Chapter 11

Ye Ran slowly got up and came to the dueling platform.

However, the protagonist of another duel has not appeared for a long time.

As time passed, the elders who acted as referees had become a little impatient.

The disciples in the audience also began to whisper.

"Mochin won't be afraid to come, will he?"

"I can't say, I lost to Senior Brother Ye Ran in the last sect competition, and I heard that Tianyu Peak didn't pay attention to him at all, so his cultivation was far inferior to Senior Brother Ye Ran."

"It's normal not to come, it's better than being beaten too ugly on stage and admitting defeat......"

“……”

The chatter was endless.

Ye Ran stood on the stage, seemingly in charge, but in fact, he was also a little puzzled in his heart.

After another quarter of an hour, no one showed up.

After several elders discussed, they decided to wait another quarter of an hour, and if Mo Qin did not appear, they would directly declare Ye Ran's victory.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Heavenly Sword Peak.

Mo Chin, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then there was the 'click', the sound of cracking.

Mo Qin slowly put away his momentum and looked at the dragon egg in his arms.

The eggshell cracked through the middle and was held up by what was inside.

Mo Chin's eyes widened, staring intently at the dragon egg.

The little guy inside still has an eggshell on his head, but his mouth bites the eggshell unambiguously, making a crisp sound as if eating crispy bones.

After gnawing the eggshell around, she stretched out two tender little paws, removed the eggshell from her head, opened her mouth wide, and stuffed it all into her mouth in a few bites, eating happily.

The eggshell on the bottom is made in the same way.

When the eggshells were all eaten, it burped and uncontrollably burst into its mouth.

The fireball was uncontrollable and flew directly onto the futon, and the loss burned.

Mo Qin was stunned and hurriedly extinguished the fire, but his movements were a step slower.

In the next second, the little dragon burped again, and a stream of water shot out of its mouth and poured it on the fire.

The bedding is burned and wet, and it has long been out of shape.

Mo Qin sat on the sidelines, witnessed the whole process, and his mood was ...... It's a bit complicated.

Xiao Menglong sat on the bed and looked up at Mo Qin.

Feeling its gaze, Mochin looked at it as well.

Knowing this time, Mo Qin found out that Xiao Menglong was very beautiful.

At the center of its eyebrows is a pinch of red hair, shaped like a flame, and there is also a small pinch of red on the tip of its tail, and the rest of the part is sky blue.

Xiao Menglong tilted his head and looked at him for a while, as if he felt that this position was very uncomfortable, his head was a little big and a little heavy, so he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

Looking at the way it looked, Mochin reached out and touched his head like a puppy, and then it grabbed a finger.

When he was caught by the soft and warm little claw, Mo Qin was stunned, and at this moment, he felt a pain in his fingertips, and hurriedly looked, and saw the little Menglong blowing his head and biting his finger.

At this moment, a burst of light emanated from both bodies, enveloping a man and a dragon inside.

The light faded, and Xiaomenglong let go of her fingers, and Moqin also felt as if he had a trace of connection with Xiaolong.

——

"Since Mo Qin has not arrived in time, I declare that this duel, Ye Ran-"

"Slow!"

From the door of the dueling arena, a figure quickly flew in.

He flew straight to the dueling table and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late. ”