The fat dragon Xiaohei flew up with his head, just like Erha under the temptation of big bones, without any discipline.

Of course, if this product knows what more humiliating actions can be made, and can win the favor of the golden dragon in front of him, it is estimated that this product will be made without any bottom line and reservations.

Just kidding, becoming a golden dragon is the highest achievement that an ordinary dragon can theoretically achieve, and the dragon clan, a powerful creature that mainly relies on physical talent and eats mixed food, pays the most attention to its own bloodline, and the higher the bloodline, the higher the final achievement.

According to the bloodline of the dragon clan, it is classified from the low-level sub-blood to the top, namely: pure blood, elite bloodline, royal bloodline, and finally the bloodline of the golden dragon;

The sub-blood dragon clan is like the bipedal wyvern, which is a race in which the pure-blooded dragon clan has given birth to a diluted bloodline after committing evil with other large demonic beasts; the pure-blooded dragon clan is now the ordinary dragon of the five major dragon cities, and the patriarchs and elders of each branch of the dragon clan are all served by the dragons with elite and royal bloodlines.

If an ordinary pure-blooded dragon is promoted to an elite, or a royal bloodline, although it is very difficult, it is not without precedent, in the history of the dragon family, there are always some lucky people because of some kind of adventure, so that the bloodline is promoted from an ordinary dragon to an elite, or even a royal bloodline.

Just like the fat dragon Xiao Hei, the original ordinary black dragon also gained great benefits after following the little dwarf Modo and experiencing a series of tribulations, and now this product can be unanimously recognized as the leading big brother among the forty-nine black dragons, a large part of the reason is that the pure royal blood in his body is playing a role.

Among the dragons, the lower bloodlines seem to have an instinctive fear of the higher bloodlines.

However, from the royal bloodline to the bloodline of the golden dragon, not only has this thing not been successful, but I have not even heard of this statement; isn't the birth of the golden dragon all dependent on the gods of the great dragon god......

After hearing this, the little dwarf Lord Modo is also no longer calm, if he can have a golden dragon as a mount, don't worry about it or not, just because a golden dragon appears on the battlefield, the black dragon army on the opposite side will immediately weaken by three points in terms of momentum.

"This Golden Dragon, I don't know if what you said is true, don't worry, as long as you can raise this foodie to become a golden dragon, what conditions and resources do you need, just ask, I will definitely find a way to get it." "The little dwarf Lord Modo patted his chest and promised the golden dragon.

Hearing this, the golden dragon smiled slightly: "Your Majesty Modo, as the Majesty of the two empires, you don't have to be so polite, my name is Taimug, you can call me by my name; ”

Hearing this kind of good thing that can become a golden dragon without any effort, the fat dragon Xiao Hei almost cried out happily, but the little dwarf Modo suddenly chuckled in his heart.

He scratched his head with a headache, and thought very worriedly: "Nothing, don't you want anything, isn't it free, is there anything more expensive than free things these days, I hope this old dragon won't be a lion open his mouth......"

Sure enough, soon the tone of the golden dragon Tai Mugel's words began to turn: "Actually, this time, I asked Your Majesty Modo to come over in person, just to chat with you, and then I hope you can agree to my few requests for the sake of my old dragon's face." ”

"Of course, whether you agree or not, protecting the Fila Continent from the invasion of foreign demons has always been the mission entrusted to us by the great dragon god, and we will definitely have the power of the possession. The golden dragon then assured the little dwarf Modo.

The little dwarf Modo didn't speak, just motioned for the other party to continue.

With a smile on his face, the golden dragon Temugh began to narrate: "I have lived for so long that if I hadn't been in a deep sleep for a long time, this body would have been unable to hold up and would have begun to crumble, and it was only after the fiasco of this holy war that these children managed to wake me up and let me deal with the most difficult problems since the establishment of the five dragon cities." ”

Hearing this, Mo Duo couldn't help but recall the old wind dragon who led the way just now, and even the old wind dragon was a little trembling during flight; based on the lifespan of the dragon clan, the old wind dragon should be over 4,000 years old.

Then this old dragon was only a child in the mouth of the golden dragon Temug, and the little dwarf Lord Modo couldn't help but shudder at the incredible age of the golden dragon.

"It can be said that even judging from my long age, this invasion of the Burning Legion should be the biggest crisis that the Fila Continent has ever faced; ”

For this, the little dwarf Modo, who has a certain amount of research on the history of the ancient elven empire, is also very recognized.

"But no matter how powerful the enemy is, for those of us who grew up here, we have no choice but to fight to the death. ”

"I've made people count, at present, there are still six hundred and thirteen giant dragons in the five major dragon cities that can breathe, get rid of some old dragons who really can't fly far, and young dragons who are not long born, when Your Majesty Modo, you can take four hundred and ten giant dragons from here, they will fight under your command and obey all your orders. ”

The words of the golden dragon instantly made the little dwarf Modo, and his indescribable blood surged.

According to the current situation of the five major dragon cities, if so many dragons are really taken away, it is really relative to humans, from thirteen or fourteen years old, to fifty or sixty years old, all of them have been pulled into the battlefield, and there is no limit to men and women.

The rest are just some old people in their last years, as well as babbling children, for a while, the little dwarf Lord Modo was actually a little unbearable, and he suggested in a low voice: "Lord Taimug, why don't you reduce the number a little more, and leave a little more vitality for the five dragon cities." ”

Although the little dwarf Modo did not say it explicitly, the meaning was obvious, for the next battle, he did not think that how many dragons would survive in the end.

The golden dragon shook his head and replied: "No need, if I really can't fly, otherwise I will definitely appear on the battlefield to cheer you on; ”

Finally, the golden dragon's voice became louder and louder: "Your Majesty, please promise me the following. ”

"First, don't let my children die in battle for no sense. ”

"Second, if you fail again, please help the Five Great Dragon Cities retain a trace of blood. ”

"Third, if you can, I hope you can bring the remains of the dragon that died in battle back here to rest forever. ”

In the face of such a selfless point, the little dwarf bowed respectfully to the golden dragon, and then agreed to it all.