Accidentally raised the dragon crookedly

"Admit defeat." Wigg pointed to the silver-haired man who was half kneeling on the ground and kept vomiting blood, the flames at his fingertips getting bigger and bigger.

He smiled in satisfaction, "Yilu, you finally look like a child now. Are you trying to replace me in less than 100 years?"

Viger's contemptuous and disdainful eyes aroused the desire to conquer in Yilu's heart. He sneered twice, and another mouthful of blood poured out from his mouth. His whole body was scorched and painful as if it had been scorched by fire.

It turns out that the strength of the elders is not that bad.

Niman next to him couldn't stand it any longer, coughed twice and persuaded: "It's alright, alright, you're really going to deal with him, just a brat?" I can't control my hands at all.

Vig snorted noncommittally, and said lightly: "The challenge he sent me beyond his control is naturally a life-and-death challenge."

In fact, he was also in a moment of brain fever just now, and he just wanted to teach the other party a good lesson.

"Since you have already lost, you are willing to gamble and admit defeat. You have no right to ask about Fu Shuan's affairs," Vig slowly braided the blond hair that was scattered during the fight, "As for you, it seems that you are still young. For the sake of this, go to Baiguya and practice hard."

Unwillingly, Yilu raised his head, his long silver hair was completely dyed red, his golden pupils were full of anxiety and longing, his half-kneeling body trembled faintly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Dozens of dragon soldiers surrounded him behind him, with bad intentions.

A moment later, Yilu got up staggeringly, touched the wind chime on his waist, and the cold touch suppressed his unbearable desire to kill.He opened his eyes and took a deep look at Vig who was standing on a high position, and said two words between his lips.

"Wait..."

Lingtian Vig, I will definitely replace you.

Although he knew that this little brat was no longer a threat, this look made Viger feel chills in his heart.He frowned and muttered, "Why does this kid feel weird?"

Scary.

Niman nodded in agreement, tears welling up in his eyes.He thought so every night when he couldn't beat Yilu.

Bone Cliff——

There are endless dead wood and bone remains everywhere, and an unpleasant stench will spread in the air if you step on it casually. There is a musty rotten smell everywhere, which is a disaster for the dragons with an extremely sensitive sense of smell.

Yilu looked at the dirty road in distaste, even though all the spells in his body were scattered, he still stubbornly used his last bit of strength to flatten the mud and bones under his feet.

It would be great if my brother was here... Yilu looked at the empty forest with no one around, a little bit of confusion and loss flashed in his eyes.The scars all over his body slowly disappeared, only the black and red marks on his clothes still had the smell of blood left.

He walked silently along the path, the wind chimes around his waist jingling.

"Brother, can't I stay by your side forever?" Xiaoyin picked off the fruit and wiped it clean and handed it to Fu Shu'an under the tree.

Fu Shuan took the fruit and raised his head to meet his sad eyes and smiled helplessly, "You are different from me, you are a child of the Dragon Clan, and you must return to the Dragon Clan in the future. The Dragon Clan is your home."

Xiaoyin pursed her lips, wrapped her hands around Fu Shuan's neck, and said unhappy: "But I think the only place where my brother is is home."

Fu Shu'an turned his head slightly to avoid his snort, the tips of his ears turned red.

"Don't talk nonsense, all the dragons in the Dragon Clan will treat you very well, teach you a lot of spells, and you will make good friends, and you will have a good time there..."

Brother, I am not happy.

Yilu blinked in confusion, and red tears rolled down his face.

Brother, where are you?

The sky suddenly became dark, and the heavy rain poured down. The mist floating in the Baigu Cliff was washed away by the rain and disappeared. Everything was clearly visible, and thunder after another resounded through the sky.

A purple-gold lightning split the thick black cloud, and a storm swept across the sky and the earth.

"What's going on?!" Nolan immediately turned into a prototype and roared towards the dark clouds. Continuous lightning and thunder in the sky stopped her pace.

Viger dodged a few bolts of lightning and flew to her side in embarrassment, roaring, "Nolan! What the hell are you doing?!"

Nolan was speechless, "It's not me! Don't forget that my mother is a dragon of wind attribute, not thunder attribute!"

Don't let her catch this thunder-attribute stinky dragon, she has to let him hang on the top of the dragon temple and play thunder as an alarm clock for a month!

A woman slowly came out from the hall, her brown pupils fluctuated for a few moments, "It's probably not a single-attribute dragon who can make such a grand occasion." The attendant next to him asked suspiciously: "Fourth elder, our dragon clan seems to be There is only one thunder attribute dragon."

Rosa shook her head, "Luo Ke doesn't have such a great ability, the last dragon that can cause chaos in the world has already been reduced to ashes." The attendant was stunned, then covered his mouth in shock, and said tremblingly: "You mean... ..."

"I didn't say anything." Rosa smiled softly, coughed and went back to the Dragon Temple to continue praying.

The thunder in the sky was still roaring fiercely, roaring like it wanted to tear the world apart.

After being washed by the rain, layers of fog have faded from the forest, and there is a trace of green in the wet soil.

Yilu walked slowly along the only path, his silver hair was wet and stuck to his thin cheeks, a drop of rain jumped from his eyelashes and fell on his lips.

The cold temperature stunned him for a few moments.

...Just like he stole his brother that night.

My brother was very sleepy, and there was a faint bruise under his eye circles.He knew that his brother must have been very tired after training day and night in the illusion.

Xiaoyin approached Fu Shuan distressedly, and quietly pressed her head against his forehead, and Jin Tong slowly drew the outline of the person into her heart stroke by stroke.

Smooth black hair, a straight nose bridge, a delicate and gentle face... and lips that have lost all blood.

He gently stroked Fu Shuan's pale lips with his fingers, and the circles of his eyes gradually turned red.

The moonlight outside the window shone in here and there, silver hair and black hair intertwined, shining like stars.

"Hey? Why is it sunny today?"

"Scared the dragon to death, I even opened the defensive cover..."

Nolan looked at the clear blue sky in the distance after the rain with a sullen face. If she read correctly, the first place where the thunderstorm disappeared was the Bone Cliff.

Is it really Yilu?Or... Joel?

"Boy, your rain came just in time, hahaha!" A presumptuous laugh suddenly came from above the forest, echoing.

Yilu withdrew from his thoughts and said hoarsely, "It's not me."

"Who are you? Could it be the old man? What a fool!"

Yi Lu kept a dark face and said nothing, if he hadn't recognized the voice as the old man who had dealt with Fu Shu'an in the forest that day, he would have already slashed at him with his sword.

A green figure floated faintly in front of the road, and Yilu narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough it was him.

Joel smiled and stroked his messy beard, "Child, since we are here at the old man's place, we are destined, how about making friends?"

"...No need." Yilu rolled his eyes vaguely, and was about to leave after bypassing him.But his feet seemed to be sucked by something, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take a step.

Joel walked in front of him satisfied, looked at Yilu Bengkai's expression and chuckled, "You are so proud! Your arrogance blinds your eyes and makes you unable to see the way forward. This is not a good thing. "

He changed the subject and said with a smile: "Do you want to make friends with this old man? This old man can make you flourish in Baiguya!"

Yilu sneered, flipped his palms and broke through the restraints and flew into the sky, the huge silver dragon wings obviously couldn't be used inside the Bone Cliff.

...annoying.

Yilu had no choice but to shrink his dragon wings, looked at the stunned Joel below and said leisurely: "Although I don't know why you insist on making friends with me, but Yilu Mir doesn't need it."

"As for arrogance..." Ilu paused, "I have never lowered my head since I came into this world."

Joel laughed even more when he heard this. He looked up and down Yilu in the air with a teasing look, and shook his head, "Do you dare to say that you haven't lowered your head to that human boy?"

Unexpectedly, he would mention Fu Shu'an suddenly, Yi Lu was stunned for a moment.

Yilu tilted his head unnaturally, and lowered his voice, "He's different."

The silver dragon, who was still invincible just now, is now covered with a sense of loss, and Joel's smile deepens when he looks at it.

The shadow of an old friend loomed before his eyes.

The same silver hair and golden eyes, the same freshness.

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said: "Make a deal, I'll send you out to meet him, but you have to do one thing for me."

"it is good."

Yilu answered quickly, blurting out almost at the same moment the other party dropped the word.

As long as he was asked to meet Fu Shu'an, he would do whatever was asked.Yilu felt the warmth from the wind chime tightly held in his palm, and he missed his brother.

"I've been out for so long, have you found the guy who forged your weapons?" Mu Yao came out of the forging room just to block Fu Shu'an's way.

Fu Shu'an said coolly, "No, how about it? You want to forge it for me?" He is in a very bad mood now, and when he thinks about the mess in that book, he can't control his irritability.

It is estimated that this elf would not forge it for himself, so Fu Shuan wanted to go back after taking a detour.

After the last fight, the system temporarily built a small nest for itself. Although it is not big, it can barely accommodate people.

"...I'll forge it for you." Mu Yao reluctantly stopped him, turned around and went back to the house.

Fu Shuan, who was left alone in a daze, looked at the system in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"What's the situation, what did she just say?"

"Master Host, Mu Yao is a famous blacksmith in the interstellar world. If she forges a weapon for you, you will definitely break through to LV.50 in an instant!"

Fu Shu'an always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything, so he pouted, "I hope so."

"..."

The red blade at the waist was silently flashing red, as if silently protesting.