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Tyrande was about to call Simon with joy, but saw Simon turn his head and look around. Tyrande instinctively leaned behind the big tree beside him for some reason, and hid. After realizing what she had done, Tyrande became embarrassed again, her fingers gently grasping the bark, and she felt sorry for herself, "Tyrande, what are you doing?" What is there to hide? Alright now...... Isn't it embarrassing to go out again? ”

Tyrande hesitated, and Simon looked around again, making sure there was no one, and left the road in a flash, walking into the woods.

Why did you leave the road?

Tyrande was stunned for a moment, but hurriedly followed behind secretly.

"It doesn't matter here, there's definitely no one left. It's almost dawn, and it's time for the Night Elves to sleep......" Simon stopped and stretched out in a large clearing in the middle of the forest. "It's going to be tiring if you have to walk back."

A blinding flash of magic flashed, and Simon's figure vanished, and Tyrande's eyes reflected a massive golden dragon. She hurriedly covered her mouth and pressed down her exclamation.

Simon the dragon stretched his wings, flapped twice in satisfaction, and one sped away towards the sky.

Tyrande leaned blankly against the trunk of the tree, staring at the dragon's distant figure, unable to utter a word.

After a long time, the sky had turned white, and the figure of the dragon had long since disappeared, and she retracted her gaze and slowly walked back to the tree dwelling.

Seeing her dejected appearance, Rasuni worried, "What's wrong with you, Tyrande?" Didn't catch up with Simon? ”

"Ah, yes, I didn't catch up." Tyrande grinned reluctantly. "But it's fine."

"Well, the next time I see him, I'll condemn him. It's so unbelievable to make our lovely Tyrande sad. Rasuni half-jokingly.

"Not like you say. I'll go to bed first. Tyrande only felt that he could not hold back his smile, and hurried upstairs.

As soon as he entered the room and closed the door, Tyrande saw that his little Nightblade Leopard was still sleeping soundly on the bed. Seeing his beloved pet, Tyrande smiled from the bottom of his heart. She climbed into bed lightly, lay down next to the Nightblade Leopard, and reached out to touch the Nightblade's little head.

Nightblade Leopard was already familiar with her, smelling Tyrande, and the little thing arched its head under her hand without opening its eyes, and then snorted and licked her cheek with its tongue.

The warm kiss made Tyrande feel much better. Just looking at the little Nightblade Leopard, she couldn't help but think of Simon again.

Speaking of which, this Nightblade Leopard was also blessed by him.

"In his eyes, he probably looks at me like I look at you, a little thing that hasn't grown up." She said softly—like to Nightblade Leopard, and like to herself. "He's not a Night Elf......"

Is it a dragon......

Even in the face of the Nightblade Leopard, the cautious Tyrande did not tell the secret.

"Probably ...... We won't see each other again. Tyrande muttered to himself, suddenly sobbing softly. I don't even say goodbye, it's really, a very annoying person......"

The sound of her sobbing affected the little Nightblade Leopard. Nightblade Leopard opened his eyes blankly, and when he saw Tyrande's tears, he leaned over and licked her tears in a flattering and comforting manner.

"I'm sorry to worry you!" Tyrande hurriedly wiped away his tears and said in a weak heart: "I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly feel very sad." Probably because I feel ignored. Yes, I'm sad because he's so rude. ”

Her gaze wandered around, and suddenly landed on the delicate and cute doll beside her. Obviously, she liked it before, but now she suddenly wants to throw it away. Tyrande picked up the doll and tried to throw it away, but eventually withdrew his hand and took the doll in his arms.

Like dolls or something, are they just children? Tyrande pursed his lips unconvinced.

She hugged the little Nightblade Leopard and kissed it.

"Grow up quickly, little thing."

The Nightblade Leopard let out a milky cry, as if he understood her words.

Tyrande smiled and said softly, "I'll grow up too." Hmph......"

However, even if you grow up, it won't be of much use. That man is a dragon......

With an inexplicable thought, Tyrande fell asleep in a daze.

The source of Tyrande's distraction was jubilantly flying in the air at this time.

"I'm going to fly higher~Fly higher~~~~"

Simon hummed a minor tune and landed happily towards the Blue Wing perch.

On the periphery of the Blue Wing habitat is a lake where many young dragons are frolicking. A blue-haired Night Elf woman by the lake was tending to them in a bored daze, her long fingers tugging at her blue braids. Hearing the sound of wings flapping, she raised her head and smiled in surprise on her expressionless face.

She happily flicked the braid in her hand behind her and stood up happily. "Simondom, you're back?"

"Well, Tina Gosa, I'm back." Simon was also very happy, and as soon as he returned, he saw a familiar person. "Is my friend coming?"

Tina Gosa nodded. "A few days ago,"

Simon's eyes lit up and he said eagerly, "What about people?" Where is it? ”

Tina Gosa hesitated a little, thought about it and told Simon the truth: "Chromie doesn't know what to say to his father, and his father seems to be very unhappy. ”

"Oh, that'...... There's another girl, is it coming? "Thinking about Chromie's urine, Simon is not at all surprised that she would offend the old blue dragon. But he didn't want to care about what the two dragons were arguing about, just about whether Narimi, who was with Chromie, was affected by the pond fish.

Before Tina Gossa could speak, she heard the sound of Narimi jumping behind them. "Simon!!"

Simon turned around and was pounced on by a woman in the appearance of a Night Elf.

"Narimi?" Simon shouted in disbelief.

"Hmm!" Narimi lifted her face. She realized that her behavior was really a little excited, and hurriedly let go of Simon, and squirmed: "This look is a little unaccustomed, isn't it not good-looking?" ”

Naremi's face was vaguely recognizable to the Blood Elf, but her long blond hair was changed to a greenish and yellowish color in order not to look obtrusive, a bit like the color of the leaves that would wither in autumn.

Looking at Naremi's worried face, Simon didn't know how to answer. Anyway, when a woman asks you if you look good, look at it attentively for a while, and then look her in the eye and say it's beautiful.

"It's beautiful. No worse than the original. Simon replied with a sincere face.

Listening to his answer, Narimi lowered her head in satisfaction.

Tina Gosa's heart was inexplicably a little irritable.