Fierce chirp~chirp!

In the study of Miles Dragon Manor in the second galaxy.

"Which family sent a letter requesting to exchange dragon's blood? It's really unbelievably arrogant as always."

The old housekeeper on the side looked quite strange after hearing the content of the letter.

Although the master's branch has long been separated from the orthodox dragon clan, any dragon clan will probably still remember the old event tens of thousands of years ago.

I thought tens of thousands of years had passed, maybe that family would be more restrained than before.

However, the current situation looks like the complete opposite.

How dare even Dragon Blood propose a deal in private!

If the group of conservative old fellows at the Peak of Order found out, they might be able to burn the entire Emperor Star with anger.

"No, with that guy's temper, I wouldn't be surprised even if he catches a dragon back. But now he still knows about the letter transaction."

The man in front of the chess table looked at the golden envelope in his hand, and nodded his head on the table with a strange expression.

It seems that this is not the style of Qiu Chongshan.

It's more like the eldest son's temper.

"So if you want dragon blood, is it for the youngest son of that clan? The baby beast egg given by the oracle...?"

"I want to read it, and I want to read the letter too! Uncle Sai Ke, quickly help me get the letter from my father's hand!"

While the master and servant were talking, the little guy lying beside the chessboard table couldn't help but continued to protest.

"Torrance, don't touch anything without washing your hands."

The woman who was watching from the side immediately picked up her son's collar.

"But, I also want to have friends! Is he good-looking? I like good-looking friends!"

Torrance struggled in the air, and in the next second, an orange dragon tail appeared and jumped out.

In an instant, he quickly grabbed the letter from his father's hand.

"Caught!"

Torrance, who was wearing a suit and shorts, ran to the door with the letter in his hand, eagerly unfolding the letter.

"Torrance, your literature class is the last one this year, are you sure you can understand it?"

Father Amasi rubbed his forehead and watched this scene with a headache, really didn't know what to say.

Both myself and my wife were well-known figures in the college back then, and we had never been hurt by this kind of thing.

But the youngest son who was born seemed to have mutated!

"...Ah, why did you write so many words? It's like drawing a picture. I'm so dizzy. You, come here quickly. I order you to read it to me."

Torrance looked at it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it anymore, and pointed to the waiter beside him with a bit of warmth.

"Yes, sir."

The waiter on the side quickly squatted down and tried to receive the letter, but the letter was confiscated by his father Amasi the next moment.

"Torancy, take your tail back first, or I'll send you there to feed blood!"

Amasi threatened a lot, but unfortunately it seemed to have no effect at all.

"Give it to that kid? That's okay too, isn't it just a little blood!"

"So is he good-looking?"

Torrance was lying on the sofa, flicking the dragon's tail indifferently, with an indescribable curiosity in his eyes.

"...Torancy, don't say such superficial words, look at what you look like."

Both the couple felt extremely helpless about the dragon's temper that their son had shown since childhood.

I am a human being, and my husband is a mixed-race dragon, but the dragon blood of the youngest son has returned to his ancestors in a mutation.

Almost comparable to pure blood.

As a result, I have liked all kinds of shiny things since I was a child.

I can't even look away when I see beautiful things, and I have to drag them back to the room to hide them. There is really no way.

"However, when it comes to whether it looks good or not, the youngest son of that family is said to be extremely fierce."

As a father, Amasi thought about this question equally curiously.

"Fierce?"

Torrance's tail dangling in mid-air suddenly stopped, and he frowned and muttered a few words.

"Isn't that as annoying as those guys in the class!?"

"So you'd better save it, boy, and stay at home for me honestly."

Ames shrugged and folded the letter again.

"But the conditions that the family put forward this time really moved my heart, but I don't want to trade it out so easily."

There is still a bottle of extremely precious ancient dragon blood in the house.

It has been saved and has not been activated.

"It's just that why does the youngest son of that family need dragon blood? For ordinary cubs, it shouldn't be able to bear it at all."

Out of concern about the growth of the cub, the woman asked hesitantly.

"Maybe it's too tough, and you've been looking for opportunities to break through since you were a child? Torrance, look at others, and then look at yourself."

Recalling the temper of that family, Amasi felt that this guess was reasonable, and by the way educated his son

"...Then I'm not interested, I don't want to feed my blood to the other party."

Believing his father's blood-feeding joke, Torrance hugged her own tail, showing resistance.

"But I still want to hang out... I don't want to start school this year."

The little guy threw himself into his mother's arms, his tone a little depressed.

Mother Sarah smiled helplessly and touched her son's head.

"You already know how to transform, you have to learn to grow up, and going to school after transforming is something that every little cub needs to experience."

"The other party agreed? Will you come to visit in person in a few days?"

In the prince's mansion, Qiu Chongshan looked at the eldest son opposite, also a little curious.

Originally, I thought I would catch a dragon and bled it at home, but I didn't expect to be able to trade with the dragon clan.

"But the Amis family are all half-blooded dragons, so is it useful to get the blood?"

Qiu Yiming was not interested. Compared with this kind of messy transaction, it was obviously more interesting to catch a real dragon and bring it back.

After Qiu Jingyu finished reading the letter, he slowly rewrote a reply letter, and finally left his emblem.

"No, although the Ames family is a sub-dragon, they have a bottle of ancient dragon blood with a very strong spiritual power hidden in their house. I think he will trade that bottle of dragon blood."

"Also, even if the bottle of dragon blood is not enough, his descendants are extremely rare atavistic blood species. The offspring of the combination of humans and mixed-blood dragons, on the contrary, the blood concentration is close to that of real dragons."

After the check was correct, Qiu Jingyu handed over the letter in his hand to the courier beside him, and the eyes of Qiu Chongshan and Qiu Yiming who were next to him gradually changed.

"You know all about this??? I wonder if you hid an undercover agent in his warehouse... so if you can't get the bottle of dragon blood, let his son bleed some blood??"

Qiu Yiming looked at his elder brother with his chin resting, and after thinking for a while, he seemed to understand the meaning behind his words.

It's just such a perverted plan, how did you come up with it? !

But... this plan is not without loopholes.

"What if his youngest son disagrees with life and death? Wouldn't your plan come to nothing? So I'll have to do it by then! Take that little dragon down for my brother to bleed!"

Qiu Yiming worked hard, preparing for a "strong buy and strong sell" when necessary.

Qiu Jingyu was no stranger to Qiu Yiming's gaze, and sneered subtly.

It is impossible for the plan to fail, because the youngest son of that family has a fatal weakness.

He will.

"Speaking of which, the little guy is about to transform successfully, so he should have an official name."

Qiu Jingyu's words instantly reminded everyone in the room.

"Yes, you must give the cub a prestigious name."

Scratching his head, Qiu Chongshan felt that this was a very serious question.

What name would be more prestigious?He is worthy of his own cub's future status as a beast!

"It's a good thing that big brother stopped me in the end... Otherwise, Dad and the others would have to develop in the direction of villains again!"

In the cub's room, Qiu Qiu rolled on the bed, his hair curled up messily.

[...emm, but, I seem to need to tell you one thing. 】

Compared to Qiu Qiu, the system stopped talking.

?

"what's wrong?"

[According to the background display, from the night you started raising dragons to now, in addition to your beast prestige value has been increasing, the villain value of your family is also soaring. 】

【Oh, by the way, the biggest sum just now is that your family plans to distribute it after catching the dragon for you...】

The system was completely speechless for a while.

I don't know whether to be happy or sympathetic.

Good guy, professional villains are not so professional here.

"But hasn't it been changed!? My brother said that he just invited a whole family of dragons to come over and make a deal? Why is this counted as the villain value of the whole family?"

Qiuqiu jumped up from the bed all at once.

[How would I know... Anyway, congratulations, the new gift bag has arrived, let me see the reward this time... Ah, it's language skills. 】

"..."QAQ

After getting the gift bag for the first time, I was a little emotional.

I am a villain so failed, why can't I try my best to catch up with the speed of my father and their villains...

【You don't have to be so sad, after all, you are still a little cub, and your whole family is already a big beast.Of course it is easier to accumulate villain points than you! 】

[And you have raised a sub-dragon, you can try to use him to practice villain skill points. 】

After the system finished comforting weakly, it went offline directly.

On the other hand, Jin Lin opened his eyelids and glanced at the golden cub rolling in the quilt beside him, and flicked his tail inexplicably.

Subconsciously wanted to jump over and grab it, but reason quickly suppressed this absurd instinct.

Dragons would not do such childish things.

Just when Jin Lin was seriously reflecting, Qiu Qiu flew to the side with his wings fluttering.

"...Well, can you speak~?"

Trying to clear his throat, Qiu Qiu found that he could really speak!

Compared with the situation where long sentences can only be spoken with a strong willingness to speak, it is obviously much easier now!

And Jin Lin also realized this, and was surprised to find that the little guy could speak a lot more clearly.

Language ability is often related to mental development. If one can speak fluently, at least incarnation will not be an impossible thing.

……

Wait, why do I analyze these useless things.

Jin Lin's expression suddenly turned pale, and he tried to close his eyes again.

only……

"You can understand me, you should be able to speak?"

"I don't know your name yet, can you tell me your name?"

Finally able to speak proficiently, Qiu Qiu couldn't help being a little excited, and flapped his wings crookedly past him.

The uneven surface of the quilt made it difficult for the little guy to walk, but the moment he almost fell, he was rolled up by a dragon's tail and placed in front of him again.

"Chirp~"

After standing still, Qiu Qiu couldn't help rubbing the dragon's tail to thank him affectionately.

Know how to be polite.

Jin Lin snorted coldly in his heart,

"What's your name? Do you know my name?"

Qiu Qiu was sticking softly next to his little dragon, but his voice was also very childish and innocent.

Just whispering softly in the ear like this is not annoying, but rather soft-hearted inexplicably.

Jin Lin wagged his tail, trying to make the little cub give up this naive attempt through silence.

However, Qiu Qiu seemed to have no temper, he didn't feel neglected at all, instead he spoke with moist eyes.

"If you...can't speak, I can teach you!"

"I will read one sentence to you every day, and you will learn one sentence after you grow up slowly, and you will be able to learn it."

"However, it's okay even if you can't speak all the time. There's nothing wrong with not being able to speak. I can teach you how to write..."

While talking, he rubbed against Jin Lin's ear, the soft creamy golden ball seemed to be afraid of making his little dragon sad.

……

"Jin Lin."

At this moment, the little dragon who always kept his eyes closed suddenly responded.

It was as if he was so annoyed by these soft words that he finally compromised.

However, Qiu Qiu, who was ready to accept that his little dragon might never speak, opened his eyes wide and looked at Jin Lin almost in surprise.

…………

Jin Rin couldn't stand the sight, so he dipped some water from the water glass next to him with his dragon tail, and wrote the word "Rin" directly on the table.

Oh my god, my dragon can not only speak, but also write! ! QAQ

Looking at the water marks on the table, Qiu Qiu was even more shocked now.

Jin Lin glanced at the little guy's quiet and shocked appearance, and flicked his tail in subtle satisfaction.

At last it was quiet.

I don't need to be taught to speak and write at all... On the contrary, it's almost enough to teach this little cub myself.

Of course, I would never do such a meaningless thing.

"... Ah Lin?"

Jin Lin: ...? ? ?

However, just when Jin Lin was about to end all this, a soft voice suddenly sounded.

Qiu Qiu watched his little dragon open his eyes with a complicated and shocked look, and subconsciously pursed his lips and smiled shyly.

Of course, now I don't know how to change form, I'm still just a bird.

"My Ah Lin."

"I will raise you well."

Lin is so smart, she must be much better than herself when she grows up.

So you have to grow up well.

Sticking to it softly, the creamy golden ball can be easily pushed away with a single paw, but...

Jin Lin was silent for a long time, then sighed.

Forget it.

How dare you call such a rebellious title...

The things this little monster has committed have long been innumerable.