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

The first batch of villagers who were rescued by Irsa poured into the village, and the patriarch immediately arranged for the villagers to vacate the place to temporarily take in the clansmen from other villages. Many girls in the village took the opportunity to find a place to live with Aunt Lina.

Now the whole village knows that the red-eyed dragon warrior often wanders around Lina's house.

Just yesterday, Lina invited the dragon warrior into the house. Although the dragon was quickly pushed out, it can still be seen that the friendship between the two of them is unusual.

No one knew that Lina had invited the dragon into the house just to avoid beating him in public.

The resentment that had been brewing for half a lifetime has been brewing to this day, and she is still reluctant to embarrass the once proud dragon.

According to some villagers, it was her enthusiasm for the dragon.

Among the girls who came to stay at Lina's house temporarily, some just wanted to find an opportunity to watch Dragon Warrior up close, and some fantasized about being able to talk to Dragon Warrior, even if it was just a "good morning".

The remaining two sisters of the Chatterton family had different thoughts. They had heard the legend that the saint Lena influenced the Aoweilong warriors to save the tribe since they were young. All the tribe respected Lina very much. Every year, a large portion of the food handed over to the tribe will be dedicated to Lina, and the patriarch has built the largest house for her.

Lena was alone, eating inexhaustible food, spending inexhaustible coins, and living in a large house that could accommodate Chatterton's family of nine, which made the Chatterton sisters very envious.

They never thought that one day, they would be able to see the legendary dragon warrior with their own eyes.

The first time they saw the legendary red-eyed dragon warrior at a banquet, the two sisters were so shocked that they didn't speak for a whole night.

They always thought that the dragon warrior was a burly and ferocious half-orc with blue and black scales all over his body. They didn't expect that the dragon named Gregar was more handsome than all the men in the village, and the dragon boy beside him, although Compared with Gregar's appearance and figure, Gregar was a little immature, but the delicacy of his facial features was hard to move his eyes away.

If it is falling in love with such men, can it be regarded as sacrificing one's life to save the tribe?This is really cheap and good-looking.

Sister Chatterton became resentful of Lena overnight. She once had such a man, but still relied on this luck to enjoy the offerings of her clan. It was too unfair.

But at noon yesterday, when they watched the dragon warrior training the children in the village, they found that Lina was wrapped in a big scarf and went out to chat with the dragon, so they invited him in.

Why does Lena wear a scarf on a hot day?Others might just be a little curious and didn't think deeply about it, but Sister Chatterton quickly guessed that she didn't want the dragon to see her old and decrepit face.

After guessing Lina's mood, the sisters felt a sense of revenge, but it wasn't enough. They wanted to see the dragon's face when it saw Lina's scarf.

You must have turned pale with fright, right?The dragon would frown and leave Lena's big house in disgust, never to look at her again.

This fantasy picture made the two sisters look at each other and smile happily.

They tried their best to ask Lina to take her in, and then they stayed by Lina's side all the time. They said "Auntie, I will make your dough for you" and said "Auntie, I will rub your shoulders for you", waiting for the dragon to come to the door. Accidentally" tore off Lena's scarf.

"You just need to put on this sack and call Lina 'ang ang', and I will do any errands for you in the future." In the woods, Gregar was still negotiating with the fat dragon who was still awake.

Ilsa, who was forcibly pulled out of the door, was already annoyed to get up, and turned her head away angrily, ignoring Gregar at all.

"Any exchange is fine." Gregar grabbed the little fat dragon's shoulder: "Only you can make Lena laugh."

"Is it funny?" Ilsa gradually frowned: "Didn't you be 'ang' before transforming?"

"Before I transformed, there were priests around me to help me express my needs, and I didn't need to speak." Gregar said which pot he didn't open.

Ilsa pursed her lips and nodded with a smile, hiding the murderous aura surging in her purple pupils.

"When you were in Snow Deer Palace, every time you 'ang', the princess and maids would be happy for a long time."

Little Fat Dragon squinted his eyes and warned fiercely: "Issa can already speak."

"Really?" Gregar asked in Dragon Language: 【How to say "Lie Yan Rong Rate" in common language? 】

Ilsa's eyes froze, she gritted her teeth and tried to activate her associative ability.

"Fire Flame Melting Rate" means that Yanlong's flames can melt the thickness of steel per second without exerting force.

This word is only used in the internal communication of the Dragon Clan, and few outsiders know this word. If you have to ask, perhaps only the Aowei priests know how to express it in the common language.

"If you can't answer, how about going to talk to Lina once?" Gregar broke ground on the fat dragon's head without fear.

Ilsa clenched her fists tentatively, "How hot?"

"No, I've given you three chances, and you've already made one mistake." Gregar smiled, and victory was just around the corner.

Ilsa was not convinced: "Mom and Dad, the forbidden dragon! No one told Ilsa!"

"But you are a Yanlong yourself, so it's only natural that you know the common language of this word?" Gregar said aggressively.

"Grandma Bonnie said Isa could also be a forbidden dragon!" Ilsa argued with her head tilted.

"No, if you have Yanhuo, then it should be Yanlong. Your forbidden dragon-like talent is not recorded in the sacred scriptures of the Wu Clan at all, so it means that it is not a forbidden dragon. You may be a new type of Yanlong. Branch." Gregar reminded: "30-second countdown."

"Yanlong is so hot!" Ilsa answered quickly.

"There is no such common vocabulary." Gregar already had the chance to win: "Last chance."

Ilsa clenched her fists, lost in memory.

suddenly!He remembered that he had seen Claude and Frank arguing over the opportunity to accompany Mira to the palace to perform missions. In order to win the mission, Claude once said a word to Shino——

"My Lie Yan Rong rate is [-]% higher than his..."

Gregar's impatient eyes gradually became restless, because Ilsa, who lowered his head in front of him, suddenly raised his head slowly, and a pair of vine purple pupils locked on him like an invincible beast.

impossible.

This fat dragon has never been trained by the priests of Aowei, so how could it know how to say that word?

Little Fat Dragon must be bluffing.

However, Ilsa slowly raised the corners of her lips, and said each word as if playing with a prey: "Lie—yan—"

No!impossible!Gregar's face turned pale, and terrified flames flashed in his red pupils!

"Rong—" Ilsa sneered lightly, "Hmph..."

"Wrong answer." Gregar interrupted the casting in time: "It's the rate of Lie Yanrong, not Lie Yanrong."

"Issa hasn't finished yet!" Little Fat Dragon furiously refused: "'Huh' is a modal particle, which is often used to undermine the opponent's confidence. Have you ever been to school, Brother Gary?"

"My teacher said that such modal particles should be added at the beginning or end of a sentence. If it is added in the middle of a sentence, it will be a bad sentence. You lose, Ilsa." Gregar said irrationally.

Little Panglong has never seen such a rogue Dalong: "Laipi, bully Isa, tell mom!"

Gregar was also a little guilty, so he had to back down half a step: "Then this question doesn't count, let's ask another question."

"You say." Ilsa accepted the challenge with confidence.

"This is a tongue twister, you have to learn a word from me." Gregar said in a straight voice: "The biscuit is not Biga, and the goat is not Aang."

"..." Ilsa looked at the shameless dragon in shock, hesitated for a moment, and tried to speak with trembling lips, "Bi...bi...bi...do you want to die, Brother Gary?"

"How can you ask such a question to your brother?" The big bad dragon turned his back in a graceful manner, and said lightly: "Let's go, Ilsa, admit defeat, as long as you give Lina an 'ang', I will repay you Your help this time."