The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 5 Beast!
But just when David was about to jump out in a dignified way, face up directly with his Dragon Mama, show his own value, and win the slim chance of survival, he found that the face of the Red Dragon Mama seemed to show a look of disgust, and then Flapping his wings on the spot, kicking on the spot, he flew into the depths of the mountains in the sky.

"Ah, here." The rest of the life after the catastrophe really caught everyone by surprise.

After confirming that Long Ma had flown away, David, who was almost suffocating, got out suddenly, shaking off the red ashes all over his head and body, panting heavily.

Thinking of the terrible encounter that he almost brushed against the god of death before, the back of his head was still slightly stiff.

It's just that he still doesn't understand. Long Ma should have at least discovered the existence of the drow before, but why didn't she kill them all?

Thinking like this, he turned his head and glanced instinctively, his face became stiff, and his eyes showed the same disgusting expression as Long Ma before:

I saw two drows who had survived the catastrophe with their upper body buried in the dragon dung pile, their buttocks pouted half-pushed, and one of them was still dripping with feces and urine, like two maggots wriggling in the latrine.

If it was him himself, he would probably not want to step on the poop he pulled in order to kill the two maggots.

That's not crazy!

【arrogant】

Seeing these words appear frequently in his consciousness, especially when they appear every time it makes his brain feel swollen faintly, David suddenly felt a move in his heart:
Could it be that my golden finger is still fully charged?It's just that I haven't found a way to use them yet?
Thinking of the situation when they were used inadvertently in the first two times, David's heart moved.

He felt that he seemed to have found the key.

But he didn't dare to try it rashly. What if his ability is really rechargeable or needs a corresponding medium?
If that was the case, and he threw out his hole cards head-on, he failed to kill the two drows directly.
No, it seems impossible for him to kill the other party based on what the drow leader has shown.

etc.
Old Continent, New Continent, Haimenguan Port
One by one, the information heard on the road flowed through the consciousness.

'Boat! '

'Yes, they will definitely have to ship me back. '

so.
'I just have to find a way to burn their boat, isn't it all right? ! '

As for whether drow, who was furious afterwards, would chase after him and kill him?
Hehe, he knows drow too well, no, his ancestor knew drow too well.

Creatures like drow, as long as there is a glimmer of hope for them to climb up, they will gamble until the bottom of their pants is pressed.

And no matter at this moment or at that moment, as the red dragonling, he is a golden bargaining chip for Zall.

It's still the kind that is enough to turn around and change one's life!
In other words, it's about time.
"I'm the father! Hehehehe."

Just when David made up his mind and sneered silently, there was a cool touch on his neck.

He didn't even need to look to know that the scimitars of the two drow behind him were coming up.

I don't know if he suddenly got rid of the death threat from Long Ma, even if he returned to the original situation again, his mood was surprisingly good.

Immediately, he lay straight down on the cool Gobi like a salted fish, to show that he had no desire to resist.

After all, his six limbs were tied together, not even his tail was spared, so he couldn't raise his claws and surrender like a human, right?
And in terms of the habits of giant dragons, if he really shows his teeth and claws, drow will definitely regard it as the beginning of a fight to the death.

Seeing that the red baby dragon cooperated so well, the two drows who had already made a lot of trouble looked at each other, and then Hiate, who was still the leader of the drows, said helplessly:

"Come and help."

"Huh? Me, me?"

The drow mage who had just recovered his life looked at the red cub which was about the size of a young wildebeest in front of him. When he thought of relying on her weak body to fight all the way to the port which was at least [-] or [-] kilometers away, his calf Already started to faintly tremble.

Hiate crossed her waist and looked around at the plasma and elves on the ground, and looked back at idiots and trash:

"Otherwise? Can you use your low-level undead spells to let us hapless sisters who have been shattered into pieces have a [Dance of the Dead]?"

"The [Dance of Death] that requires at least five rings." Master Drow lowered his head in shame.

"Or untie our dear red dragon baby right now, and bet he'll roast you while he puffs?"

The mentioned David finally couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he didn't even take the opportunity to intervene to fight for a moment of freedom.

He knew it was absolutely impossible, but seeing the embarrassing situation of the two drows in front of him, he still gloated a little.

After traveling for so long, it was finally his turn to watch other people have fun.

"." As for the drow mage's head lowered even lower.

"Then what are you still standing there for? Come here and carry it!" Hiate resisted the urge to slash this idiot with a single knife, and then slash her recruiting agent when she went back.

Because of the sudden arrival of Dragon Mother, the corpses of the two drow who were originally used as food reserves for the Red Dragon were thrown away.

If she couldn't bring the red dragonling onto the boat before dawn tomorrow, she would have to consider taking the only subordinate under her knife.

"I" felt the murderous aura of the drow mage, who could only cry with a mournful face, bent down, and did the work that originally belonged to the soldiers.

In the morning light of the next day, the two drows carried David, who was faintly agitated due to hunger, and when he finally saw the figure of the ship docked on the coast, Xiat breathed a sigh of relief.

"All my lords, Rose high, the boat is still there."

From the moment she saw Dragon Mother, she was worried that the ship might be burned by the dragon's breath.

Now it seems that her luck is not that bad.

With this true red baby dragon, she at least has the cards to turn around.

"I really can't walk anymore Captain!" The drow mage, who was trembling all the way, knelt down on the spot.

This red hatchling is just too heavy!It's almost like lifting a solid block of iron ore.

Hiat didn't even bother to look at the trash, raised her hand and whistled towards the shore.

A quarter of an hour later, David, who was dozing off all the way, was carried into the cabin by several drows on the ship. He opened his eyes after smelling a faint smell of herbs.

Drow's cabin was dark but quiet. After passing through the narrow deck passage, David was quickly attracted by the scenery in front of him that was completely different from that of Blue Star.

The walls of the cabin are hung with curtains woven with exquisite spider silk. They flicker with a strange light in the weak light, and pottery pots and statues with no function are decorated in every corner.

In the very center of the cabin, a desk made of dark and gloomy wood occupies a small half of the space.

There are stacks of books, parchments, inkwells and pens on it. The most conspicuous one is the "Red Dragon Book" that is being spread out on the desk. In the corner near the desk and the porthole, there is another one covered with A comfortable rocking chair made of winter wolf fur for the captain to read and think during the long voyage.

David, who witnessed this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his threat level to the drow leader again.

After all, you are not afraid that the enemy is too powerful, but you are afraid that the enemy is educated.

He dared to be sure that the other party must have corresponding experience and records for all the threats that an ordinary red dragonling could pose.

For example, dealing with the dragon's breath.

But as the group of drow carried him to the next floor, David narrowed his eyes and gradually showed lines of laughter.

As he expected, even if he was as strong as the captain of Drow, after returning to her safest ship after many twists and turns and life and death crises, he could not help but let down his guard a little.

As long as there is no drow leader personally guarding, he feels that the success rate is at least half higher!
After coming to the lowest level of the cabin, it is not so comfortable. The entire lower cabin is shrouded in thick darkness, only the faint candlelight is dotted in it, and the walls are covered with black rusty chains and iron rings. On the crimson embers, there were piles of colorful dragon eggs. I don't know how many dragon nests these thieves stole. In addition, there was a circle of strange runes all over the floor, emitting a light that made David feel faint. Some familiar breath.

That is the magic energy radiated from the blood of the female dragon in the dragon's nest.

The answer from the inheritance of the dragon emerged from the subconscious mind.

These drows were actually simulated through magic runes to ensure the survival and hatching rate of the dragon eggs.

David, who had just marveled at this, suddenly noticed the iron chain on the wall, and almost scolded his mother on the spot.

There is almost no need to guess, it is just to restrain young dragons like him who broke their shells early.

This means that even if he succeeds in burning the ship, he still has to continue to fight wits with the drows.

It's just that something he didn't expect happened.

Several drows didn't restrain him to the wall immediately, and one of them cheerfully broke off the base of David's tail, and moved towards his cloaca:
"I heard that you are still a real dragon that hatched on its own? Come on, let my sister take a look at it, I hope it's a little male dragon, hehehe."

And this seemingly outrageous move was not only not stopped, but the other three drows were also waiting curiously.

After all, this question is related to the value of the goods.

The value of a male giant dragon in the market is more than twice as high.

Compared with the long estrus cycle of female giant dragons, although elves are also far inferior to humans, they are much faster, right?

Since an accidental transportation accident, the dragon-born drow, who was originally regarded as a slave along with the male drow, showed impressive destructive power in the battlefield with the high elves, the value of the male giant dragon has been rising all the way.

It is precisely for this reason that the drow always enjoy cracking dragon eggs and identifying the sex of baby dragons.

The value of dead eggs, dragon beasts, true dragons, and even male true dragons varies greatly.

So at this time, the feeling is probably the same as that of Lao Mian, who was gambling with blue stars.

But how did David know this? Thinking of drow's chaotic nature, he thought that these dissatisfied drow wanted to be strong against him who was only two days old!
'Beast! ! ! '

The young red dragonling was distraught and indignant.

【fury】

(End of this chapter)