Deep in the Bright Moon Mountains, the Cloud Mountains.

It is said to be Yunwu Mountain, but in fact, it is not cold under the mountain, it is the mild season of autumn. From the bottom of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, there is not a trace of clouds and mist. The clouds are so thick that they are halfway up the mountain, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the thick snow and ice cover the mountain range, which has not melted once in thousands of years.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a huge cave where the sheep thief and her master Castor live in seclusion.

There is a black area with a radius of hundreds of meters outside the entrance of the Dragon's Cave, and in this area, the huge mountain rocks have become fluid, which is the result of Long Yan. This is the Dragon's Domain, where dragon sheep thieves live, and any life that enters this area is considered to have violated her territory.

Dragons have a strong sense of territory.

Even the Red Hand Charm, the old leader of the Scorching Minister who had been with the sheep thieves for more than fifty years, did not dare to enter the territory of the sheep thieves easily.

The autumn sun was good, and the dragon sheep thief did not appear on her territory, nor did he see her two young dragons.

At the edge of the dragon's territory, the elders of the Red Hand Charm and the various tribes of the Bright Moon Mountain Range were cautious, not daring to step into the dragon's territory for half a step.

There are more than forty aboriginal tribes in the Mingyue Mountain Range, and the Burning People Department is one of them. The Red Hand of the Scorching Ministry is the Magic Mountain that has now become the king of Westeros, and the original old leader Red Hand is the old man in front of him. His son, One-Eyed Ti Mei, became one of the three captains of the Red Hand's personal guard battalion in the Magic Mountain.

On the hillside below, in a huge pasture, dozens of people from the Scorching People were grazing their cattle and sheep. In the forest, the remaining hunters of the Mingyue Mountain Tribe were hunting. The dragon sheep thief likes to eat sheep, all kinds of sheep, but her two friends like to eat other beasts besides sheep. In order to please the two young dragons brought back by the sheep stealing, the indigenous tribes of the Bright Moon Mountains sent tribal hunters to hunt wild beasts in the forest.

The sheep thief has two homes, one of which is to follow the Magic Mountain, where the Magic Mountain goes, her home will go, and the other fixed home is the dragon's lair on the Cloud Mountain, which is her hometown. Whether it's in time of war or peace, the sheep thief comes back here when she has time, sometimes with the Magic Mountain, sometimes by herself. In order to let the sheep thief develop a strong dependence on the unique delicacy and absolute irreplaceability, the magic mountain specially arranged to open up a pasture here, and sent the people of the Scorching Department to graze and live here, no matter when the sheep thief returns, she can eat her favorite roast sheep.

The Magic Mountain is not the dragon knight of the sheep thief, but when he grabs the stomach of the sheep thief, he captures the heart of the sheep thief. After many battles with the sheep thief, except that he couldn't let the sheep thief bow down on the dragon's back, the actual relationship between the magic mountain and the sheep thief is the relationship between the dragon knight and the dragon.

Even if the sheep thief is not in the dragon's lair in Yunwu Mountain, under the slopes here, in the pastures and houses built, there are still more than a hundred people of the Scorching People's tribe and batches of old sheep, young sheep, young sheep and young sheep, and sheep boys.

In order to breed a giant dragon, Magic Mountain exhausted his thoughts, and he relied on food to completely conquer the dragon sheep thief.

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"Timei, what should we do now?" asked the Elder Painted Dog cautiously.

"I'm going to go in and put the roast sheep at the mouth of the dragon's cave. The red hand charmer said.

"Elder, the Red Hand of the Magic Mountain is not here, and none of us can communicate with the sheep thief through the dragon language. The two dragons she brought back are still very wary of us, and the black dragon in them has a violent personality, and I am afraid that it will be dangerous for you to approach the dragon cave...... Maybe...... We can cut the roast sheep open and throw it towards the hole. The sheep thief and her companions will smell the barbecue and take it for themselves. A Scorching Department woman said. Her name is Tamara, and she is the female affairs officer who is ordered by the Magic Mountain to be in charge of barbecuing food for the sheep thieves to eat. She is in charge of fifty female people.

"But this distance is too far. Elder Black-Ear said. Minister Zier is an old woman, and her daughter is a female general under the Magic Mountain—the little devil named her the little beauty Zira—and she likes to cut off the ears of her enemies and make a necklace to hang around her neck.

"The sheep thief is a noble dragon, and the food thrown on the ground is not respectful to her, and the food stained with too much stone dust may make her angry. The red hand charmer said.

Since the dragon flew out of the dragon's lair and reappeared and fought in this world, it has become the supreme glory of the more than forty tribes in the Bright Moon Mountain Range. When the Demon Mountain became the leader of the Scorching Tribe, and brought most of the warriors and people of the Bright Moon Mountain Range to the west to live a good life with real land, the Demon Mountain and the Dragon became the highest glory for the only remaining elders and tribal people of the Bright Moon Mountain Range. In their minds, apart from the gods they believed in, there was nothing higher than the status of the dragon and the magic mountain.

When the dragon flew over the mountains with two juvenile dragons with a dragon roar, the tribes and natives of the entire mountain range knew that 'their dragon' had returned home, and they were very happy and excited. The supreme dragon, the mighty and invincible king, who regards the dragon and the king as their own people.

Soon, however, bad news came out of the people of the Scorching Tribe, who were grazing goats, that the dragon thief had returned home with two young dragons and entered the dragon's cave, and did not come out to fetch food on the first day, nor did he appear on the second day, and on the third day, no dragon had ever come out of the dragon's den.

The news quickly spread throughout the mountains, and the elders of the various aborigines could not sit still, and they came here with the Red Hand Charm of the Scorching Tribe, worried that something bad would happen to the dragon.

And this time, the Red Hand of the Magic Mountain did not come with the dragon.

The elders were of course led by the Red Hand Charm, who had been feeding sheep thieves for more than fifty years, and he knew how to deal with dragons. Although Tamara, who was responsible for providing food for the dragon, was anxious, she could only wander around the outer edge of the dragon domain for several days, and could not enter the dragon's territory.

Without the Red Hand of the Magic Mountain here, the dragon territory, even Tamara, who had fed her, did not dare to take half a step.

Behind Tamara, six tall and sturdy men from the Scorching Division carried three roasted goats. The smell of the barbecue made the elders swallow secretly. These delicious foods for dragons are more expensive than their usual barbecues, and the snow salt and spices are mouth-watering. A lot of high-grade spices were transported from the distant eastern giant city of Quells, and even the nobles of the outside world could not easily obtain them.

"Timei, these three dragons have been in the dragon cave for several days and have not come out again?You have been with the dragon for more than fifty years, don't you know why?" said the Elder of the Moon People.

"Every time the sheep thief comes back, he doesn't come out of the cave to eat for days in a row. She's a glutton. I fed her for more than fifty years, and she had no strength to resist food. Give me food. The old man said.

"Be careful!" said the Elder Painted Dog.

"You came in alone, can you take this roast lamb?" said the Elder Blackear.

It took some effort for the red hand to come up to this halfway mountain, and he was very old. But from the old man's point of view, he was still strong.

"Cut it in half. The red hand charmer said.

So, one of the smallest roast sheep would cut open, and Timei held the roast sheep in his hands to his chest, and the hot grease wet his shirt, but he didn't care.

The dragon and her two friends didn't come out for days, which was disturbing.

The Red Hand of the Magic Mountain is not here, and the Red Hand of Ti Mei must take on this responsibility.

The burning of the scorching part means not being afraid of fire. When the people of the Scorching Division are enemies of other tribesmen, what makes them the most fearful is that the people of the Scorching Division are warriors who dare to harm themselves. His son Timei, in order to prove his courage during the coming-of-age ceremony, gouged out his left eye and threw it into the fire, and then he became the one-eyed Timei, the youngest tribal red hand.

Once the old man has made a decision, he will not be afraid.

Several of his wives were still waiting in the tribe's stone house for him to return safely.

As soon as he stepped into this black area that could never be violated—this area was burned black by Long Yan, and the boulders were all fluidized—a sense of sacredness rose in the old man's heart, and he had no fear. In the worried eyes of everyone, he walked very steadily.

Behind them, many of the women of the Scorching Division reached out to cover their mouths, the men clenched their fists nervously, and the elders held their breath and almost stopped breathing.

Only the old man Ti Mei became more and more proud, and he even felt that if he was burned to death by Long Yan, it must be the most glorious way to die. He will be remembered by his own tribesmen, and he will inevitably become the pride of the Alpine clan of the Bright Moon Mountain Range.

"Sheep thief. Halfway through, the old man finally stopped. The closer he got to the huge black cavern, the more an invisible oppression prevented him from approaching. The old man walked faster in the excitement, which also caused his physical strength to be consumed quickly, there were beads of sweat on his back, and the huge sense of sacredness was also an invisible oppression, which put his mind and soul under great pressure.

He called out the name of the sheep thief in the dragon language.

Simple dragon language, such as the name and the high Valyrian pronunciation of eating and flying, was spoken many times by the old man Ti Mei of the Magic Mountain. Now that he came in handy, no one could have imagined that one day he would also communicate with the sheep thief in person in dragon language. Moreover, he entered the dragon's territory and stood in the center.

There seemed to be a voice in the depths of the dragon's cave that made the old man even more nervous: "Eat!" he shouted the word in dragon language.

Outside the territory, there was a large circle of people, old people and young people, men and women, everyone stopped breathing and opened their mouths nervously. Dragons, supreme magical creatures, sacrosanct, are not dragon knights, and no one can enter their territory.

Is the Red Hand Charm Old Man in danger?

The dragon never came out of the dragon's den, were they in danger, or was it some other unknown reason?

No one knows the outcome!

They could only hold their breath and wait.

I don't know how long it took, maybe hundreds of years had passed, maybe it was a heartbeat, and there was a sound from inside the hole, and then, a wind blew out of the hole, hot wind.

The hot wind blew the old man's clothes and hair, and his back involuntarily arched, which was an instinctive defense that was tense to the extreme, a spontaneous reaction of his body.

The hot wind became stronger, and in the next moment, a black and shiny hideous dragon head poked out of the hole, and the pair of dazzling dragon eyes like black gems locked on the red hand charm, and a very threatening dragon roar sounded, the voice was very soft, but full of murderous aura.

Someone has entered the territory of the boss sheep thief, which is intolerable to the irascible black dragon Zhuo Geng.

The black dragon is an extremely dangerous male dragon with a violent personality. Dragons are born to fight, and they are proud.

If you are not a dragon knight, how can you enter the absolute territory of the boss?!

A red light lit up at Zhuogen's neck, and the red light penetrated through the skin, like a torch behind a tissue paper.

The old man Ti Mei was frozen by an invisible huge force, he was dumbfounded, and watched the black dragon Zhuo Geng rush out of the hole, the hideous dragon head was in front of him, a pair of dragon eyes were full of flashing dazzling light, like the edge of a sharp sword, the dragon's mouth opened, and a black and red fireball burned in his throat......

"Sheep thief, eat!" said the old man, Ti Mei, who heard an unfamiliar voice in an alarming voice. It was his own voice, but he didn't know it. Under extreme nervousness and confusion, the old man Ti Mei let out a cry. He spent decades with the sheep thief, fed, and he regarded her as his own child. Although the sense of sacredness in the territory made the old man willing to die in Long Yan, but when the real Long Yan came, he found that he didn't want to die.

A dragon groan came from the dragon cave, almost synchronized with the old man's shout, it was a majestic and highly recognizable dragon groan, it was the dragon chant of the sheep thief.

Rumble!

The black dragon Zhuogen's fireball erupted, swept past the old man's side, and crashed into a fluid-like boulder, the fireball exploded, and the flames swept through the boulder like flowing water.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, the roast sheep in the old man's arms fell to the ground.

At the moment when the black dragon spewed out a fireball, the dragon's head swung slightly, and the fireball deviated from the target, allowing the old man to escape.

Outside the dragon territory, everyone was stunned and breathed suffocating. Tamara's face was horribly pale, as if she had been seriously ill.

The black dragon's head swing was obvious, and it was most likely affected by the sound of the dragon's groan in the dragon cave.

Perhaps, the old man Ti Mei was the only strange man who stood in front of a grumpy dragon and escaped.

Indeed, it was the sheep thief in the dragon's cave who uttered a dragon groan, ordering her younger brother not to kill the Terrans who had fed her for fifty years.

Dragons are the highest magical creatures, and they are more human and highly intelligent.

The black dragon turned around and let out a dragon groan into the dragon cave. In the dragon cave, the sound of the dragon's groan also came out at the right time, this time in addition to the majestic dragon groan just now, there was another Qingyue dragon groan.

The three dragon moans were intertwined, causing the onlookers outside the dragon territory to look at each other, completely uncomprehending.

The old man Ti Mei stood on the spot, not knowing whether he should leave or what to do, he had heard of the irritable and difficult nature of this black dragon. Many of the people of the Scorching Tribe, even if the Demon Mountain himself is here, if they are not careful, they will be burned by the hot dragon breath of this black dragon, or slapped away by his dragon claws. Some of the unlucky people seem to be the little toys he brings to be happy. However, the magic mountain is here, and the black dragon has never killed anyone. The people he bullied were all slightly wounded.

Echoing through the sound of several dragon moans on the hillside, the black dragon turned around, flicked its tail, and pumped it on the old man's body. As if he had been jerked in the distance by an invisible rope, the old man sent him flying into the air, drawing a high parabola and falling down the hillside on the outskirts of the dragon's realm......