Hello!this is my dragon

Bruce, the number one warrior of the raptor tribe, squinted his eyes, stretched his wings, and flew freely by the wind. He thought: Finally, the pearls have been exchanged. In the next cold season, the female cubs and elders in the tribe should be able to survive safely. pass.At the beginning, the old patriarch fought against all opinions and took the risk to reach a cooperation with the Sea Dragon King of Sicily. Looking at it today, he was indeed right.At least we don't have to take a lot of supplies and humbly exchange pearls with the beast tribe...

The other eagles happily flew back to the tribe in groups, surrounded Frye one after another, and at the same time, Frye would definitely receive a lot of praise, sincere or false.

But that was what Bruce couldn't stand the most.

The Beast God will punish you, vile and shameless usurper!

Bruce stayed on Shiwan Beach, and after hovering alone for a long time, he looked down aimlessly.

Huh?Why is that thing still there?

Blue saw the little thing undulating at the bottom of the cliff again.

That was Xiaolong's animal skin bag, which was swept by the waves to the bottom of the cliff.

Out of curiosity, Bruce swept down cautiously with his superb flying skills. The eagle claws lightly grabbed the thing and landed on the beach.

The lonely and angry Blue thought for a while, untied the bag, and slowly poured out the contents one by one: shells, shells, shells...

Conch, coral, round stones...

Although the things are messy and disorderly, they are obviously collected on purpose.

"Well, this looks like a toy for a cub."

There is also a mischievous young eagle in Bruce's family. His children usually like to collect similar gadgets and have a good time.Thinking of his partner's children, Blue began to smile.

At the same time, Bruce suddenly remembered the little dragon with platinum scales he saw just now, especially the big innocent blue eyes of the other party—could this bag belong to that little dragon?The gadgets collected here are obviously all found in the sea.

Bruce looked up at the sea in front of him, and couldn't help but start guessing: If the little dragon finds out that the bag is missing, he should be sad, right?

"Oh, there's no way to return it to him." Bruce shook his head, talking to himself.

Immediately afterwards, Bruce shook the emptied bag vigorously, and a small piece fell out.

"??" Bru was startled, his eyes widened instantly, and he leaned over the beach to watch.

——The last thing that fell out of the bag was an eagle feather, and it obviously belonged to the wing of the young eagle.

Sure and sure, Blue saw it fall out of the bag.

Trembling, Bruce took a deep breath and sniffed carefully, trying to discern the identity of the owner of Eagle Feather.

Although all the flavors have been diluted after being soaked in seawater for a long time, the eagle with a keen sense of smell still caught a faint feature.

"!" Bruce's long-suppressed emotions erupted in an instant, and he cried out in a low voice with a cry: "My beast god! This, this is Xiao You's feather?"

Blue's mind was muddled, and he lay on the beach crying and laughing: he was crying in memory of the old patriarch who helped him to be promoted, and he was laughing because he got the "accidentally missing" according to Frye. News about Xiao You, the grandson of the old patriarch.

However, why did Xiao You's eagle feather appear in this animal skin bag?

Bruce racked his brains to think, but unfortunately, facing the vast sea, he could only wander anxiously near the sea.

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The island of Sicily, the clear stream next to the wooden house.

Standing on the grass by the stream, Xiao You concluded sympathetically: "So, your bag is completely lost?"

Xiaolong nodded sadly, and said: "Yes, it's gone, all the toys inside are gone." He lay on the rocks in the stream, sullenly raised his paw to pat the water to play, Xiaolong followed Rongtuo who was on vacation to the island, because Rong Gege wants to come up to bask in the sun.

At this time, the Rong family father and son were lying side by side on the grass by the stream, with their eyes closed, leisurely enjoying the sun.

Xiao You comforted: "Don't be sad, didn't your father give you a new one?"

Xiaolong sighed in a dignified manner, and spread his claws and said: "But, it's different, my, my favorite one is gone."

Xiao You flapped his wings, but he couldn't help, so he had to throw a fruit into the stream, and comforted him: "Don't think about it, just eat a fruit. When I can really fly and return to the ancient forest, I will give you a lot of fruit." From animal skins, it is up to you to make bags or clothes."

As soon as he mentioned [Really Can Fly], Xiaolong's attention immediately shifted. He supported the stream stone to stand up with his upper body, looked enviously at the wings of the young eagle, and recalled again: "Ah, ah! Those eagles fly It's so high, they fly here and there, they won't fall!"

However, Xiao You couldn't hear the [Eagle Falling] the most, because he had fallen from a tree before.

"...I watched it with my dad. There was an eagle that he had never seen Xiaolong before, so he always looked at me, and I watched him too... Dad said, eagles can fly for a long time..." Xiaolong happily shared with Xiao You I have to bring Rong Tuo together to talk about the interesting story. The little dragon swam to the stream, raised his claws and patted Rong Tuo's arm, and asked in a childlike voice: "Uncle Rong, those eagles fly very high! ,Right?"

Rong Tuo said lazily: "Well, those bird people, flying around, dazzled me."

"Wow!" The little sea deer next to him turned over and responded casually.

Xiaolong repeated curiously: "Birdman? But Uncle Rong, Dad said that an eagle is an eagle, not a seagull, nor a bird."

Rong Tuo crossed his legs, and said with a sly smile, "I'm just kidding you. Your father is right, don't listen to me."

Xiao You, who came over after a detour from the other side, heard this, and immediately guessed what Rong Tuo must have said just now. For this dragon's unrestrained, unscrupulous, and rebellious, Xiao You is I have been taught many times, and I have long been unable to get angry.

The little sea deer stood up slowly, went to the stream and kicked its legs, but accidentally rolled into the stream with a "plop", a splash of water splashed on Rong Tuo, and Rong Tuo raised his hand to wipe his face, without hesitation. Concerned, he laughed cheerfully and said, "Ahahaha ~ Gege, are you too fat to stand still? Hey, I told you to exercise more, hurry up, go swim a few more laps with the little prince!"

"Huh~" Xiao Hailu dived into the stream angrily, and suddenly emerged again, splashing more water on Rongtuo, squinting his big green clear eyes and smiling.

"Ai ai ai, Rong Gege, do you need a beating?" Rong Tuo lay motionless, curling the corners of his lips with a smile.

Whenever this happens, Xiao You's impression of Rong Tuo will become a little bit better.

"Gege, let's catch fish together." Xiaolong greeted.

The little sea deer stopped playing the game of splashing water, and followed Xiaolong to play the game of catching fish with head held high. Fortunately, the stream is clear and gentle, and the stream is full of rocks, so Xiao You can reluctantly participate in this game.

The three little guys were chasing and intercepting, making water splash everywhere, Rong Tuo finally stood up and stretched after lying down enough, looked up at the sky, and thought: They should also stop, right?Enough is enough, because of those dragon fruits, we quarrel every day!

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"How can eight be enough? Didn't you say that there are still people who can't survive the poison? Then maybe only one or two reformed dragons will come out of these eight, so how can it be done?" The old dragon king retorted angrily in a low voice.

Ao Bai took a deep breath, cheered up again and explained: "Father, there are only sixteen in total. I will give you half first, and there will be more in the future. When the time comes—"

"We'll talk about the matter at that time, and solve the immediate problem first!" The old dragon king said very forcefully, "Ao Bai, you know the situation at home, if I only bring these few dragon fruits back this time, if Your uncles... cough cough?"

Ao Bai frowned and emphasized: "Father, eight is already a lot, and you can't use them all at once. Dragon fruit is very poisonous, so use it with caution."

"What's there to worry about?" The old Dragon King waved his hands disapprovingly, "Try to pick the strongest guardian dragon, and try it boldly! Those who can survive will have a bright future; those who can't survive will also be the will of the Sea God."

When Ji Mo heard this, his expression became very ugly, and he thought to himself, are you taking the life of the guardian dragon as your life?We left eight dragon fruits for other purposes, and we didn't plan to create many modified dragons...

"Father!" Ao Bai tried his best to maintain his composure, "Listen to me, eight is really a lot. Looking at the entire ocean, except for the South China Sea, there are only dragon fruits in the Sicilian Sea and the East China Sea—"

The old Dragon King was furious, interrupted angrily and reprimanded: "That Ao Kun thing in the South China Sea may know how many guardian dragons there are, and we in the East China Sea must not be compared!"

Ji Mo suddenly realized, and thought to himself: Oh, so this is what you care about...

"Father." Ji Mo persuaded: "Ao Kun secretly cooperated with the land orcs a long time ago, so in a short time, we can only take it slowly—"

The old dragon king couldn't bear it and cursed angrily: "What do you know? Do you know how much Ao Kun hates the dragons of the East China Sea? You don't know! Let me tell you, once the time is right, Ao Kun will first trouble the East China Sea!"

The past is entangled and involved constantly. The Dragon King of the East China Sea and the Dragon King of the South China Sea have disliked each other and have been fighting secretly for most of their lives.

Seeing his partner being scolded, Ao Bai immediately stood up, pulled Ji Mo behind him, frowned, and raised his voice to remind: "What Ji Mo said is the truth. Father, don't get excited. If you are like this, we won't Discuss!"

Ji Mo took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions, and then swam out from behind Ao Bai, and sincerely persuaded: "Father, you have also seen the situation in the Sicily Sea. If we are not safe here, then there is really only this The sixteen dragon fruits that I bought back last time, you think so? According to Ao Bai’s and I’s speculation, there are no dragon fruits that are known to exist, only the North Sea Dragon Clan—there are so many dragon kings staring at Sicily, what do you say? Can we not be nervous?"

"Hmph, apart from the South China Sea, the other dragons are nothing to be afraid of." The old Dragon King rolled his eyes dismissively.

"Dragon fruit is not a good thing, and what is even more frightening is that it is hard to offend. I will say this directly." Ji Mo said in a deep voice, "So, although dragon fruit is not a good thing, we need to use it to protect the Sicily Sea. An Ning, you also have to think about us, Yier, and the people of the Sicilian Sea!"

With firm eyes, Aobai held his partner's shoulder with one hand and reminded: "Father, if Sicily can't be held, think about the consequences. I promised that the dragon fruit in exchange for it in the future must be the one at home. However, the details will be discussed later.”

The old Dragon King stared angrily, and asked angrily: "So, you are only willing to hand over eight dragon fruits to your family?"

Ao Bai nodded, and said seriously: "Only eight, really can't be more."

As soon as the little white dragon finished speaking, the old dragon king got up angrily, stretched out his hand, trembling with anger, and cursed: "Nizi! You, you are such a bastard!"

The author has something to say:

Old Dragon King: I want sixteen, not one less! ￣へ￣Little White Dragon: Only eight, really can’t be more ╮(╯▽╰)╭Ji Mo: -_-#