I'm not! I don't! This little dragon has nothing to do with me! I didn't do it secretly behind your back - Gretel was speechless for a moment, his thoughts flying around.
All kinds of excuses ran through his mind quickly. However, no matter which one he said, it sounded like it was getting darker and darker...
"This, Cerila," he stammered, "I can explain..." However, Cerila no longer listened to his explanation.
The silver dragon girl rushed forward like a whirlwind, bent down to pick up the little dragon, and hugged her into her arms. Touching from head to toes, from feet to head: "Ah! So cute! So cute, so cute, so cute! Such a small figure! Such smooth scales! Such exquisite dragon horns! Gretel, you made it specially for me Is it mine?" I didn't make it out just for you to masturbate. Gretel opened his mouth and then closed it again.
Seeing Serila hugging the silver dragon, which was about the same size as a cat, and fondling it here and there, she shuddered silently: It seemed that when she failed to transform into a mini silver dragon for the first time, Serira La was hugging him happily and touching him back and forth... so he found a substitute for Cerela to play with?
"Oh, Grete, did this change look like you?" No, it changed like you did, Cerira.
Grete really wanted to say this, but before he could speak, he quickly bit his tongue hard: This dragon is a male dragon!
It's a male dragon! When he used the cloning technique to simulate the dragonet, he used the y chromosome from Vaska's records to replace Cerela's x chromosome!
"This, Cerela..."
"Mage Nordmark? - Mage Nordmark? Have you completed your advancement? Is it convenient for the guests to come and visit?" At the critical moment, the tower spirit shouted and rescued Gretel in time.
Grete wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and replied loudly: "It's done! Invite them in! - No, it's me who goes down! I'll go down immediately!" This is the dragon's nest!
It's Cerela's dragon lair! Cerela's bed of gold coins, the silver coins mixed in the pile of gold coins, the jewelry box she used as a pillow, and various gold plates and silver bowls mixed in with the gold coins, were all spread out on the ground!
No one is allowed to step into this place! Dragons can’t do it, and humans can’t do it either! No one can!
Grete ran towards the entrance in a panic. While running, he shook his collar and cuffs. When he was meditating here just now, although he didn't roll around on the floor, there wasn't a gold coin suddenly stuck in the gap in his clothes, or there was a gem stuck in it!
By the way, there are also soles - you don't have to worry about the shoes. Let alone a gold coin, even a half-carat diamond can be so bruised that you can't walk, and you have to take off the shoes and pour them out.
However, if you stick a gold coin on the sole of your shoe, you won’t feel it at all! He can't do such a thing! Before leaving the dragon's nest, any copper coins contaminated from the dragon's nest must be left here cleanly!
While Grete was checking himself, he ran out of the dragon's nest - Cerela picked up the little dragon and ran faster and more nimble than him. She almost ran out of the dragon's nest side by side with him, and then Rushed through Gretel's exclusive floor.
At the same time, with a rumble, the doors and windows of the mage tower opened one by one and rose up. A large number of magicians rushed out of the magic tower, and a large number of magicians flew up, rushed into the door of the magic tower, or flew into the long window.
Archmage Philby was reserved for a moment and did not rush in immediately. Instead, she looked back at the teacher.
The Lord of Thunder nodded slowly, took a step forward in the void, and then took another step toward the direction of the mage tower. At the same time, he landed slightly: As a legendary mage and Gretel's teacher, he rushed into his disciple's room in a hurry. It is obviously unnecessary to go to the Mage Tower to determine the situation of his disciples.
He should move forward slowly and reservedly, and at the same time, wait for his disciples to know the situation and rush out to greet him.
Anyway, the advancement has been completed. Judging from the elemental fluctuations, it should have been completed successfully. There is no need to rush in... However, other people, or other dragons, are not as sure as the Lord of Thunder.
Led by Vaska, a group of young dragons couldn't wait and rushed to the mage tower: in order to save space, they transformed into human forms one by one and squeezed into two rows in front of the long window.
The top row, the bottom row, crowded together, staring at the inside of the mage tower. Of course, the older legendary dragon couldn't bear to face the young people.
Fortunately, the dragons' vision and hearing are very keen. From high in the sky, they can see hares underground like eagles; like hares underground, they can hear the flapping of goshawks' wings high in the sky.
Therefore, they slowly floated one kilometer away, two kilometers away, looking down at Grete who came out.
Watching Gretel running to the window, watching Cerela holding the shining silver dragon in her arms, they ran to the front of the long window together: Then, they saw those giant dragons that had turned into human forms, Kacha Kacha, a One by one, they froze.
Some of them were so shocked that they couldn't even maintain their levitation, so they fell directly and hit the heads of the people in the row below: "Cerela!" Elder Batista heard a young dragon - probably his favorite Sai A certain golden dragon from Ruila yelled in shock, suddenly, and almost torn apart: "You and Grete will have a baby so soon?!" Snap.
The two young giant dragons couldn't maintain their transformation skills, so they transformed directly back into their dragon form and smashed to the ground, knocking down several of their friends around them.
Katcha. Next to Elder Batista, two legendary dragons smashed their jaws down on the spot. Boom, boom, roar... At the entrance of the mage tower, there was a chaos of war.
The magicians panicked to avoid the giant dragon that crashed down from the air. Acceleration, sprinting, teleportation, and different spells were flying everywhere.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Cerela yelled angrily: "This little dragon was made by Gretel himself! Himself! It has nothing to do with me!" She held up the window sill and jumped out.
Suspended in the air, she held the little dragon in both hands and poked it in front of the young dragons, especially her brother's wide eyes: "Look, look! - See for yourself!!" Gas Ka subconsciously floated back and then floated again.
Behind him, above and below, the legends screamed and rushed forward, quickly blocking him behind them: "What is this?"
"What is this little dragon? How did it appear?"
"It doesn't look like a living thing... It looks like a living thing, but it doesn't look like a living thing..."
"It's amazing..." Even Princess Norrell couldn't help it. With the Lord of Thunder by her side, she was able to occupy the best position, and tremblingly touched the little dragon: "Did Gretel make this? Is it the result of Gretel's advancement?" She turned around and talked to her husband, Please tell me how to make this!
She can pay you! It can be exchanged for the knowledge, resources and various plant seeds of the elves!
