When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Ruge had been grounded by his father since he walked out of Dragon Valley, and it was rare that he didn't talk back or quibble when faced with his father's scolding. This reproach was too insignificant compared to the secret he needed to keep.It seemed that overnight, he matured, and began to silently step up his practice of swordsmanship, hacking against the stakes outside the tent for several hours every day, and even added a lot of weight and equestrian training.In his small body, a strong impulse is burning, he must become stronger, like his father, like his grandfather, even stronger than them, not only to protect his own people, but also to protect those in Dragon Valley Their family has guarded the legendary creation for thousands of years.

For children, time has no scale, they are like rolling wheels, speeding away without knowing it.That night Luge had a dream, he returned to Dragon Valley, standing by the half-dry lake.Seen from the outside, the lake water presents an emerald green color, just like the greenness that only appears in the midsummer of the ice field. It looks peaceful and obedient, without any ripples.Along the shallow shore of the lake, he walked into the lake step by step, and plunged into the bottom of the water.His water skills are very good, and he swam to the bottom of the lake in just a few strokes. From this angle, the lake water looks extremely clear under the sunlight. In the middle of the bottom of the lake, a wonderful hexagonal magic circle is drawn, each A huge blue gemstone is placed on the sharp corner, and the buzzing magic waves are whispering in the ears. In this magic circle, hundreds of round dragon eggs are lying there quietly, as if they are doing something with the magic circle. A wonderful exchange.

The teenager felt that his breathing was beginning to be a little difficult, perhaps because he had held his breath for too long.He stepped up and stroked a few times, touching the dragon eggs one by one with his palm as if playing a game.These dragon eggs are completely different from the coldness of the lake water. Touching them seems to feel the slight warmth of the eggs, a heartbeat similar to beating his palm.He touched the eggs and felt their signs of life. He promised the White Dragon that he would inform it of the situation at the bottom of the lake. Everything here is fine...

Suddenly the surface of the lake became dark, and the young man stopped his movements in horror. It seemed that a dark scene appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see his fingers.The boy's hand just landed on a fiery red egg, and there should be a young red dragon inside that egg. Like all red dragon eggs, it was full of vitality, and it seemed to be beating the boy's palm when it jumped.But the egg didn't have any throbbing, the temperature of its shell was slowly fading, it was no longer warm, and there was no trace of life, just like a dead stone egg.The young man became anxious, he frantically touched the other eggs nearby, each one was so cold and lonely.The boy opened his mouth, wanting to call out to the white dragon. This scene made him flustered too much, but he forgot that he was still at the bottom of the lake. fuck his life.

"Ah!!" The boy let out an exclamation and bounced off the bed.Cold sweat wet his back, this was the first time he had a nightmare, just like any child, this horrible dream made him tremble all over, and his heart ached.He clutched his chest tightly, no~ no way!He must go to Dragon Valley to have a look, this dream came so suddenly and so sinister, he couldn't let it go.But before the boy could find his shoes, the door was suddenly pushed open, and his mother rushed over and grabbed his arm.

"Luge! Hurry~ Come with me!!" The mother's strength was astonishing, and the boy's arm hurt from grabbing, "The orcs are coming!"

The boy was dragged out for several steps in a daze before he finally realized what she was saying.Orcs, dragon eggs, nightmares... The ominous premonition made his heart clenched. He slammed his mother's arm away and rushed towards the camp ahead.

After running for a few minutes, Ruger stopped. He was only ten years old. He had never experienced a real battle in his short life. He only had some unrealistic and naive fantasies. Superposition of imagination, the camp that should have been shrouded in night is now as bright as day, countless torches with thick smoke illuminate the blood-stained face, burning arrow feathers fall from the sky, igniting the camp around him, those clansmen he is very familiar with They are desperately resisting the enemy's attack. Under the light of the fire and the moonlight, the enemy looks so terrifying. The fighting makes their expressions look like demons from the underground abyss. Every time the shiny blade is swung, it will bring splashes of blood... …

Ruge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stretched his hands to his waist. Although his legs were still weak, he remembered that he was also a warrior, and he should protect his own people, and...his hands were empty, The boy forgot his sword in a panic, and he just got up on the bed without even wearing his shoes.But there was no time for him to repent, an arrow flew towards him with a whizzing sound, the speed was so fast, the young man felt his heart was blank, and he forgot about dodging.

A wooden stick hit the boy's knee before the flying arrow hit the target, and he was knocked to the ground in response. The arrow barely flew past his head and was firmly nailed to the frozen ground behind him. .The young man looked to the side in embarrassment, and an old man stood behind him.

"Grandfather!" The young man shouted out, and in return the old man glared angrily.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you retreat to the mountains with your mother?"

"But I'm also a fighter, so I can..."

"Fuck you!! Hurry up and give it to me..."

The roar interrupted the conversation between the grandparents and the grandson, and a fierce attack broke through the defensive line. Several bear men chopped down the last fence with giant axes, and several soldiers in front of them jumped into the camp.

"Stop! Come with me!" A battle roar sounded, and the patriarch of the giant dragon tribe led the tribe to block the gap that was opened. This was their last line of defense and no one was allowed to destroy it.However, a sharp sword struck through the air without hesitation. The bright sword edge and the big man's two-handed knife sparked a series of sparks, "No!" The boy shouted loudly, "Father, be careful!"

The prompt failed to penetrate the shadow of the sword, and the arrow shot from the short crossbow not far away accurately pierced the shoulder blade of the big man. His blade stopped, and the silver light fell from the front of his body.Blood splattered everywhere.

The boy's eyes were red with anxiety, and he frantically wanted to rush forward, but the old man beside him turned around and walked back without hesitation.

"Grandfather!" The young man looked at the old man's back in shock, "Aren't you going to help father?! He is going to..."

"He has his responsibilities, and I have mine!" The old man's voice revealed pain and persistence far beyond pain.

"What could be more important than father!!" The boy's voice was almost crying, his fingers clenched tightly, and his nails dug deep into his palm.

"Have you forgotten the name of our tribe?!" The old man didn't stop, but waved his crutches to go faster.

Our tribe... the giant dragon... The figure of the young man swayed, and he finally remembered the old dragon who was still in the valley, the dragon eggs in the pool, and the nightmare that once made his hair stand on end.Gritting his teeth fiercely, he quickly followed behind the old man.

"Let's call Yinshuang! Let him protect us..."

"It's not us, it's me." The old man interrupted the young man's words without hesitation. "Awakening the dragon requires sacrifice, and only blood and life can make it get out of that dragon cave."

"What?!" The boy stopped in shock.

"What do you think it is? It's a giant dragon! A white dragon that belongs to the evil camp! It will need food when it wakes up from a deep sleep. Nothing is more suitable than human blood and life!"

The boy's eyes widened in disbelief, his teeth were chattering, "You must have misunderstood something, I've seen Yinshuang's, it's not fierce at all, I've seen it wake up..."

The old man froze, turned around and grabbed the young man by the collar, "What did you say? Bailong has woken up?!"

"It woke up a year ago..."

Pushed away by his grandfather, the young man staggered a few steps and almost failed to stand still, but the old man ignored him. His skinny hands also began to tremble, "It woke up? One year... How could it be possible, could it be this time..." The old man The figure shook, "Quick! Come with me to Dragon Valley!"

Dragon Valley is in the valley behind the village. There are no torches on the road, only the faint moonlight illuminates the mountain path, but the old man and the young man are also familiar with this path. They walked deep into the valley without any pause until the path was almost dry The lake is in front of you.The old man stopped in his tracks, squatted down suddenly, and stretched out his hand to push the young man to the ground.

"Dragon... Dragonmen..." His voice was trembling, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. They were really legendary dragonmen. The dragon people who are priests or mages are placing materials by the lake, as if they are about to cast some large-scale magic, and more are approaching the dragon cave vigilantly, the swords in their hands reflect a terrifying cold light. "They want to slay dragons... aren't they dragon people? How come...in the lake..."

The old man's stuttering voice did not reach the young man's ears, his small body was trembling uncontrollably, the terrifying dragonmen in front of him finally reminded him of what Bai Long once told him about the evil god stealing It tells the story of evil creatures shaped by dragon eggs, and the agreement between their family and the white dragon. They promised to protect these last dragon eggs with their lives. He promised the white dragon...

That nightmare came to mind, the boy slowly stood up and took a step forward.Those jumps seemed to hit his palm back, making his heart ache, and the boy took another step forward.The old and tired figure of Bailong swayed in front of his eyes, and the deep plain language seemed to be whispering in his ears, and the boy ran up.He can't allow these evil creatures to destroy them, that's his dragon, that's the last dragon!Tears ran down the boy's cheeks, and he opened his mouth.

"Silver Frost!!!"

The young man's clear voice echoed in the valley, and many dragonmen turned their heads. The rain of arrows struck the young man before the sword. An arrow shot through the young man's arm fiercely, and the huge momentum almost pulled him to the ground. ground, but the boy did not stop, and the voice of calling became louder and louder.

"Yin Frost! Wake up quickly!!"

Another arrow pierced his thigh, and the boy staggered and fell to the ground. Countless dragon men approached him, bloodthirsty murderous intent appeared on their ferocious faces.The light of the magic circle flickered by the lake, the boy scratched the soil under his body, his voice almost choked. "Hurry up! Wake up!"

As if responding to the boy's request, a hoarse but majestic voice sounded in the valley, it was the dragon chant of a giant dragon.