Accidentally raised the dragon crookedly

The little dragons in the forest nestled next to their mother and drank the water from the mountain spring. The gurgling stream rushed from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Several adult dragons who were sleeping soundly turned over a few times, and the flowers swept by their tails fell on them leisurely. On the exposed big belly, ups and downs.

A white dragon that was licking its beautiful dragon scales was lazily leaning against the fragrant flowerbed. The white scales reflected the sunlight, and the colorful light made the white dragon overjoyed.Before she could show off to her companions, she saw that the scales were suddenly covered with a layer of heavy gray.

So she raised her head in doubt. Like her, countless dragons in the dragon world opened their eyes from a deep sleep, slowly got up, stretched their necks, and raised their heads.

The sky that was still bright and blue just now was shrouded in gray at this moment. They were still wondering what happened, when they heard a long and familiar dragon roar from a distance.

"Roar——" "Aw——"

All of a sudden, dragon wings of different colors rose one after another in mid-air, and rushed up to the sky together, flying towards the most central castle in the dragon world.

Their king is calling himself.

The old man in the rose garden poured the last spoonful of spring water on his precious flowers, looked at the pairs of dragon wings across the air, got up and sighed: "Is it about to start?" He put down the wooden spoon in his hand and a pair of huge ones The dragon wings spread out violently behind the back, stained with the fragrance of roses.

The gate on the castle was opened from the inside, and a long ice blanket was spread from the deepest part of the castle to the throne on top.The five elders kneeled respectfully on both sides. They were dressed gorgeously and wore crowns of different styles on their heads, which looked sacred and solemn.

And the person on the throne has disappeared at this moment.

Countless candles illuminated the dilapidated cage, like daytime.Holding the crystal scepter in his hand, Wang walked to Yilu step by step. He was still lying quietly on the stone bed, holding a silver wind chime tightly in both hands.

An invisible force lifted his heavy body slowly until he was face to face with the standing Wang. Wang used his spiritual power to smooth out Yilu's flying silver hair patiently, looking at him with fatherly love in his eyes.

The tenderness in his eyes didn't stay for too long, Wang Ningshen raised his scepter and injected a wave of spiritual power into his body, even though Yilu was unconscious, he trembled for a few moments from the intense and scorching power instant.

His long and slender fingers trembled continuously, each knuckle was stretched to reveal the thick white bones, the wrapped skin was torn abruptly and then recovered quickly with the help of spiritual power, and so on and on.

"Hmm...!" Fu Shuan, who was sitting at the table reading Xia's written plan, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and a fishy-sweet taste welled up his throat, and he couldn't help vomiting it out.

Red roses spread across the floor tiles, seeping into the ground along the cracks.

How is this going?Fu Shu'an wiped off the blood on the side of his mouth in surprise, fixedly staring at the redness in the palm of his hand, and hesitated to speak.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately opened his own panel, and quickly found the column of the mount. A line of small words suddenly appeared behind the logo representing Xiaoyin: Dragon Clan Inheritance is in progress, please wait...

The legs of the chair brushed quickly across the floor tiles, and a harsh sound of friction woke up Xia who was resting next door.

Xia hurriedly ran in, still muttering, "What's the matter? What's the matter--" Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, because he found that there was no one in the room, only the table A few plans written by myself and a pool of dark red blood were scattered on the floor tiles next to him.

what happened?

Suddenly someone stomped heavily on the pure white ice blanket, and an angry figure appeared in the hall of the castle.Several elders raised their heads one after another upon hearing the sound, and Vig, who was closest to the door, was the first to react and quickly stopped him.

The blond-haired boy is not as simple as usual, the golden yarn outlines his good figure, his hair is braided into elegant long braids and hung on his shoulders, the gold pieces on his clothes are shining brightly, and the crystal bead chain hanging from the crown above his head Because of his anxious movements, they were entangled together.

Fu Shu'an held his breath, reluctantly gave Weige some face, and said stiffly: "Come on, I have something to ask the king."

"You can't go there now." Vig gritted his teeth and still didn't put down his arm.For him, the king's orders always come first.

Fu Shuan almost suspected that his ears were broken. He let out a sigh of disappointment, and said coldly: "I have to go." Just after he finished speaking, the red blade at his waist came out of its sheath and landed directly on Vig On a clean neck.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Witchell immediately grabbed Wigg's arm and dragged him back, complaining angrily, "Are you determined?! Just let him go, and it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Shu'an was stopped by Rosa at the end before he walked a few steps. He said speechlessly, "I won't do anything to your king, I just want to meet him."

Today's Rosa looks like a gentle girl, with a faint hint of stubbornness and persistence in the future.She shook her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but you can't go there."

Apologizing while refusing to give in is really her future style.

Fu Shu'an was terribly annoyed, Hong Ren was surrounded by a powerful force, ready to go.The other elders were on the alert and would never let Fu Shuan get any closer.

"Rumble..."

At the critical moment, Hongren was the first to notice something was wrong, and became restless in his hands. Fu Shu'an also felt an extremely ferocious force slowly appearing.

He immediately put the red blade back into the scabbard, and as soon as he activated the skill and opened the shield, this violent and domineering force came up from the ground, and charged at everyone in the castle with unstoppable force.

"My God————" Fu Shu'an opened the shield to the highest level before he could manage to stabilize his body. The cuts on his arms and body were densely packed with wounds.

What's happening here? !Could it be—

"Roar!!!"

Then the giant dragons outside the castle were enraged by this force. They roared and howled but were no match for each other. With a plop, she threw herself into her mother's arms, shivering and not daring to resist.

The elders in the hall did not expect this force to come so menacingly, that they carried a coercion that they could not resist at all. It was a sense of awe and fear in their bones.

"Damn it!!!" Witcher prided himself on being number one among the Dragon Clan. Facing this weird force, he didn't even have the strength to resist at all. His teeth were almost crushed, and his red eyes were finally suppressed and he knelt down. into the deepest part of the castle.

The sound of rattling from far to near, accompanied by the sound of wood knocking on the ground, is very eye-catching in the quiet castle.

Wang slowly emerged from the darkness, and Fu Shuan removed his shield to see what he looked like at the moment.

His silver-gray hair has become colorless, his pure white eyes have become transparent and clear, and the only color on his body is the crystal scepter in his hand, which is so fragile that he can be blown away by a gust of wind.

Fu Shu'an was a little panicked, he didn't expect Wang's appearance to become like this, "Wang..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the powerful force coming again. This time he didn't have time to open the shield and thought he was going to be beaten to death, but he didn't expect this force to wrap him up gently .

It seems very nostalgic.

With this wonderful change and Wang's appearance, Fu Shuan's heart suddenly thumped, and he looked at the darkness and hesitantly called softly, "Little...Little Silver?"

A tall and straight figure slowly walked from the darkness to the light, his long silver hair reached his ankles, his golden eyes became sharp and sharp, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and he seemed to feel the hurricane from Siberia just by looking at each other.

The last bit of lust had faded from his face, and the sharp and delicate facial features made Fu Shu'an a little dazed.

Is this... really her little silver?

The several elders who were kneeling in front turned pale with shock, and their bent waist was a little deeper. They felt that this man's aura was different from that of the king, more fierce and terrifying, and this feeling made their faces pale as paper.

The cold sweat on Wigg's cheeks dripped onto the ice blanket, and he murmured: "It's the power of the gods..." that made them feel like ants under the palm of their hands, and they would be turned into dust if they were caught lightly.

Witchell looked at the boy in shock, bowed his head unwillingly and did not speak.

The power of a god is beyond his reach in his life, but Witchell thinks that if he can't become a god, then he must become the existence closest to the god!

Fu Shu'an also heard Weige talking to himself, and suddenly felt powerless.

Perhaps this is Yilu's fate.

He was still thinking wildly, but the man had slowly walked in front of him, and Yilu's gaze slowly slid from the hair on top of his head to his cheeks, neck, chest, and feet.

Just like a dragon who has been away from home for a long time finally saw his treasure again, he couldn't restrain his excitement and desire to monopolize it.

"Waiting for me for a long time, Shu'an." Yi Lu stretched out his hand and hugged Fu Shu'an into his arms. The strength in his hands was so strong that he almost wanted to rub him into his body. He smelled the familiar smell on his body with attachment Fragrance, the coldness in the eyes slightly melted.

Fu Shu'an, who was suddenly pushed into his arms, was caught off guard, and Yilu's shout of "Shu'an" echoed in his ears.His deep voice and sweet ending made his heart itch.

He poked his head out from Yilu's embrace, met Yilu's mature and gentle face, raised his hand and pinched his thin cheeks, making sure it was not a hallucination, and finally showed a satisfied smile, "You are finally back." Then he noticed that the wetness in his eyes continued to stuff up into his arms.

I have waited too long.