Eric felt every pore on his body quiver, and he fought through his fear to think of a way to escape. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He could clearly see the hostility of these half-dragons in their performance, and it was perhaps more painful to fall into the hands of an enemy than to die.

He was more afraid of his own tribe, if these half-dragons rushed out, then his tribe would be wiped out.

Similar to the dragon, the half-dragon people are obscene and tyrannical, I don't know if it's because of the reason of their background, they like to do *** to the alien race the most, so their own people ...... Eric felt that he had to leave, and that he had to bring the news to his people.

But feeling the strength of the people opposite, he was desperate again.

That leader looked like a half-dragon man with a dragon scale cane, and his strength was at least the fifth order, and in front of such a strong person, he didn't have the slightest confidence of escaping.

Eric was filled with remorse: he shouldn't be lost to greed!

Just when he was almost desperate, he suddenly saw that the bodies of those half-dragon people shook together, and then they all made kneeling movements, shouting something in their mouths.

Eric knew the language of the Wizarding Continent, so he could understand those people clearly.

"Holy Lord!"

That's what those people say.

Eric looked at the frenzied eyes of these people, and vaguely felt as if they were surrounding him.

He was a little stunned for a while, secretly wondering if he still had an identity that he didn't know, could it be that his wife had a leg with the boss of these half-dragon people......

Eric was so brainstorming that he was about to doubt his identity.

Just when he wanted to enter Fei Fei, he suddenly heard a gentle voice: "Get up." ”

"Yes, Holy Lord. ”

The half-dragon man's voice was sparse, but his response was extremely crisp.

Looking at Wren who walked out in style, Eric was in a trance, feeling quite like the snow elf woman he had a crush on at the beginning and married another person in the tribe.

He scratched at his hair in pain, regardless of whether his scalp would stain the water.

Wren looked at Eric with a pained look on his face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Eric let out an "ah" and shook his head busily: "Nothing, well, thought of my mother." ”

Wren's expression became more and more strange.

No matter how big his brain was, he couldn't have imagined that this guy would guess that his mother had cuckolded his father, and even be annoyed that this guess was false.

In any case, Wren was in a good mood at the moment.

He finally knew why Girurum had given him the dragon soul.

There is no doubt that the dragon king Vaolet is the ancestor of these half-dragons.

And the reason why these half-dragons are so strong should be related to the existence of Vaolet.

The stronger the dragon bloodline in the body of the half-dragon, the stronger the strength and potential will be. The presence of Vaolet makes it possible to choose descendants from this tribe at any time and enrich their blood with their own essence and blood.

Valolet is the god of these half-dragon people!

Then Ren, the person who controls the dragon soul, can naturally exude the aura of the Ice Dragon King, making these people understand the connection between the two.

Especially from the names of these people, it is not difficult for Wren to distinguish it, maybe the old dragon king has already made arrangements.

"Is it a rare material, or a legendary holy weapon, or a potion that can make me stronger, or ......" Wren longed for the treasures he might get all the way, and finally slapped his head suddenly, "Could it be that the Ice Dragon King left him this half-dragon tribe under his control?"

Wren felt his breathing get heavy.

If these people were really under his command, then wouldn't this Demon Abyss World be left to him to walk. Even those Demon Yuan people are probably not willing to provoke such a tribe at will.

"I don't know what the strongest strength of their tribe is. Wren thought to himself.

He knocked on the side to ask the half-dragon man with the dragon-scale staff for news.

This half-dragon man behaved very respectfully, calling out "Holy Lord" one by one, and answering Wren's questions one by one.

After the first few tentative questions, Wren began to throw out some real doubts.

"Alva, why do you call me the Holy Lord?" Wren asked casually.

Alva replied, "It was the Father God who said a month ago that if one day a person has His breath on him, that person may be the Holy Lord. ”

Wren's eyes flickered slightly.

He seized on two main messages, one was "a month ago" and the other was "possible".

Unless these people use very different timing tools than themselves, the time is too suspicious.

Wren knew very well that he was still on his way to the Borderlands a month ago, so could it be that at that time, Vaolet had expected today.

Also, the word "maybe" contains too much information, which means that these people can lose this respectful attitude at any time and show their cold fangs at themselves.

Wren didn't stop at the question and asked a few more questions.

Gradually, this half-dragon tribe had a general impression in his mind.

Contrary to Wren's expectations, it was created by Valolet back when he was on the Wizarding Continent. Or rather, the dragon had enlarged a human woman's belly 10,000 years ago, and then gave birth to a half-dragon - Wren wondered how he had broken through the genetic barrier between races.

After retreating to this world, Vaolet brought his own son and captured many human beauties, and after 10,000 years of reproduction, this large-scale half-dragon city was formed.

The city is extremely large, occupying most of the world at the bottom of the spring.

What surprised Wren the most was that five or six thousand meters above the city, there was an invisible force that blocked the Ice Sacred Spring from the outside, making this half-dragon city quite dry.

The appearance of Wren and Eric has attracted many people's attention.

Wren heard a lot of people pointing at the two.

"Is that old man a snow elf, oh my God, he's too old to know what to do with him. Many people shook their heads at Eric and sighed, which made the high priest's expression cold.

Wren couldn't help but laugh.

He smiled, so cute Terran. ”

"That Terran is not bad, I really want to be with him. A scantily clad half-dragon woman said in a flattering voice.

"Little ****, you really think too much, he is so strong, he must be for the princesses to enjoy first. The other half-dragon man showed his sturdy upper body and ambiguously picked the half-dragon woman's chin with his hand.

The corners of Wren's mouth twitched, but Eric hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

Most of these half-dragons are handsome men and women, especially those with white hair, who are scantily dressed, have a bewitching posture, scratch their heads, and the short horns on their heads add a bit of alternative temptation, so that Wren can hardly hold on.

It's just that the foul language in their mouths makes Wren unbearable.

"It's really worthy of their rumors. ”

Wren was gradually provoked by these people, so he simply communicated with the dragon soul, and released a trace of coercion, making the noisy street quiet, and the cries of "Holy Lord" came and went! )