Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1758 The dragons pay attention to the announcement
  "Did you see it? Did you see it?"

"Did you see anything?"

"It's the old Dragon King and his dragon sons."

"You can't see it here."

"Maybe he hasn't come out yet."

"It should be."

"No, it hasn't come out yet. Why are you crowding like this?"

"Don't make any noise."

Zhang Yan was speechless and choked, curled his lips, and squeezed out through the gap on the other side.

It seems that the old Dragon King's choice of Prince Beihai is extremely important.

To be able to make the dragon people of Beihai care so much, what kind of temptation does the position of the crown prince of Longhai bring.

Hehe, Zhang Yan is getting excited.

Since everyone is so curious and wants this seat so much, he wants to get in on the fun.

Zhang Yan patted the elder brother standing in front of him. Brother Long turned to him with a dragon face and looked at Zhang Yan in confusion.

"Brother, let me squeeze forward. I'm small, and I also want to see what the Dragon King looks like."

Brother Long lowered his head and glanced at the humble Zhang Yan huddled in the crowd. He said nothing and turned his head to continue looking at the situation in front of him.

Zhang Yan looked embarrassed. Are all the dragons in Beihai so indifferent? They are of the same race after all.

The next second, Zhang Yan was lifted up, and his whole sight was so wide.

"Thank you, thank you."

Zhang Yan turned his gaze from the wide view above and lowered his head to thank the dragon who carried him.

The next second, Zhang Yan began to struggle.

what the hell!

Why was he being carried by a woman!

Zhang Yan looked at the fat and wide body under his crotch, and the face of a woman occupying three areas was broken down.

"Don't move! You are too noisy, and the people behind you will see it." Zhang Yan was ashamed, so there was no need to carry him up so high in such a shameful manner, let's expose him to the public.

He thought it was the indifferent Brother Long who had just changed his mind and came to carry him on his back.

As a result, Zhang Yan might as well try his best to squeeze forward now.

"Come out, come out!"

"Quiet, quiet."

"The Dragon King and his three sons."

"Good good."

"But I can't see it."

The voices of discussion in the crowd became smaller and smaller, and the dragon people in the last long street became quiet. Regardless of whether they could see or hear, they all stood there and waited for what the Dragon King would do next. Open your mouth and speak.

Zhang Yan also became serious and stayed in the sky, waiting for the Dragon King's next words in this strange "giant" posture.

Oh, it turns out that this old man is the Old Dragon King.

There were only a few sparse hairs on the old Dragon King's dragon face. In order to appear intimidating, he even combed the few sparse and gray hair neatly and stuck them clearly on his scalp. .

A large crown was worn squarely in the center of the old Dragon King's head.

Under the man's nose, which has grown brown and yellow spots in old age, a small white beard hangs majestically.

The old Dragon King's face was not very friendly, but solemn and solemn, which made Zhang Yan very nervous.

Below is an orange-yellow brocade robe that symbolizes the identity and status of the Dragon King.

The old Dragon King lowered his eyes and looked at the dragon people in all directions.

He coughed lightly to clear his throat.

The three people standing next to him should be the three noble sons of the old Dragon King: Ao Gao, Ao Lie and Ao Ying.

Zhang Yan's eyes glanced over one by one.

This son follows his father and looks exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)