A few days later, the Elven King Palace.

"The orc army has retreated, Your Highness Ember, this time thanks to you dragons. King Serin, who was sitting on the throne, smiled and said to Ember as he poked his head through a window.

Ember nodded his head with a sense of accomplishment, shook his ears, and thought to himself that he was really amazing, and he had resolved the grievances and misunderstandings between the two clans for thousands of years so easily.

The first time I came to the Elven Forest, I was beaten when I saw two elves, and now that I appeared in the Elven King City, no one would say anything.

Thinking of this, Ember playfully looked at the unicorn princess Tia not far away, and got the latter's white eye.

"The platinum-level dragon is very powerful, but," at this time, a discordant voice sounded: "The whole ten gold-level dragons have done nothing, and their food is too large, the meat consumed by the ten dragons is as good as the sum of all the demonic beasts in our clan!

Ember turned his gaze to the person who was speaking, and saw that it was a white-bearded old man holding an old staff of decay, so he said, "I thought you would have an opinion on how much we eat, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, and I couldn't hold it after only two meals." ”

Hearing the fluent elven language in the red dragon's mouth, the old man's expression looked a little surprised, but before he could reply, the red dragon continued: "But you don't have to worry about this, we have nothing to do and we won't waste energy casually, now that most of the dragons have begun to sleep and cultivate, the consumption will be reduced to a minimum, and a meal can last for a long time." ”

Hearing this, the old man was speechless, and only after a while did he speak: "Since this is the case, I have no opinion." With that, he turned and left the hall in a gloomy manner.

King Serin didn't seem to notice the scene just now, and discussed some more matters, so he retreated from everyone, and waited until only Ember was left in the main hall before he said: "Your Highness Ember, the orcs have retreated, the demons have stopped moving, and the competition we have prepared has also been put on the agenda, except for the dwarves who have not responded, the various empires of the human race have responded, and will each send two gold-level young talents to compete for the heart of life." ”

The red dragon shrunk his neck: "Are you really sure you gave me the heart of life?"

"It's reluctant, but there's no better choice. The Elven King raised his eyebrows and said, "Our clan doesn't have so many gold coins to afford to invite so many dragons to help, as for how to satisfy them, that's your business, princess." ”

Ember tried to raise his claws and scratch his neck, but was blocked by the wall, as the window only allowed a faucet to stick in, "Part of the reason I'm helping you now is to make up for the crimes Draco has committed against you"

King Serin waved his hand, indicating that he did not want to continue the topic: "But don't think that you can win the battle, for the sake of the heart of life, each clan will definitely send its own strongest talents." ”

Ember's dragon head nodded: "Of course, I won't despise them, I will defeat them very seriously!"

"Very good, I'm still more assured of your strength" King Serin also nodded slightly: "By the way, where did you put the heart of life? And that saddlebag?"

"Saddle bag and put it in the storage space, the heart of life" The red dragon's tongue rolled, and the heart of life hidden under the tongue was rolled up and lit up.

King Serin had such an expression on his face, and then asked, "Then have you chosen your companions?" I have seen those gold-level dragons, and it seems that their strength is much worse than yours. ”

King Thorin has a keen eye, probably among his peers, the only dragons he is not sure of are Milaos and a few others who seem to be unfathomable, and Shears himself has absolute certainty that these dragons can be defeated. Ember thought to herself.

"Of course I chose. Ember replied, thinking that there was still some time before the tournament, so Xiaolan should wake up, right? This guy had slept long enough that he hadn't seen him in years.

Match day.

"Okay, you little blue, you really can't come out, do you?" Ember scolded, got up from the nest, pinched the little gold on his head, and then gently climbed over Derrig, who was sleeping soundly, and walked out of the dragon house.

Xiao Lan really doesn't come out, so he can only choose one of the existing dragons.

First of all, Dreg ruled out, after all, in the cognition of the elves, his platinum-level pseudonym "Dreig" is his father, and two dragons cannot appear at the same time.

Then Hills, the red dragon walked towards the golden dragon's house, but when he pushed the door, he saw that there was not even a gold coin in it, let alone the golden dragon.

I should have said it in advance, but now it's a bit passive, and I still have to find a spare tire in the future. Ember seriously thought that he couldn't make this kind of mistake again in the future.

A few days ago, King Serin revealed that the orcs could not succeed, so it was imperative to win this competition, and the lion prince who was known as a genius and a rare amethyst Beamon were dispatched, and their strength was at the peak of gold!

Ember attaches great importance to this, and after reading the information, he feels that it will be a little difficult for him to defeat two enemies if he is not deformed.

Amethyst Beamon is completely immune to magic and must be physically attacked to defeat it! Then the other dragon as a companion will have to contain the lion prince in the meantime, but there is no dragon at the peak of gold here

It's all to blame on Xiaolan!

Ember went to find Leoreeus again, although the giant halberd dragon Maggie was at the pinnacle of gold, but the destructive power was too great to be convenient for this kind of competition, and seeing that they were cultivating deeply, he didn't bother.

Seeing that the time was getting less and less, the red dragon couldn't help but be a little anxious, and when he saw a beautiful boy passing by, he shouted, "Bray, what rank are you?"

The passing thunder dragon looked confused, but still replied, "I'm golden." ”

"Can't you see it, why is it still the same as before?" said Ember, skeptical.

"Please, you're growing up too fast, okay!" Bray was a little aggrieved: "I'll be forty meters soon!"

"Okay, it's you!" the red dragon hooked his tail around the brontosaurus's neck and dragged him away.

"You're not going to take me to the elven race's recent uproar, are you?" Bray, who was dragged to stick out his tongue, reacted: "Don't you have Xiaolan? I won't go! Xiaolan will kill me!"

Ember let go of its neck and turned back and said, "Little Blue, this guy dares to release my pigeon, I promise to kill it when it wakes up, before it kills you!"

Bray was a little relieved and kept up with the embers.

At the same time, in the belly of the red dragon.

Xiao Lan played with the Heart of Life that came from Ember Flame's mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, didn't you wake up late for a while, this Broken Tournament Prince is not uncommon to participate, so he will be rewarded with such a small wrecking ball." "If you want to talk about "Red Dragon Biography" with more like-minded people, follow "Hot Network or rdww444" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books with more book friends