then Lao long went on talking, and people did not disturb him. They all knew that this was the last story they heard from their predecessors.

"I won't elaborate on the process. Let's talk about it here!"

"This is the dark array set up by the necromancer a thousand years ago."

"His goal is me. As the first general of the golden dragon family, I have been schemed against and trapped here!"

"At that time, I thought that I would rather die by myself than be a puppet to the necromancer."

"But I haven't seen him since I was put in."

"Do you know what happened?"

"Master, we have heard of some. It is said that a dragon knight appeared, killed the necromancer and drove out the dark army."

Zhang Xing replied.

After listening to Lao Long's silence for a while, he turns to laotiao.

"Three little ones, my life has come to an end, and I can't teach you any more experience."

"But there are a few pieces of advice for you."

Sanlong is attentive, erect his ears and listen carefully.

"First, we should shoulder the mission of protecting human beings. We are the best friends and brothers of mankind. We are not a family, but more than a family!"

"Second, we should constantly hone ourselves, make ourselves stronger, and always guard against the return of the dark army!"

"Third, to find more of the same kind, to find suitable territory for our survival, reproduction and reproduction, do not let our dragon clan die from this world!"

"Fourth..."

Lao Long's figure is becoming more and more lax. He tries hard to say more, but he has no time.

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As the Dragon dissipated, the dark array outside also ran out of energy, and the whole ground began to shake.

Zhang Xing and Jinbao stand on Heibao's back, looking at the big pit that collapses in front of you, deeply worship!

Heibao and Xiaobai hovered over the pit, flying around and around for a long time!

The grief of the dragon is more desolate than that of human beings. The sound of hissing is gripping the heart and cracking the lung. Grief is everywhere!

I do not know in the long years to come, in countless nights, whether they will meet Laolong in a dream.

Can you dream of a miracle again? Laolong survived.

Listen to the instruction in the dream, learn the combat experience in the dream, and have a happy talk with our ancestors.

May also dream of the scene at this moment, reluctant to give up, sad!

When they wake up in a dream and find that this is just a dream, the surprise is not there, and the sadness is still the same. When they taste the pain of losing their relatives, what kind of concept do the little dragons have about life?

Zhang Xing doesn't know!

Perhaps the heart of the dragon people is stronger than that of human beings, without such complex emotions.

As the sky grew dark, Heibao and Xiaobai didn't mean to leave.

They landed in the pit, curled up, their huge heads glued to the ground, their eyes empty.

At the moment, Zhang Xing really felt the deep feeling of farewell from the three little dragons.

Just like three children who just lost their father and mother, they refused to leave and didn't want to believe it.

The head that arched in the soil is more like to get into the mother's arms!

Tonight, the fog in the swamp is dim, and the faint moonlight spreads all over the land through time.

In the dim moonlight, the soul of the old dragon seems to condense again and comfort the little dragons.

They also seem to feel the warmth of the soul, eyes gradually heavy up, until sleep!