Hello!this is my dragon

On the mainland of Sicily, above the wooden house on the holy lake.

At this time, it is already the tip of the tail of the warm season, and the flowers around the lakeside are quietly blooming. The flowers are gone, and the scattered ones are turned into mud and dust; Withered and yellow.

The cold season is coming soon. After exchanging dragon fruits with the beast tribe some time ago, Ao Ke and his party finally left the holy lake and went home contentedly.

Today is a rare good weather, sunny and windy.

The little tiger cub was working diligently. He was busy taking out all kinds of animal skin mattresses and big woolen blankets, putting them on the balcony railing, shaking and slapping them vigorously.

In the sun, fine dust debris drifted around.

"Hey, that's right, just shake it a lot, shake off the dust, and let it fluff up in the sun. It's only comfortable to cover it in the cold season." The old priest pointed to Xitu slowly.

"Understood." Xitu worked swiftly with his hands and feet. A half-grown cub at his age has endless energy all over his body. It's just a trivial matter to dry the bedding.

The tower priest was holding a glass of fruit wine, facing the sparkling wide holy lake, looking around leisurely and comfortably, drinking the fruit wine one after another.

With a sound of "creak", Ao Yang pushed the door open and came out, holding Qingzhe and Xitu's thick animal skin robes in his hands, putting them on the railing one by one, and flapping them meticulously until they were soft and fluffy.

"Father Ya, I can dry my clothes myself." Xitu ran over shyly, rushing to help, and the father and son worked happily.

Ao Yang didn't stop clapping his hands, and said casually: "It's just a matter of time, while the weather is fine."

"Are parents asleep?" Xitu asked in a low voice.

"Well, I fell asleep soon after drinking the herbal soup." Ao Yang replied.

The old priest slowly interjected: "I think he's coming soon, don't let him lie down all the time, in such a fine weather like today, you have to help him out and walk more, so as not to lie down."

Ao Yang said apologetically: "That's what I originally planned, but Qingzhe looked very sleepy, and fell asleep after a while... When he wakes up later, I will take him out for a walk."

"Tsk~" The old priest shook his head, curled his lips and said, "Just remember, don't just spoil your partner, it's not good for the cub."

Ao Yang opened his mouth, a little embarrassed, and explained: "No, I did what you said."

"Hmph~" The old priest squinted at the big white dragon, narrowed his eyes narrowly, and turned around to continue admiring the beautiful scenery of the holy lake.

The little tiger cub who went into the house to get something soon poked his head out again and reminded: "Priest priest, the medicine is ready."

"Oh." The old priest turned his head and instructed: "Got it, you can just send it to them and tell me their status when you come back."

The little tiger cub nodded knowingly, "Okay, I'll go right away!" After speaking, he went in energetically and was busy again, preparing to deliver medicine to several clansmen in the wooden house by the lake.

Ao Yang watched all this quietly, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Pagoda Priest, I hope you will understand when you grow up."

"Hey, I don't understand what I don't understand, I'm just avoiding laziness." The old priest smiled shrewdly, not wanting to say anything.

But Ao Yang knows it well, he is a very upright dragon, he speaks as if he has something to say, and he doesn't want to hide it.Ao Yang patted the animal skin and said softly: "Although Xitu will not return to live in the tribe, he is still from the tiger tribe. I can't change this. Let him get along better with the orcs of the beast tribe. Yes. It will be convenient for him in the future."

The old priest sighed leisurely, and said openly: "What kind of people from the land of the Sea Clan, don't they all live in this continent of Sicily? I have seen so many dragons, but that's it. Why do you always fight to the death? It's boring, It's boring."

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The little tiger cub on the other side carefully poured the concoction into several bamboo tubes, and then put the bamboo tubes into the baskets, walking briskly to the front door, went down to the wooden boat, fixed the bamboo baskets, and started paddling towards the shore.

This boat was newly built by Ao Yang: wider, more exquisite materials, and more rigorous workmanship—although the appearance is still clumsy and clumsy, typical of the rough style of dragon orcs.

During this period, the guardian dragon of the holy lake, Hebina, and the others have been wandering around.

On the grass in front of the old wooden house on the shore, the land orcs who had eaten the fruit were also basking in the sun, but their hands were not idle, some were washing medicine, some were sharpening bone knives, and some were cutting medicine.

Their health improved day by day, finally the warriors of the beast tribe did not trouble Ao Yang every now and again.

With a dull sound of "bang", the wooden boat docked, Xitu carried the basket, jumped off the shore nimbly, turned around and tied the boat to the wooden piles on the shore to moor.

Those land orcs saw it early in the morning, stopped what they were doing, and surrounded them with a smile, saying, "Xitu is here again."

"Xitu is really diligent, thanks to you."

"How are your parents today?"

"How is the priest of the tower? Is it better?"

It’s okay to say other Xitu, but when he heard the “sick body” greeting the priest of the tower, he wanted to laugh a little bit, but he had to hold back desperately, and replied seriously: “I’m fine, I’m idle anyway. My mother Father is fine today, he fell asleep after drinking the medicine, and he, the priest of the tower, is also feeling better, just catching a cold from the wind and cold, and he will recover after a few days of rest."

- Really!Why did the tower priest lie about being sick?In fact, he is not sick at all, alas...

"Come on, Angkers, drink the medicine first, the priest of the tower ordered it to be on time." Xitu quickly changed the topic and distributed the medicine juice from several bamboo tubes. Several kinds of cut herbs are picked up and put into the basket.

After the land orcs finished drinking the medicine, they were not idle, talking to Xitu enthusiastically.

"Hey, Xitu, when were your parents born?"

"Do you know what will happen? In fact, the people in the tribe still care about Qingzhe very much."

"A few days ago, I saw your Yafu helping him out and walking around. Seeing that he looks...a little tired, what did the tower priest say?"

Similar to these questions, Xitu has already been asked countless times, and he is familiar with handling them. He replied in a unified way: "The tower priest can't tell, because my mother and father don't know whether they are pregnant with land cubs or sea cubs." Xiaolong, the priest of the tower said to be safe and not to be impatient, and everything should be obeyed by the arrangement of the beast god."

"Is that so?"

"If it's a land cub, you'll have to wait a while."

"Well, but if it's a dragon cub, I don't know-hey Xitu, do you know the pregnancy period of the sea clan?"

The little tiger cub shook his head, "I don't know, the tower priest told me not to ask these questions all the time, because the mother and father are a little nervous."

One of the land orcs sighed: "Of course, in our animal tribe, there has never been a female who married a dragon. We are also very curious."

"It's okay, you'll know when the time comes?" Xitu said cheerfully, "No matter what my parents give birth to, they are all my siblings."

A group of terrestrial orcs who have successfully transformed their bodies... Uh, now they are called transformed females by the beast tribe.Their choices are all caused by a variety of practical reasons: Although they were born males, their physique is extremely poor, they cannot enter the dense forest to hunt, and they cannot find a partner. The tribe is unable to support idlers. successfully persuaded.

Not to mention, after successfully becoming transformed females, they secretly felt that their decision was right—there were few females in the beast tribe, and there were many orcs who could not find a partner. He began to visit the holy lake frequently.

Alas, no matter how they live, everyone wants to start a family. It is really terrible to end up alone on the mainland of Sicily.

Therefore, after a few remodeled females chatted with Xitu for a long time, one finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Xitu, when will your mermaid Uncle Ji Mo come? If he comes, you must Let us know, we have something to do with him!"

The little tiger cub scratched his head, and said honestly: "I really don't know about this. Uncle Ji and the others are very busy recently, and they only come to the holy lake when they are free."

"But he will definitely come, right?" the reformed female asked nervously.

The little tiger cub nodded without hesitation, "It will definitely come, but the time is uncertain."

"Hey, then, what if we go back to the tribe when Ji Mo comes?"

A group of reformed females are worried and worried, and urgently need to be enlightened by the authority of the sea clan mermaids.

"Uh~" The little tiger cub blinked, and carefully asked: "What is the matter that you are so anxious to find Uncle Ji? I can help you tell it. It doesn't matter even if you go back to the tribe. I will tell you about it again .”

Several modified females immediately refused, shook their heads and waved their hands in embarrassment, and said with difficulty: "No! No! We have to talk to Ji Mo in person. I really hope he will come to the holy lake as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay. When Uncle Ji comes, if you are still in the holy lake, I will tell you." After all, Xitu is a tiger cub living in the holy lake, and he is not yet enlightened about certain things, so he can only do this promise.

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In the morning, the little tiger cub worked diligently to help the family, but in the afternoon, Ao Yang resolutely drove the child out to play, and said: "There is nothing at home, you go out to play, catch some fish and eat them back."

Originally, this arrangement was the happiest for Xitu, because he liked to row a boat on the lake and play wildly with Heibin and other dragons.

However, in the past few days of rowing and chasing and frolicking, Xitu encountered some distressing things again.

The guardian of the holy lake, Long Heibin, teamed up to push the little tiger cub's boat to the center of the lake, surrounded the boat mysteriously and awkwardly, their eyes dodged and wandered, and they looked embarrassed to speak.

"Oh, what's the matter? Tell me what you have to say." Xitu sat in the cabin, bewildered and at a loss.

Several dragons chatted for a long time, and finally Heibin asked, "Hey, Xitu, what did Wen He and the others do today?"

"Wen and them" refers to several remodeled females living in wooden houses on the shore.

Xitu shook the paddle and told the truth: "Oh, Wen and Anke are still the same, just helping the priests of the tower to process the medicinal herbs."

"Is their illness cured?" Kurohama asked again with concern.

Xitu nodded, and replied with relief: "It's almost better. The tower priest said that they are recovering very well, and they will be able to return to the tribe soon."

"what?!"

"How does this work?"

"We can't let them go back!"

The guardian dragon of the holy lake exploded immediately, shouting excitedly.