Sicilian mainland, above the wooden houses of the Holy Lake.

At this time, it is already the tip of the tail of the tail in the warm season, and the flowers around the lake shore are quietly blooming, and the flowers are gone, scattered into mud and dust; The green leaves and weeds that were originally thick and dripping green gradually faded and brittle, intending to turn yellow.

The cold season is coming soon, and after exchanging dragon fruits with the beast tribe some time ago, Ao Ke of the South China Sea Dragon Clan and his party finally left the holy lake and went home satisfied.

Today is a rare good weather, the sun is shining and the wind is long.

The little tiger cub was working diligently, and he was busy bringing out all kinds of animal skin mattresses and large blankets, and putting them on the balcony railing, shaking and beating hard.

In the sun, fine dust and debris drifted everywhere.

"Hey, by the way, just shake it like this, shake off all the dust, and give it fluffy, and cover it in the cold season to be comfortable." The old priest pointed to Hittu slowly.

"Got it." Xitu works neatly with his hands and feet, and a half-grown tiger cub of his age has endless energy all over his body, just drying the bedding, and it is a trivial matter.

The priest of the tower was holding a glass of fruit wine, facing the sparkling wide holy lake, leisurely looking around, drinking the fruit wine without taking a sip.

With a "squeak", Ao Yang pushed the door out, holding the heavy animal skin robes of Qingzhe and Xitu in his hands, and put them on the railing one by one, meticulously beating them until they were soft and fluffy.

"Father, I'll dry my clothes myself." Xitu ran over embarrassedly and rushed to help, and the father and son worked happily.

Ao Yang's hand didn't stop, and he said disappreciatively: "It's just a good hand, take advantage of the good weather." ”

"Is mom and father asleep?" Xitu asked in a whisper.

"Well, I fell asleep shortly after drinking the medicinal soup." Ao Yang replied.

The old priest interjected slowly: "I see that he is also fast, don't always let him lie still, in a good weather like today, you have to help him out and walk more, so as not to lie down." ”

Ao Yang apologized: "Originally, I planned to do so, but Qing Zhe looked very sleepy and fell asleep after a while...... Later, when he wakes up, I'll take him out for a walk. ”

"Tsk~" The old priest shook his head and pouted: "Just remember, don't just care about spoiling your mate, it's not good for the cubs." ”

Ao Yang opened his mouth, a little embarrassed, and explained: "No, I listened to what you said." ”

"Hmph~" The old priest squinted at the big white dragon, squinted his eyes, and turned around to continue to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the holy lake.

The little tiger cub who entered the house to get things quickly poked his head out again and reminded, "Priest of the tower, the medicine is ready." ”

"Oh." The old priest turned his head and said, "I know, you should send them to them, and come back and tell me how they are." ”

The little tiger cub nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away!" After saying that, he went in energetically and busily, preparing to deliver medicine to a few people in the wooden house on the lakeshore.

Ao Yang quietly watched all this, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Ta Priest, Xitu will understand when he grows up." ”

"Hey, what do you understand, I'm just lazy." The old priest smiled wisely, not wanting to tell the truth.

But Ao Yang knows that he is a very upright dragon, and he is generally straightforward when he has something to say, and he doesn't want to hide it. Ao Yang slapped the animal skin and said softly:

"Although Xitu will not return to live in the tribe, he will always be from the Tiger Clan, and I can't change this, so that he can get along better with the orcs of the Beast Tribe, and it will be convenient for him in the future."

The old priest sighed leisurely and said open-mindedly: "Aren't all the people of the Sea Clan living in this Sicilian continent?" I've seen so many dragons, but that's it. What are you doing to the death? It's boring, it's boring. ”

****

The little tiger cub on the other side carefully poured all the medicinal juice into a few bamboo tubes, and then put the bamboo tubes into the basket, walked with the wind, walked briskly to the front door, went down to the wooden boat, fixed the bamboo basket, and began to row to the shore.

The boat was newly built by Ao Yang: larger, more elaborate in materials, and more rigorous in workmanship—although it still had a rough and clumsy appearance, typical of the rugged style of the dragon orcs.

During this time, the guardian dragon Kurohama of the Holy Lake and several of them have been wandering around.

On the grass in front of the old wooden house on the shore, the land orcs who had eaten the fruit were also basking in the sun, but their hands were not idle, some were washing medicine, some were sharpening bone knives, and some were cutting medicine.

Their health is getting better day by day, and the warriors of the beast tribe finally don't have to trouble Ao Yang every now and then.

With a dull "bang", the wooden boat docked, and Xitu jumped off the shore with a basket and quickly jumped ashore, turned around and anchored the boat on the stake on the shore.

Those land orcs saw it early in the morning, and they all stopped what they were doing, and smiled and talked around:

"Xitu is here again."

"Xitu is so diligent, thanks to you."

"How's your mother and father doing today?"

"How's the tower priest doing? Is it better? ”

It was nothing else to say, but as soon as he heard the greeting to the priest of the tower "sick body", he wanted to laugh a little, but he had to hold back desperately, and replied seriously: "I am nothing, I am idle anyway." My mother and father are fine today, they fell asleep after drinking the medicine, and the tower priest and he are also better, the wind is cold and cold, and it will be fine after a few days of rest. ”

- Really! Why did the priest lie and say he was sick? Actually, he wasn't sick at all, alas......

"Come on, Angkes, drink the medicine first, the priest of the tower commands that it must be on time." Xitu quickly diverted the topic and distributed the medicinal juice from a few bamboo tubes, and he immediately went to pick up several cut herbs piled up on the grass and put them in baskets.

After a few land orcs drank the medicine, they were not idle, and talked to Xitu enthusiastically.

"Oh, Xitu, when will your mother and father be born?"

"Do you know what will happen? In fact, the clansmen in the tribe still care about Qingzhe very much. ”

"A few days ago I saw your father helping him out and walking around, and I saw how he looked...... Tired, what did the priest of the tower say? ”

Similar to these questions, Xitu has been asked countless times, and he is familiar with dealing with them, and he replied in unison:

"The tower priest can't say for sure, because my mother and father don't know whether they are pregnant with a land cub or a sea tribe dragon, and the tower priest said don't be impatient, just obey the arrangement of the beast god."

"So?"

"If it's a land cub, you'll have to wait a while."

"Well, but if it's a dragon cub, it's not clear - hey, do you know the gestation of the Sea Clan?"

The little tiger cub shook his head, "I don't know, the tower priest told me not to ask these questions all the time, because the mother and father were a little nervous. ”

One of the land orcs sighed, "Of course, there is no female in our beast tribe to bond with dragons, and we are also very curious." ”

"It's okay, won't you know when the time comes?" "No matter what my mother and father are, they are all my siblings." ”

A group of terrestrial orcs who have successfully transformed their bodies...... Well, it's now called a modified female by the beast tribe. Their choices were due to a variety of practical reasons: although they were born males, they were in extremely poor health, unable to enter the jungle to hunt or find a mate, and the tribe was unable to support idlers, and in desperation, they were successfully persuaded by the tower priests.

Not to mention, after successfully becoming transformed females, they secretly felt that their decision was right - there were few females in the beast tribe, and there were more orcs who couldn't find a mate, so even if they were transformed females, many orcs were eager to try and began to frequently run to the holy lake to visit them.

Alas, no matter how one lives, no one wants to start a family, and it is terrible to die alone on the Sicilian continent.

Therefore, after a few reformed females talked to Xitu for a long time, one of them finally mustered up the courage to ask:

"Xitu, when will your mermaid Uncle Jimo come? If he's coming, you must let us know, we're looking for him! ”

The little tiger cub scratched his head and said honestly: "I really don't know this, Uncle Ji, they have been very busy recently, and they will come to the Holy Lake when they are free." ”

"But he's coming, isn't he?" The transformed female nervously asked.

The little tiger cub nodded without hesitation, "It's definitely coming, it's just that the time is uncertain." ”

"Alas, then, what if we wait for Ji Mo to come, and we go back to the tribe?"

A group of reformed females are worried and worried, and urgently need to be enlightened by the authority of the sea merfolk.

"Uh~" The little tiger cub blinked his eyes and asked cautiously, "What is the matter with you in a hurry to find Uncle Ji?" I can help tell you, even if you go back to the tribe, I'll tell you again. ”

Several transformed females immediately refused, shook their heads and waved their hands in embarrassment, and said with difficulty: "No! No more! We have to talk to Ji Mo in person, and I really hope that he will come to the Holy Lake as soon as possible. ”

"Okay, okay. When Uncle Ji comes, if you are still in the Holy Lake, I will tell you. "After all, Xitu is a little tiger cub living in the Holy Lake, and he has not yet learned about certain things, so he can only promise like this.

*****

In the morning, the little tiger cub was diligent in helping the family with things, but in the afternoon, Ao Yang firmly kicked the child out to play, and said: There is nothing to do at home, you go out to play, go and catch a few fish and come back to eat.

Originally, this arrangement was the happiest for him, because he liked to row on the lake and play crazy with Kurohama and a few other dragons.

However, in the past few days of rowing and chasing frolic, Xitu has encountered some distressing things.

The guardian dragon of the holy lake, Kurohama, and a few of them teamed up to push the little tiger cub's boat to the center of the lake, mysteriously and awkwardly around the boat, their eyes dodging and wandering, and they looked embarrassed to speak.

"Oh, what's wrong? Something to say. Seetu sat in the cabin, bewildered and confused.

A few dragons chattered for a long time, and finally it was Kurohama who asked:

"Hey, Xitu, what did Wen and the others do today?"

"Wen and them" refers to a few modified females living in wooden huts on the shore.

Xitu shook the oars and told the truth: "Oh, Wen and Angke are still the same, just to help the tower priest deal with the herbs." ”

"Are they all cured?" Kurohama asked with concern.

Xitu nodded, and replied with relief: "It's almost good, the tower priest said that they are recovering very well, and they will soon be able to return to the tribe to live." ”

"What?!"

"How does this work?"

"I can't let them go back!"

The Guardian Dragon of the Sacred Lake immediately exploded, shouting loudly with excitement. 166 Reading Network