After peeking at the script of life, I switched to Dragon Knight

Chapter 17 The excitement of the top powerhouse

"The meeting is postponed, the light elves obey the order, and play peaceful music!"

"The meeting is postponed, the dark elves obey the order, and start a celebration dance!"

Following the words of the Great Elder Yan Changkong and the elf headed by the dark side, the entire square garden boiled!
The light elves took out various musical instruments stored in the inventory to play, and the dark elves entered the arena to dance. After a little confusion, the connection was smooth, forming a strange and dreamy scene.

Hundreds of birds hover over the square, flying up and down with the rhythm of Ping Yale; fierce beasts in the forest also dance lightly, showing wild rhythms; there is a huge roar inside the mountain, but the outside remains motionless, as if the most loyal audience is cheers.

This is the real ancestor worship ceremony, enough to arouse the resonance of the entire secret realm!

After nearly a hundred years, this scene finally reappeared!
Regarding the sudden gathering of brilliance, Gu Zhao was a little dumbfounded.

Sitting properly in the auditorium, preparing to watch a game, and congratulate your friends, why did you suddenly become the focus of the audience? !

Listening to the music played by the elves, Gu Zhao stretched out his index finger, trying to poke the elf dancing beside him, but he twisted his waist and avoided it with a giggle.

After 10 minutes, Gu Zhao finally saw the scene in front of him clearly after the rays of light reluctantly dispersed.

He couldn't imagine the shock at this moment without experiencing it himself.

Nearly a thousand elf girls sang and danced, staring at him with expressions of curiosity and admiration on their faces.

"This... calm and calm, they are all pink skulls, how can they mess with my concentration."

Gu Zhao looked at the nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, so as to restrain his mind.

"Little friend, welcome to the elves as a guest."

An ugly smile appeared on Yan Changkong's face, and he kept his face paralyzed for so long that he almost forgot how to smile.

"Holy Dragon, the Great Elder actually laughed!"

"It turns out that the Great Elder laughs so hard...it has its own characteristics."

"I hope this little handsome guy won't be frightened by the Great Elder."

"What's the use of whispering, the Great Elder will definitely be able to hear you."

There was a short burst of exclamation on the field, and then came to an abrupt end.

"Elder, what is this?"

Seeing doubts appearing on Gu Zhao's face, Yan Changkong stepped into the void, and came to him with a flicker, and was about to explain the origin of the ancestor worship ceremony, but suddenly his face changed drastically.

"Bright Dragon?!"

After getting closer, Yan Changkong, a level 78 life mage, could easily feel the bright dragon breath emanating from the student who had just grown up in front of him.

Brightness is mixed with vitality.

"It seems to be a bright young dragon."

Yan Changkong came to a conclusion.

Just when he was about to ask in detail, there were bursts of exclamations in his ears.

"This person looks like Gu Zhao."

"Is it Gu Zhao who contracted our holy dragon?"

"Yeah, I even reported this news, the Great Elder doesn't seem to know at all?"

"Nonsense, which one of the high-level people in our clan has not practiced in the depths of the secret realm all the year round? These few came here just after leaving the customs, and have no contact with the clan at all."

Frowning, Yan Changkong looked at the dense crowd.

Soon, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd and handed him a form.

Yan Changkong glanced away, turned to look at Gu Zhao expectantly, bowed slightly, and said, "I wonder if my little friend can let us meet our holy dragon?"

"Did the Great Elder salute? I'm not mistaken."

There was an uproar in the arena. What kind of person is Yan Changkong? There are very few people who are worthy of his salute. Now, in order to meet Shenglong, he actually bowed to a student who has just grown up? !
"Want to see Sylvia?"

Gu Zhao was not overwhelmed by the feeling of being flattered, but frowned slightly, thinking quickly.

First, will Yan Changkong snatch his own dragon?
No, because you can't take it away if you want to. The contract between Sylvia and herself is unbreakable. Let alone level 78, even level [-], it is impossible to break the rules of the profession.

The most important thing is that there has never been a situation in which a mount after a contract has been snatched away in history.

Second, there is no second.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhao's consciousness sank into the contract space, calling for Sylvia...

After a while, a mysterious magic circle appeared in the air. The elders of the light elves had fiery eyes and expectations written on their faces, while several members of the dark elves looked at Gu Zhao with complicated faces.

Why can't this kid contract a dark dragon? Although they have a good relationship with the light elves, they are... so fucking jealous.

Although the bright young dragon has just been born, its strength is relatively weak, and it is also someone else's mount, but just the symbolic meaning of "reappearance", no amount of equipment and treasures can match it, this is the testimony of ancient family history !
After the lines on the magic circle were all lit up, a young dragon with pale golden scales appeared in front of everyone.

Ang~
Coming out of the contract space, Sylvia was very happy, and bumped her head into Gu Zhao's arms.

"It's really a bright dragon!"

Yan Changkong's lips trembled slightly. As a top powerhouse, in his long life, he has encountered no matter how incredible things are.

It can be said that no matter how bizarre and dangerous things happened in front of him, his expression would not change a bit, but now, he really couldn't control it anymore.

As an older generation of light elves who always wanted to inherit the elf culture, he always wanted to find the golden dragon and the holy dragon of the light elves.

Whenever news of a giant dragon came from the secret realm, no matter it was true or not, he would go there in person to find out, but in the end he could only reap disappointment.

A hundred years ago, after Yan Changkong finished his funeral, he ventured to the depths of the battlefield alone, trying to search for the footprints of the bright dragon, but he was involved in a great battle on the way, and he was seriously injured. It took 20 years to fully recover.

Now, he actually saw the Bright Dragon with his own eyes in his hometown—the Elven Secret Realm!
It's like a person who traveled thousands of miles just to find gold, was almost eaten by beasts on the road, was intercepted by bandits, and finally returned home disappointed, but when he was growing vegetables in the backyard, he dug up a pot of gold.

No words can describe his excitement at this moment.

Yan Changkong took a deep breath, looked at Gu Zhao with a smile, and said kindly: "Little friend, from today onwards, you are the best friend of my bright elves. To express our gratitude to you, our clan will do our best when you need it." Help you once."

The bright elves make a full shot? !

Gu Zhao opened his eyes wide.

This is not just a pie from the sky, it is a gold brick from the sky, and a pile of it.

It can be said that with this promise, it is equivalent to mastering a super strong security guarantee, at least within the human race, no one will dare to touch him.

"Thank you, Great Elder."

(End of this chapter)