"Those who have really worked hard will understand the importance of talent." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, Francis was not named the "shame of the dragon family" since he was a child, when they were all young dragons, all the small dragons were of average size, although some dragons as high-level dragons have begun to appear, but the general ones are still relatively weak, and Francis is still extremely hard as one of them. He also once imagined that one day he could lead the dragons of the "Silver Dragon City" to fight fiercely against the black dragons like his father "Silver Dragon Fury" Willy, and lead the Silver Dragon City to victory!

The role of "talent" in the group of dragons is particularly important, symbolizing status, symbolizing honor, every silver dragon is born as the top dragon, born with a golden key, and died for the honor of battle. However, although Francis gained status, he did not have the corresponding "talent" that he should have. Fate seemed to play a joke on him, after entering the youth, no matter how hard he ate and trained, his size did not increase at all, until the little red dragons who could be bullied when he was young grew taller than Francessy, and Francis felt that sometimes some things could not be judged simply by "effort".

Since then, Francis, who has given up on himself, has been idle all day long, and the once proud son of heaven has plummeted in status, and the gap formed has made him close himself, and behind the hippie smile is the secret crying of solitude every night. Actually, it's not a pity that you don't have it, but once you give him something, and then forcibly take it away, it's an extremely cruel thing, and there is no shortage of such things in the world.

Just like Hu Yu, the third prince of the old Hu when he had not crossed over at that time, had a very poor foundation in martial arts, and could not practice magic, sandwiched between the eldest brother who was famous for martial arts and the second brother who was famous for his writing.

"If you're busy, in addition to the fact that you're really important, it's more likely that you're weak, you don't have anything better to do, you're living too bad and have to work hard to make up for it, or you're pretending to be busy and making yourself seem important. Francis said.

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Except for the smashed-flat "social xenomorph scorpion" who still moved from time to time, and Kreacher, who was stunned by swallowing saliva, there was silence all around.

A breeze blew, looking at the power of this "butt", Lao Hu felt a little cool on a hot day.

"Pet, pet?" Hu Yu suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

"Isn't this your pet? Well, well, I won't have to pay you another one," the young man laughed heartily. But this guy seems to have his own embarrassing attributes, and he smiled and found that no one responded, so he was embarrassed again.

"Hello, my name is Francis," the young man stepped forward and held out his hand enthusiastically.

Lao Hu also stretched out his hand blankly in response, and then reacted, "We've met?!"

"Of course I have seen it, on top of the sacrifice, I also knelt down to the "divine envoy" Lord " Seeing that Lao Hu didn't react, Francis winked at Hu Yu and was not angry.

"Kneel?!oh oh, you are...... That one" Hu Yu thought he was one of the elves who participated in the sacrifice.

"Yes, yes, I'm the dragon!" Francis said, revealing his amber pupils.

"it?!what, you're that dragon?!" said the startled Hu Yu as he kept falling backwards until he tripped over a rock.

I saw a thin thread of faith wrapped around Francis's body at one end, and connected to Hu Yu's body at the other end. "Could it be that this dragon is the newly accepted 'low-level believer'?!" Hu Yu seemed to understand something, "This dragon came to worship the mountain?, why is even the dragon so snobbish these years?!"

"Ahem, what's the matter with finding this divine envoy?!" The sudden crisis made Lao Hu react quickly, cleared his throat, and asked with a shelf.

"'That', didn't you say that you want to do three things down, and you are the only one who can contact 'that' after thinking about it, so I came to pay a visit" Hearing this, Hu Yu felt a burst of slander in his heart, and his eyes presented an image of the so-called nondescript Chinese dialect of the Europeans in his previous life. "Still visit?!Is this a thing that I have read too many Terran spicy chicken novels, or is it the kind of fried chicken that is not nutritious!"

Although the shelf is upright, Hu Yu definitely does not dare to provoke Francis, this is a real silver dragon! It is also a shame that Lao Hu has seen big scenes in recent days, and he is also in danger in the face of this guy: "The 'God of Fraternity and Sharing' has always been generous, as long as you sincerely do things for the gods, you will naturally not be treated badly if you have benefits!"

Although Lao Hu doesn't know what else he can't do as a silver dragon, Lao Hu is still good at this kind of thing "slapping a sweet date", so no matter what 3721 will do first, write out the blank check.

Hearing Hu Yu say this, Francis was also very excited. "I didn't expect the 'Divine Envoy' to be so reasonable, and the younger brother will follow the Divine Envoy in the future!" "If you want to say that this Francis is also shameless enough, the long-term wandering in the Dragon City has made this guy's skin thicker than the city wall, and in the face of a mere human race, he has become a "little brother", if this is heard by other dragons, he will definitely take a few sips first, and then scold angrily, "Bah, shameless, the dignity of the dragon clan is eaten by dogs!"

"Where, Brother Long must be older than me, how can he call himself a junior brother? Why don't we worship as brothers of different races?" Old Hu Xiao rolled his eyes, and then climbed up the pole.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, then today?!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Saying that, one person and one dragon called each other brothers, and walked towards the elf tribe shoulder to shoulder, and in a short period of time, it was like becoming an old friend who had not seen him for many years, extremely intimate.

Smacking the tasteless chicken bones in his mouth, Kreacher was stunned, first frightened by the sudden appearance of "old friends" and "social xenomorph scorpions", and then stunned by the power of the young man's "ass" that fell from the sky, and finally heard that the blonde young man was a dragon?! Kreacher, who had recently greatly improved his intelligence, felt as if his brain was once again insufficient.

"It doesn't look like a dragon!ah?!" Kritch sighed as he shook his head as he picked up the last leg and shoved it into his mouth.

Suddenly, there was another rustling sound in the woods, and "Salsa, Salsa" seemed to be a special sound made by the friction of the mouthparts unique to the "social alien scorpion".

Kreacher trembled with fright, and then spread his steps and ran wildly: "Lord, master, wait for Kreacher!!"