Pokemon phobia

A long period of peace passed, and he sometimes played alone, but more often he was active with faerie dragons.On this day, he met this gaudy little partner again.

He was a little happy, so he took the initiative to say hello: "Li, hello, I'm here to dig gems, do you want to come together?"

The word gem was also told to him by Li, and Li said it was heard from another old elven dragon—he suspected that it was the same elven dragon that pointed to the aggregate of laws and called the mushroom.

He saw Li approaching, and stood beside him with a hesitant expression on his face: "You...have grown so fast recently, did you eat something?"

He turned his head and gestured, only to realize that he had already doubled Li's growth.He shook the tip of his tail, and was also a little puzzled: "But I only ate mushrooms."

Li's eyes were still suspicious, but he didn't say anything.

They dug a lot of gems together, Li was not as strong as him, and the gems they dug out were much less.But in the end he gave most of the gems to Li, leaving only the silver and purple ones for himself.When he was parting, he suddenly thought of a question, caught Li who was about to leave, and asked curiously: "Li, did you sleep on the jewel too?"

Li looked at his eyes inexplicably: "I don't sleep on gems, how disgusting, do you dragons sleep on gems? Oh yes, I heard the old elf dragons say that you sleep on gems. Scales maintain scales."

He blinked ignorantly, but said nothing.He had an intuition that this must not be the whole answer, otherwise—why did Anxi Weidona smoke Evans?

On the way back, he kept thinking about this question. As he walked, he suddenly caught a glimpse of tiny bubbles on the ground behind him.He immediately turned his head and saw the multicolored halo spreading in the bubble. Gradually, the bubble became bigger and bigger, and even made a "snoring" sound——

"Pfft!" A little dragon the size of his head emerged from the fragments of the law.

He was a little surprised and a little surprised.

There are very few dragons in Longyu, so few that he has only seen no more than ten dragons since he was born, most of them just flew over his head, and he happened to see them.The only ones who could really talk to him were Evans, Anxi Vedona and Li.

This little dragon has gray-green scales and beautiful dark green eyes. Unfortunately, it can't speak at all, and it can only scream "babbling" when it is brought home by him.

Inheriting the memory told him that this little dragon was a "lower dragon clan" different from them, and that a normal dragon would always be that way when it was born, and I am afraid that it would not be able to learn to speak for the rest of its life.

But he didn't mind this kind of thing, he just looked at the two dragons at home expectantly: "Can I raise it?"

"That's all right," said Evans quickly, "but don't get too close, or you'll--baby!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was drawn by Yinlong again.

He saw Evans shaking his head dejectedly, and cheekily went to sneak up on Anxi Wedona with his wings, and said, "Okay, to be serious. I think you'd better not raise it, our upper dragon clan The gap between it and the lower dragons is too big, a little guy like this... probably only has a lifespan of twenty law-tidal cycles, and when it dies, you will be sad."

He was startled when he heard that: "Twenty?"

If his memory serves him right, he has seen Law and Tide nearly a hundred times since he was born.

"Is there any way to make it live longer?"

Evans shook his head, but Ann thought about it, and said softly: "It is said that a dragon with a name has eternal life. If you give it a name, it may live longer."

"But Evans says you have to pick your own name."

There was a smile in An's light purple eyes: "Of course, but if you don't want to name it, these lower dragons will never have their own names in their lifetime."

The question of naming stumped him.

In fact, he is not good at naming at all, otherwise he would not have no name until now.

But when he saw Li again, he finally had an inspiration.He introduced a new member of his family to Li: "Li, look, this is Tai Lun."

Li stared blankly at the little dragon with dark green eyes, and said in horror, "Isn't this a lower dragon? Why does it have a name!"

He then explained seriously: "Ann said that a dragon with a name can live long, so I named it."

Li looked at him with indescribable eyes, finally sighed, rolled his eyes and said: "Okay, but what kind of strange name is this, Tai Lun, I have never heard a similar combination of syllables."

"It's not wrong, the name just needs to be a little strange." He said, "Otherwise, if other dragons accidentally mention its name, it will be annoyed to death."

"Where is it so easy to hear." The fairy dragon muttered.

He was a little unhappy, and protested: "You see, Evans' name was chosen randomly. Before he gave himself this name, the word 'Evans' didn't exist in Dragon Realm at all."

Li's tail hair exploded.

The fairy dragon stared at him in horror for a long time, and screamed: "Oh my god! You called that person's name! Is it really related?"

He was frightened by the elf dragon's overreaction, carefully hugged the little green dragon into his arms and didn't dare to say anything, he could only look at Li helplessly.

What happened to his name Evans?

But it has been called countless times, and Anxi Weidona didn't stop him.

It wasn't until much later that he figured it out.

But at that time, there was no need for further explanation.

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Since then, there has been another dragon playing with him. Although Tai Lun can't speak, he still likes it.

It was another peaceful day, and he hugged the mushrooms he picked from the backyard, squatting not far from the nest while watching Tyron gnawing on them, while eating them himself.

It's useless for him to eat these low-level mushrooms now, but he still eats some from time to time.Every time he hears the different sounds of those mushrooms being crushed in his mouth, he can find different pleasures, even though he has been playing this game for a long time, he still enjoys it.

However, just when he thought that today would pass peacefully, he suddenly found a bunch of wild mushrooms glowing not far from him.

His attention was attracted, and he looked over there, vaguely seeing a few shiny white scales protruding from the pile of mushrooms.This is the color he likes, he hesitated for a while, and walked over there.

In the pile of mushrooms was a white dragon about [-] meters long, only a little smaller than him.

He was a little surprised, but more happy, approached the white dragon quietly, and said hello: "Hello, white dragon, what are you doing here?"

The white dragon was startled by his voice, its scales exploded, and it trembled even more when it saw his black scales.But when Bailong saw his light purple vertical pupils, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you new here? Do you want to settle here?"

The guy's tone made him a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded obediently and replied, "I live here."

The white dragon didn't hear anything unusual, but thought the young black dragon was a little silly.He lowered his voice contemptuously and said, "Listen, let's discuss something. You go in and steal the crystals from that lair, and I'll help you out here. After the matter is done, we will share the crystals equally."

He froze for a moment, tilted his head to look at the direction he was pointing, and after confirming again and again that it was his home, he couldn't believe it: "What?"

Bailong became a little impatient: "I said, go and steal the crystals from that lair, and I'll help you out here. Then we will share those crystals equally, don't you understand?"

He was dazed, and after a while he was awakened by the sound that Tai Lun almost fell off his back. He hurriedly spread his wings to shake the little green dragon back, then glared at the white dragon and said, "Why should I help you!"

"Keep your voice down!" Bai Long also stared back, his golden eyes full of righteousness, "Don't you want those crystals? If you want to, cooperate with me, do you hear me!"

Of course he wanted the gems—they belonged to the family, after all, and neither Evans nor Ann would stop him from rolling in any pile.

Is this white dragon mentally ill? !