Prehistoric Three-leaf Sword Grass

Chapter 167 Prologue
"Father, the world is so big, I want to see it." A little dragon that has not yet transformed said to his father beside him, with pleading eyes.

"No! The outside world is too dangerous! I don't allow you to go out!" A creature that has already transformed, stroking Xiaolong's head, quickly objected.As a dragon who has already transformed, this dragon creature naturally knows that the prehistoric world is full of dangers, even he himself dare not leave the dragon at will.

As a member of the dragon clan, this creature of the dragon clan naturally knows that only staying in the dragon clan is safe.At the beginning, my little friends also chose to leave the Dragon Clan and wanted to travel the prehistoric world.However, hundreds of years have passed, and my little friend hasn't come back yet, presumably he has already fallen.

Looking down at his son, seeing the pitiful look in his precious son's eyes, the eyes of the dragon creature as the father flashed with distress.As a father, he wanted to give his son the best conditions, so in the past, no matter what his son wanted, this father would give it to him.However, the son wanted to leave the dragon clan, but this father did not allow it. He clearly knew how dangerous the outside world was.

"Father, how can you be in danger if you are so powerful?" Xiaolong looked at his father adoringly, with doubts in his eyes.In this little dragon's view, his father is very powerful, and under the protection of his father god, he will not be in the slightest danger at all.

The father's face froze, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he said with some regret: "Son, that is me lying to you. If my strength is really so strong, then I will not be just a Yaksha patrolling the sea."

"Ah? Father, you lied to me before?" Xiaolong looked at his payment, his eyes filled with surprise. He always thought that his father was an indomitable and powerful man.In reality, his father was not a strong man, which made Xiaolong a little angry and puzzled.

"Yes! Son, can you forgive your father?" The father stroked his son with a hint of remorse in his eyes.If one's own strength is strong enough, then how could it be so?If he is really a strong man, then the prehistoric is so big, why can't his son just hang around at will?Unfortunately, everything is if.

Hearing his father's words, there was a little anger in Xiaolong's eyes. Obviously, as a wayward little dragon, Xiaolong would not forgive his father so easily.

Noticing his son's gaze, the father's eyes flashed a hint of helplessness, so he had no choice but to say: "Son, don't you want to eat spiritual fruit? Father can bring you back some, as long as you don't get angry. After finishing speaking, the father looked at his beloved son, wanting to be affirmed by his son.

Xiaolong's eyes flashed brightly, and a little bit of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, making him look very cute.

"Okay, okay, as long as there are spirit fruits to eat." Xiaolong's voice sounded, and the father couldn't help showing a little joy on his face.The eyes that looked at Xiaolong were full of love. Even though the spirit fruit was very precious to this father, the father still chose to give the spirit fruit to his son.

Because the Dragon Clan occupies the Great Desolate East China Sea, the cultivation resources within the clan should be abundant, but even so, every member of the clan cannot get enough cultivation resources.After all, the dragon clan is the head of the three prehistoric clans, and there are many clansmen, so no matter how many resources there are, it is completely unable to meet the needs of the clansmen.In this case, a few spirit fruits are resources that ordinary dragons cannot easily obtain.

If it weren't for the fact that this father was a patrolling Yaksha of the Dragon Clan, then this father would not have the spiritual fruit.But even so, these spiritual fruits are the result of the father's hard work for hundreds of years.And now, for the sake of his son, this father gave the spiritual fruit to his son without hesitation.

"Kacha" the dragon's mouth opened, and he directly bit the spiritual fruit in his hand into two halves, the spiritual energy overflowed, making the little dragon's eyes glow brightly.

"Father, I'll eat it for you." A dragon claw handed half of the spiritual fruit to his father, and the other half of the spiritual fruit was already held in his mouth by the little dragon, not wanting to swallow it easily.Although Xiaolong is young, he also knows the preciousness of these spiritual fruits, and also knows that his father has worked hard for a hundred years to obtain these spiritual fruits, so Xiaolong cherishes them very much.

Putting the remaining few spiritual fruits into the pouch around his dragon's neck, Xiaolong felt the direction of the spiritual fruit in his mouth with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Son, I don't want to eat it. You can eat it. Father has already eaten it." With bright lights in his eyes, the father wiped the corners of his eyes and said to his son.The sweet aroma of the ling fruit made the father twitch his nose a few times, and even swallowed some saliva dryly.

"Father, why don't you eat it?" Xiaolong said coquettishly, looking at his father with shining eyes, wanting to see his own money to eat the fruit.

Feeling his son's gaze, the father swallowed, gently picked up the half of the spiritual fruit, and slowly put it into his mouth.There was obvious joy on Xiaolong's face, and there was even a trace of excitement in his eyes, and the father turned around quietly at some point.

Quietly took out the spiritual fruit in his mouth, and the mana flowed, covering up the fragrance of the spiritual fruit.Taking a deep look at the spiritual fruit in his hand, the father seriously put the half of the spiritual fruit into the space bracelet in his hand. His wife hasn't tasted it yet, so take it back and let her taste it.

"Son, it's delicious!" The father turned around and said to his son, with obvious excitement on his face.He licked his own lips, looking unsatisfied, which made Xiaolong very happy.

Xiaolong stretched his body, climbed onto his father's neck, felt his father's temperature, and slowly fell asleep.

Noticing that his son had fallen asleep, the father showed some firmness on his face, and he held his trident for patrolling the sea tightly in his hand, and headed towards the distant sea.

"Hey!" There was a sharp bird cry in the sky, and the eyes of this Dragon Clan patrol Yaksha flashed a trace of horror, and he quickly looked up at himself.But in the sky above him, at some time, a big roc like a mountain has appeared, and the roc's whole body exudes a bright golden light.

Seeing this big roc, Xunhai Yacha showed a deep and dignified expression on his face, and directly appeared the dragon's body, hovered up, and firmly protected his son.

(End of this chapter)