over at the fastest speed and scold them.

If it's not a joke...

Colen's mind can't help but emerge from that past experience.

Although it was short, it was really happy.

Talking and laughing, making noise, there is no racial barrier, no age gap, there is only the most simple friendship.

Looking back now, it is still a little incredible.

I don't know how long I flew. When Colen came to his senses, he had already flown outside the city.

Having not exercised for many years, at this time, he protested inappropriately, and his heavy breathing seemed to be his body accusing him of using violence.

However, Colen didn't care about that.

As soon as he left the city, he began to search around.

Soon, a silver-white ball appeared in his sight.

Colen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

Yes!

More than a hundred years have passed, and Witt has grown up a long time ago. Even if it is based on the standards of dragons, the other party is a middle-aged dragon, and it is normal for the body to grow in size.

Thinking of this, Colen flew over there, and a bit of expectation emerged in his eyes.

He looked forward to seeing Witt's changes.

However, as the distance between the two sides shortened, the smile on Colen's face became more and more stiff.

Witt had already noticed Colen's arrival.

Silver was flying from the city to the outside of the city, and he was so anxious to fly. He could only rush to Colen outside the city after receiving the news.

However, Witt later noticed that Colen suddenly stopped while flying.

With a thought in his mind, Witt grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Why, you can't recognize me after not seeing me for hundreds of years?"

Colen stared at Witt and looked him up and down.

"Are you really Witt?"

Hearing this, Witt's face turned black.

"Can this be fake?"

Colen suddenly howled.

"No!

How did that cute little dragon grow up to be so ferocious!

I don't believe this is true!"

Hearing this, Alva, who was standing on Witt's seat, couldn't help but slap his head.

This guy, here he comes again!

When Celine and Kotlin heard this, they looked at Witt with strange expressions.

Witt's face turned darker, and then he sneered.

The mental power surged out, and he directly grabbed Colen in front of him, and his huge eyes came closer.

"I'll give you a chance, please organize your words again!"

Don't say it, the huge golden pupils are really oppressive when you look at them up close.

At least Colen is a coward.

"No, no, no, we are good brothers. We haven't seen each other for many years. You can't teach me a lesson as soon as we meet. I just spoke out of my feelings, just speaking out of my feelings!"

Witt rolled his eyes, then threw Colen to Alva's side, and then looked at Celine and the others.

"This guy's name is Colen, and he knows Alva. Don't listen to his nonsense. This guy has no time to be serious.

He is weak, has no ambition, and spends less time on magic than he does on stealing things.

That's the reason.

Every time this guy participated in hunting, he would go to me to steal magic circles to use."

"That's not stealing, it's taking!"

Hearing what Witt said, Colen subconsciously refuted.

Then, he looked at Celine and the others with some curiosity.

Werther noticed Coren's gaze and said with a smile: "They are my companions who came out with me. This is Celine and this is Kotlin."

"Celine..."

It sounds quite like the name of a female dragon!

When he thought of this, Column's eyes lit up, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Werther predicted what he was going to say.

"You kid, don't talk nonsense. I'll pluck all your scales. In recent years, I've obtained a medicine. Apply it to your body and you won't have scales for two to three hundred years!"

Coren quickly shut up and looked at Werther with a sneer.

Two or three hundred years old with a red head and a black body, just thinking about it makes me feel horrible. This is really outrageous!

Seeing Column's cowardice, Werther suddenly laughed.

"Same as Alva, you haven't changed at all. Your son, who is obviously the best, is already so strong!"

Hearing what Witte said, Coren smiled proudly.

"That's it, don't you see who taught it? Who looks like a certain dragon? After all these years, he is still single, and he has a crush on the silver-winged flying dragon opposite him. For hundreds of years, he doesn't dare to say it out loud!"

Hearing this, Werther was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Alva with a strange expression. The other party had not mentioned this matter just now.

Then, he saw Alva, who was still smiling, suddenly changed his face, and immediately rushed towards Column.

"Didn't you agree to keep this matter a secret for me, you bastard!"

"We are all brothers, there is nothing to hide!"

"I haven't talked about you yet. You haven't changed your bad hands at all. You always steal things from me and don't use them when you steal them back. Instead, you build a basement to store them. Tell me if there is something wrong with you!"

"Hey, hey, you promised me not to tell you this. In this case, then I..."

Seeing the two dragons quarreling on his own son, Werther couldn't laugh or cry. At the same time, he couldn't help but look forward to it. There seemed to be a lot of exciting news...