Cultivation of Magic Continent

Chapter 7: Hatch the egg, hatch the egg, hatch the dragon egg.

Jerry's twisted intestines hadn't finished turning, but the dark elf in front of him approached and stood straight in front of Jerry.

The tall and slender body unique to elves stood in front of Jerry, looking down at the dragon egg in his arms, did Jerry realize that this dark elf was actually a female dark elf?

In connection with the ambiguity between the dark elf and his father just now, the human general and the elf princess fell in love and killed each other, and ordinary folk stories such as an ordinary human bravely going to the battlefield in order to marry an elf and so on came to Jerry's mind.

It's no wonder Jerry thinks this way. After all, even though he knows that his father is a world-renowned dragon knight and the first general of the Griffin Empire, he doesn't know who his mother is?

As long as he can remember, he has never seen such a person as his mother. If his mother is a dark elf, in the Griffon Empire, which worships the goddess of light, his father never let people see his mother in order to protect his mother. It's normal.

The dark elf didn't know what Jerry was thinking, but carefully observed the dragon egg in her arms. Although she didn't make any movements to show her desire/desire to snatch the dragon egg, Jerry had to be careful, although these precautions would Dark elves won't help either.

Even if he couldn't defeat the dark elf, at least he could try his best to keep the dragon egg. Thinking of this, Jerry held the gun even tighter.

The Dark Elf smiled kindly at Jerry as if he hadn't noticed it, pointed at the dragon egg and said, "This is the child of Eti and Narnia."

Jerry suddenly became nervous, so this dark elf is the dragon egg's parents who came to get the dragon egg back?In that case, wouldn't he have no reason to fight her?

The dark elf didn't care about Jerry's nervousness, and just said in a nostalgic tone, "It's called Ruixi, which is the name Sirang gave it."

Jerry was taken aback, and he had to be surprised by the information revealed in this sentence. Even if the dark elf's familiar tone to his father was not mentioned, the relationship between his father, the dragon egg and the dragon egg's parents already made people have to think about it. up.

Could it be that he picked up the dragon egg because of his father?Jerry felt that this idea was absurd. He found out that the dragon egg was in the World of Warcraft Forest, thousands of miles away from the northwest where his father disappeared, two years after his father disappeared.

It's impossible anyway... But Jerry is unwilling to believe that he picked up the dragon egg purely by coincidence. The chance of dropping gold coins from the sky is almost the same as the chance of picking up a dragon egg.

At this time, the dark elf suddenly frowned and asked Jerry: "You used elemental grass on Ruixi? Oh Goddess of Nature, didn't Xilang tell you about the side effects of elemental grass?"

Jerry was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so he nodded. His father never mentioned the side effects of elemental grass. Jerry, who has never been in contact with dragons, naturally would not know the secret effect of elemental grass on dragon eggs. something happened.

The dark elf frowned tightly, as if he was enduring something, he pursed his lips and sighed.

"Forget it, judging from the fact that Xilang will teach you to be a magician, I think he didn't spend much time with you, and it's normal that he didn't let you get in touch with this knowledge, and maybe that's fine, for you, Good for Reese." The tone didn't fluctuate too much, although the anger was concealed, but Jerry could feel that the anger was not aimed at himself, but probably aimed at the missing father.

Jerry didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he nodded silently to show that he was listening.

The dark elf paused for a while, and then continued: "Since you have already used the elemental grass, then you can continue to use it. Anyway, it is like this, and it is impossible not to continue."

Jerry looked at the dark elf who looked at him kindly like an elder, and nodded to show that he understood.

Looking at the appearance of the dark elves, although the elemental grass has side effects, it seems that the impact is not too great. After all, if the side effects are too great, how can dragon egg parents who know the side effects use elemental grass on their children.

Seeing Jerry nodding, the dark elf paused for a longer time, and seemed to think for a long time before he said carefully: "Your father, um, yes, is your father, if you want to find him...maybe You can ask me, although I don't know exactly where he was taken by Goddess Lian, but what I know may be of some help to you."

Goddess Li'an is the enemy of the Goddess of Light, Goddess Amli, worshiped by the Griffin Empire - the Goddess of Darkness. The irony is that these two goddesses are rare twin goddesses.

Jerry froze, too late to react to the potential meaning of this sentence.

The dark elf took something from his waist and stuffed it into Jerry's hands: "Come to me when you understand, I live in there." Has a little green.

"I think you may come to me soon, remember to bring the 'gift of nature', it will lead you to me."

"By the way, my name is Dark Celia. Maybe you can call me grandma. Of course, I don't care about the title, just call me Celia."

Jerry was stunned by the several bombs dropped by the dark elf, and when he realized it, the dark elf in front of him had disappeared, leaving only the burnt torch falling to the ground and rolling around.

Jerry looked down at the object stuffed by the dark elf in his hand. It was a green transparent gem, only the size of a fingernail, but the surging natural elements almost made Jerry unable to hold this natural gem.

Is this a gift of nature?Seems to have heard it there?Jerry frowned thoughtfully.

After searching all the objects related to elves in his memory, Jerry was sure that he had never seen this kind of thing at all, or even similar ones, and he had never heard the name, but seeing such a surge of elemental breath, it should be a A rare thing.

Jerry looked into the depths of the forest, frowning. Although he was very unwilling, Jerry had to admit that he really wanted to know the whereabouts of his father, but he also had to admit that, with his current skills, he could not enter the forest. It is really difficult to reach the sky.

And... how did grandma get here?Could it be that dark elf An Celia is his father's mother?But I don't have any traces of elf blood. It stands to reason that even if I only have a quarter of blood, I will have some characteristics of elves.

Jerry shook his head, the whole matter was too entangled, and the information he got so far was too scarce, so Jerry had no choice but to give up.

Glancing at the unharmed dragon egg, his heart felt strangely peaceful, as calm and soft as moonlight. Jerry gently placed the dragon egg in front of his eyes and stroked it gently.

On the jade-like egg shell of dragon protein, there are already tiny cracks that are enough for people to see, and it seems that it is about to break out of the shell.

Soon, soon, Jerry said silently in his heart, Xiaolong is about to be born, and you will be responsible for raising him until he can slowly soar across the entire continent. Maybe he can accompany you to the end of your life, and you will watch him Fly to the sky.

Thinking of this, Jerry felt that his heart was filled with an indescribable soft feeling of responsibility, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Holding the dragon egg, Jerry walked back to the cabin.

Tomorrow, the little dragon must be hatched! !With this in mind, Jerry gradually sank into a peaceful dreamland.

Under the moonlight, the dragon egg, which was originally lying quietly beside Jerry, suddenly emitted light green and light red light that was different from the hazy white light in the past, shining on Jerry's face alternately, which lasted for half a sound, and finally the wooden house was restored. There was silence.

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There is no sound of plowing the ground before the sun rises in the slums every day, and there is no sound of drunks cursing, only the lazy and warm feeling of the morning sun shining on the body.

Jerry's eyelashes trembled slightly, his blue pupils opened, and he immediately looked at the dragon egg beside him.

It seems that apart from being anxious to eat the elemental grass to break out of the shell, the very quiet and motionless dragon egg has been standing there quietly, like a silent guardian.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Jerry stood up abruptly, grabbed the knight gun, quickly kissed the dragon egg, and then ran out of the cabin with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

The interior of the Amlinari Mountain was already brightly lit. Although the forest in the distance was still dark and there were no traces of the wandering grass, but since the movement yesterday, Jerry naturally knew that the forest was extraordinary.

And if you want to go into the forest to find Celia, the dark elf, Jerry's current ability alone is not enough.

Naturally, Jerry can only sharpen his gun temporarily, hoping to have a higher degree of fit in spear skills.

Last night, the dark elf said something wrong. As a descendant of General Sirang, it is impossible for Jerry to know how to use a gun. Otherwise, the knight gun that should belong to his father would not have been in his hands.

When Jerry was 12 years old, he had the skills of a seventh-level knight that others had practiced hard for more than ten years, or even more than 20 years. He got a wand, changed careers and started working as a magician.

The specific reason why Jerry himself can't remember clearly, but after he changed his career as a magician, he was accepted by the most famous royal wind instructor at that time. At that time, Jerry's magical ability was almost comparable to that of a natural wind element , For a while, it covered up his outstanding cavalier ability.

Now that I think about it, although I can’t remember clearly, it’s definitely related to my father’s. Besides, could it be that my father expected Jerry to learn magic to cover up his ability as a knight, and it’s not like keeping his fighting spirit? Sealed like magic?

These things are too far away, Jerry shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Since he hadn't used fighting energy for a long time, Jerry tentatively activated the fighting energy in his whole body, but found that there was only about the amount of a fifth-level knight left. However, after a few years, the fighting energy has retreated so much that Jerry couldn't help but smile wryly, and didn't bother to blame himself He specializes in magic and is almost as good as those weak magicians who only stay in the magic tower.

After using the knight gun a few times, sweating profusely, the feeling of the knight gun has come back a little. Looking at the top of the lake, it is probably noon. Feeling hungry, Jerry took off the mask Sweaty clothes jumped into the blue lake.

There is not much black bread left. If you are going to the forest, it is best to leave the black bread first, and you are also greedy, so why not grab a fish and grill it to satisfy your hunger and hunger.

Jerry swam out of the lake in two or three strokes, holding a big fat fish in his hand.

Throwing the fish in the former giant dragon's lair that was covered with tender green elemental grass and now bare, walked into the wooden house to hug a large pile of withered elemental grass and the flint that had been prepared in the backpack.

In three or two strokes, he pulled out all the remaining tender green elemental grass in the pit of the fire dragon's lair, carried it back to the wooden house, and then started grilling fish in this pit after coming out.

The wooden stick that pierced the fish was a torch that was almost burnt into a carbon stick in the hands of the dark elves yesterday. Jerry tried it, but he didn't know what kind of plant it was. is different.

So Jerry held the idea that the things of the elves should not be bad, and used it reasonably. Anyway, the dark elves were not there, so who knew he would use it as a pick for grilled fish.

Just like this, a fish was grilled, just sprinkled with some salt, the aroma was overflowing, but it was so tender that people wanted to eat it with their fingers.

At this time, a burst of strong light suddenly burst out in the wooden house, and Jerry couldn't open his eyes for a while, but he couldn't help being excited inside. Could it be that the elemental grass that was carried into the wooden house just now hatched the little dragon?

When the light dimmed, Jerry quickly dropped the fish bones, stepped on the fire a few times, and ran into the wooden house with strides.

In the wooden house, the glare has disappeared without a trace.

And in the middle of the room, there is a little dragon eating eggshells leisurely and crunching.

The author has something to say:

Happy laying eggs everyone~

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I finally hatched this egg, I am so touched>////

——by12.25