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Ian froze, once upon a time, the teenager's smile was so familiar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info later, the years unconsciously sealed the smile of the young man in front of him, just like the ancient books, slowly yellowed in the years when no one cared about them.

This boy is called Al Granger. Ten years ago, he had been called the greatest swordsmanship genius of all time by the hunters of the Flowing Clouds, and in Ian's eyes, he was just the big boy who smiled like sunshine.

You have to always believe that there is always someone who will shine into your life like the sun, just inadvertently. It's just that this beam of light has been away from him for a long time, and it dissipates in the dragon flame that is enough to destroy the world.

"Little Ian, you have to believe that any prey has weaknesses. Al Granger's gaze wasn't on Ian, his eyes seemed to pass through Ian, smiling as he stared at a patch of grass behind Ian.

There was a deep butt mark on the grass, as if someone was sitting there before, and not long after leaving, the grass had not yet returned to its original state.

Ian knew the position belonged to him, and he was sitting there one day ten years ago. So he walked over to the grass and sat down, then looked up at Al Granger. Al Granger smiled slightly: "You don't believe it? No, no, no, I didn't lie to you, every creature has weaknesses, just like everyone has a mind, as long as there is a mind, there will be a weakness." ”

Ian knew that Al wasn't really talking to him, it was just his memory. His memories reappeared in such a wonderful way, as if he had traveled back in time. But he couldn't change anything, like Al Granger always smiling at his chest, because ten years ago, he was only that tall.

Al Granger was Ian's first teacher. He taught Ian a lot of things, many of Ian's incomplete hunting skills were given to him by the El Church, and archery, which Al taught Ian by hand until he shot the first arrow in his life.

"Little Ian, honestly, I really want to call you swordsmanship. Al once said to Ian, "It's a pity that the Granger family's swordsmanship is not allowed to be passed on, but fortunately, I still have a younger brother, and I will teach him when I go back." Ah, don't look at me like that, I just love being someone else's teacher, haha. ”

Ian's vision blurred a little. He had been in Liuyun Village for many years, but the memories of that place had passed little by little with the years. The only thing Ian can't forget is the dragon flame that destroyed everything, and the dragon emperor Mussolini who stood tall. Now he realized that he had unknowingly lost Liuyun's most precious thing.

Al Granger continued, "Excuse me, have you ever caught a vole? Few people can keep up with its speed, but it has a weakness, that is, it is greedy, using grain as bait, setting traps, it is easy to catch voles. ”

Ian's brow furrowed slightly, and he began to think about Al's words.

"Also, big black bears, those guys have a big body, but they also have a weakness, that is, they like to eat honey. In the same way, using honey as bait and using traps, the big black bear can easily obey. "This is the weakness of these prey, and hunters can take advantage of these weaknesses to easily complete the hunt, and the so-called hunting is just that." ”

Ayr paused and continued, "However, not all prey have such obvious weaknesses. If all the prey can be solved by making traps out of what it likes to eat, then there will be no beginner or advanced hunters, you know what I mean?"

Ian understands, but "Little Ian" ten years ago doesn't. So Al said, "It's like a dragon hunter, Ian, haven't you always wanted to be a dragon hunter? In fact, dragons are very powerful and have a high IQ, so it is not advisable to use low-level traps to deal with dragons, they are not weak in body and intelligence, but far superior to humans-"

Al didn't finish, because he suddenly smiled helplessly, and then his gaze slowly drifted away. Ian was stunned, he didn't know what was going on at first, but after a while, he remembered that he should have been ten years ago, and he couldn't sit quietly and listen to Al's preaching.

Thinking of this, Ian suddenly wanted to give himself two slaps in the face. Al obviously still had nothing to say, and he felt that he was just a little closer, as if he was just a little closer, and he would be able to find a way to deal with the dragon king Naga.

But it wasn't long before he became discouraged by his thoughts, if El really had a way to deal with the high-level dragons, he wouldn't have died ten years ago.

"Little Ian" is gone, leaving Al alone, and Ian watching him from time and space. Al looked up at the sky, then lowered his head and stroked the grass, and finally he broke off a small piece of grass, put it on his fingertips and rubbed it gently, and muttered, "All creatures have weaknesses, they must have." ”

Ian was silent, he could only watch Al scratch his head slightly in distress, "But, what is the weakness of the Dragon Emperor?"

With the strongest body and the most outstanding intelligence, what is the weakness of such a species? Ian and Al, one ten years later, the other ten years ago, were fretting about this question.

Ian couldn't think of it, he knew Al couldn't think of it, and if he did, he wouldn't have died ten years ago, it's a simple truth. So Ian turned around, he knew he should go back, no matter how powerful the Iliad was, he could never go back to the past, he had to go back to reality, where the dragon king awaited him.

The world of birds and flowers cracked with a "click" sound, this time as if a piece of glass had been broken, turning into pieces of broken glass, reflecting dazzling light.

"There you have it!" Al said suddenly.

Ian was stunned, and hurriedly looked back to find that Al had already stood up, and his sunny and handsome face was full of smiles. But the smile was slowly cracking, turning into pieces that could dissipate at any moment.

"Psychology!" Al looked in Ian's direction and said softly, "That's right, it's psychology, the most powerful species, the weakness, can only be in its psychology." ”

Al Granger dissipated when his last words fell, and everything was gone, returning to darkness. Ian stood in the darkness, his fists clenched slowly.

The moment the darkness faded, he dodged the Dragon King Nagar's blow again, and this time, the red flames in his pupils burned even more violently.

He had found a way to hunt the Dragon King.