Palm Dragon

Garnandi's awakening really caused turmoil on the continent of Ori. The Demon Emperor and the Holy See, who had coveted Saka for a long time, finally launched a head-on conflict. Show up on the mainland, and history repeats itself again.

The God of Light did not sit idly by this time. The Holy Emperor, which had seen no trace of angels for thousands of years, ushered in the holy and solemn angel legion the day before the war. shake.

The strange thing is that this time, the blood race who has always been reclusive gave up his usual neutral style and stood behind the big devil. Al Rufado on the battlefield did not suffer because of God's favoritism, and even summoned an undead monster on the battlefield The Lord of the Dead and the Duke of Plague, the snow-white wings of many angels are corroded and festered...

"Duke of Plague?" The crisp child voice on the right sounded suspiciously: "What is that?"

"...that is an evil spirit that does not belong to the human world. Once it is summoned by an evil necromancer, it will be a catastrophe for many creatures on the mainland."

"Why?" He raised a small white hand on the left.

"Because he will bring all kinds of terrible molds and viruses, which will continuously corrode the skin and teeth..." The handsome man sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window brushed his silver hair down his cheeks and said with a smile. "Anyway, that's how it's explained in the "Illustrated Book of One Hundred Species of Demons."

The two little children lying beside his legs frowned at the same time, with the same tangled expression on their identical little faces: "It sounds a bit like a toothache..."

The man casually turned over another page of the thick picture album on his knees: "In short, when Alrufado and the Demon Emperor joined forces to push back most of the Paladins and Angel Army, and the Archangel was about to fight to the death again, The Dragon King left Julong Island to come to the battlefield in person, turned the tide with his most trusted general, and reversed the situation on the battlefield..."

Two pairs of bright eyes stared at him without blinking: "Why are angels not as powerful as demons? Then what happened later?"

"Well... the archangel Garnandi and the great demon Al Rufado were brothers a long time ago, it's a bit like Lufa and Ludi you two, but they are not hatched from eggs, but from God separated from the body.

Garnandi is the merciful, holy and fraternal avatar of God, so he will never be a match for his brother. The man touched their furry heads: "Many times, the greed in the dark is much more than the beauty on the surface..."

"Then our king defeated the demon and saved Ori?" One of the children suddenly became excited.

"Probably, because today's story ends here - anyway, why don't you go and see how Butler Layton's wine heart blueberry pie is baking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two children suddenly jumped up: "Aww——Uncle Iss, why didn't you say it earlier? Uncle Adrian and Casey must be eating it!"

"Hey!" Adrian, who had just entered the room, immediately protested loudly: "What do you mean?"

Lufa and Ludi ignored the black dragon wandering into the room—they blushed like this, they must have eaten a lot of wine heart pie!And there is a bat that eats more than them in Butler Layton's pocket...

The two children rushed out of sight in an instant.

Mr. Noble smiled and opened his arms, and it was only natural to put Adrian in his arms.

Adrian had grown taller as an adult, but the soft black hair and round eyes were still the same as when Ice met him long ago.

"If I knew it, I wouldn't have agreed to Ferris to let them go to the Emerald Valley for vacation. It's obviously his younger brother!" Because he had indeed eaten a lot of pies, Adrian's cheeks were as flushed as those two children: "They just Will grab my food to eat..."

Iss threw aside the large picture album prepared for the twins, put his arms around Adrian's waist, and tore off the unsuspecting black dragon. He turned over and crushed Adrian onto the carpet by the floor-to-ceiling windows On the morning, the afternoon sun shone on Is through the window, and his long silver hair hung down to Adrian's side.

"They all like you."

"No, they like you better. They have to circle around you every day..." Adrian stared at Mr. Noble's hair that seemed to be shining, and his tone was a bit resentful.

"They like Layton more now..." Iss' finger brushed Adrian's nose, "We were all abandoned by those two little guys. So let's take the opportunity to escape?"

"Escape?" Adrian blinked.

"Go to the Elven Forest, or go to Pagramar, or go to a place that is inaccessible..."

"Going to treasure hunt?" Adrian's eyes sparkled.

Mr. Noble smiled tenderly in his eyes, bent down and bit his ear. "If you want to go treasure hunting, you can. Usually the places where there are treasures are deserted, and there are no noisy children disturbing the dragon that is about to go into heat..."

Adrian's ears turned red.

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The author has something to say: In addition to the special episodes, he is saving articles for Xinkeng, comrades who are willing to continue to hold high the bloody banner with Donggua, don’t go away, such as collecting the author’s magic horse...

Cough cough, the following is the real time.

Before writing Palm Heart Dragon, winter melon has been wandering around in various big gods to fill pits for various overlords.

There was a shortage of literature last summer, so I registered an author account and started my own YY ​​road.

When I started writing Palm Dragon, I didn't know collections and points, various rankings, signing contracts, harem, and the concept of little transparent and great gods.

I don't even know where readers can see my article and click in.

But I was lucky as hell.

After I posted [only 800 words], there were clicks immediately.

I read every comment and try to reply as much as possible.I still remember that I only wrote more than 1000 words, and some comrades left a message saying "good writing, looking forward to ing", more than 1000 words, I guess I can’t tell whether it is good or bad, but this kind of encouragement made me realize for the first time What does a comment mean to the author, I always remember the feeling of being ashamed.

I didn't know the concept of negative points and cold until I knew the existence of clear water.

Then everyone knows why I say I am lucky.

I have been writing for so long, and there is no intentional negative score or fierce criticism. All the messages are loving encouragement, and there are kind comrades who are obliged to help me catch bugs~ and my rating ratio has greatly improved me. Vanity =w=

When writing an article for the first time, some people pay attention and others encourage it. That is definitely enough for a rookie.

Everyone gave me a lot of things [Grateful Tiger Volley]

This is the real motivation for me to stick to it after scratching my head and scratching my head so many times.

Because "Palm Dragon" is actually a three-no product with no outline, no design, and no manuscript (—▽—)~*

Most of the time, I posted a chapter, and then I squatted on the chair and pulled my hair to think about what to write in the next chapter.

If there is no encouragement from everyone's comments, I don't know if I can finish writing for him ==

Then there is Comrade Slack—taught me a lot of things [thumbs], such as whipping my messy paragraphs, messy punctuation marks, messy chapter word counts, messy typos, messy dividing lines~ That’s when I knew that punctuation will Reader Thunder Walk Orz

And the good comrades in the author group have taught me a lot... well, this and that [YD laughs] everyone is a good person =3=

So even though Donggua Daddy knew about this column and was lurking at any time [but he doesn’t know how to read online novels] to stare at Donggua, I still decided to continue writing~~~Wrote side stories, new articles, and good things that stir up the whole people = 3=

Well~ See you in the next article~