Dragonborn Spring and Autumn

Chapter 1 How I am Me Meteor Dragon City

In the northwest of Xilong Kingdom, Meteor Dragon City.This is a city made of huge logs. There are no guns or cars here. This is a town built purely by life. Whether inside or outside the city, people's lives are always closely related to the giant beasts.

Under the guidance of the animal trainers, all kinds of giant beasts on the street were either carrying goods or being led, and walked side by side with the pedestrians; the steel rock horned dragon slowly dragged the huge logs and walked towards the city wall The nobles rode mammoths and hunted groups of small dinosaurs with friends and companions. From time to time, the escaped dinosaurs were thrown down by the velociraptors released by the surrounding followers, and then a cloud of blood mist burst out.

The south of Meteor Dragon City is always the busiest place. Rows of small wooden houses and muddy streets constitute the market here. The hawkers and merchants on the side of the road are hard at work selling the tomatoes grown by the Chinese. The blood-stained gems brought back, the mines piled up with blood and sweat in the ancient mines, or the giant beasts that are strong or beautiful.The Niulong carrying tomatoes in the road, the steel rock horned dragon pulling a cart, and even the generals patrolling the city riding mammoths, let their soldiers let the velociraptors harass the poultry of the vendors, attracting people from the roadside. There was a burst of chicken and dragon jumping.

All the weirdness seemed so reasonable to a little beggar.

His name is Li Yuanlei, and he is a beggar.He is almost about to give up the dream in his heart, he is just struggling for his life, but he doesn't feel that there is any unfairness in this world, even if he is beaten every day for no reason, he still thinks it should be, after all, he has become a beggar Well, it's normal for beggars to be beaten for no reason in Xilong Kingdom.

He skillfully turned over from the mud and sat up, and wiped off the dripping blood and muddy water on his face as usual. In an instant, the smell of rotten tomatoes filled his nostrils. This is a very expensive tomato. He thought to himself .

The hustle and bustle of the surroundings filled his ears instantly, as if the tomato juice, blood and muddy water slipped down, the whole market returned to its usual noise, except for the few down-and-out men in armor and holding swords, the people who came and went They continued to be busy with their own affairs, and even the giant beasts passing by were just careful not to trample on him, quietly marching along the route predetermined by the master.

"Stupid, didn't you see the way blocking Yeye? The Chinese who grow tomatoes probably haven't eaten tomatoes for a long time. Grandpa still has them here!" A huge figure blocked the glare of the sun like a dark cloud , Li Yuanlei raised his head, opened his swollen eyes with difficulty, and looked up at the strong man standing beside him.

This is a strong man with a height of two meters. His broken but neat armor is fully supported by his knotted muscles. He has a typical Nordic face with black braids all over his head, which is more or less nondescript.This man looked like a soldier who had been fought on the battlefield. He just kicked Li Yuanlei from the side of the tomato stand into a rut in the road with a casual kick just now, splashing mud all over the pedestrians around him, but everyone Everyone just lowered their heads and quickly left this soldier who was obviously not easy to mess with.

"Snapped--"

A half-bitten green tomato flew out of the strong man's hand smoothly, hit Li Yuanlei's temple like a bullet, and landed intact in the mud.

This seemingly insignificant blow became the last straw that crushed a fragile soul. Under one blow, Li Yuanlei was thrown back into the mud firmly like a broken sack.

"That's enough, Qianning!" A not-so-tall man walked quickly from the group of soldiers beside him, blocking the strong man's fist. After speaking, the man still turned his head to see that there was no sound in the mud. Li Yuanlei looked back at the strong man again, "It's time to report to Qian Ning, Master Zeya has already gone to the barracks, we have to seize this opportunity, we should have a share in the treasures of Yashou Fortress!"

"Yes, yes, Sansu," the strong man named Qian Ning was discouraged, glared fiercely at Li Yuanlei who was in the mud, and pulled the man beside him to leave, "Let's hurry up, Falling Dragon City I really can't afford to stay in the hotel."

"I've said it several times, Huang Sansui, not Sansu!" The man held by Qian Ning was obviously not as strong as him, and he was dragged to a staggering position. "Let's go, go see Lord Zeya!"

After saying this, the man named Huang Sansui put his arm around Qian Ning, who was a head taller than him, and secretly shook his pocket with the other hand, shaking a few silver coins into the muddy water beside the beggar.

A group of men in leather armor with knives yelled and disappeared into the busy city, leaving only Li Yuanlei lying in the mud on the road, bustling with people, as if what happened just now had never happened.

"Yuan Lei, are you okay?" A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy ran out from the alley, ignoring the mud on the ground, he used his hands and feet to set up Li Yuanlei, and then shouted to the surroundings, "What are you doing in a daze? handle!"

With his shout, a group of eight or nine-year-old beggars appeared out of nowhere from beside the steamed stuffed bun shop, behind the curtain of the tomato stand, and at the door of the restaurant. The thin beggar in the cotton coat was exceptionally nimble, and immediately rushed to the place where the silver coins fell. He only saw his fingers dexterously probing in the mud several times, and the four silver coins that had been wiped off the mud fell into his broken bag. Among them, the people in the market seemed to turn a blind eye to these ants-like beggars, and they were still busy along their own life tracks.

Who would care about a group of beggars, not to mention the guards of Meteor Dragon City, a group of beggars surrounded Li Yuanlei with support and quickly left the city gate, and came to the southern suburb of Meteor Dragon City, which was still the familiar temple. It's still that dilapidated smell.

It is said that all the statues of Xilong Kingdom were destroyed in the last battle of Shenlong, and this mountain temple is no exception.A little beggar stepped into the temple without a gate, wiped the Xumizuo without the statue with his colorless sleeves, and then turned around and motioned for everyone to lift Li Yuanlei up.

Under the command of the first young man who rushed out to help Li Yuanlei, all the beggars got to work familiarly. Someone carefully tore off the cloth strips from the rags on his body, and prepared to help Li Yuanlei wrap the wound on his head. They bought firewood to make a fire, and someone brought clean water to help Li Yuanlei clean the stains on his body.

Even though it was early spring, it became cold in the evening, and the occasional calls of unknown beasts came from outside the temple, which made the temperature in this dilapidated small temple even lower.

"Brother Lehe, how is Yuan Lei?" The little beggar who was wiping the Xumizuo with his sleeve asked the young beggar next to him while washing his nose.

"He has always been lucky, nothing happened!" The young man called Brother Le He was the first to run to help Li Yuanlei. At this time, he was cleaning the wound on Li Yuanlei's head and face while looking at him worriedly. Bloody cheeks, "Cotton!"

"Brother Lehe, I'm here." The little beggar replied hastily.

"I said, take the cotton!"

"Okay, it will be ready soon!" It turns out that the little beggar's name is cotton, because he has been wearing an adult's cotton coat since he can remember. Cotton is a rare thing in this world, but he fell into this little beggar somehow. No one cares about the name of a little beggar in his son's hands. As time goes by, everyone calls him Little Mianmian.

While speaking, he skillfully took out a small ball of black cotton from the hole in the cotton coat, but seeing Brother Lehe's stern eyes, he gritted his teeth again, took out a large piece and handed it over, and said aggrievedly , "I almost lost my coat..."

"Go to Jiang Dazui, the hemostatic medicine was not enough last time, I'm afraid something bad will happen this time." Brother Lehe pushed Xiao Mianmian lightly, "Go, his servants know you, I don't care if anyone else goes." rest assured."

"Wrap it on my cotton body!" Hearing Brother Lehe's words, Little Mianmian was overwhelmed with pride, his little fist slapped his chest under the ragged cotton clothes, and after he finished speaking, he ran away to find someone without caring about the others up.

Looking at Li Yuanlei who was breathing weakly on the Xumizuo, Lehe wiped him to stop the bleeding while falling into memories.

They were originally a group of little beggars in the Falling Dragon City, avoiding the guard yards of the big households and the giant beasts patrolling the city on the street every day, just looking for some leftovers in the Falling Dragon City to feed themselves, living a precarious life. day.But the appearance of Li Yuanlei two years ago changed the fate of these little beggars. He seemed to appear among the little beggars in Meteor Dragon City out of thin air. During the temple, he almost failed to ask for food, but he knew many things that no one knew. For example, he could make and place traps to catch raccoon slaves in the woods, and he could weave summer mats out of a plant he called bamboo. These are things that people in Meteor Dragon City are willing to spend money to buy, and this group of beggars have barely managed to make a living by relying on his two skills in the past two years.But beggars are just beggars after all, and they are often made things difficult and beaten by other adult beggars, hooligans, or soldiers in Meteor Dragon City, especially after the Dragon Calendar New Year this year, the beggars in the city tried to catch them several times for begging. Thanks to their familiarity with the methods of catching raccoon slaves and weaving bamboo mats, they would have lost these two livelihoods long ago.

Just as he was thinking, a black figure rushed into the ruined temple, a chubby kid in brocade robe let go of the panting velociraptor's neck, and hit the stone floor of the ruined temple with a bang .

"Brother Li, I... I'm one step late, oops!" Looking at Li Yuanlei who was motionless on the Sumeru Seat, the boy in brocade robe kicked the unstoppable velociraptor away, and got up from the ground with difficulty, While shouting in a loud cry.

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