doodle prince

When the eastern side of the mainland revealed a thin red light, a group of people sat on the back of the fire-breathing dragon and embarked on a journey to find the little fairy.

Chen Feng sat at the end, followed by the prince, Landing Star, the little tree spirit and the princess in front.

They lowered their bodies very low, but the early morning wind pierced through their thin clothes and blew on their bodies, making them still unbearably cold.

The prince was so cold that he rubbed his arms. Just when he was thinking about whether to abuse the spell to change into a thicker robe, a burst of warmth came over him. Chen Feng stretched out his arms to wrap around the prince's waist, wrapping his whole body. They embraced each other in their arms, and then rested their chins gently on the prince's shoulder.

The prince froze for a moment.

"Too high." Chen Feng whispered.

"You can close your eyes..." The prince turned his head to look at him.

The moment he turned his head, the prince's lips just brushed against Chen Feng's cheek and imprinted on Chen Feng's lips.

He stiffened.

"Huh~"

Suddenly there was a strange sound in his ear, and the prince hurriedly turned his head to look, just in time to see the three people in front of him turning around to face him.

The little tree spirit was covered by Luoxingxing, and Luoxingxing was covering her eyes by the princess. The princess raised her eyebrows with a meaningful expression on her face: "What are you doing in public? There are children here!"

The prince's cheeks turned red with a bang: They didn't mean to kiss!

Chen Feng looked at the tip of the prince's ear, and a smile flashed across his face. He looked up at the little dryad, and moved away from the embarrassing topic that the prince felt: "Little dryad, did the fire-breathing dragon say how long it will fly?" time to come?"

The dryads themselves have the ability to understand the languages ​​of other races, so he was able to understand the words of the fire-breathing dragon before.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, the fire-breathing dragon murmured twice again, and the little tree spirit slapped away the hand of Landing Star covering his eyes, and translated: "It says it's still far away, but it's tired now, Want to eat."

Just as the little tree spirit said that the charizard wanted to eat, his stomach gurgled.

The little tree spirit clutched her stomach, blinked nervously, and hurriedly explained: "It really said that it wanted to eat! Although...although I am also very hungry."

Since Landing Star and Prince were taken away, he and Chen Feng rushed all the way to Dragon Fort without eating anything.

"Then let's stop first." Chen Feng said, "After eating, we can go on our way."

Before Chen Feng left the Dragon Castle, he packed a lot of food in his Qiankun bag. He thought that so many things would be enough to support them to reach their destination.

But obviously, he miscalculated the food intake of the fire-breathing dragon.

The fire-breathing dragon ate more than half of it in one bite and still looked like it wasn't full, its stomach was rumbling, and it rubbed its head on the ground unhappily.

The princess touched the fire-breathing dragon's head and said to Chen Feng: "It can't get enough to eat these things, it needs meat, and usually he hunts some wild boars and deer by himself, and roasts them. "

The prince thought for a while, and then said to Chen Feng: "I will go hunting with it, you wait here first."

Chen Feng nodded, and took the princess, Luo Luoxing and the little tree spirit together to find a stone cave.

"Let me pick up some dry matches." The princess said, holding up her skirt.

"Let me go." Chen Feng glanced at her long skirt that dragged the floor, "There are a lot of weeds and thorns here, it's not convenient for you to move, stay here and take care of them."

It had just rained outside, and it was hard to find dry matches. After walking for a long time, Chen Feng did not see any dry matches, but only picked up two half-wet wooden sticks.

Chen Feng stared at the wooden sticks in front of him for a while, and finally threw them down.

Forget it, let's draw it by myself after going back.

Just when Chen Feng was about to turn his head and walk back, a wild boar with black face and fangs suddenly rushed over from the depths of the jungle!

Chen Feng retreated step by step, and stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground in a panic. After the rain, the fallen leaves slipped after contacting the wet soil, causing Chen Feng to fall into the nearby pit suddenly.

His head hit the stone next to him, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

It was already afternoon when Chen Feng woke up, and the sun shone through the shade of the trees, and fell on Chen Feng's body, revealing the muddy mud all over his body.

Chen Feng climbed out of the hole with the branches next to him. He patted the dirt on his body, and his whole body was sore.

Chen Feng looked up at the sky and found that it was getting late, so he rubbed his head and strode out.

He came to pick up firewood and didn't go back for so long, the prince was probably in a hurry.

Chen Feng glanced at his embarrassed appearance, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

If the prince saw him, he might call him a waste again.

When Chen Feng returned to the cave, he didn't see anyone.

There were ashes and unburned firewood sticks in the open space outside the cave, along with messy footprints and paw prints, as well as some leftover bones.

"Aye—"

Chen Feng shouted loudly.

"Falling star—"

"Little Dryad—"

No one should.

They left themselves and left.

Chen Feng faintly felt weird, goosebumps spread all over his body, and his premonition of uneasiness became stronger.

He reached out to touch the Qiankun bag on his body, but couldn't find it.

Then he suddenly remembered that after they took out the food from the Qiankun bag, he handed the Qiankun bag to the prince and asked him to hold it.

Chen Feng reached out and touched the pile of ashes.

There is still residual heat in the ashes, and there is a scorching pain when touching the fingertips of people.

It wasn't long before they left.

Chen Feng turned his head and glanced at the empty cave.

The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger.

If they were captured, who around here could fight a fire-breathing dragon?

If they are gone, then why abandon themselves?

Either way, it's clear he's in serious trouble at the moment.

And he's just an ordinary guy.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, raised his head and looked around, and gradually had a plan in his mind.

This is Wing Forest.

The original name of this place is "Bone Wing Forest."

He needs to find the little prince, no matter what the cost.

Chen Feng lowered his head to find the wild boar's skull from the pile of leftover bones beside the ashes.

Then Chen Feng walked into the depths of the forest holding the skull.

It was the next night when Chen Feng walked out of the forest again.

A pale crescent moon hangs in the sky, shaped like the sickle of death.

The sound of the wind passed through the forest, blowing the leaves and rustling, but the noisy insects and frogs disappeared at this moment.

Chen Feng sat high on a monster. The monster was shaped like a horse, but it was not a horse. It was covered with red bones, but it had no flesh. The bones were only connected by naked muscles.

The golden ginkgo leaves fluttered down, passed through the gap between his bones, passed through his ribs, and fell to the ground.

The only flesh on its body is on its wings. Its wings are huge and look like bat wings, but the color is transparent, like a piece of hydrogel wrapped on one after another red wing bones.

There was an unknown beast's skin on his back, and Chen Feng was sitting on it, and his hands were firmly holding the rib-shaped ring-shaped bone on his back.

Chen Feng lowered his head and said something in its ear, and the bone-winged horse raised its hair and let out a shrill neigh, then spread its wings and flew towards the sky.

Chen Feng remembered that the fire-breathing dragon flew all the way to the southwest.

There was no sign of a fight near the fire, and no monsters around here could stand against a charizard.

If they left, then they were in the southwest.

The speed of the bone-winged horse was much faster than that of the fire-breathing dragon. Chen Feng leaned over him, only feeling the wind blowing across his face hurt more than a sharp blade.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on him in the morning, Chen Feng finally saw the little prince by a lake.

The surface of the lake was sparkling, and the fire-breathing dragon was huge, but Chen Feng saw the little prince struggling to get the fish into the stick at a glance.

"stop."

Chen Feng said to the bone-winged horse in a trembling voice.

The bone-winged horse's transparent wings closed gently, and landed steadily on the ground hundreds of meters away from the little prince.

Fearing that the frightening appearance of the bone-winged horse would scare the little prince, Chen Feng hid it behind a tree, and then limped towards the little prince.

——He used the wild boar's skull to find the bone-winged horse, but he needed to use his own bones to make a contract with the bone-winged horse.

He chose a bone from his right foot.

The little prince finally put the fish on the stick, and he was grilling the fish with the stick in his hand, with a big smile on his face.

Chen Feng walked over step by step, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and his steps became more and more urgent.

He also followed the prince with a smile on his face, and he shouted: "A Ye!"

The prince looked up at him.

The fire-breathing dragon also turned its head, its huge wings moved, the obstacle was removed, and Chen Feng saw the person behind the fire-breathing dragon's wings.

——The one who looks exactly like him.

The smile on Chen Feng's face froze slowly.