"Eh, Jingjing!Who is Jingjing? Alone, Jingjing, is it a human? It's okay child, don't say it's Jingjing, I can take the elf princess Luisa over for you, I heard that there are a few princesses on the human side who are also good-looking, then again, who is that Jingjing?"

Tyrell was speechless when he heard this, and thought to himself that you are talking to a child about the kidnapping of the princess, what is really dirty. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info quickly opened the topic: "It doesn't matter who Jingjing is, the key is that Dad, your snoring is too loud! I couldn't stand it last night, so I went to look for you." I wanted to wake you up, but as soon as you rolled over, you crushed me down. That's why I was like that this morning. Tyrell felt the power of the snoring, this matter must be resolved, otherwise he will take his own dragon life sooner or later, and this morning he was shocked out of internal injuries and almost died.

"Well, I see! I said why didn't you sleep well late at night and ran to my side," Otis smiled wryly, scratched his head embarrassedly, and blushed, "Actually, I took this into account when I designed your room." So I made a silent enchantment, but I was beaten so badly yesterday that I forgot to open it! ”

Tyrell was speechless and looked at the sky and thought, 'Why don't I kill you.' Also, blushing, your sister blushing, forgetting to do something almost killed me, what is there to blush. ’

Otis looked at Tyrell, whose face turned from gold to black, and knew that his answer must have made the other party very dissatisfied. In order to prevent the father-son relationship from continuing to deteriorate, he decisively used the topic diversion method, he looked up at the sky and said: "Well, it's not early, I'm tired, it's time to go back to sleep, you should rest early." ”

Tyrrell shouted to Otis, "Wait! It's not even noon, who knows." What's the point of sleeping every day, it's better to do it or else... Give me some common sense. That way I'll be able to take care of myself, and then you can sleep as long as you want, and you won't have to worry about taking care of me anymore. ”

In fact, the main reason why Tyrrell said this is that he wants to save his life in this cruel world, and he has almost died three times in just how long he has been here, once he almost drowned, once he almost crushed to death, and once he almost starved to death. It's better to count on this cheap dad to feed himself, and maybe one day he will raise himself to death.

Otis thought it made sense, so he turned around and sat down in front of Tyrell and said solemnly, "In that case, I will teach you something that the memory of the inheritance will not tell you."

After he finished speaking, he sat upright, cleared his throat, and straightened his clothes. "Dragons, ancient and primitive, with the hardest scales, poisonous blood, and furnace-like breath, stalk the nights of their enemies, keeping them awake.

Treasures swirl around us in a glittering circle, and we sleep in beds of gold and precious stones, waiting for the heroes to be sent to their deaths in the future.

In our dreams, we feel the sunlight from the polished scales. We can harness storms and summon thunderclouds. With pearls under our chins, we ascend to heaven. ”

Tyrrell looked at Otis with black lines, the only respect he had for his father. I thought he would say something about being a dragon or something, but I didn't expect to read this thing after a long time, and I let myself be blind and excited for a long time.

After Otis finished singing, he looked at Tyrrell triumphantly and said, "How's it, doesn't it feel amazing?" I did it, and the dragon said yes!"

Tyrell snapped his hands a few times, which was kind of meaningful. Speechless, he said to Otis, "It's so greasy, it's so greasy!" (but it's not very useful.) Why don't you tell me about inheriting memories, but what the hell is that?"

Otis was praised, his tail almost lifted to the sky, looked at Tyrell with a teachable expression, and said to Tyrell, "Inheriting memories is what distinguishes us dragons from lower creatures such as humans, dwarves, and elves. This is our innate ability, a treasure given to us by the Most High God. It allows the adult dragon to pass on the abilities he wants his children to learn when creating the next generation, and it will only appear when the young dragon desperately needs it in their hearts. It ensures that sufficient knowledge can be passed on, and it will not affect the fragile brain and three views of the young dragon.

The most amazing thing about inheriting memories is their continuity, which can be passed down for five generations. So even if the young dragon's parents had an accident or didn't pass on some useful memories, there were still his earlier ancestors who would help him. There are even dragons who use the powerful skill Ash Breath, which was passed down ten generations ago, to destroy invincible enemies.

In general, the inheritance memory will pass on some language and writing, hunting and fighting skills, and rarely have experience in dealing with dragons. Because knowledge does not fall behind, and experience changes with time, people, and circumstances. For example, in just eighty years, the interest of human women has shifted from uncles to knights, resulting in @#¥%" (This paragraph, pure hand fighting. ）

Tyrrell listened to Otis and instantly understood why he had learned the language of dragons. At the same time, he sighed that the dragon was really perverted and had a long lifespan (it can be seen from Otis's short description of eighty years.) You don't have to study hard, and the fight is also the strongest in the world, and it's unreasonable for such a rogue race not to go against the sky.

Tyrrell nodded at Otis who was babbling and getting carried away. Asked him suspiciously: "So, how did the patriarch of the dragon clan campaign, ah no, he is on the throne." Is it knowledge or power, or inheritance?"

Otis skimmed off the puzzled Tyrell, seemingly upset that he had been interrupted. Said disdainfully: "Young dragon, you are still too young, too simple Tucson broken! Our dragon is a noble race based on dragons in democracy." Choosing a patriarch must be cautious and multifaceted, first of all, you must be old enough, don't think about dragons under 800 years old. Secondly, strength, intelligence, and dragon charm are all indispensable. In the end, you also have to have noble and pure blood, just like me, our ancestors were @#¥% in ancient times"

"Then, why, father, can you become the patriarch of the Golden Dragon Clan? You may be old enough, and your bloodline is noble enough. But why can't I see any of the three conditions in the second article?Could it be that there is something shady, it stands to reason that the Golden Dragon Clan, as the head of the Dragon Clan, should be very cautious in electing the patriarch, why can't you even beat your mother, and you can still be the patriarch?" Tyrell didn't hesitate to use the interrupt skill again and used the taunt combo.

Otis listened to Tyrell's words, his face darkened, and he said in a mournful tone that Tyrell had never heard before, "Before I became the patriarch, I never thought I would take on this glorious and heavy burden. The reason why I became the leader of all dragons is because the whole dragon clan and the world are sad and afraid, you are still too young, and when you grow up, the truth will automatically reveal itself to you. You just have to be yourself, and you will be the next patriarch. At the right time, it will be your duty to take over my patriarchship. ”