Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

"Let's go, let's go back." Carlo stretched out his hand to hug Xiaolong, and paid the money by the way. The business of this human stall is not bad. Many people from the cloud hotel come to him to buy. When there are more people, Naturally, it becomes lively. In the winter, the hot steam of the barbecue curls up, and the aroma of fried food is overflowing, full of fireworks.

Long Ming lay on the shoulder of the big black dragon, looking at the bustling and lively crowd, he was still a little nostalgic, come back tomorrow night.

"Don't forget to drink milk when you get back." Carlo patted Xiaolong's back lightly, reminding him.

"Oh, okay." Long Ming had already finished eating the happy food, and he was very satisfied now.

Back in the hotel, Long Ming stood at the door of the room and waved to the big black dragon, ready to say goodbye.

"See you tomorrow, Carlo."

Carlo squatted down and looked at the little dragon cub, and couldn't help pinching his fleshy little face: "Next time, eat less snacks."

"Well, Wo Zhi said." Long Ming covered his mouth and said inarticulately, he felt that his face was about to flow out again after being pinched by Carlo, ah, it was so embarrassing.

A smile flashed across Carlo's black eyes. The little dragon is still young, and he doesn't know when he will grow up. Thinking of this, his heart became a little more anxious, but it's useless to be anxious, he still has to grow according to the growth period, the big black dragon Inexplicably melancholy, he rubbed Xiaolong's head with a low voice.

"Grow up quickly." So he can teach him to fly.

Long Ming stared blankly at the big black dragon with a deep expression. He also wanted to grow up, but his body wouldn't allow it. After all, he had only been out of his shell for a year, so he was still young.

After Carlo left, Long Ming deliberately lowered his head to look at his clothes, and smelled them, um, very good, the smell of the barbecue just now has been blown away by the outside wind, and the smell is very small.

"Gelu, I'm back." Long Ming patted on the door.

It was Oreo who opened the door.

"Gru went to take a shower." Oreo raised his eyebrows, and let the little dragon outside the door come in.

"Oreo, would you like a cherry soufflé? The mother-in-law downstairs made it." Long Ming took out the snacks in his pocket and divided them into two portions, one for Oreo and one for Gru.

Celia flew to the table, and before she could speak, Long Ming telepathically placed a pink dragon crystal in its hand.

"Here, this is yours, and everyone has a share."

Celia just took a bite awkwardly. It hates that good friends forget about themselves when they share good things. It makes it feel that it is forgotten by good friends, and it doesn't like it.

However, after taking a few mouthfuls of dragon crystal, Celia's mood improved again.

"Oreo, eat it." Long Ming pushed the cherry soufflé to Oreo's hand.

When Gru came out, he ate up the soufflé that the little dragon cub gave him.

After drinking milk and washing up, Long Ming yawned, climbed onto his bed, hugged the precious stones and gold coins, and soon fell asleep.

.........

Early the next morning, Andre and Allen came to visit.

Long Ming stood on the chair, looking at the carriage that seemed to be made of silver, and a team of 12 knights, feeling his eyes were dazzled. The Temple of Light has always liked white. Not only the palace, the robes of the priests, but even the knights wore silver. White knight costumes, a silver knight sword shining in the sun, so many people together, it seems that silver coins are shining.

Probably because they noticed Long Ming's gaze, these knights looked up in unison. They had golden twilight logos embroidered on their shoulders. After seeing Long Ming, without exception, their eyes lit up and they stared at him intently. Lips moved slightly, exchanging information with his companions.

"...Is this the little dragon? It looks so cute."

"I heard from Grand Knight Commander Andre that there are still adult dragons, ah, what a good day it is today, my life is already complete."

"Is this little dragon a little black dragon? I think his hair is black. In legends, black dragons are usually mighty and ruthless. I didn't expect them to be so cute when they were cubs. God of light is on top. My heart seems to be crushed." He has taken it captive."

"Brothers, is he looking at me? My heart is beating so fast right now. Do you think it's because my knight outfit is the most polished? God knows I dragged this silver armor out before dawn. Washed and rubbed, and nearly froze me to death."

"Ah bah, Xiaolong is obviously looking at me, and whoever is not rubbing the silver armor in the dark, please look in the mirror and stop being sentimental."

"Yes, yes."

"Xiaolong saw that it was me."

"You guys are really shameless...it's me."

.........

Long Ming looked down at all the tall and handsome knights with calm expressions, and blinked slowly. Did these knights not see the dragon for a long time, forgetting that the dragon's hearing is also very good, they said The lip-smacking whispers also reached his ears.

"What to do, brothers, why is this little dragon still looking at us? Does it have a fancy for one of us?"

"I heard that during the Holy War, there was a precedent for dragons to appreciate knights. Later, they became friends and became legends."

"Deputy chief, it's still broad daylight, don't dream, how long is the growth cycle of the dragon clan, I guess by the time he is a little sensible, your grandson's grandson's grandson will have been born."

"That's right, deputy chief, maybe he has a common language with your one-and-a-half-year-old son now."

"This little dragon is still a cub, we just want to be greedy, cough, no, just appreciate it."

……

Why are the knights of the Temple of Light a bunch of jokes? Long Ming looked at the knights who pretended to be calm and reliable big brothers, and fell into deep thought.

"Good boy, all right, Knight Commander Andre is picking us up at the door." Celia shouted from behind.

Long Ming stepped back and saw Gru, who was dressed neatly. Today he was wearing dark brown leather armor and a pair of leather boots. His exposed fur has been groomed, and his back is straight. He looks particularly energetic. .

"Haha, after all, I'm going to see the Pope of Light." Gelu was embarrassed by Xiaolong's look, and laughed honestly: "I always have to get dressed before going. To be honest, I'm nervous when I wake up in the morning."

"Gelu is so handsome today." Long Ming immediately praised him. Gelu was indeed very energetic today.

"Gru is so handsome, the most handsome among goblins." Celia also said.

"Then let's go." Oreo put down the book in his hand, picked up the glass box and stuffed it into his cuffs. He rarely wore a white mage robe today, and he looked like a priest or a priest of light.

Celia has been hovering around her good friend and followed Xiaolong out.

The Emerald Dragon couple and Carlo were also outside.

Seeing Xiaolong coming out, Andre made a gesture: "The Pope Guangming invites you."

Long Ming followed Andre and Allen downstairs, and felt that the eyes of those knights became even hotter, almost trying to see through them.

The silver carriage was extremely spacious, more than enough for five or six of them. Andre and Allen rode in front, and the twelve dusk knights were divided into two teams around the carriage. When these knights were silent, the atmosphere was quite solemn, causing The entire Champs Avenue pedestrians subconsciously quieted down.

Long Ming leaned against the window and saw them setting off for the Temple of Light.

After a while, I felt that the dusk knight next to me took a quick glance at him out of the corner of his eye. It was very concealed, and Long Ming didn't notice it at first, but it's a pity that this handsome knight peeped too often. Unable to restrain himself, joy emanated from the corners of his eyes and brows.

These knights really like dragons. Long Ming rested his chin on the window coffin, looking at him with big golden eyes.

Feeling Xiaolong's gaze, Weiner couldn't help but glance back.

Dragon Clan was really cute when he was young.

The team walked for about half an hour, and finally came to the Temple of Light.

Long Ming got out of the car and looked at the majestic and majestic white building, feeling the heat of the necklace under his neck.

The love triangle packet that Gulong's father gave him was faintly hot.

He touched through the clothes, thinking of the dragon crystal of the bone dragon's father, he was instantly filled with courage.

Grand Knight Commander Andre walked in front, and Long Ming followed behind him, observing the Temple of Light.

The Seminary should be in the distance, he heard the sound of children singing bright hymns, they were walking on the avenue, and all the high-ranking priests in white robes came to them, some of them hurried on their way without raising their heads , Some stroll leisurely and elegantly in the courtyard, and it is only a moment of surprise to see them.

It seems that they already knew about the Dragon Clan's appearance in Azerek, Long Ming thought.

The further they went in, the fewer people there were. Andre took the Pope's hand card and walked straight into the main hall. Finally, they stopped in front of a white gate.

"Come in, Andre." A young man's voice came from inside the door.

This Pope is quite young, Long Ming thought he was an old man.

Andre opened the door, the holy light was shining, Long Ming was stimulated by the light and closed his eyes instantly, opened it after a while, looked up and saw the man sitting on the white chair on the high stairs, he couldn't help it. , It's too eye-catching, the surrounding halls are empty, he is the only one, and his whole body is glowing, making Long Ming think that the pope just hit him with the Holy Light spell.

The man's face could not be seen clearly, as if covered by a layer of mist, it was very magical.

"Andre, go down." The pope waved lightly.

"Yes." Andre stepped back in response, and closed the door by the way.

Only Pope Guangming and Long Ming were left at the scene.

Long Ming looked at it for a long time and finally confirmed that the holy staff of the Pope Guangming is not here, is it in the bedroom?

The pope was wearing an exquisite white robe with intricate patterns embroidered with gold thread on the collar and sleeves. He stood up and came down the steps.

"Your Highness, good afternoon." Emerald Dragon Erza greeted first.

"You're welcome." The Pope of Light looked at the Dragon Clan and his party, with a gentle voice: "I've heard what Andre said about your coming, can you let me see Brian Leiluo?"

Oreo took out the glass box, handed it to the pope, and turned on the audio-visual stone by the way, and then pressed stop after the pope of light had finished listening.

Long Ming saw that the evil spirit's body was shaking so badly that it almost collapsed in the glass box.

After the Pope of Light heard it, he opened the gem buckle and looked down at the jelly-shaped evil spirit: "It is indeed Brian Lei Luo who is imprisoned in the Tower of Judgment."

"As for what it said about someone helping it escape the Tower of Judgment, I will investigate carefully and find out the murderer to give you Dragon Clan an explanation."

Czech nodded: "Thank you Pope, I believe that under the holy light of the God of Light, no conspiracy and dirt can escape your sanctions."

The Pope of Light accepted the evil spirit and handed the glass box to Oreo.

"By the way, Your Majesty the Pope." Czech spoke again, and took out a roll of tightly yellowed paper from his arms: "This is the gem and gold coin that you humans owed our Dragon Clan during the Holy War of the Bright Empire. If you have time, please Again, I believe that the friendship between our dragon clan and humans has always been friendly and strong."

Bright Pope: ...

"I'm sorry, the wind was a bit noisy just now. I didn't hear you clearly when you said it again." The Pope of Light suspected that he was hallucinating. How long has the holy war time passed since now? Why should he be accounted for by the dragon clan when he was in power Ah, why not when the other popes are reigning? ?Is this discrimination?

Czech repeated it again in a good-tempered manner, and added a little more detail: "Because your Guangming Empire is the leader, we will take your side first, and it is clearly written on the contract paper that you need to rebate three times if it is overdue. Do you want to be careful?" take a look."

The Pope of Light took a deep breath, he took the paper, and instantly a long yellowed IOU appeared in front of him, each stroke made his eyelids twitch.

When he saw the end, his hands shook uncontrollably.

"Is this real?"

Why did the Pope of Light feel as if he was dreaming, and when he woke up, he owed a huge astronomical debt inexplicably.

Long Ming couldn't help laughing when he heard the pope's fluttering voice.

Carlo quickly picked up Xiaolong and reminded him to pay attention to etiquette.

"And the gem gold coin you returned will also be inherited by the dragon cub of our dragon clan." Czech continued: "Although he is not yet an adult, the patriarch has decided to give it to him."

The Pope of Light looked at Long Ming, and estimated that he should be the youngest debt collector on the continent of Azeric. Judging by his small height, he must have just broken out of his shell.

Long Ming stared innocently at the Pope Guangming with his beautiful big golden eyes.

"I need to plan this matter. After all, it is not a small amount." The Pope of Light put away the IOU, and opened the door: "If there is any news, I will send Priest Alan to notify you."

"Okay." Erza smiled gently, politely and reservedly: "Then it will be hard work for His Majesty the Pope."

After Long Ming left, looking at the slowly closed door, he always felt that the Pope of Light was pushing people away just now.

On the way back, Long Ming was half worried and half worried.

The worry is how to get back the light crystals of Bone Dragon's father, and the joy is that he finally got most of his gems back, although they haven't entered his pocket yet.

But the Pope should not count his words.

In the evening, Oreo saw that Xiaolong was not in high spirits, and he understood after a little thought. He sat down, his voice was low and cool in the night, but caring: "There will always be a way."

Looking at Oreo who comforted him, Long Ming could only nod his head: "En."

He has already arrived at the Temple of Light, and he will never go back without getting the spar of Bone Dragon's father.

"Would you like to go to the night market?" Oreo suggested, "There are many snow lanterns and food stalls over there."

Before Long Ming could speak, he was put on a small cloak by Oreo, and with the hood covered, he turned into a cool cub by the way.

"Let's go." Oreo pushed the door open.

But their trip to the night market was not successful, and they died shortly after going downstairs.

Long Ming was standing next to the sign of the Cloud Hotel, and accidentally saw the young master.

Wearing a luxurious snow-white fox fur cloak, he stood thinly in front of a stall of roasted mountain chestnuts. His face was pale, but his bright red eyes were filled with bewilderment and slight panic.

It looks like a fledgling just out of the world, more afraid of the outside world.

He looked helplessly at the people around him who bought mountain chestnuts and left, their hands clenched tightly, their joints turning white, and as the crowd dispersed, he became conspicuous.

The stall owner looked at his aristocratic clothes and could only ask again patiently.

"Young master, you have been stuck here and it will affect my business. Do you want to buy mountain chestnuts or not?"

"...I want to find...my playmate...he..." The young master took a small step forward, coughing uncontrollably under the cold wind, he quickly took out the handkerchief from his cuff, he was taken aback, he He lowered his head and looked at his empty cuffs in disbelief, there was no trace of the handkerchief inside.

His handkerchief... was missing.

Why did he disappear? Young Master Satan was anxious and flustered, and he still had some unexplainable fear. When he went out for the first time, he remembered very clearly that he carried a handkerchief in his cuff.

But it's gone now.

"...cough...cough cough..." His throat felt uncomfortable again, and he couldn't help coughing violently because of his thin body. The stall owner who sold chestnuts frowned, this young master must not be sick.

"This noble young master, if you want to find a playmate, you can't rely on me. I still have to do business. If you cough like this, it will affect my business."

Just when little Satan was at a loss and panicked, his hand was suddenly held by a warm little hand. He looked down and saw that it was his playmate, his eyes lit up.

Long Ming dragged the pale young master who was constantly coughing to a shelter from the wind, and heard his silly question before he could speak.

"My handkerchief...cough...strange...it's missing...cough cough..." The young master covered his mouth with his cuff, coughed with difficulty, and looked at his playmate with aggrieved and puzzled eyes, his tone was intermittent.

"Idiot, that's because someone stole your handkerchief." Long Ming had never seen such a silly and sweet noble young master, he was a hundred times more silly than Bige.He could only ruthlessly tell the truth about this innocent young master, hoping that he would be more wary when he came out in the future.

The young master finally finished coughing. After listening to his playmate's words, he lowered his head slightly, and Long Ming could only see his lightly pursed lips.

"Don't be discouraged." Seeing him like this, Long Ming patted his hand like a little adult, ready to comfort him, the young master seldom goes out, it's normal to be wary of other people, just pay attention in the future.

"But, what is stealing?" The young master tilted his head and looked at his playmate suspiciously, his red eyes were puzzled: "The butler grandpa never told me this word."

Long Ming: ...he was wrong. This little Satanic young master is ten thousand times sweeter than him.

If there really is hell, if this little Satan rules, Long Ming feels that all hell will come to an end.

He is the murderer who sold all hell and counted the money for the angel to see if he sold less money.

"I brought a lot of gold coins, can you play with me?" The young master opened his hand, revealing the gold coins in his palm, a hand full of gold coins.

"Grandpa the housekeeper said that you were defrauding me of my money."

"But I have a lot of money, so you can cheat me more."

"I want to play with you."

Long Ming raised his head and looked into the young master's eyes, feeling like he was a little scumbag.

Fortunately, he is an evil dragon. When he did bad things... he still felt guilty and guilty. Long Ming felt that he was not a qualified evil dragon.

Long Ming pushed back the young master's gold coin, and said awkwardly: "If you want to play with me, just play."

"Master Evil Dragon's company is very expensive, so I don't want your money, I will be your friend for free."