Cough.

When Shirakawa woke up from his slumber, the first thing he did was cough.

God knows how the dragon could catch a cold, but Shirakawa is just a little uncomfortable for some reason.

His body seemed to have become a little larger, but the depression on the surface of his body showed that he seemed to be thinner, which showed that the results of this growth were mediocre.

Sucking blood seems to lead to malnutrition.

Bai He, who stopped coughing, smacked his lips, and suddenly found that the hard object in his throat was loosened a little, although it was still stuck, but it could give Bai He a feeling that as long as he coughed harder, he could cough that thing out.

Maybe it's because the body has grown and the throat has become wider.

Shirakawa gathered his strength and decided to make a shocking squirt, and when he opened his mouth, he found that it was as if a cold force was surging up from his heart, which made him realize that his frequent coughing was actually a manifestation of awakening his ability to breathe.

The power gushed out, and a cold breath gushed out from the throat with a black light, and the black thing hit the ice wall, and fell to the ground.

......

Grip a big slot

The sound is quite good, a little hoarse and magnetic, the texture is delicate but not lacking in brightness, and it is well received.

The white dragon, who spoke for the first time, evaluated his voice self-absorbedly, frowned and thought about it, put the thing he had picked up from the ground back into his mouth, and carefully pressed it under his tongue where it would not easily fall.

Erha was still asleep, Bai He walked out of the ice cave, spread his wings, and climbed to the top of this glacier with flying and grabbing, although he was a little unwell, but under the faint sunlight, he still felt the existence of warm currents.

He lowered his head and spit out what was under his tongue, and it was also the culprit who had been stuck in his throat all along, and it seemed to be the culprit of the crossing.

He stretched out his paws and stared at it earnestly, it was a carefully polished black equivalent probability twenty-sided dice, and in the air above the dice was the earth text that only he could see:

Destiny (118/120)

Rarity: SSR

It can be used once every 120 days, and can send you to a world with the same power level as the number cast, and you can choose to return after staying for the same amount of time, and you can pay half the time to go back to the world you have already visited (if the world is still able to support traversal normally).

During the traverse, the material that can be carried is limited to the user's physical and mental dominants.

Click and send, happy game – observer. ”

......

Happy you're big.,God TMD click to send.,Why didn't you give me an SSR when I played with the face liver division so much krypton?

In other words, this is an infinite flow of holy relics, just like the old man of the ball of light, the gates of gold, silver, bronze, black iron, and various materials, or Gaia Alaya who jumped out of the heart of the earth, I don't know when I will use it.

Shirakawa silently accepted the change in the style of the game, a chill mixed with warmth brought a sense of laziness, the desire to hunt for food briefly stopped, he raised his head again, and looked in the direction of the warm wind, the sun of the Great Glacier.

......

There is no white fog that fills the sky and the earth, and there are no blizzards and ice winds that obscure the view, it is a rare sunny day on the big glacier.

He saw the layers of snow on the distant mountain peaks, the rushing but not noisy rapids under the glacier, and the herds of winter wolves and snow deer chasing on the snowfield, splashing on the field and scattering into the glacier like catkins with the breeze.

A loud screech came from afar, and he saw the giant eagle with its wings spread across the sky, as if a new storm had been set off, and after the strong wind, a dark cloud flew in the distance, and the snowflakes fell and swirled and swirled for a short time.

He gathered his wings and bathed in the light, and an unspeakable loneliness and desolation soaked into the heart of Baihe, which was real loneliness.

......

It's uncomfortable.

Bai He looked at the white sky and ground, and sighed rarely.

It's not a stranger in a foreign land, because life on earth is nothing more than that.

He can accept the lack of interpersonal communication, but he can't accept the lack of something else in life.

For example, ACG's cute girl, B Company's stand-alone machine, Wanwan's puppet show, and Aunt Xia Chuan's song.

I don't know if there are humanoids like humans in this world, as an evil dragon, should I capture a group of cute girls in the future, and dance the Pure Land of Bliss or something for myself every day.

Bai He was quickly amused by his own thoughts, and the dragon's throat let out a hoarse laugh that was not very pleasant, and huge tears fell from the tear ducts, and the laughter gradually turned into a long howl, and the long howl turned into a rhythmic chant, and some sharp voices echoed between the icebergs.

“...... Summerinthehills

ThosehazydaysIdoremember

Wewererunningstill

Hadthewholeworldatourfeet

Watchingseasonschange

Ourroadswerelinedwithadventure

Mountainsintheway

Couldn'tkeepusfromthesea (Looking at the sea and sky) ......"

......

The song released a greater number of decibels in the high and empty space, and as the scattered wind blew through the icebergs and snow, he did not notice that the rushing wolves and fleeing wild deer stopped, and did not see the fish in the glacier cave stop jumping, in his consciousness, as if he noticed that the wind and snow resonated in his song, and soon a layer of ice wind surrounded the mountain he was on, and the sun shone brightly, brilliant and bright.

“Herewestandopenarms

Thisishomewhereweare

Everstrongintheworldthatwemade

Istillhearyouinthebreeze

Seeyourshadowsinthetrees

Holdingon，memoriesneverchange......”

A small dragon with a crystal color but very different from the white dragon flew down quietly from the other side of the glacier that went straight into the clouds, and under the gem set on its forehead, a pair of beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings in amazement, this is a young crystal dragon.

She soon found the white dragon singing a song she didn't understand at all, her eyes were more confused but amazed, and she quietly approached the glacier at the lower end of the white dragon, and watched him curiously in an inconspicuous snow nest.

Unaware of the imminent war she was about to bring, another crystal dragon flew out of the mountains with a howling wind, she was not huge, and seemed to have just entered her youth.

At the same time, the adult white dragon Angdalamo, who noticed the movement from the nest, also waved his wings and flew out of the nest, and confronted the crystal dragon not far from her in the air, and the piercing dragon roar replaced the distant song, and the crystal dragon who listened shook his head boredly, and flew under his mother's dragon wings with his wings;

......

"Travelers are warned in advance when passing through the Great Glacier, and when the weather is clear, they must find a place to hide when they hear a song from above, especially a beautiful little girl!" - "Song of the White Dragon" - Northland Bard Academy