The next morning, Otis carefully pulled out of the pile of gems by Tyrell, who was crushed and dying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info looked at Tyrell, who was already silent, and couldn't help crying, "My miserable child, what the hell happened, why did you just go like this? ”

At that moment, a very small voice came from Otis hand: "Me." I think I can salvage it again. ”

When Otis heard this, his heart suddenly turned sad and happy: "Child, you are still alive, you really scared me to death, the dragon scared the dragon and scared the dragon to death!

As Tyrrell listened, he couldn't help but think back to last night's experience. Remembering the fear of being dominated by Otis, and helplessness.

How painful it was, if it weren't for a gap in the dragon's scales that combined with the scales, he would have died a long time ago, but even so, he would have barely seen the sun today. He cowered between the massive scales, and the huge sound source was above, and within the small gap, a soul was tormented. A loud voice pierced through his head, and his young body continued to vibrate with the sound.

No one can save themselves, pain, chaos, filling every cell of themselves. If it weren't for the fact that I hadn't eaten, I would have vomited and diarrhea a long time ago. Tyrrell thought to himself with trepidation.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat meat, eat meat. Tyrrell felt a violent feeling of fasting, and thought Otis had made his request.

When Otis heard this, he hurriedly put down Tyrell and said to him, "Boy, hold on! I will come as soon as I go, you must hold on! You will be fine, whatever you ask I will definitely meet you! Don't have an accident!" With that, Otis wiped away his tears and spread his wings, and flew out like an arrow.

Tyrell listened, opened his eyes, and found that his two eyeballs were not at all obedient, and the scene he saw was all confused. He rolled his eyes and thought to himself, 'Is it really okay to set up a death flag to curse himself?' ’

Hearing Otis come out of the cave, he couldn't be heard for a moment, and Tyrell lay on the ground in a glyph shape, groaning in pain as he felt every muscle and every bone in his body. As Tyrrell calmed down, he heard the sound of his own blood running rapidly through his veins. He calmed down, feeling a slight heat all over his body, and the pain was slowly reducing. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "The recovery ability of the dragon clan is really not covered, I feel better so quickly, I thought that I would lie in bed for a week or two, and according to the current progress, it will be fine in the afternoon." ’

However, as the body gradually recovers, the few energy stored in the body is also depleted at a high rate. The feeling of hunger also grew stronger, causing Tyrell to curl up in a ball.

He finally felt how frightening hunger was, and what a terrible thing it was to starve to death. Even more brutal than suffocation, suffocation can leave you unconscious and cause you to die in a coma. But hunger will continue to haunt you, lasting pain, starvation is also a humble way to die, without the generosity before death, there will be no great righteousness. It will only be in a corner, and no one will even know about the quiet departure.

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When Odis returned home after catching his prey, he saw Tyrell curled up in a ball and kneeling on the ground in an orz position. Tyrell knelt forward in frustration, one hand tightly covering his stomach, one hand already reaching into his mouth, and gnawing continuously.

Seeing this, Ois quickly picked up the meat in his hand and roasted it lightly with dragon breath, and immediately turned into a humanoid creature and dragged the huge piece of meat to Tyrel's side.

Tyrell was delirious by this time, his stomach was rebelling, his ears were ringing, his eyes were not focusing. He was trembling all over, all the etiquette, righteousness and shame were forgotten, and he bit his hand desperately, eager to swallow this piece of meat. Is this the price of power? The dragon's hunger is so terrifying.

Just as Tyrell was about to put his hand down his throat, he smelled a burst of meat, and his eyes trembling around instantly found focus: a fragrant, steaming roast meat. At this moment, Tyrell seemed to be possessed by the Void Devourer 'Bell Grylls', and instantly flew over like roasted meat. The whole body was tightly attached to the barbecue, completely ignoring the flames that were still burning on it, and devoured it in a big gulp.

Otis had no choice but to stand by, handing water in a crockpot, like a loyal servant, to prevent Tyrell from choking too quickly.

Eventually, Tyrell ate twice as much food as his body, and was surprised that he had digested most of it during the meal, otherwise it would have been hilarious to be strangled to death. And, when I was eating, I swallowed some flames that were still burning, but I didn't burn my mouth, but I just felt hot, and I felt like eating chili peppers.

After digesting it for a while, his stomach was no longer so swollen, and Tyrell slowly turned his head away, scratching his huge belly. Then he looked at the humanoid creature Otis next to him, burped and asked, "Uh... Uncle, who are you? I've been standing there since I started."

Otis looked at Tyrrell, who had eaten a ball and couldn't get up from sitting on the ground. He said angrily: "I'm your father!" Anyway, how did you fall asleep and sleep next to me, I'm really worried about my father's death. It's good that I didn't die, otherwise your mother would have known, and I wouldn't have survived. Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future @#¥%"

Tyrrell looked at the nagging figure beside him, who had a handsome, miserable face, a dazzling suit of armor, and a pair of elven ears that rose above his head. After watching it for a long time, I didn't see any similarities with my father, 'even if my imaginary father becomes a human form, he should have a sideways face and a fierce face. Or just look like a nouveau riche. I didn't expect to be so handsome, but the most important thing is that he still looks like an elf. However, judging from the so-called breath, it is indeed his father. ’

Otis was gushing about educating his own children, and when he turned his head, Tyrell was staring at him with a pensive expression. I thought, 'I'm going to go, it's not going to be too harsh to criticize this kid to sue himself for being black!'

So he quickly stopped, and said to Tyrell with a concerned eye and a gentle tone: "Child, are you okay, it's all my fault, say anything." Don't hold it in your heart, just say it. ”

Tyrrell looked at his father, who had an inexplicable mutation in his painting style, and for some reason, he thought of the horrors of last night and this morning. Silently, he hugged his head with both hands and said, "Leave me alone, I just want to be alone, quietly." ”