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

With a "whoosh", Gregar retracted the dragon wings, and a confrontation between the dragon clan instantly decided the winner.

The remaining frequency shocks made the fighting races present still dizzy.

No one wanted to embarrass herself in front of the witch grandma. The troll guards staggered to their feet, staring angrily at the young dragon in the arms of the blond elf.

It's unbelievable that the dragon race, a cold and valiant race, actually grew up like this in its infancy. The terrifying deterrent force that was so disproportionate to its appearance just now made a group of troll guards feel a strange sense of humor.

"No wonder Lord Gregor felt the abnormal energy, it must be the fault of this dragon!" The guards became annoyed, and looked at Grandma Bonnie questioningly.

The chief guard asked: "How many outsiders have you hidden? Is a dragon just a child to you?"

Although Grandma Bonnie couldn't hide her shame, she still tried to argue: "Of course the three-year-old dragon is a child. You are all children in my eyes, and the dragon is my baby..."

The chief guard stopped arguing with her, and turned to look at Gregar seriously: "Your Excellency, do you want to escort these outsiders into the palace immediately?"

"We're just passing through here!" Shino immediately rebelled: "Aiden kindly took us here for refuge, and we didn't force our way in, so why detain us? If you don't welcome us, just throw us out!"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple anymore, little elf." The chief guard said coldly, "Where did you find this young dragon, whether it was stolen or picked up, these things must be clarified."

"What does this have to do with you?"

The chief guard said coldly: "Because this dragon is now in our territory, it has the right to choose whether to stay in Xuelu or defect to Aowei."

Hino held the cub hostilely and took a step back: "It can't talk at all, can't you see it?"

The head of the guard grimaced and stepped forward: "Then wait until it can talk before making a decision. In short, this has nothing to do with you. You have to let the dragon decide for itself, elf, don't cause trouble for yourself."

Tai Lun and Di Carlo took a step forward at the same time, standing in front of Hino and the cub, staring intently at the guard.

"Can't talk? Why do you say that?" Gregar behind the chief guard asked suspiciously: "I said something to it just now, and from its reaction, its understanding is no different from that of a normal three-year-old baby dragon." , should be able to communicate normally.”

These words shocked everyone present.

Yep... there was a live adult dragon on set, and he was able to communicate with Ilsa quite easily.

Hino looked at the cub's puffy head buried in his arms, then looked up at the dark red-eyed dragon, and asked suspiciously, "What did you tell it?"

Gregar replied with a smile: "I told it, if it continues to send out hunting frequency, I will open its ass."

Hino and Grandma Bonnie gasped at the same time!

"How can you say such vicious words to the little baby!" Grandma Bonnie couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to confront Gregal: "It's only three years old, you can guide it gently!"

Hino hugged the frightened cub tightly, and stared angrily at the crimson dragon who seemed to be polite but was insane!

"Gentle?" Gregal raised the corners of his mouth a little more. Teacher Sandy said that the smile he trained now is gentle enough and harmless. Why would he be accused of not being gentle enough?

"You should say something that you can say to your child!" Grandma Bonnie knew that the dragon who had entered Harrow Ji'an had lost control of her emotions to a certain extent, so she patiently taught the dragon: "It's still a baby, you You can't say that to it!"

"Then what should I say?" Gregor asked seriously, "I'll blow up the little baby's ass?"

"No!" Grandma Bonnie clasped her head in despair and explained, "You can't spank! Who taught you this sentence!"

Gregar replied politely, "It was my mother, ma'am, who used that phrase a lot to keep me from doing things I shouldn't do."

"If your mother was raised by me," Grandma Bonnie said fiercely, nodding her head, "before she scares the child like this, I would open her ass first."

Gregar was a little confused, he no longer tried to understand the old man of the Wu clan in front of him, and turned to look at Hino with a smile: "Excuse me, I need to ask it some questions."

Hino actually wanted to refuse, but he found that Gregar's red eyes were looking at Ilsa's aggrieved back, and his intuition told Hino that the two dragons had already started communicating.

Since he could not receive the frequency of the Dragon Clan, Hino was not disturbed, nor could he hinder their communication.

What question would the dragon ask Ilsa?

The frequency of Dragon Clans that Wu Clan can simulate is very limited, and the communication between real Dragon Clans is more unimpeded.

The surroundings were quiet, and everyone was observing the young dragon in Gregar and Shino's arms, wondering what they were talking about.

Grandma Bonnie started her sneaky tricks, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation of the two dragons.

But the moment she started the operation, Gregor turned his head and looked directly at her, warning her not to interfere with this communication.

It turns out that when a dragon is smiling, people can feel that his eyes are not smiling. It was a creepy glance, and Bonnie immediately stopped the eavesdropping plan obediently.

The manor was quiet again, and Gregar looked at the young dragon with a smile, and the young dragon lay in the elf's arms without even turning around.

Not long after, the cub in Xino's arms made a sound of "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" cub, which is the cry it often makes when it is angry.

At the same time, the smile on the corner of Gregor's mouth also disappeared. He suddenly stopped the conversation among the dragon clan, and told the chief guard at the side disappointedly: "This child is too pampered, and I can't ask the answer for the time being."

The chief guard asked curiously, "What did you say to it?"

Gregar replied: "I asked where his parents were, why he was with these people, and why he was chased."

The head of the guard took a step forward and asked in a low voice, "How did it answer you?"

Gregar looked at him sideways, and replied word by word: "It said that its mother's dragon wings are bigger than mine."

The head of the guard looked up at the tall dragon councilor with dumbfounded eyes.

The people around were struggling to hold back their laughter, and the way this three-year-old young dragon regained face damaged the image of the dragon clan in the eyes of the world.

"Did it only say this sentence after you talked for so long?" the chief guard asked unwillingly.

Gregar shook his head: "It has repeated this sentence many times, and has been trying hard to let me know how big its mother's dragon wings are. Judging from my experience, it should be bluffing."

A few people caught off guard and laughed, and hurriedly lowered their heads and put their fists against their lips to hold their breath.

They always thought that the seemingly taciturn Dragon Clan would communicate concisely and without any nonsense, but they never thought that there would be such a communication with the wrong head.

"What should we do now?" The chief guard asked, "Send them back to the palace first?"

Gregar nodded and replied: "If they don't resist, they can be sent into the palace as foreign guests."

These words fell into the ears of Hino and the others like a warning.

The opponent in front of him is an adult dragon, and resistance may cause unimaginable consequences.

After all, the temperament of dragons is very unpredictable. This dragon with a gentle smile on his face may have this expression when he starts killing. This does not prove that he is a friendly dragon. Countless experiences of the predecessors have told them that the thinking of dragons In a weird way, being friendly doesn't mean they'll act friendly.

Moreover, this guy is still the dragon named Gregar.

If there is no Ilsa who "catch up from behind", the name Gregal would definitely be the most recognizable existence of the dragon clan in history-the pinnacle of extreme speed among the dragon clan.

Regarding his life, there are not many records in the public history books. From the current point of view, it is obvious that he defected to Snow Deer after betraying the Aowei royal family.

Almost all the people and things related to Snow Deer have been wiped out of existence, but Gregar's first half of his life still has a strong stroke.

Unlike the gentle dragon with a smile on his lips, the Gregar that Hino knew in the history books is a royal dragon warrior with a very self.

Such a character is extremely uncommon among the Orway Royal Dragons.

The extraordinary combat power shown by Gregar in his childhood surprised Emperor Odong, who raised Gregar almost like his own son, which gave him a certain degree of freedom and also laid a hidden danger for his character that hated restraint.

Powerful strength combined with unruly personality is fatal to the Royal Dragon Clan. According to historical records, Gregar was sent to Haro Ji'an twice.

It is said that after he walked out of Haroji'an for the second time, his personality became more and more volatile and difficult to control, and he did not show any tendency to become tame. The decree does more harm than good.

There is no historical record of how this pair of monarchs and ministers who love each other like father and son came to war, but it seems that the royal dragon clan has entered an abnormally turbulent period starting from Gregar. Order.

In any case, Hino knew very well the seemingly docile but stubborn personality of the crimson dragon in front of him, and the consequences of resistance would probably be death.

So when Di Carlo and Tai Lun looked at him with questioning eyes, Xino whispered: "Follow him."

When they walked out of the manor, everyone saw Aiden waiting outside the door with a staff in one hand and a serious expression on his face.

Gregar was the first to feel the fighting spirit of the old witch priest, and said gently: "There is no need to fight, Mr. Osmond, we will not harm your guests."

Aiden's deep gaze scanned the group of people from the palace majesticly like a falcon.

The oncoming aura made Xinuo feel the majesty of the previous Aowei royal priest for the first time, and Aiden really did not lose the existence of Lan Ye.

"I want to remind you," Aiden advised in a low but clear voice, "unless you find the baby dragon's biological mother, never force it to be separated from the elf. The baby dragon can't afford to be abandoned twice, and there is a serious lack of safety." Sensitive baby dragons will bring immeasurable disasters to this world when they grow up, please remember my advice."

A troll guard muttered dissatisfiedly: "If this dragon is warlike and bloodthirsty, it shouldn't live to grow up."