"Mama, go home!" Failed again, the little red dragon angrily looked at Fenghua, who was being held up over there and seemed to be sleeping very comfortably, it felt that it had fallen out of favor, and Ma Ma no longer held it a dragon!

"Okay." is still using the power of the breeze to support Fenghua, and the green existence is walking in front.

"Mama, let go!" Following behind, looking at that person, it was even more unpleasant, and the little red dragon was extremely angry.

"It's rude to leave an injured person here alone." Continuing to hold Fenghua, Qingcun did not forget how serious the injuries on Fenghua's body were.

Otherwise, with what Fenghua did in the Thirteen Pavilions, he was not a person who could easily let him go with such peace.

"But I'm a dragon!" The little red dragon continued to run wild, the red dragon is the hottest among the dragon clan, what kind of polite thing do you want.

"Dragons can be polite, too." With a wisp of breeze, he appeased the rampaging little red dragon. The power of the wind is always infinitely gentle.

"Mama, hug." Slightly smoothed out, the little red dragon didn't care about the bloody scales on his body, and pounced on Qingcun.

And at the same time, there was also an egg, pounced.

Naturally, it can't be hit.

With the power of three wisps of fresh wind, Qing Cun walked in front. Beside him, there is a person, an egg, and a dragon.

Along the way, those people who passed by seemed to have long been accustomed to the scene where Qing Cun could easily hold a fiery red dragon.

Even, he didn't look twice at the extra people and eggs.

After Qingcun passed by, everyone else gathered together and couldn't help but talk about it.

"Qing Cun picked up the toy that was broken by the little red dragon again?"

"He always likes to pick up strange things."

"But it's the first time I've seen people."

"What's that egg?"

"Little Red Dragon Huoxin'er's eyes are about to burst into flames, it looks like it should be food?"

"That egg looks very strong, but it is separated by the power of the wind of Qingcun, and I can't see what the real strength is."

"Qingcun always likes to pick up strange things, this is a habit that the ancestors can't help it."

"But there are so many people in our Qing family, and we have lived in Dragon Palace City since we were ten years old. Only Qingcun, when he was five years old, picked up a red dragon. Back then, his wind power was not so strong, and the little red dragon was completely dragged back by him. Think about the little red dragon, whose scales are not strong, has been dragged for tens of thousands of meters on this hardest ground, and its body is drenched in blood, which is really miserable. ”

"Well, who's to say it isn't? Our Qing family has always been good friends with Qinglong. Now, she has become a little princess of the Tyrannosaurus who has become a red dragon. ”

"But that red dragon, isn't it very gentle to Qingcun."

"That's just for Qingcun, you and I will try it?"

"Then forget it."

"Qingcun, ......"

As he spoke, everyone came back from what Qingcun picked up this time, and talked about what Qingcun picked up for the first time.

Qingcun, in their eyes, is a miracle living by their side.

Since birth, there have been treasures and good things everywhere, but he just climbed onto a blind sweeping servant, and then picked up the button that was about to fall off the servant, and smiled dumbfoundedly.

Qingcun's legendary life has begun.