Fairy Dragon

Chapter 161
"Uncle Long, look quickly, there is Kuailong, and how many are there?" said Yu Shouqianyan.Her uncontrollable voice caught the attention of the brothers and sisters behind her.

Everyone took a closer look, ah, it is indeed Kuailong, one, two... five Kuailong.The sturdy Kuailong folded its wings, clasped its arms around its chest, looking down like mountains.Even if he didn't show his strength, the aura of the light screen made the little ghosts behind the dragon unable to raise their heads.As we all know, Hack Dragon needs to accumulate 55 levels of experience to evolve into a fast dragon, and this also means that every fast dragon has at least the strength of a king.

Long was not surprised by the Kuailong team who came to greet him.After all, the dragon has long handed over a letter written in ancient elf script to the contemporary Kuailong patriarch by the messenger bird in the form of a token.Especially when he saw the unique handwriting on the letter, the patriarch did not dare to neglect.

For this, Long, as the beneficiary, has to thank the Great Creator for doing a good job.Because the elven script is engraved in the genetic factors of the elves, there is no need to worry about some elves not being able to understand the words on it.Since ancient times, after the fall of the rune era, elven script has almost been lost among humans.

Oppressed by the aura, Hong Maodu woke up from a coma frowning, and faced the aura from Kuailong.

Well done, with backbone...

The dragon and the fast dragons who came to greet him all praised Du boy in their hearts.

"Wake up! Then let's go, the road is still long, and Uncle Long will let you fly..." Long said.

"Big devil..." Du woke up and wanted to yell, but before the word "Wang" came out, he heard "Huh?" Looking again, I don't know when the big devil has already cut a bamboo stick, is it true? Yes, not rapeseed poles, but more flexible young bamboo.With a sword in hand, the brat can't resist it.

"Quick Dragon, I will trouble you for the rest of the journey." Long said.He beckoned some children to come forward.

There was a claw mark on the right corner of the leader Kuailong's eye, and he stepped forward to negotiate with the dragon.He said it was a negotiation, but in fact the order given to him by the chief patriarch was to obey the order of the human being in front of him.

"Children, as the chosen ones, my footsteps as an outsider stop here. I will wait for your return here, and hope that you can have a miniature dragon in your hands. I will contribute more to the cause of the Yulong family." power." Long just said calmly.

The sudden farewell made everyone very uncomfortable. The children thought that Uncle Long would accompany them into the dragon's lair, accompany them, and teach them how to gain the approval of the miniature dragon.Although they were separated for only half a day, but I don't know why, under this situation, I always feel that Uncle Long is so lonely.

Being held in the arms of the fast dragons, the children are getting farther and farther away, and Uncle Long is getting smaller and smaller. Today is the day they get their own elves, and the day they become trainers.It is also the countdown to their upcoming departure.

The beautiful mountains and forests below, the river with coiled snakes, the cherry blossom forest with flying petals, the fast dragons flew by, and the air flow brought up a shower of cherry blossoms.

Du was thinking about what Uncle Long had taught him when he came to this family.In addition to being beaten, beaten, beaten... there are many, many, force-feeding elf knowledge, countless wonderful and mysterious experiences, all of which make Du feel deeply happy while suffering.After being beaten for two years, Du also imitated Uncle Long's three moves and five moves with the sword handle.He never told anyone that he once knocked down a fifteen-level tailstand head-on with a wooden stick, that kind of gray rabbit with a huge tail and a bear-like appearance.

Since entering the depths of the Kuailong Reserve, you can see many dragon elves from time to time.There are often sea snakes with vicious dragon heads appearing in the rivers - Tyrannosaurus, as well as the blue sea thorn dragon with back thorns, and of course the second-order hakron, a miniature dragon, with a graceful figure , round and lovely figure, and the dazzling pearl on their necks.This is not only a paradise for dragon elves, but also a paradise for other kinds of elves who have lived here for generations.They love peace, so the fast dragons also assume the responsibility of encircling these weak elves.

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Long stared sideways at the sky, unable to look back for a long time.Take out the only Poké Ball from the belt around your waist.Lada, the giant milk rat, quietly gnawed grass roots and grinded his teeth behind the dragon.

Only the thumb-sized elf ball was magnified and held in the palm of his hand: "Dala, the fate between you and me is over, it's time to say goodbye..."

Lada was still gnawing the grass roots, and even the ground.

"Dala, following me for two years, you have been promoted from the most ordinary seventh-level little Lada to today's 41st-level quasi-king Lada. It can be said that you have proved yourself well and proved that you are not just abandoning your training. The qualifications that the family said are extremely poor." Long recalled.Dala was an abandoned little Lada at the beginning, plus the little guy has a lack of brain, pathological prosopagnosia, and can't recognize people.So when Long met her on the streets of Jihua City, Dala was picking up a piece of bark alone and grinding his teeth.The trainers passing by have all heard of Daala's reputation.No trainer is willing to subdue.

Dara is a girl. If face blindness happened to a cute human girl, it would be called a peerless cutie.But what happened to Dara who was an elf, that's sad.

Dara was still gnawing grass roots, but even the gravel on the ground was ground into slag under the huge dies.Dara didn't respond to the dragon's soliloquy, usually she just obeyed orders.To be honest, she still hasn't remembered the appearance of her own trainer, Jialong.

Long didn't care either: "You and I came together because of fate, and now we are separated. No matter where you go, you will be reused now. Dala...From today, I will no longer be your trainer." Home... From today, you are free..." Long pointed at the Poké Ball in his palm, gently exerting force, and the Poké Ball, which could have been hit by a gravity of [-] N, was blown away by the wind.

Daala stopped the movement of his mouth rarely, and stared at the dragon with a pair of big eyes, trying to find out what was different from his facial features.

Long waved away, "Leave!"

Dala was very obedient, turned around and ran back the way he came, running on all fours. After 300 meters, Dala stopped, stood up humanly, and raised his front feet.Only in this way can she see the figure of the dragon.The dragon was also looking at her.

A sakura petal was blown against Darla's shaggy face by the blowing wind.In a daze, Dara had completely forgotten the appearance of that person, even his figure.

Turning around and running again, she only remembered that a trainer told her that she was excellent... let her get out of here.Then she leaves here, "Ada... (Thank you!)"

The road to the end of the world is long, and the heartless mouse has long since lost its home.Wandering everywhere, where can't be home!

Look at it again, it is no longer the human Uncle Long, the dragon steward of the Yulong family, but a huge five-meter-high Dr. Kuailong who is staying in place. Kuailong is not so strange.Dr. Long actually likes the style of the club boss, he...is a social dragon.

The rain of flowers passed by... the huge fast dragon was gone!

——Ask for a reward———A few touches——

I saw the message area yesterday, and some fans left messages, saying that 1 years is too long, Kuailong is too lonely.As the author, I suddenly realized that it was really lonely, as if I was in the same place, except for a few friends who made gods...

Unknowingly, my writing style has that kind of indifference.But it also happens to match the 1 years of ages.

With a feeling of loneliness, I wrote today's farewell chapter, which may have been brought in, so even I myself was desolate by the loneliness of ten thousand years, leaving a few tears.

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