The Mountain of Ice and Fire

The black dragon obeyed the sheep thief's command and didn't breathe dragonfire to burn the old man Tiemei to death, but he still felt uncomfortable. With a flick of his tail, he sent the old man flying. In his previous interactions with the people of the Zhuoren tribe, when the black dragon's tail struck the people, they were all young and sturdy, and a fall wouldn't be a big deal. But the old man Tiemei was no longer young. This tail strike caused the old man to let out a muffled groan, like a toy being thrown by an invisible giant force, flying towards the hillside below the dragon's territory…

The elders and the people of the Zhuoren tribe outside the territory were shocked. The people of the Zhuoren tribe ran down the hillside. Although the hillside was covered in grass, could the old man Tiemei's age withstand the strike of the dragon's tail?

If the black dragon really wanted to kill someone, the dragon's tail would be like an iron whip. Even a general in armor couldn't withstand this blow, let alone the old man Tiemei.

The young Zhuoren tribe members and several elders rushed towards the old man Tiemei, while on the hillside, the black dragon stretched out his long neck, his black dragon eyes emitting dazzling brilliance, as if he were peeking around. Judging from the black dragon's tilted head and flickering eyes, he might have regarded the old man Tiemei as one of the people who served them food. The black dragon liked to flip over the people roasting meat with his dragon claws, liked to suddenly send someone flying with his tail, and liked to hear people's exclamations…

If this guy were a human, he would still be a completely ignorant but mischievous little boy.

The feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed the old man Tiemei when he was in the air. By the time he crashed to the ground, he had already fainted.

The black dragon obviously didn't feel any unease about his actions. He turned his head to look at the cave entrance and let out a soft dragon's roar, as if it were an intimate whisper between people. To the surprise of those watching him, this guy didn't touch the delicious roasted meat that had fallen in front of him. You had to know that dragons were the most gluttonous creatures, and they hadn't eaten for days in the cave.

This was something never heard of before!

What could attract a dragon's attention more than delicious food?!

Although these tribal elders all possessed magical witchcraft, and each elder was at least a doctor, they knew very little about the habits of dragons. Before the dragons officially reappeared in this world, only the Zhuoren tribe could come here to offer food to the dragons. People from any other tribe were forbidden, as this place was originally a forbidden area of the Zhuoren tribe.

Inside the dragon's cave, a soft dragon's roar came out. The second little dragon came out, that was Rego. He was covered in bronze-green armor, each piece reflecting a faint glow. His dragon eyes were equally dazzling. Every time he blinked, it was as if splashing bronze light scattered in the air.

The black-eared tribe's elder stared intently at the newly emerged bronze dragon Rego. She could tell that the bronze dragon seemed to be holding something in his mouth, but because of the distance, she couldn't see it clearly. The Huajuan tribe's elder also saw that the bronze dragon was holding something in his mouth, it seemed to be a very small beast, with a small tail dragging from the gap between the dragon's teeth.

The bronze-green dragon Rego slowly walked out, his ferocious and terrifying dragon head lowered, his dragon mouth touched the ground, opened, and a small thing, only the size of an adult's palm, rolled out of the dragon's mouth. It rolled on the ground, wobbled, and stood up. Its small, transparent red wings fluttered, finally helping him stand firm.

Chirp!

The little thing made a sound.

"A little dragon, a little dragon. Heavens, what am I seeing?" The black-eared tribe's elder exclaimed.

Her voice was loud and shocked, but it didn't affect the attention of the two dragons, Rego and Drogon. Both dragons' attention was on this little guy. Both huge dragon heads were lowered, lowered to the ground, and breathed dragon breath on the little guy, as if deliberately trying to blow the little guy over. The little guy fluttered his wings in the dragon breath, trying his best to maintain his stance, and made angry chirping sounds.

The black-eared elder's shout caused all the people surrounding the old man Tiemei on the grass to look towards the hillside. They could only see the figures of Rego and Drogon, and couldn't see the little guy between the two young dragons.

More elders let out shocked cries, so many people surrounding Tiemei's red hand ran back towards the hillside to witness the little dragon's demeanor.

As long as they were on the periphery of the dragon's territory, people were safe. The dragon sheep thief had been with the human race for 170 years, and her dragon knight Ricma was a human. As long as people didn't enter her territory, the sheep thief wouldn't actively attack the tribe's people. Rego and Drogon obeyed the sheep thief's orders, and they took the sheep thief as their leader, which was the same as the nature of the leader among the human race, but they were more loyal to their leader than the human race.

A dragon's obedience to its leader was innate, an absolute obedience. Unless there was interference from the Dragon Horn and the Dragon Knight, it would be difficult to make the dragon completely turn against them like enemies.

Inside the dragon's cave, the giant dragon sheep thief's voice also came out again. Soon, a gust of hot wind spread outward from the cave entrance. Then, the giant dragon's ferocious golden-red dragon head stretched out from the dragon cave. It was obvious that something was also held in that huge dragon mouth.

People's attention was no longer on the old man Tiemei. All their attention was attracted by the dragon. On that little dot in the middle of the dragon's territory, and on the giant dragon sheep thief's dragon mouth that had just poked out of the dragon cave, unexpected surprises struck their hearts like arrows.

There was also a small guy in the sheep thief's dragon mouth, and the long, small tail was also dragging outside.

The sheep thief slowly walked out. As soon as she came out, Rego and Drogon's huge bodies immediately became small beasts. And the little dot in front of Rego's dragon mouth was almost invisible.

The sheep thief's dragon mouth lowered, lowered to the ground, opened, and a little guy rolled out of her mouth. It rolled on the ground. In the crowd's sudden and joyful 'ah' sound, another little guy rolled out of the dragon's mouth and crashed into his brother's small body. The two little dots fell together, making chirping sounds.

On the periphery of the dragon's territory, ecstasy surged in everyone's hearts, and joyful voices roared together. Whether it was the elders or the people, they couldn't restrain their excitement. The Zhuoren tribe's people were even more excited to the point of being unable to control themselves. This was their tribe's member, the little dragon of the Red Hand Demon Mountain.

The Zhuoren tribe's shepherds and the men and women who lived here specifically to serve the giant dragon's food all knew about Demon Mountain's plan to hatch a new dragon. Red Hand Demon Mountain hoped to establish a dragon army and bring the dragon era back to this world. Demon Mountain Red Hand opened up pastures and arranged for the people to live here, waiting for the sheep thief to return and serve her food, in the hope that the sheep thief could fulfill the wish of hatching a little dragon.

Three little dots, all with transparent wings, one red as fire, one golden-bright with black spots, and one golden-yellow with faint white stripes, three beautiful little guys, looked so fragile, yet so extremely cute.

"Heavens, send the message to King's Landing and let Demon Mountain Red Hand know. His wish has been answered by the gods. He has achieved the return of the dragon race," a voice said, trembling with excitement.

The old man Tiemei, supported by the Zhuoren tribe's people, came to the edge of the dragon's territory. He saw the three little dots. Still in pain all over, he forgot all the pain in his body. Excitement was like the most potent medicine, making the old man radiant and his eyes full of starlight.

The elders of the Mingyue Mountain Range's high mountain clans all had some mysterious means, not only could they heal the sick and save people, but they also knew some ancient and magical spells. The old man Tiemei himself also possessed such abilities. He woke up from his fainting, and with the help of the other three helping elders' spells and self-help, his life was no longer in danger.

If the black dragon's attack had been fatal, the old man Tiemei would have died beyond saving when he was in the air. If it were a young man, he would have gotten up after a fall, but the old man was old, and this fall almost took his life.

But the birth of the three little dragons made the elders and the Zhuoren tribe's people completely boil, and also made new power surge in the old man Tiemei's body. He came to the edge of the territory with the support of the crowd and saw with his own eyes the three little dots learning to walk on the ground.

The three little guys were like three kittens in size. Long necks, long tails, with almost no body except for the wings. Their cries were not metallic clanging sounds, but chirping sounds like small beasts.

No wonder the sheep thief and her two companions entered the dragon cave and never came out again. It turned out that they were hatching three little dragons. This was naturally the will of the gods. They made a clear response to the wish of the godson Demon Mountain: the birth of the three little dragons announced the official arrival of a brand new dragon era.

The sheep thief's ferocious dragon head raised up, looking at the people on the edge of the territory. She saw the old man Tiemei. The sheep thief had been with the old man Tiemei for fifty years. The look in her dragon eyes became gentle, and she let out a slight dragon's roar, as if she were talking to the old man.

"Tamara, quick, food," the old man Tiemei said. The sheep thief was still the old friend, the sheep thief still recognized him, and still greeted him, which filled the old man's heart with a sense of proud sacredness once again. This feeling was more effective than any medicine. The old man felt the power of life surging in his body, as if he had suddenly become twenty years younger.

Tamara and several people immediately put three roasted sheep on long wooden boards, and then pushed the wooden boards into the sheep thief's territory. The next moment, in the swirling wind, the sheep thief soared into the air, and the light of the entire sky suddenly dimmed. The giant dragon's wings opened, like a golden-red cloud covering the sky. When everyone instinctively crouched and shrank their heads, the giant dragon had already landed in front of them. The hot wind blew past, and the gliding giant dragon was like a moving small mountain peak, and everyone's eyes were dark again.

Whoosh!

The sheep thief grabbed a roasted sheep and threw it to Drogon. Drogon stretched his long neck straight, opened his dragon mouth and steadily caught the roasted sheep, then carefully placed it on the ground, stretched out a dragon claw and pressed down on the roasted sheep's body. The dragon mouth opened and tore off a small piece of mutton and placed it in front of the three little dots.

The three little dragons jumped up, chirping, their dragon mouths opened, revealing fine and dense teeth like bristles. The dragon claws stretched out, the sharp claws sank into the mutton. The pointed dragon mouths bit down and tore off a strip of roasted meat like a small caterpillar.

The roasted mutton, fragrant, soft, and fluffy, was easily torn off by the little dragons. Then they held it in their mouths and swallowed it down like little birds swallowing small caterpillars.

The sheep thief turned back after seeing the three little guys eating on the edge of the dragon's territory, and swallowed the entire roasted sheep on the wooden board. Perhaps she was too hungry. She didn't even chew or tear such a large fat sheep. The dragon mouth opened, surprisingly large. Everyone couldn't help but step back, away from the giant dragon. They were afraid that they would become the food in the giant dragon's mouth the next moment.

With a giant dragon in front of them, anyone would have a strong sense of crisis and oppression.

The old man Tiemei had been with the giant dragon for decades, bringing food to the giant dragon on time. He could easily withstand the pressure brought by the giant dragon. But all the other elders and their guards had retreated far away.

A dragon was not an ordinary beast. She was indeed very frightening; but precisely because she was not other beasts, but a tamed giant dragon, she would not attack the human race for no reason. As long as people didn't enter her territory, they wouldn't be attacked by the sheep thief. When people faced the sheep thief, they were actually several times safer than facing a wild wolf.

More roasted meat was carried over by the Zhuoren tribe's people. Tamara put the roasted sheep on clean wooden boards, and then pushed the wooden boards into the dragon's territory, allowing the giant dragon sheep thief to feed. The sheep thief swallowed the roasted sheep here, and behind her, in the middle of her territory, Rego and Drogon were like two little servants, patiently serving the three little dots to eat. People discovered that the two young dragons didn't eat at all.

A giant dragon mother and three newborn little dragons were constantly eating, while the two young dragons were like two extremely well-mannered gentlemen, not eating at all. Perhaps, there were manners in the dragon's rules.

Both the black dragon and Drogon were very gluttonous guys. Tamara and her partners knew this deeply.

Even for the human race with civilization and wisdom, it would be difficult for two young men who had been hungry for several days to resist eating and give food to three newborn babies and the children's mother first.

But the dragon, this magical creature, had their rules witnessed by a group of humans.

The well-informed elders of various tribes were all amazed.

The Zhuoren tribe's people also praised the dragon race's 'rules'!

If this were said, it would definitely be hard for people outside the world to believe.

"Aubrey, go quickly and release the raven to Demon Mountain Red Hand!" the old man Tiemei ordered.

"Yes, Elder."

Aubrey flew towards the pasture. In the several stone houses in the pasture, there were ravens that could transmit messages. Although Demon Mountain had become the king, in the hearts of the Zhuoren tribe's people, Demon Mountain was still their Red Hand.

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Late at night, Grand Scholar Qyburn had just rested in the Citadel when he heard the sound of bobobobo knocking on the window. The Citadel was very high. Qyburn's bedroom was on the fourth floor of the tower. No one could stand on the ground and knock on the window at least twenty meters above the ground, unless it was a raven delivering a message.

Thank you [Storm Xiaojiang] for the small reward, Xinyi, thank you, handshake!