It's a valley where jingling mountain springs cascade down to a clear lake below, and the drops of water shine in the sun.

Next to the lake, there is a lush lawn with lush greenery.

In the middle of the lake, there are miniature dragons and hack dragons swaying gracefully in the water.

Several mini-dragons played around a hack dragon that was supposed to be its mother, and their long tails splashed and splashed.

On the grass next to the lake, three aggressive single-headed dragons, with the smile of a bad boy, surrounded a shivering and curled up slimy treasure (slippery worm).

From time to time, the three single-headed dragons stepped forward and hit Sticky Treasure with their heads, or opened their mouths to bite Sticky Treasure, so that Sticky Treasure could only shrink in the corner in fear.

At this time, three more Heart Scale Treasures ran out from the depths of the valley, and the Heart Scale Treasures, who were born with a strong sense of justice, saw this scene and immediately rushed forward, protecting the Sticky Treasure behind them, and then confronted the three single-headed dragons.

On the high hillside, a spirited baby dragon looked at the six single-headed dragons and heart scale treasures below with mocking eyes.

Then the baby dragon began to speed up and run, and leaped violently, leaping from the bottom of the hill into the air.

The short arms waved as quickly as wings, and the figure of the baby dragon seemed to rise for a moment at that moment.

And then......

The baby dragon suddenly fell from the sky, right in front of a round land shark that was feasting on a tree fruit, its hard head buried deep in the dirt.

The round land shark looked at the baby dragon in front of him in a daze, and he didn't even know that the tree fruit in his hand had fallen because he was surprised, and then turned on the mode of crazy ridicule.

His face turned red, and the baby dragon felt that his great, sacred dream of flying had been ridiculed by the land shark, and immediately glared at him......

Ink Mark's eyes widened slightly, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, and his head had a three-second short circuit.

What's the situation? Wasn't it still in a cave just now? What is this place? What's going on with the hatchlings of these dragon quasi-god elves? Where did the Tyrannosaurus go again?

Teleportation? Or is it teleportation again?

Fortunately, I had the experience of being teleported to Fossil Island by Kupa last time, and I have a certain immunity to this kind of thing.

This time the ink marks didn't seem too surprised, but they just couldn't figure out what was going on.

But then, Inkmark's eyes became eager, and all the people in front of him at this time were the juveniles of the quasi-god elves!

If you can take it all......

Maybe Inkmark is sane in normal times, but the premise of sanity is that he has not encountered interests that are enough to make him crazy.

And now, this kind of crazy enough thing has appeared.

There are a dozen or twenty quasi-god elf hatchlings, and no one in the world can refuse their allure.

The light called greed shone out of the ink's eyes, and he couldn't help but walk forward with an eager expression and footsteps.

"Click~"

It seemed that he had accidentally stepped on a branch, and that strange and crisp sound instantly reached the ears of all the creatures here.

Whether it's the miniature dragon in the lake, or the heartscale and single-headed dragon that are in chaos on the lawn, or the baby dragon and the round land shark that are still making trouble, or the slimy treasure that has no presence in the corner, they are all attracted by this sound.

They all turned their heads and stared straight at the outsider.

Several pairs of eyes watched, which made Ink Marks have to stop, and at the same time, it also cleared up Ink Marks' mind, which had just been carried away by greed.

However, even if the mind is clear, it does not mean that greed is gone.

On the contrary, because the mind is clear, I understand the value of this group of elves better, what this means, and the greed that comes from the depths of human hearts is even hotter.

However, he still had the last sanity, and he was not completely carried away by the greed in his heart, he knew that he should still be in the dragon's lair, and these elves should all be elves in the dragon's lair.

But......

What about the elves in the dragon's lair? There doesn't seem to be a house rule that prohibits the subduing of elves in the dragon's den, right?

Ink Scarred his eyes, and while deliberately moving lightly towards these elves, he slowly released the power of the dragon, hoping to rely on the dragon's power of the dragon's affinity for the dragon elves to gain favor.

However, to the surprise of the ink marks, these little elves had just taken a few steps in the ink marks, and they were extremely enthusiastic to surround them, huddled around the ink marks one by one, shaking their heads and tails, like clingy puppies.

Even a few miniature dragons in the water swam ashore and wrapped around the inkmarks.

Such an unexpected situation only made Ink Marks hesitate again.

To say that as a dragon family, he will have a certain affinity bonus to dragon elves, but this affinity will not reach this point, right?

Let a group of quasi-god elves come up with a dead face as if they were upside down?

A large, single-headed dragon relied on his strong body, brutally squeezed away the other elves around him, forcibly squeezed to the side of the ink mark, tilted his head, and rubbed the ink mark's leg.

Ink Slot crouched down and reached out to touch the head of the single dragon, causing Heart Scale Treasure to squint comfortably.

The scales are hard, real to the touch, and warm to the body, aren't they phantoms?

Inkmark's brow furrowed deeply, if the elves had fled in panic or attacked with hostility after seeing him, he wouldn't have thought much about it.

But this kind of upside-down enthusiasm made him suspicious, but the touch of reaching out did not seem to be an illusion.

Looking at the eyes of the single dragon again, the kind of attachment to relatives revealed in the eyes is not at all false.

Is it really not an illusion? Are these really real?

Could it be that his affinity for dragon elves has reached the point of such perversion?

Just by waving his hand, he can make the quasi-god elf upside down?

Wouldn't it be easy for such a powerful self to defeat Yulongdu?

Such a powerful ......

His thoughts were interrupted, his eyes widened violently, and cold sweat couldn't help but flow down his cheeks.

What are you thinking?

What's going on with that terrible thought?

How can you become so arrogant, arrogant, and have no one in sight?

If he really has such a perverted affinity, why hasn't the Monster Jawed Dragon completely listened to him until now?

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Ink Marks took a deep breath with some fear.

Standing up, and then looking at the single-headed dragon that was still rubbing his trouser legs, and all the elves around him, his eyes had completely changed......