The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

According to Gregar's experience, the girl in front of him may be a pretender sent by Naija to lure them into the trap, and Hino has clearly asked them to turn back immediately. Gregar's decision to follow the girl into the valley is a relatively high-risk individual He decided that he shouldn't take that little dragon on an adventure together.

But the little chubby dragon wasn't something he could shake off if he wanted to. In the end, the two dragons came together to the small valley village where the girl lived.

There were indeed villagers doing farm work in the valley, and there was no sign of an enemy ambush.

"Please come with me, two adults! I will take you to see the patriarch!" The girl was proud of bringing back two dragons who came to help them out, and she couldn't wait to see the patriarch, but she saw the big man with dark red eyes Long turned around and walked to the edge of the village, staring at the field of bright red Tussa flowers outside the fence in a daze.

The tall and straight dragon stood beside the flower field, and the warm wind blowing from the valley swirled, raised the petals, and danced around him.

"Do you like our Tussaud, sir?" The girl hopped up to catch up, just about to tell the legend of Tussaud to Gregar, but was surprised to see the frowning expression of the dragon.

Along the way, this dragon always had that unpredictable smile. He seemed to have no emotions all the time, but at this moment, there was pain on his face that the girl could not understand.

Those red pupils looked down at the splendid beauty in front of them, but seemed to be enduring some kind of unspeakable torture.

"You... don't you like this kind of flower?" The girl immediately lost the enthusiasm for introducing it, and explained in frustration: "The fragrance of this kind of flower is a bit outrageous, and you may feel a little offended when you smell it for the first time, but it will stay with you for a long time It won't completely dissipate, you will definitely like the lingering fragrance, it is a faint, very gentle companionship, and when the fragrance dissipates completely, you will definitely want to go back home and touch it again."

"Does it only grow in your homeland, or can it become your homeland if there is it?" Gregar's voice was very deep, trembling so that the girl's heart itched.

She saw this tall and handsome dragon man frowning, raised his hand to catch a swirling petal, and said in a dumb voice: "I have been planting Dussa flowers in Xuelu for 20 years, whether I am looking for the most experienced flower growers or asking the elves prayers, there is no way for them to live for a year..."

The pain between his brows became more and more desperate, he clenched his fist lightly, and the petal, which was as light as a feather, slipped away from between his fingers.

The girl couldn't understand what the big dragon was thinking, and her peripheral vision was quickly attracted by the little dragon not far away——

As soon as the dragon boy entered the village, he was attracted by a group of teenagers who were playing darts under the big tree at the entrance of the village. He joined the crowd without fear, imitated the accent of the locals in his crappy lingua franca, and took out a silver coin , asked the group of teenagers whether they bet on the watermelon on the wooden stake beside them.

The children in the tribe asked the dragon boy to cast two bids to see if he was qualified to participate. The dragon boy took the dart and squinted his purple eyes at the target for a long time. He barely hit the edge of the target. All the belongings were lost.

The boys in the tribe all laughed and bent over, and some boys taunted and said: "If you win, my father will belong to you!"

Not long after, Gregar heard the laughter of a group of girls behind him.

Following the prestige, I saw that little chubby dragon hugging a watermelon, squinting and smiling happily at a group of dejected village boys, and said to one of the boys: "One dad, change a little lesson, Issa never let the opponent suffer."

A group of young girls who watched were overjoyed.

The boy who lost face warned angrily: "Hey! Take your watermelon and get out, brat!"

"Don't go!" The girls immediately objected fiercely, surrounded the strange boy with a smile and asked him where he came from and whether he would eat other wild fruits.

Gregar, who was watching all this from a distance, couldn't help showing a puzzled look again: "This brat is always mischievous, but why do girls of any race treat him so friendly when they see him for the first time?"

What about the natural deterrence of the Dragon Clan?This is completely different from the common law recorded in Gregor's diary.

Very abnormal.

The girl next to him immediately answered Gregor's doubts: "That little gentleman seems to have some kind of magical power. When he smiles, his heart melts. I think girls will feel this way when they see him, right?"

Girls are indeed the most unpredictable creatures in the world. Gregar shook his head inexplicably, and was about to meet the patriarch when he turned his head, his brows suddenly tightened. He remembered that Lena was also a girl.

Not long after, Ilsa, whose head was covered by a sack, followed Gregar into the patriarch's house.

Gregar thought he would meet an old friend, but he didn't expect that the patriarch was a strange middle-aged man. Everything in this tribe seemed to have changed. Even if he walked halfway through the village, no one recognized him.

But as soon as the young patriarch saw Gregar, he said that he had heard his father tell about Gregar's heroic deeds. He received the legendary hero very friendly and told the truth about what happened to the villagers in recent days.

After the conversation, the patriarch couldn't help but wonder why Gregar's companions covered their heads with sacks.

"It can prevent the enemy from recognizing his identity." Gregar was not very good at making excuses.

Ilsa, who was covered in a sack, noticed his blind spot, and asked the patriarch dully through the sack: "Why only Isa? Didn't brother Gary wear it? Did he wear it? Didn't he say to wear it together?"

"I wear it." Gregar seldom lied. Although he couldn't explain why, he just didn't want the strange "magic power" on the little chubby dragon to affect Lina's judgment, so it was best not to let Lina see his smile.

There are only more than 6000 Tomi people left in the tribe. This village is on the outskirts of the valley and has not been besieged for the time being. In several villages to the north near the center of the crowd, the villagers have been trapped in the mountains by invisible witchcraft barriers.

Gregar is going to take Ilsa to break the barrier, rescue the trapped villagers, take them to the coast, and ask the Kingdom of Stars to temporarily take in these Tomi people who are wanted by Aowei.

Walking out of the patriarch's house, the girl leading the way has already spread the news of the Dragon Hero's return throughout the small village.

I thought that the two young men were just travelers passing through this place, but I didn't expect that they were dragons that only appeared in legends. The villagers were all excited, and they put down their farm work and came to the market to watch.

Gregar did not set off immediately, but stood awkwardly in the center of the market, welcoming the crowd of villagers.

Standing beside him was Ilsa in a sack, his dragon horns could feel countless people surrounding him, but there was no hole in the sack and he couldn't see anything: "What's going on, Brother Gary? Why are you here?" so many people?"

"Come see us off." Gregar replied calmly. He kept his eyes down and stared at the ground. In fact, he was eagerly searching for the girl in the crowd from the corner of his eye.

Every time he appeared, he would bring incomprehensible grief to the girl, and the guilt made him pretend that he came to this village by accident, pretending that it was not because of her.

"Why are there so many people seeing him off?" Ilsa, who couldn't see her surroundings, gradually became nervous: "Brother Gary is going to see him off?"

no answer.

At this moment, Gregar was so nervous that he collapsed into a sculpture.

He saw her.

Although her face was wrapped in a tattered brown scarf with only a pair of eyes exposed.

But just the feeling of being watched by her made Gregar identify her.

In an instant, many memories flashed in front of my eyes.

When the girl was sacrificed by her patriarch and came to him for the first time, her face was also covered with layers of white veils.

When she danced in front of him, he saw tears welling from her dull eyes.

All the memories are so clear, but he can't remember how he felt at that time.

She was crying the first time she saw him, and she was crying the last time she saw him.

Why did he still have the audacity to want to be seen by her again?

Gregar didn't know why his body couldn't restrain the tremors. In the end, he turned his head and looked at the woman expressionlessly. He was so nervous that he forgot how to control his facial expression to imitate a normal person's smile.

The moment the woman met his gaze.Shocked all over, he hurriedly raised his hand and pulled up the scarf, covering his exposed eyes, turned around and hurried out of the crowd.