—It is the enemy of God, it is born of chaos, powerful and evil
—It lives in the deep sea, in the clouds, in the snow, in the swamps
—It will plunder treasures, snatch the most noble princess, bring disasters, and trample cities
—it brings the most valiant warriors to death and glory, with god's blessing, dragon spear and bow
—It is a monster left over from heaven and earth, the enemy of all things
-dragon
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"With God's blessing, dragon spear~ and bow and arrow..."
The little boy wearing a beret tore the flowers at the door and looked angrily at the flower girl in front of him: "Stop Aina! Don't sing this song anymore, the dragon didn't hurt us!"
The golden light at dusk sprinkled the entire Robushai City, covering the delicate flowers in front of the flower shop. The petals torn off by the boy danced a few times with the wind, and fell to the ground unsteadily. The flower girl frowned and stretched out her hand Pulling the little boy's ear.
"How old are you, how do you know that those evil dragons haven't done any evil? Roy! Don't talk to me anymore, or I'll send you to the church and see how God Envoy will deal with you as a substitute Dragon talking dead child!"
The little boy was really scared, but the flower girl continued to trim the flowers proudly, and then hummed the well-known dragon song.
The bell in the church rang, and the fishermen in Haikou also went ashore, bowing devoutly and thanking the god of the sea for his protection.
God is the ruler of Noah Continent.
Roy lowered the brim of his gray hat, glared at the flower girl secretly, quickly stole a pure white flower, turned around and ran back to the stone fortress to disappear.
The coast is full of such fortresses, crude ore but practical, which can well defend against storms and waves. Robus Sea City is just a not-so-rich town, relying on the sea to survive, far less affluent than cities in the mainland.
Roy looked at those kneeling people, and quietly ran behind an inconspicuous reef, and on the beach behind the reef lay a blond boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.
The young man was covered with a light golden short cape. He probably heard the sound of footsteps, and opened his eyes lazily. The pupils were shining bright red under the sunlight. He sat up, took the flowers in Roy's hand with great interest, and looked left and right curiously.
"Can this really be planted on my Dragon Island?"
The voice of the blond boy was a little sweet and soft. He sounded like a child whose voice hadn't changed yet. His baby face was made fairer by the blond hair and red pupils. If they weren't taller than Roy, the two of them stood together like Average age.
Roy patted his chest proudly: "Of course, I've asked about it a long time ago. This is the best living flower in the entire Western Continent. Even your Dragon Island will definitely be able to grow it alive!"
The blond boy's eyes lit up: "That's really great. There is nothing on Dragon Island. The Siren said that Dragon Island is bare and rocky. The princess will definitely not like this kind of place."
Roy was startled: "Princess?"
He suddenly thought of the dragon song, and suddenly asked with some uncertainty: "You don't know... are you really a bad dragon?"
"Why am I a bad dragon?" The boy was annoyed by the sun, and reached out to brush the blond hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of small dark red horns hidden between the hair.
Roy mustered up his courage: "But you are going to snatch the princess!"
The young man looked at him puzzled: "Yes, I will be an adult in three days, a hundred years old!"
There was an inexplicable sense of pride and pride in these words, as if being an adult is a great event, but then the smile on the young man's face fell again, and he propped his chin in distress: "But I am a half-blood dragon, and I was thrown in the I'm in the sea, there is no inheritance and no parents to teach me, I don't know what the dragons will do when they grow up... "
"But I heard the dragon song you humans sang, and I don't want to do other things, but it's good to bring the princess back to play with me!"
The young man hugged the little white flower excitedly. Roy was surrounded by his logic and felt that it made sense. The fear that had just been ignited instantly dissipated. He frowned and said, "But it's wrong to rob people..."
The boy was unhappy: "Then what do you think the Dragon Clan will do as an adult!"
Poor Roy, a little Douding who is less than ten years old, who knows what the Dragon Clan will do as an adult, can only lower his head: "How do I know!"
The boy raised his eyebrows, as if I knew it.
As the sun was about to set, the boy stood up and walked thinking about the sea. He suddenly remembered something and seemed to stop. He ran back to Roy in two or three steps, and took out a sparkling gem.
"Thank you for helping me find the flowers."
Roy gasped. He was just a child from an ordinary family. He had only seen such precious things in nobles and shop windows in his life, but the young man put them in his hands so lightly.
"You...you have to give this to me!"
Roy's eyes were brighter than the sun. The boy looked at the gemstone in his hand that was the size of an adult's palm. He still felt a little distressed. After thinking about it, he took out a smaller gemstone. After hesitating, he couldn't bear it, so he put the smaller one away. In Roy's hands.
The boy blinked pretending nothing happened: "Here's this one for you... It's so big, it's too heavy."
This is indeed a lame excuse, but Roy doesn't mind, he only knows that this gem is enough to save his family from fishing for ten years, or opening a store on Center Street like Aina is simply a shocking joy.
Seeing the child's stunned look, the boy couldn't help laughing, then turned around again, and walked into the sea. Only then did Roy regain his senses and yelled to stop him.
The boy turned his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Is there anything else you can do?"
Roy's little face was flushed: "Dragon, can I... May I know your name?"
"My name?" The boy raised his hand to cover the dazzling golden sun.
"Charles Ryan."
After all, the boy's figure disappeared, and a huge shadow was projected on the beach, quickly rushing towards the air in the sea area.
The crimson dragon had black lines on its body, and the moment its wings flapped, Roy seemed to feel a scorching wind.
The dark red dragon spread its wings and was bigger than the largest sea ship in the mouth of Robus. It had a strong body, beautiful horns, a long tail, and a pair of giant wings like bat wings.
Even if he didn't see it up close, Roy could still feel how hard the armor on the dragon was. When the dragon spread its wings soaring into the sky, the child took a deep breath. The dragon and the golden sea were the most beautiful things he had ever seen. scene.
Charles quickly flew across the sea and landed on Dragon Island before sunset.
Long Island at night is not quiet, but it is not noisy either. The sound of the waves is the background, and there are occasional seabirds, and Charles does not drive them away. He plants the small white flowers in the soil and turns around to catch dozens of sea fish. .
Charles is a bit picky, but this silvery fish is almost transparent and has the freshest taste. It is delicious after being grilled with a little fire.
Most importantly, he can only breathe fire and grill the fish.
After swallowing seven or eight fish in a row, Charles felt a little more comfortable. He couldn't sit still, and ran to look at the little white flower again, but probably the soil of Dragon Island was really not suitable for plant growth, and he just brought back a still young flower , There was even a slight tendency to lower his head.
Charles was anxious and helpless, he could only curse the sea breeze in his heart, blaming the evil wind for hurting his flowers, but before he could finish cursing, he was chilled by a tail of seawater splashed by the sea.
Charles shook his head, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the siren lying on the beach and looking at him playfully.
"Siren! What are you doing!"
Charles was extremely angry. He looked down at the little white flower that seemed to have been drenched in water, and the anger and grievance welled up in his heart: "You pay for my flower!"
The siren winked at him charmingly: "Charles, flowers on land cannot survive on Dragon Island, not because of the environment here, but because of you."
Charles didn't care about this, and lost his temper: "I don't care! If it weren't for you, my flowers would definitely bloom all over Long Island. Sure enough, human beings are right to hate you!"
The corners of Siren's beautiful lips drooped, and he splashed water all over him angrily.
"What I said was right! This flower just doesn't live! Not only the flower, but also the princess you brought back. Humans have such a short lifespan and are prone to get sick, so they are not suitable for you at all!"
She was so angry that she didn't choose what to say, and even said the thoughts in her heart in one breath. After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Charles would notice her thoughts, so she looked at the young man nervously.
However, Charles did not understand what she meant. He only knew that his flower was killed by the siren, and he lost a gem for nothing: "Siren, you are so annoying!"
The siren became even more angry when he heard the words, and the pu in his hand shrank back and forth: "If you want to go, go! A half-blood dragon without inheritance, even if you bring the princess back, what can you prove? It's not that no ethnic group recognizes you!"
Charles puffed up his face angrily: "It's better than your fish without a name!"
The siren was so angry that he slapped him with water all over his body. Charles immediately vomited a big ball of fire, and the burning siren screamed and ran away.
Parted badly.
Charles looked at the little white flower that had been completely drowned in the sea, and sighed distressedly.
Damn Kraken! Waste of my gems!
There is a big ship on the coast of Long Island, which is Charles' residence. It is the ship that Charles dragged back after the shipwreck.
Probably because of his silver dragon blood, Charles likes to be close to humans, and also likes to look like a human. There are all kinds of items on the ship. Although he can't figure out what the purpose of many things is, he still keeps them well. .
Even those broken wine bottles and glass windows were carefully put away by Charles, and they were put together with those gems—the dragons like these shiny things, even though the value of broken glass and gems is extremely high in the eyes of humans. difference.
Charles opened an old map, drew a circle on the city of Vilnas with a quill pen, and smiled triumphantly. There are more than a dozen human countries in the Noah continent, and this is the closest to his Dragon Island. royal palace.
How smart I am to learn to draw the shortest route!
The little milk dragon who was about to grow up thought so, and quickly fell asleep on the table, not even noticing that his face was covered with ink.
— three days later.
After being angry for three whole days, the Siren looked at Charles who was about to leave standing on the beach, hesitated again and again, and swam over.
"Charles, are you really determined to go to the princess?"
The siren's eyes were full of sadness, and Charles felt that something was wrong with her: "Yeah, why don't you look very happy, aren't you full?"
The Siren looked at Charles deeply for a while, as if he was a little disappointed, and finally said nothing, and returned to the bottom of the sea, wagging his beautiful big tail.
Charles didn't understand the siren's emotions, and soon put the doubts behind him and turned into a dragon.
He has flown over this sea countless times in the past hundred years, but he has never felt so excited. Charles thought with conviction, this means that he is an adult, and today's flight is different!
And the truth—it's not quite the same.
Charles never thought in his life that he would be thrown into the sea by the waves, and finally drowned and passed out. He was even more pitiful than the little white flower three days ago.
This is simply a disgrace to Longsheng!
The storm and the waves were strange, as if something had sucked him in forcibly. Charles was poured with water, and the fire all over his body seemed to be extinguished. Finally, his consciousness became blurred and he passed out...
I don't know how long it took before Charles seemed to hear a vague voice saying: - What is this
The author has something to say: Babies, don’t be confused by the first chapter, this is a time-traveling cultivator (probably...?), our baby dragon is going to meet Lao Gong~
I don't know if there are too many private settings, everything depends on Nanshan's mood! (kimbo)
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"I Really Didn't Have a Secret Love for You" Copywriting
[Pipi Shrimp Mensao Green Tea Attack × Wearing Books Small Antique Sword Cultivator]
The honest and dutiful Shen Qiu transmigrated into a comprehension novel. Firstly, he was not in the mood to change his fate against the sky, and secondly, he was not crazy and wanted to dominate the comprehension world. He lived with the situation for sixteen years and devoted himself to being the assisting NPC on the protagonist's way to become a god.
However, in a seminar, he and the protagonist's biggest golden finger became the male protagonist in the pornographic book together!
The notebook said that Shen Qiu loved and forbeared, with deep affection, the rumors intensified until the whole world felt that he was secretly in love with the young master of the Demon Sect, but only God knew, he didn't even remember what the young master looked like.
From then on, he missed the young master when he looked at the moon, missed the young master when he looked at the flowers, and even an injury could be said to be lovesickness. Shen Qiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and went down the mountain with his sword to find Le Fengsheng.
"Young Master Le, I really don't have a crush on you..."
Le Fengsheng took half a step back: "Young hero respects himself."
Shen Qiu:? ?
So the storybook began to be updated again—a letter:
Shen Qiu acted recklessly, holding a sword to force marriage to the young master of the Demon Sect!
Shen Qiu: ...
The young master put away his pen, hiding his achievements and fame deeply.
Shen Qiu originally thought that Le Shisheng was a gentleman with no time for a bright moon,
Lian, who emerges from the mud but not stained, is open-minded, open-minded and sincere, with a sense of sadness and touching, even seeing others hurt can't bear to cry...
Until he found out—the above were all pretense.
———
Later, Shen Qiu looked at the protagonist who was finally on the road to becoming a god, and smiled gratifiedly: "I once had a story that I really liked, and I really hope to see this story come true."
Le Shisheng thought about the erotic books about the two in the study, blushed rarely, and held Shen Qiu's hand reservedly.
"me too!"
Shen Qiu:? ?
You are a fart! :)