this is not a fairy tale

When Andedo saw it, he hurried forward to help the speaker.

"Mr. Zhesha, I am a junior, how can I receive such a big gift?"

"Affordable...Affordable!"

The trembling hand of the speaker finally grasped Andedo's arm, and he seemed to be in a state of insanity, muttering in his mouth, "You went too...you went too..."

Siegel looked at Anddo strangely, and found that Anddo was also looking at himself, equally dazed.

As a last resort, she had no choice but to call again, "Master Yan."

Only then did Master Yan come back to his senses, he withdrew his hand dully, and smiled hoarsely.

After a long time, he finally stopped, cleared his throat, and said, "I lost my temper...I lost my temper.

Princess, I am very happy to see my old friend today, I am rude, I hope the princess will stay away for a while. "

"what…"

Siegel originally wanted to take this time to introduce Xiaoqing to Andedo, but now the speaker actually spoke...she couldn't refuse.

He could only say: "Okay...the speaker, we'll see you later."

"Thank you, Princess, for your success."

Seeing that the speaker wanted to salute again, Siegel quickly waved his hand, and then looked at Andedo, "Then...Andeduo, see you later."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, meaning goodbye.

Andedo nodded, "See you later."

Siegel turned around and left in frustration.

Anddo looked at Siegel's back and frowned unconsciously.

It was the speech teacher's words that dragged her back to her thoughts.

"Your Excellency, if...

If the old man is not mistaken, the look on your face...

but…

Red Dragon King? "

Red Dragon King...

That's right... From what I saw at the time, although the dragon's body was damaged, it still retained its aura.

When they first met, Andedo couldn't get close...nor should he get close.

"Mr. Eyes."

Anddo stopped recalling immediately.

When the speaker heard her affirmative words, he was even more excited. He straightened his hunched back, and stroked her mask with his right hand, like a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

He seemed to be trapped in memories, and even the blue mask softened a lot.

"Chilong King, I didn't expect...you and I meet again...it's such a scene.

Since I was young...you are the gap that I can't cross...

Now... is finally a thing of the past..."

As he talked, the nearly 70-year-old man seemed to have returned to his boyhood, weeping at a completely unfamiliar young man with a red mask.

***

It turned out that the speaker's real name was An Liyan, and it had been 27 years since he came to Alivia since he was 40 years old. Because of the onset of a hidden disease he suffered many years ago, he was sent to the dragon training field to guard the dragon. It has been 10 years in a flash.

"Although this place is called the Dragon Training Field, it is actually no different from the Dragon Slaying Field.

You and I are both from Enqiong. After slaying dragons for several years, you should know that dragons are proud and will not surrender in the face of several powerful soldiers, let alone a mere weak nobleman? "

"Um…"

Andedo looked at the dying green dragon that was gradually approaching, and its golden dragon ball seemed to be filled with mockery.

Andedo knew that if a noble could not tame something, it would be best to destroy it.One can demonstrate one's own might, and two is naturally a vivid dragon-slaying lesson for children.

While talking, Qinglong finally moved to the side of the cage, it let out a breath, the golden dragon ball turned blood red, and glared at An Liyan viciously.

An Liyan didn't seem to notice, he stretched out his wrinkled hand and placed it in front of the cage, only a thin line separated him from the green dragon.

Andedo looked at the two three-point similar dragon heads, and his heart was very heavy. Looking into the depths of the dragon ball, he felt a trace of grief and nostalgia.

Only to hear An Liyan's old voice sounding again, but this time he was quite tired:

"For so many years, my body has been stained with countless blood. I am approaching the age of seventy, but I can't see through it. In recent days, I have repeatedly asked myself: Is it wrong to slay the dragon?"