Palm Dragon

Morley has always been concerned about Adrian's education.

This is reflected in the fact that although they don't live together, every year some unlucky messengers complain that the packages in the Emerald Valley are too heavy for them to embarrass.

Adrian didn't become an illiterate dragon, but he was able to write even though he was living in the valley, so he didn't break away from common sense. The thick and big books from Pagrama are indisputable.

For example, the historical yearbook of Ori, the biographies of great men, jewelry appreciation (?) and some enlightenment fairy tales that Morley thought were essential at the beginning.

Adrian didn't like this, because in those stories, dragons were usually portrayed as fools who only messed up and hijacked the princess and were eventually subdued by the prince.

Although fairy tales are not Xiao Heilong's favorite, Adrian can't help thinking that he has fallen into a fairy tale book after seeing the current situation clearly.

"Oh..." Adrian marveled at the current environment before he had time to see his situation clearly.

Cobwebs knotted around the feet of the copper armor in the corner, and a ray of sunlight leaked through a hewn fusiform window onto the dusty floor.

A small hexagonal stone room - exactly the same as the tower where the princess lived after being taken away by the dragon.

The door of the room was locked from the inside, and the thick rust on it seemed to have never been opened for 1000 years.

How could I run into this room?

Adrian stared blankly at the tip of his tail in a daze.

Well, he saw Ferez fighting in the sky, and he followed, and then Ferez was bleeding, and there was a strange bat screaming, and...

Then there is nothing.

After admiring his own tail blankly, Adrian suddenly came to his senses.

wrong!I want to go back.

I ran out so recklessly, and I don't know if Casey will make a small report with Iss!

The little black dragon sat up vigorously and looked around the environment.

There was a dirty door lock on one side and an open window on the other.

Adrian, who thought he was very clean, was about to fly out of the window when he was startled by the rumbling sound from the other side of the door.

Sounds like it's coming from far away...

Adrian hesitated for a moment, but decided to choke off his eager curiosity.

If he got into any trouble again, Ice might be angry.

His > Watch the fun.

Adrian, who wanted to understand, turned happily and rushed towards the sunlight in front of him.

BOM!

The little black dragon simply bumped into an invisible barrier and slid down slowly.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Adrian squatted on the ground and covered his nose.

Must have been knocked crooked...

The unrepentant little Panglong stepped forward to test it several times again—this window was indeed terribly weird, the sunlight could penetrate it, but he couldn't get out.

What kind of strange enchantment is this?

……

Ok.

After realizing that he really couldn't even stick a paw out of the window, Adrian gave up.

The little black dragon turned around.

That rumbling sound still came from time to time.

After some research, the lock casing and lock cylinder of this ancient leaf lock have rusted to death.

The little black dragon burned half of the door without doing anything.

It was only after he got out of the room that he realized that this was a turret, and the spiral red brick stairs couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Flying straight to the bottom floor, Adrian found that the door underneath could be opened, but it didn't lead to the outside.

Behind the door was a dark corridor, the previous rumbling sound was gone, and it was so quiet that it made him hairy.

Adrian breathed lightly, for fear of waking up something.

Tick.

The little black dragon almost jumped up.

The sound of cold water droplets hitting the stone...

Taking a deep breath, Adrian cautiously flew into the darkness.

The darkness is not a problem for the dragon's eyesight, but it is because of seeing that Adrian feels more creepy.

He wanted to talk and sing to himself to strengthen his courage, but the surroundings were too quiet for him to breathe loudly.

The corridor seemed endless, because of the perennial humidity, the floor was slippery with moss, and the carcasses of small rodents appeared in the corners from time to time.

Adrian tried to fly with his chest out, but he couldn't help complaining: if only he didn't get smaller.

If he was of the original majestic size, this kind of dark corridor must have taken a few steps before he walked to the end.

If I haven't become smaller, but there is something lurking here, I can fight it...

Instead of a monster that seems to jump out from any corner and swallow him like it is now... As a dragon, Adrian certainly understands that the body is big enough to swallow the current self as a meatball There are so many monsters.

It's... so insecure.

Tick.

It's that nasty sound of water again...

Tick.

It sounds so clear.

Tick.

……wrong!

If he had fur, Adrian would be blown apart by now like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

This gradually clear sound of dripping water - clearly came from behind ah ah ah ah ah ah -! ! !

He flew all the way over, and there was clearly nothing in the corridor! ! ! !

Poor Adrian's wings are starting to stiffen.

Must be an illusion.

Tick.

Adrian blinked his eyes vigorously, speeded up and flew forward, but didn't dare to look back.

There was nothing behind except the leaky ceiling and moss. I must have had an illusion from staying in the dark for too long.

Usually, however, self-hypnosis is useless in such cases, as you will soon find out that the situation will only get worse.

call--

A gust of cold wind blew from behind Adrian.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo - ", all small barbs on the back instantly stood up, the little black dragon suddenly dashed forward desperately.

Behind this corridor is obviously the ground floor of the turret where he came down, where is the wind coming from!

Not to mention, the icy rancid smell mixed in the wind!

This is clearly the breath of something!

The sudden sound of footsteps confirmed the little black dragon's thoughts. The sound of sticky footsteps, as if thrown to the ground by 100-year-old rotten linen, began to approach him unabashedly!

fly!fly!fly!

The little black dragon flapped its little wings desperately, and didn't even have the courage to look back to see what happened.

Rumble.

As if thinking that Adrian wasn't unlucky enough, the previous voice sounded from the front of the corridor again.

After leaving the turret, Adrian could hear clearly this time, the rumbling sound already sounded very clear: the sound of some, or some giant running.

Adrian didn't want to admit it, but that voice was indeed coming from the front.

great.

There is an unidentified wet monster behind, and there is a (sounding) big fast monster in front.

Inappropriately, Adrian remembered seeing the remains of small animals before.

Turrets, dank stone corridors, two (or more) big monsters.

He was wrong - this place is not like a fairy tale at all!

I am not yet an adult, I have not grown into a majestic fire dragon, and I have not met my father yet!

And... just met Yisi.

He absolutely must not be eaten in this inexplicable place!

Little Panglong burst into tears.