"Brother Jin, what kind of treasure is this?"

"Guess what?"

"Hmph" The dragon girl strode to the lower right of the dragon king and sat down, stretched out her paws and stuffed the pastry in her hand, but her mouth was too small to be stuffed, and she subconsciously showed her true body, and said, "The dragon's mouth can always swallow you."

This series of actions is like flowing water, like a no-man's land in one go, which provoked the immortals in the main hall to cover their mouths and laugh, and even a little fairy in purple pointed at the dragon girl with a chubby little finger and laughed, and almost laughed, and the dragon king on the main seat also shook his head again and again.

The dragon girl looked in the direction of the little fairy child's finger and finally knew what everyone was laughing at, and the dragon girl shook the dragon head and immediately turned into a human form and sat upright, as if it was not herself just now.

The dragon girl sat upright in a similar manner, staring at her golden boy brother without fear of the eyes of the immortals.

The golden boy saw the dragon girl staring at him with a curious baby, strictly speaking, staring at his "box".

The golden boy said with a smile: "The golden boy wishes the dragon king and uncle every year and today, and he will specially present the plum blossom windward sword."

As expected, everyone's attention was on the body of this plum blossom windward sword.

This can be smacked, the plum blossom windward sword as the name suggests, like a plum blossom, if there is no wind, can be long and short, can bend and stretch, is refined by the flower soul of the 10,000-year-old plum blossom tree on Penglai Immortal Island, if it is not frozen three feet, how can the plum blossom be brilliant.

There is an immortal elder said: "This plum blossom soul is a great origin, the plum blossom windward sword is one of Penglai's magic weapons in the mountain, and it is also the king of the sword, extremely rare, plus Penglai Xianshan is erratic, there is more thunder and fire around it, it is said that the Pangu god is hidden in Penglai, which makes Penglai more mysterious, what a chance to find this sword!"

Although it is rare, everyone is very puzzled, isn't this a women's sword, is it really good to give a woman a sword on the birthday of the dragon king?

"Good Sword ,..."

Before the dragon king finished speaking, the dragon girl hurriedly ran to the dragon king and grabbed the corner of the dragon king's clothes, "Father... Father...".

"Hey, don't shake it, my father's old bones are about to fall apart."

The dragon king followed the dragon girl's gaze and said, "You want this sword?"

"Hmm... Hmm...", the dragon girl nodded very hard.

The dragon king didn't know the intentions of his royal daughter, and the dragon king deliberately quipped: "I see where your senior brother came to celebrate the birthday of an old man like me, and he obviously sent a sword to you." ”

When the little boy in the seat heard this, he raised the corners of his eyes unnaturally, and everyone also had the same expression, only the purple-clothed child turned his head and asked the young man, "Why do you want to give the dragon girl's sister's sword to the dragon king's uncle?"

The little fairy boy put his hand against his little face and looked very puzzled, and the fairy official sitting on the boy in purple pushed the child with his elbow, and the little fairy boy didn't know what he meant, and asked innocently: "Well..., Dad... Dad, what are you doing, it hurts...".

The fairy family knocked on the little fairy child's little head with his hand and said, "What does the child's family know?" Eat, don't talk. ”

Where did the little thing know about the bends in this, he only felt that he had been punished for no reason, and pouted unhappily and stared down at the index fingers of both hands to circle back and forth to express his dissatisfaction.

At this time, the golden boy was standing in the center of the hall and was feeling that his face was "burning", but fortunately the young man had a friend to relieve the siege: "The fairy mountain is difficult to climb, the sword is difficult to find, and it is the best to give it."

People have said that the fairy mountain is not easy to climb, and the sword is not so easy to find, and the best ones have been sent, what else do you want?

How could the dragon king not know what he meant, not to mention that the drunkard obviously did not mean to drink, but he was very satisfied with the golden boy.

The dragon king thought that this was not intentionally embarrassing, and the dragon king laughed, "That is nature, and this king is very happy." ”

After the golden boy gave the congratulatory gift, he sat down in the banquet, followed by the words of blessing from the immortals, and just as everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, an exclamation broke the atmosphere......

The land of paradise on earth.

The pear peak of Xinmei Mountain in the world is towering into the clouds, and the cliffs on all sides are called the first peak of Miaole.

There is a thousand-year-old pear blossom tree at the top of the pear peak, which accounts for almost one-third of the pear peak.

This is where the dragon girl's memories "begin".

Hiss... It hurts..., the pain of tearing, is it in purgatory?

The dragon girl's face was distorted, the severe pain made her shrink into a ball, the dragon girl slowly opened her eyes, only to feel that there was a blur in front of her, only the cold and almost dizzy pain reminded her of her situation, she was now on the edge of the cliff, one foot had already stepped into the valley of death, the pain in her body made her unable to think about what had happened, she tried all her strength to just want to be a little farther away from the abyss, a little farther away, fortunately, the pear blossom tree was only a few feet away from her.

However, the dragon girl seems to overestimate herself, and her limbs are barely under the pear blossom tree when she climbs from sunrise to sunset, and every step she climbs is a blood mark, and when she reaches the pear blossom tree, the blood behind her stains the pear blossoms all over the ground, red and white, and it is extremely beautiful from afar.

The dragon girl didn't know how she crawled over, and she didn't know how many times she fainted in between, but no one wanted to die. At least I didn't want to die like this, the desire to survive finally prevailed, and I climbed to a safe place and completely fainted with my back against the tree.

The dragon girl fainted and slept for three days before waking up, the dragon girl first woke up with pain in her head, and it took a lot of hours to cross her legs to breathe, but fortunately, the pear fell peak around the mist, and there were many strange stone peaks around, which was an excellent hiding and recuperation holy place.

After the dragon girl's breathing, her head was slightly sober, and all kinds of memories came like a tide, wave after wave, and for a while, a mouthful of blood surged up, and she vomited out and fainted.

The dragon girl woke up again in the evening, and the pain in her body was always reminding her of her situation, so she immediately took the opportunity to rein in her mind and lead the aura of heaven and earth into the body to recuperate, and then it took nearly three years for the dragon girl to recover from the skin trauma, but the dragon ball was damaged, and the internal injuries could not be repaired.

When the dragon girl first woke up, her brain was very confused, and it took nearly three years of recuperation to recuperate before the fragments of her memory were still the original, and whenever she thought about it, it was like tearing out her heart.

The Dragon Maiden knew that repairing the Dragon Balls would not be something that could be done in a moment, not to mention that the time had dragged on for too long, and she was in a hurry. She needed to go down the mountain to find out the news, and the dragon girl who had made up her mind concentrated and practiced calmly and prepared to go down the mountain tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a young man at the foot of the pear falling mountain, wearing a coarse cloth short coat, leaking out his arms, his wide trouser legs were tied on both sides very neatly, a sickle at his waist, carrying a basket on his back, and a gray strip of cloth on his head was tightly wrapped around his blue hair.