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

The joy of the cub's teething revived Xino, humming a little song, picked up the napkin, and gently wiped the biscuit crumbs on the cub's face.

Startled, Tai Lun hurriedly stood up and reminded: "There are still four uneaten biscuits in the bowl."

Di Carlo hurriedly obstructed it: "Xinuo can see that it can't eat it anymore!"

Tai Lun retorted: "How do you know if you don't feed it?"

Hino looked at the remaining biscuits in the bowl and asked, "How many pieces did I feed Ilsa just now?"

Tyronn and Di Carlo gave different answers at the same time——

"Not much."

"It's enough for me to eat for a month!"

Hino looked at them suspiciously, lowered his head and gently touched the young dragon's belly, and judged based on experience: "I've fed too much, and I can't eat any more at night." Hino looked up at the two: "Then I will give Ilsa The stewed fish soup, you share it."

The fish soup is a skill taught by Grandma Bonnie to the elves a few days ago. After tasting it, Hino was very proud and practiced it every night.

Di Carlo immediately stated: "Tayron said he wants to drink your pot of soup, and I have promised to give it to him."

Xinuo looked at Tai Lun and said with a smile: "Yes, you like fish more, so you can eat it."

Tai Lun was dying: "Actually, I prefer to eat raw fish."

Di Carlo leaned close to Tai Lun's ear and said a curse: "Admit the bet, accept the loss, admit the bet, accept the defeat, admit the bet, accept the loss..."

"Okay!" Tai Lun's eyes froze, and he accepted the consequences of the fiasco frankly: "I will eat the whole pot of fish, just leave it to me."

Hino: "?"

This fish is so strange, why is drinking a bowl of soup the same as going to the battlefield?

But Hino's mind quickly returned to the long-toothed young dragon.

He put the little chubby dragon on the wooden table, and taught with expectant eyes: "You are already a dragon with pointed teeth, Ilsa, you have to start working hard to understand some simple language, otherwise I have to take Let you run around for your life, then you will never have the warm milk from Grandma Bonnie again, you know?"

"Escape?" Di Carlo looked at Hino in surprise, "Are you planning to leave here? We've only been here for a month, and Hobson's people may still be ambushing outside the barrier."

Tai Lun also looked at Xi Nuo silently.

"I might take Ilsa out of here." Shino explained, "But you can stay."

Di Carlo frowned: "The elves will not abandon their companions, do you want me to watch you go out to die with a little fat man who only knows how to suck milk?"

Tai Lun also said in a low voice but firmly: "I will protect you."

"No." Hino looked at them calmly: "I have my mission, and you have things to do in the future, I am very grateful for your perseverance, but I can't risk myself and drag you along, it's unnecessary. "

"You have an urgent mission to go elsewhere?" Tyronn asked.

Hino shook his head, sighed, and said frankly: "Teacher Aiden said that Ilsa's power is beyond his control, unless Ilsa can understand my orders within two months, and there will be no sudden bursts of energy waves." Otherwise, we will be notified to the Snow Deer Council to send people to examine us, I am afraid that those people will be secretly eyeing Ilsa, so... maybe we will have to leave here in two months."

Di Carlo and Tai Lun looked at each other, and their nervous expressions eased a little.

"Two months?" Di Carlo jumped onto the bench, stared at the little chubby dragon on the table, and said with a smirk: "That's enough, the two of us cooperated, didn't we let this little guy know goats in one night? "

Hino narrowed his eyes: "You mean..."

That night, the three of them dragged the unlucky tiger who had encountered a young dragon in the forest home, cut off part of the tiger's skin and dried it, and made it into the shape of a young tiger.

Hino held the fake tiger in his arms to prevent the young dragon from attacking.

In front of the cub, he smoothed the tiger's fur and acted gentle and kind, trying to make Ilsa understand that he regarded the tiger as a friend and could not attack it in the future.

Ilsa's whole dragon was stunned. It looked up at Hino's gentle expression of stroking the tiger with its chubby face up, its vine-purple eyes filled with question marks.

Xinuo felt that the cub looked at him like he was looking at a fool.

Elves and dragons are not races that can understand each other.

If it weren't for the records in the legends and ancient books that let him know about the dragon race, wouldn't he be unable to understand many behaviors of this little fat dragon?

Is it easy to understand Ilsa's behavior of climbing into the closet and being unable to get out?

Communication across races always requires mutual tolerance, and there is no need to feel embarrassed, so Xino continued to gently touch the tiger, saying to the tiger: "The tiger is our good friend."

Tai Lun and Di Carlo also stood on both sides of Hino, stretched out their friendly hands together, and gently touched the fake tiger.

The confused Ilsa turned around and walked away.

"Hey!" Di Carlo wanted to catch the little guy back, but was stopped by Hino.

"It will come back." Shino concluded with experience: "At this point, it will be sleepy after drinking the milk."

Sure enough, not long after, Ilsa hopped back to Shino with a jug of goat's milk in her paws, and the chubby face was covered with goat's milk shaken out by it.

"On! On!" Ilsa obediently tried her best to lift the milk jug towards Hino.

"It's quite sensible." Di Carlo, who was just thirsty, reached out to take the goat milk and wanted to drink a sip to quench his thirst, but saw the little chubby dragon on the ground vigilantly unfolding a pair of small dragon wings towards him, expressing a warning.

Xinuo snatched the goat's milk back from him, put it aside, and said calmly: "This milk is not for us to drink, it wants me to feed it and lull it to sleep."

Di Carlo showed a shocked expression, and said in a deep voice: "This dragon that exploits elves!"

Tai Lun rarely agreed: "You have to take care of me with the energy you need to take care of it, and I will give you at least half of the goat's milk."

"Stop making trouble." Shino sneered, "It doesn't seem to understand that we regard the tiger as a friend."

"Let him pet the tiger too," DiCarlo suggested.

Xinuo nodded, handed the fake tiger in his arms to the young dragon, and said softly, "Do you want to touch our new friend?"

The little fat dragon stared at the elf for a moment in confusion, then looked down at the fake tiger in front of him.

Xinuo reached out and touched the tiger's skin again, wanting the young dragon to learn its own behavior.

But the young dragon did not respond for a long time, and just looked at the fake tiger inexplicably.

The quick-tempered DeCaro squatted beside the young dragon, and put its little claws on the back of the tiger.

Hino immediately cooperated and said: "Ilsa is so good!"

When the young dragon heard the praise, his eyes lit up immediately, he swung his tail, raised his other little claw, and began to grope on the tiger skin.

"Yes! Ilsa is really powerful, touch it quickly, the tiger is our friend."

Amidst the sound of encouragement, the young dragon flicked its tail faster and faster. It suddenly pinched the tiger skin with a pair of small meaty claws, pulled it into its mouth and sucked it vigorously!

"This tiger is not for you to eat!" Xino quickly pinched the young dragon's cheeks and rescued the fake tiger from the dragon's mouth.

The first time I set up a friendship plan, it failed.

Two elves and a little mermaid stared at the young dragon surrounded in the middle.

This inverse.

When is it less than a sip of milk?Even the tiger's skin can be swallowed.

"I still have to ask Grandma Bonnie to help." Di Carlo suggested: "Is it okay to let her convey the order without her directly giving it?"

"I've already asked." Hino replied in despair: "The order to hunt the tiger was issued by Ilsa's mother, and only the cub's identified cub can lift the order in person. Being cubed against its mother's enemies, Grandma Bonnie couldn't have helped me with that."

"Ang huh..." The cub, who couldn't wait for the feeding, had already reached the sleepy time, stumbled to Hino's feet, closed his eyes and opened his hands to hug him.

After getting up the next day, Shino and his companions took the cub to the kitchen to find Grandma Bonnie, and asked if there was any way for the elf to communicate with the cub directly.

"There is no way, I have thought of a way." Bonnie put down the carrot and kitchen knife, and said to the three children with her hands on her hips, "You should choose to stay in Xuelu. There is no mutual establishment between the seven tribes here." Everyone is an independent individual, and no one will violate your freedom for no reason. The parliament is only here to check whether you are spies sent by Aowei. No one will take your dragon away. I don’t want to stand by. Watching you take this little baby to the territory of Aowei to die!"

"What kind of people are the councilors of the Snow Deer Court?" Di Carlo actually wanted Hino to avoid the limelight here, so he asked him the worried questions.

"Members will be re-elected every five years, not a fixed group of people." Bonnie explained: "Most are a parliament composed of a dragon and 35 Tomi people."

"Tumi?" The three of them were very surprised. "Are the people here willing to submit to the rule of the Tuomi?"

Bonnie said: "This is the historical tradition of Snow Deer. It is rumored that the original Snow Deer was a private territory established by a wealthy Tuomi businessman who hired a dragon, plus many Tuomi villagers."

Di Carlo wondered: "A parliament composed of the Tomi tribe and the dragon tribe? Such a huge disparity in power... There are almost no Auwei tribes and elves here, and no one can carry out the trial. The dragon in your council is enough to make the people Do you trust it?"

A young man's teasing voice suddenly came from outside the door——

"Our people can't wait for the whole council to consist of 35 dragons and one toomi, so that they don't have to worry about Aowei's provocation and harassment from time to time. It's a pity that we can't find so many dragons."

Hearing the voice of someone outside the door, Grandma Bonnie subconsciously rushed to the kitchen door, blocked the children behind her, and greeted the group of people walking in the yard with a smile: "Why did you come to our small village suddenly, sir? Do you want to go out to perform a mission? Aiden hasn't come back yet, please come and rest with me and have something to eat."

"You don't need to go out." The troll man in the hunting suit of the Snow Deer Royal Guard replied with a smile, "I just came to your village to perform a mission."

Bonnie asked nervously, "What tasks can we have here?"

The troll man shrugged, turned his head to look at the slender figure standing in a daze at the fruit tree at the south side of the yard.

It was a man in a white tuxedo, the dress of an MP.

Bonnie recognized the back at a glance, and asked the young troll royal guard nervously: "What is the mission? Why did you bother him to come to our small village?"

The troll guard raised his eyebrows and said: "He said that an unusually strong energy wave erupted near your place yesterday, which may be an alien invasion."

Bonnie's face turned pale, she put her right hand behind her back, and gestured to the children to hide.

Before Aiden reported it, the parliament noticed the alien invasion, which became a big problem.

Di Carlo immediately stood up and stood in front of Shino, who was protecting the cub. His gaze just passed Grandma Bonnie's shoulder, passed through the crowd, and saw the figure standing with his hands behind his back in front of the fruit tree.

Di Carlo's green pupils shrank and his fists clenched!

Bonnie smiled and said to several guards: "It may be a misunderstanding, the enchantment is not damaged, and the border has not been attacked in any way. It is very safe here."

"Murderous aura." The man standing in front of the fruit tree in the distance suddenly said softly: "It's so strong murderous aura."

He turned around casually, and his dark red pupils quickly locked on to the source of the murderous aura.

Is an elf?

The man was only puzzled for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, and greeted Di Carlo with a smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Huo Sen."

Di Carlo's body trembled suddenly, and his body seemed to be pulled back to the terrifying valley covered by snow many years ago by this elegant and polite voice.