For 10,000 years, the Obsidian Valley has been a breeding ground for black dragons.

The valley was devastated during the Antiquity Wars, but five hundred years later, when the scars of the land were gone, tall trees replanted the grassy hills.

At night, Gnevelle slept sweetly among the dragon's eggs.

The river flowed slowly not far from her, and the moisture spread from the ground, mixing with the brilliant holy light, turning into shimmering dew and sprinkling on each dragon egg.

The dying dragon egg quickly recovers......

"Tinder is the force of life. ”

Rand City Lord Dean led a group of primordial elves to float in the air, hiding their bodies and watching the scene in the valley: "It turns out that she took back the fire to save her dragon eggs. ”

The source of the Light is Gnevel, the power of the Tinder.

Black dragons are known for their openness and love to keep pets and toys, but they are not as frivolous as the world thinks. They even have a very strong sense of responsibility.

There is always only one lover of the black dragon - that is, his dragon mate.

The dragon eggs born with their spouses are very cherished existences that they cherish.

"Why is her dragon egg like this?"

An elf asked curiously, the obsidian forest has the most comfortable environment for the black dragon clan, and the dragon eggs born here can be blessed by other dragon clans, and it is impossible for such a large-scale deterioration to occur.

There are hundreds of dragon eggs around Gnevel, and the shells of these dragon eggs are about to turn to stone, and they have obviously been left for a long time.

Without tinder, these dragon eggs would not have been able to hatch at all.

"Someone took away the vitality of those dragon eggs. ”

Dean could see clearly that there was a lack of vitality in Gnevele's dragon egg.

He didn't think that the Black Dragon King would choose a female dragon with physical problems as a mate, and there was only one explanation for the problems with these dragon eggs: someone took the vitality out of the dragon eggs.

However, the life force is an indescribable thing, and the people who can take it are either demons, demon gods with demonic powers, and some powerful and mysterious being.

"Without the aura of evil, who took away those life forces?"

Dean was solemn in his heart, and the vitality of these dragon eggs did not seem to have been taken away by demons and demon gods.

"Lord of the city, are we still going to take the fire?"

A primordial elf asked suddenly.

Seeing Gnavier save her dragon eggs with the help of fire, some elves couldn't bear it.

"Yes. ”

However, Dean decided to do it, and the fire could not fall into the hands of anyone else.

He'd failed once before, letting the tinder be taken away by the stinking elf — and now there's a chance for Dean to take it back.

"The Black Dragon King is not here now, let's hurry up. ”

Dean spoke, then lifted his concealment and led the primordial elves towards the valley.

"Huh?"

The Black Dragon Lady suddenly opened her eyes and raised her head: "Primordial Elf." ”

"Lady Gnevelle. ”

Dean fell to the ground: "Can you give us back that tinder?"

"Still?" Gnavier looked coldly, "Did this spark belong to you?"

"All the spark comes from our Great Mother, and it naturally belongs to us. ”

Dean replied.

Gnevelle stood up angrily, it wasn't their things that could be said so justifiably, these primordial elves were obviously not good,

"This is the Obsidian Forest, not your Skyrim Continent!"

The Black Dragon Lady roared, and the other Black Dragons in the valley heard the sound and quickly flew towards it.

Dean frowned slightly: "Madam, you give me the fire, I can ask the queen for instructions and let her treat your dragon eggs." ”

"No, I can cure them myself. ”

Gnavelle coldly refused, she didn't want the queen to touch her child.

Fei Leng Cui, the night is deep.

The sleeping Angel seemed to hear the commotion, she turned around, and then slowly opened her eyes: "Tyri?"

The bear cub sleeping next to her was gone.

"Where did it go?"

Angel got up in her pajamas and walked in the direction of the commotion sounds.

"What are you running, running!"

Outside the Queen's bedroom, the guards and maids were turned into ice sculptures - Connor took a contract and gently forced the bear into the corner: "Isn't it just a sign?

Tyri was furious and looked at Connor like a fool.

"I'm a bear!"

She held up a sign to show that she was dignified!

This woman may be the stupidest person she has ever met, so she will ask herself to sign a contract - how can there be a connection with such a big racial difference!

"I don't sign it!"

Tyri wrote on the sign: "I have the dignity of the bear clan!"

"Master said that in the face of love, race is not an issue. ”

Connor stared at Tyri, "I'm not going to let anyone steal cats." ”

Tyri felt that she was wrong, that this woman was definitely the dumbest person she had ever met.

She realized that she couldn't sign it, so she took the initiative to sign the contract.

"Who's that fool master of yours?"

Tyri felt that her values were insulted, and then picked up the sign: "You tell me, when I am really successful, I will kill him!"

"You don't know him, his name is ......"

Connor's words suddenly stopped, and she leaped to dodge the attacking moon wheel.

"Are you awake?"

Connor looked over.

"You woke me up. ”

Angel grimaced, she hated that someone disturbed her sleep, and she was deeply wary of Connor—the Valkyrie approached her bedroom without knowing it.

"What are you doing?"

Angel's eyes saw the contract in Connor's hand, and she was slightly surprised: "You shouldn't ......"

"That's it. Connor nodded: "I can't sleep, think about it, it's so unfair that I signed this contract, if someone sneaks away, won't I suffer a loss?"

"So......" Angel looked at the bear, "you didn't even let Terry go?"

The Queen's eyes suddenly became subtle when she looked at Connor—she could think of the bear and the elf together, and she was no ordinary person.

"It is better to kill three thousand by mistake than to let one go. Connor put the contract away: "Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows, this is the famous saying I saw from it." ”

She waved her hand and turned to leave.

"vexatious ......"

Connor heard a cold snort behind her.

It's not vexatious!

Connor thought to herself, how could this innocent queen understand the horror of love, there were too many variables for decades, and she had to wait for it.

You must know that her nominal teacher turned out to be a very positive person, but in just a few decades, she has completely become a different person.