"My son!"

Two red dragons with a wingspan of tens of meters fell from the high cave, looking at Jon, who was charred and blackened, his red eyes full of anger.

The red dragon Jon, who had a wingspan of more than 20 meters, seemed to have just rolled through the fireball, his whole body was burned black, his skin was open, his flesh was open, it was quite miserable, and his breath was also very weak.

"Jon, you tell Mother, who did this? How dare you do such a poisonous thing! The she-dragon gently brushed her wings against the wounds on Jossen's body, her anger almost condensed, and red flames lit up on her body.

The male dragon on the side was also angry and said: "Someone dares to do this to the son of the red dragon Qiao Sen, tell my father who that guy is, I will definitely tear him to pieces!" Reclaim the treasure chest for you! ”

Angry roars echoed through the empty cave, and even the rocks trembled slightly.

"Yes...... It's a half-elf of four or five years old! Jon said with a look of shame.

"Huh?"

The expressions of the two red dragons froze instantly, and they felt as if they had misheard something.

"Jon, who did you say hit you?" Red Dragon Qiao Sen asked in a deep voice.

Jon looked at Josson, thinking that he had been beaten like this by a four- or five-year-old half-elf, and his heart was also a little ashamed.

But when he thought that the treasure chest he had just obtained from his father had been lost, he was full of unwillingness, and he had to make those two little ghosts pay the price in order to get rid of the resentment in his heart, and responded: "In the chaotic city, a restaurant called McMie's Restaurant was beaten by a four- or five-year-old half-elf. ”

The cave suddenly became quiet.

"You're saying that you, a venerable red dragon who had just had a coming-of-age ceremony, were made to look like this by a four-year-old half-elf? And the treasure chest was robbed? There was a faint anger building in Jossen's eyes.

"Father, I ......" Jon's eyes showed a hint of fear, and he subconsciously moved closer in the direction of the she-dragon.

"Enough! Qiao Sen, you have the ability to use the half-elf mongrel who hurt my son, it must be that little bastard who has made some bad moves, otherwise with my son's intelligence and strength, how could he be hurt by her! The she-dragon snarled in front of Jon and roared.

"Yes, not just a half-elf, but a bunch of lava trolls, they beat me like that, there are so many of them, otherwise I would have defeated them all." Jon nodded busily.

Qiao Sen was frightened and trembled by the female dragon's roar, glanced at Jon, and nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely not give up on this matter, I want to see that a group of lava demons dare not take my red dragon clan in their eyes, and they must be made to pay." ”

"Tomorrow I'll go with you, and I'm going to eat that little bastard alive to avenge my son's wounds!" The female dragon gritted her teeth.

……

The story of Amy burning the dragon soon became a topic of small talk among the guests in line, and the sight of a cute little Amy, who slaps a five-meter-tall dragon with a mage's staff, and then chases after a fireball, is very shocking in itself.

"Actually, you also overlooked a very important point, before smashing the dragon, the little boss also cast a spell on it, a short-term imprisoning magic, so the dragon didn't have time to react the whole time." A mage from the Grey Temple said with a smile.

"Oh? What kind of imprisoning magic is that? Everyone looked at the magician curiously, the magician of the Gray Temple was not easy to see in normal times, but it was often seen in the team outside the Maimie restaurant.

"If I'm not mistaken, it could be the Extreme Cold Realm, although it only lasted for a very short time, but it's certain that it's not an ordinary freezing technique." The magician said with a smile.

"Isn't the realm only accessible to high-level magicians? Is the little boss already a high-level magician? A young man exclaimed, causing quite a commotion.

A four-year-old high-level magician, this world is too crazy, right?

"It shouldn't be, judging from the power of the fireball technique, the strength of the little boss should still be level five, and the extremely cold realm that lasts for a very short time is very likely to be the talent of the little boss is too amazing, and he comprehended it in advance." The mage of the Grey Temple shook his head.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, if it was a fifth-level magician, although it was equally shocking, it was at least slightly easier to accept.

"But anyway, the youngest dragon slayer warrior was almost born yesterday, which seems to be much earlier than Lord Alex back then, right?"

"Yes, Lord Alex is back, the little boss is like a rising star, and I feel like the world is going to become more and more interesting because of these two people."

"I just don't know what kind of scene it will be if Lord Alex meets the little boss in the future, a strongest knight, against a magician who is both close combat and long-range attack, just thinking about it makes my blood boil."

The guests were discussing with some eagerness.

Pushing her bicycle out of the house, McGonagall was about to take Amy to school when she heard the conversation between the guests, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "If we meet, there is probably no more harmonious scene than this, right?" ”

"Father, are they talking about Alex-sama as a very powerful person? It seems like you hear a lot of people talking about him every day, huh? Sitting on the back seat of the bike, Amy asked curiously.

"yes, he's a very good guy." McGonagall smiled and nodded, probably can't find a second person so powerful in the world, right?

Amy's eyes lit up, and she nodded her little head and said, "Even my father said so, then he must be a person as powerful as my father, and when Amy grows up, he will become a person like him." ”

"Okay, my father will accompany Xiaomi." McGonagall smiled and nodded, the little one's mouth was so sweet.

When Amy was sent to school, many students stared at McGonagall, and some students muttered, "Look, he's the uncle who is super fragrant on the roast beef skewers, the invincible Hot Wheels king - Amy's father!" ”

Although McGonagall was a little weak to complain about her and Amy's strange prefixes, it seemed that the roast beef skewers on the day of the parent-teacher conference were indeed his Meng Lang, and they were too impressed by the students.

On the way back to the restaurant, McGonagall saw the Restaurant Association's countdown bulletin board standing in the plaza, '10 days until the new food leaderboard is released!' ’

"I don't know if the mysterious taster has ever eaten at the restaurant." McGonagall muttered and continued her ride toward the restaurant.

……

At noon, McMie's restaurant was still a few minutes away from opening, and there was a long queue of hundreds of people at the door.

"Whoever beat my son smashed, come out quickly and die!"

An angry voice exploded like thunder, accompanied by a dragon's roar.

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