My love game is too abstract

At this time, Ze Xia was not even as big as a horse. Compared to the black dragon on the opposite side, which was the size of a sailboat, she could be described as petite and charming.

“Because this human escaped from my place, Thales,” Ze Xia said to it in a cold voice.

Even her voice became a little immature.

“How to prove it?” the black dragon Thales said.

“Why should I prove it to you?” Ze Xia said, her voice still icy.

Thales let out a resentful growl, glaring at Ze Xia:

“Ze Xia, let me tell you, stop relying on Elga's influence to act recklessly! If your brother is ever pulled down from the Dragon King's throne, I'll settle both old and new scores with you!”

Thales stopped talking, flapped his wings, and flew into the air, looking down at her from above.

“Wait and see! I'll settle this debt with you sooner or later!”

He flapped his wings and flew away.

Her gaze shifted from the departing black dragon to the silver dragon in front of her.

Ze Xia turned around. On that silver-white, still round dragon head, a pair of jewel-like eyes blinked moistly. Her whole body's scales were like snow illuminated by moonlight, thin and translucent, with a faint blue glow around the edges.

Her forelimbs and thighs were still very slender, her pair of wings still had the texture of translucent silk, and her tail was not as thick as it had been before.

“Why are you running around?”

Ze Xia said to him. She seemed to want to show the majesty of a dragon, but her current image really discounted her majesty.

“I only saw a crack in your dream. When I came in, I ended up here. I was looking for you everywhere,” Yalo said. “Speaking of which, your look…”

“I only planned to leave for a little while. If you didn’t see me, shouldn’t you have waited there?” Ze Xia said.

“Also, the memory here is from three hundred years ago. Wasn’t I like this three hundred years ago?”

She snorted softly and turned her head away.

Being seen in her childhood appearance made her feel a little embarrassed.

Yalo couldn't help but reach out and stroke her scale-covered neck, admiring the petite dragon body, and sighing:

“Ze Xia, you were really cute when you were little.”

“What are you touching!”

Ze Xia shook her body in annoyance, dodging his hand.

“Also, stop with the sweet talk. I am a dragon now, not a human!”

“Isn’t that even better?” Yalo said seriously.

“Huh?” Ze Xia opened her dragon mouth and let out a confused sound.

“Hey, I, I am a dragon now, with no human characteristics at all, you…”

“It’s still very appealing. The main thing is that you are so cute like this, Ze Xia.”

Who would have thought that entering the dream would bring such a surprise, unlocking Ze Xia's young dragon form.

A beautiful body, an appearance like an anime cartoon character, and a body of snow-white scales, and a sweet voice.

Anyone who doesn't like it is…

Speaking of which, she said before that she is only forty years old now, and that age for a dragon is equivalent to five or six years old for a human.

Doesn't that mean that the current Ze Xia is still a loli…

“You are hopeless,” Ze Xia said, looking at him.

“Cough, let’s hurry up and start today’s mission,” Yalo cleared his throat and said.

Ze Xia glanced at him with her big eyes before flapping her wings and flying up.

“Follow me.”

She led the way, and Yalo followed.

Flying over the canyon, a river of lava appeared below.

“Speaking of which, Ze Xia, your Dragon Valley is just bare mountains and lava. Where does the food come from?” Yalo asked curiously.

“There is a river valley plain called Hot Soil to the west of Dragon Valley. All the food needed by the dragons is produced there,” Ze Xia said.

“The dragon clan’s population never exceeds 50,000 at most. This single food-producing area is enough for all the dragons to meet their food needs and even squander it.”

“Also, I saw a lot of strangely shaped big rocks here along the way, which don't look like they were formed naturally. What are those?” Yalo asked again.

“Heh heh.”

Ze Xia actually laughed when she heard this question.

“You can think of that kind of thing as the artistic creations of the dragon clan. They are remnants from the Ginkgo era.”

“Ginkgo era?”

Ze Xia glared at him: “Don’t tell me you don’t know this term. It was taught in class before!”

“I know, of course I know,” Yalo said quickly.

“The Ginkgo era of the dragon clan was about four hundred years ago. Because some human ideologies accidentally flowed into the dragon clan at that time, many dragons had the idea of going to human society, and even imitated human social products, such as literature, opera, sculpture, and some dragons also began to create artistic cultures belonging to dragons.”

“However, because most of the dragons were not interested in this, this trend only lasted for a while before it ended, but it also had a considerable impact on the dragon clan society at that time.”

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“I’ll let you pass this time,” Ze Xia said.

“Those stone sculptures were created by a dragon art group called the Gen Goge School at that time. During the peak period, there were more than 5,000 ‘artists’ in this school. They erected countless such stone sculpture works in Dragon Valley, but because of the long time, most of them have dried up and been damaged, becoming what they are now.”

“But, what if this trend could continue and spread, wouldn’t the relationship between humans and dragons be better?” Yalo asked.

“Who knows?” Ze Xia said lightly.

The two of them were silent.

After a while, Yalo asked again: “By the way, what’s going on with that separate dream outside? Can it still exist even after you leave that dream?”

“It’s a kind of secret technique. It’s now a safe house. If something unexpected happens in the dream, you can immediately withdraw into it to prevent damage to your mind,” Ze Xia said.

“I see,” Yalo nodded, understanding.

After flying for about ten minutes, they came behind a valley. Ze Xia landed downwards and stood behind a rock.

“It’s there, the anomaly discovered this time.”

Yalo looked in the direction she was pointing.

Between the two boulders in front, a bulge appeared on the ground, like a small hill, the bulge not exceeding one meter in height.

But on that hill, a stream of dark green mist was constantly exhaling and inhaling.

Like a nozzle, the green mist was sprayed out, and then sucked back in, repeating the cycle, like breathing.

“That’s a Fairy Spirit, a sleeping Fairy Spirit,” Ze Xia said.

“Fairy Spirit? Isn’t that an undead creature?” Yalo said.

Since it belongs to the undead creatures, it should definitely be in the Demon Clan. Dragon Valley doesn’t have any Demon Clan exchange student programs.

Ze Xia nodded: “So it shouldn’t appear here at all. There must be a conspiracy.”

Yalo looked at the constantly exhaling and inhaling green mist for a moment, and asked: “What are we going to do?”

“Wait first. Fairy Spirits usually wake up at night. I want to see what it wants to do then,” Ze Xia said.

Yalo looked at the sky. It was estimated that it would still be two hours before sunset.

That means they still had to pass the time.

Ze Xia also looked at the sky and said: “It’s still early, let’s go do something else first.”

“What thing?” Yalo asked.

“Yuri is about to wake up, I have to go back and coax her.” Ze Xia looked towards the Dragon King Palace in the distance.

“Huh?”

It took Yalo a few seconds to realize that the current Yuri was probably only a few years old, and was considered a little baby.

[There will also be a Ze Xia young dragon moe version later. In short, it is a loli dragon girl]