The Christmas Festival is a grand festival that only occurs once in hundreds of years for the dragon clan, after all, in the dragon domain, where the ratio of male to female is strictly out of balance, the authoritative female dragon means that the dragon egg is not so easy to bring. It's good to have one in a hundred years, and this time it's just three hundred years to get three dragon eggs. Qi Xiu was not interested in why he had to gather three dragon eggs before starting the sacrificial ceremony, he was interested in why only three dragon nests were built in the huge egg incubation array, and not one more for thousands of years.

Dragons love all celebrations, and it can be said that if there is a bubble party leaderboard, dragons can definitely beat humans and orcs and rank first.

Today's streets are full of people, bustling crowds crowding the streets, and sturdy humanoid bodies fill the wide roads, rubbing shoulders and having fun. The sound of cheers and music resounded throughout the night sky of the Dragon Domain. The game got out of control, and from time to time there were all kinds of humanoid dragons taking off, rushing to the sky, dancing like crazy, and coldly dropping a few pieces of torn clothes.

"Sixius, let's go there." Del looked through the crowd and stared at the barbecue grill opposite, on which many golden skewers were grilled, and the shiny fat was falling down the burnt skin, and the air was mixed with the fragrance of passion fruit and lemon peel. It smells so good, and a sprinkle of some of his favorite cumin would be perfect, Del thought excitedly.

Qi Xiu didn't move, just replied, "You go" and stayed in place, looking at it and not knowing if he heard his response, Del, who plunged into the crowd, disappeared from sight in an instant.

Qi Xiu came to a corner, bent his knees against the wall, his long body bowed slightly, his back leaned slightly against the wall, one arm rested on his thigh at will, his side neck looked out, his eyes were squinted lazily, the faint light slanted over half of his legs, and the darkness shrouded his flat expression, perfectly hidden in the noise.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked sideways upwards, and on the top floor of the palace in the distance, half of his figure was exposed to the light, and his black back was still unmoving, as if he was staring at something intently.

With a flicker, he disappeared into place and came to the back of the top floor.

Qi Xiu stood behind the dome on the top of the building, his whole body hidden in the shadows, looking at the man standing on the edge of the top floor in front of him.

It's as quiet as an ancient statue on the top floor.

In the distance, the sparks that exploded in the night sky poured out golden water in the starry sky covered with gems. The wind was blowing from behind him, and the desert there was continuous, Qi Xiu closed his eyes and sniffed the smell of blood in the wind, with a desperate coolness, a very comfortable taste.

"The wind is blowing," Qi Xiu muttered, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The fireworks in the night sky became more brilliant, the rapid cheers stopped, the familiar chanting sounded, and the celebration below seemed to finally usher in the final part.

Suddenly, the figure in front of him spread its giant dragon wings and flew into the distance.

Qi Xiu thought about it, and followed silently.

A satin-like canopy, two figures glided over the houses, one after the other.

The figure in front of him was getting faster and faster, Qi Xiu gradually struggled, and his speed slowed down, he found that when he slowed down, the front would also slow down, and the distance between the two of them had been controlled between 100 meters.

Finally, they descended in a clearing, guessing that the man in front of them must have known about his tracking, Qi Xiu simply followed him openly, wantonly increasing his sense of existence, without concealing it.

The place under his feet is the West Demon Forest outside the Dragon City, which is equivalent to the back garden of the Dragon Clan, far away from the Red Demon Beasts in the north, and the enchantment wall is thick, which is safer than the palace in the center of the Dragon City.

As soon as he landed, the man quickly entered the forest. Qi Xiu followed unhurriedly behind, watching the man lead him all the way to a lake.

The lake was large, one-third larger than the body of an adult dragon, surrounded by giant trees, and the moonlight shone on the surface of the lake, sparkling.

This is...... Sacred Lake.

The Holy Lake, the source of the power of the Dragon Domain, the "mother" of the Dragon Clan, and the core power of the Dragon Clan all come from here.

What did he bring him here for...... Only the patriarch and the three elders are allowed to enter here, what the hell do you want, Arthur?

Even though the two of them stood side by side, they did not communicate at all, and the two of them just looked at the calm lake quietly.

The dragon's roar outside became more and more intense, and the screams and cheers could still be heard from so far away.

The screams continued, and ripples began to appear on the surface of the lake, and slowly three whirlpools appeared, and three circular tops emerged from the water, and they were three dragon eggs of different colors.

Suddenly, a dragon egg all jumped out of the water and flew towards Qi Xiu, he frowned, didn't take it, let the dragon egg hit his chest, and then bounced to the ground, after a while, there was a rattling and breaking sound, a pair of tender claws clutched the edge of the eggshell crack, the opening became bigger and bigger, Qi Xiu stared indifferently at a long thing full of viscous liquid crawling out of the shell on the ground, slightly disgusted.

The eyelids of the young dragon are like a thick layer of paste, which cannot be opened, and the outer body is covered with pale yellow body fluid. He could only rely on the first smell to discern which direction his "mother" was.

Qi Xiu, who obviously didn't know that he had been recognized as his mother, glanced at the "big bug" that was crawling on his trouser leg a few times, and shook his foot, making the baby dragon stick closer to Qi Xiu's trouser leg.

Qi Xiu looked up to his side and found that it was empty, the man didn't know when he left, the lake was calm, and the other two dragon eggs in the lake didn't know whether they sank or were taken away by the man.

As if feeling that his "mother" was ignoring him, the baby dragon hugged Qi Xiu's ankle and let out a tender cry at him, indicating that he was hungry.

Qi Xiu looked down at the young dragon at his feet, thoughtfully, and then pulled the young dragon off his trouser leg without gentleness, and hung his tail in the air, watching him hang his little head in the air.

The result of the protagonist's opening and hanging.

Qi Xiu picked up the eggshells scattered on the ground and handed them to the young dragon's mouth, and the baby young dragon ate his own food upside down with difficulty, and finally ate the food, and seemed to be in a good mood.

He flicked the head of the young dragon who was eating happily, and his eyes showed a bit of teasing, is this to ask him to ride a dragon in the future, what is so special about you.

Qi Xiu doesn't believe that things that come to you on their own initiative for no reason will have no purpose.

That man, interesting.

Qi Xiu glanced at the calm lake, stuffed the young dragon into his pocket, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

After he left, a human figure made of water rose from the surface of the lake, with a vague face, and only stayed on the surface of the water for a moment before sinking into the water.