The ancestors who traveled through those years

25 years later.

Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Godric moved his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.His vision was limited to a narrow rectangle, and he could only see the soaring dark ceiling.He was aware that he was lying in a coffin, candlelight or something flickering at the edge of his vision, but he didn't have the energy to even turn his head.Listening to his intermittent, barely beating heartbeat, he said softly, "I thought I was dead."

His voice was so soft that even the sound of a feather falling to the ground might drown it out, but someone still heard it.An equally weak voice came from outside the coffin: "Unfortunately, you didn't."

Godric wanted to laugh, but shaking his chest was also an impossible action for him at this moment.He barely moved the corner of his mouth: "Sasa?"

Salazar didn't retort as he did every time.His condition was no better than Godric's, and he didn't even have the energy to speak, so he could only ask in a very soft voice, "How do you feel?"

"It feels good to be alive." Godric seemed to still be able to see that dark and cold place where even his soul would freeze.That was the price he had to pay. He was already prepared, but he didn't expect that he would forcibly drag him back to the world of the living: "What did you do?"

After a while, Salazar's voice sounded: "Forbidden technique."

Godric was silent.Forbidden spells are a general term, and they are taboo magic recorded in Salazar's inheritance memory, whose power is directly proportional to the cost.He has personally experienced the power of the forbidden technique. After sacrificing his whole body's blood, the power fed back to him at that moment made him omnipotent.And the price to be paid for using it, even death can't fully offset, what did Salazar pay to force him back?

"Don't tell me you really put my sword in your heart?" he asked.

"Only your sword can stop the wound from healing. I need to work the magic with my heart," Salazar said.

"Before you call me stupid, shouldn't I also call you stupid?" Godric said impatiently.But his physical condition did not allow him to move even one finger, so he could only lie straight in the coffin and stare at the patterns on the ceiling.

"I said, I will not kill myself for you, but I will find a way to prevent you from dying." Salazar's voice became softer.He seemed to smile: "It's a pity... I finally understand why I said that..."

With his words, Godric recalled that adventure many years ago, and he heard the news of his death from Irani a thousand years later, which really confirmed this point.He thought that the moment he closed his eyes, he would never open them again, but he didn't expect that Salazar could even reverse his death.In this case, why did Irani still see the scene of their death?

He tried to sit up, but with all his might, he only blinked a few more times.Godric smiled bitterly: "Salazar, I have a bad feeling."

"Really?" Salazar said lightly, "Your premonition was too late. I sealed the entrance to the secret room with my own blood long ago to prevent the ceremony from being disturbed. So..."

"...So if Irani breaks the protection you set up, you will be backlashed by your own magic." Godric said calmly: "My life depends on you now, and if you are backlashed, I will live too." No, then..."

"Sure enough, I regret not killing him..." Salazar coughed.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he put himself on the altar with his heart and blood, paid such a high price to save Godric, and finally failed because of the recklessness of a stupid elf.If he had known today, he should have killed Irani as soon as they met.

Godric sighed, then suddenly laughed.Because he could only make a breathy sound, his laughter was intermittent: "Don't worry... I heard that the scenery in Avalon is not bad... At least now I can go with you, can't I?"

Salazar didn't answer, or didn't have time to answer.A loud bang came from outside the door, and the protective magic he set up shattered.The backlash made his eyes go dark, and the consciousness he had managed to maintain fell into the abyss like this.

Godric had closed his eyes when he heard the explosion.Maybe it was a moment, maybe 10 minutes, when he regained his 'sight' again, what he saw was a distraught Irani kneeling in front of Salazar's body, touching his face with trembling hands.

【This is probably the only time he managed to touch your face. ] Godric floated beside him and commented.

No one responded to his words.He turned his head and looked around strangely, but there was no sign of Salazar.He floated around the same miserable corpses of the two, enjoying a full-scale scene of an elf mourning. However, Salazar, who should have been separated from his body like him, never appeared, and the corpse lying outside the coffin was also gone. He maintained his human form, showing no signs of change.

[...Ilani, you idiot. 】He looked at Salazar's body and thought.Undoubtedly, his tenacious Feathered Serpent companion did not die, but fell into a state of suspended animation due to serious injuries.It's a pity that he couldn't remind Irani of this, a road has opened up around him, a warm and nostalgic atmosphere floats out from the passage, and the faint singing and flower fragrance call him.Godric sighed helplessly, and took a last look at Salazar with a smile in his eyes: "Wait for me to come back, Sasa..."

The end that no one can hear is lost on the dead man's road to Avalon.Irani raised her head as if aware of it, but all she could see was the golden blood splashed on the magic circle and scales shattered all over the ground.He clutched his heart and let out a heart-wrenching sob.

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1000 years later.

Elven territory.

A swing made of vines hangs down from the overwhelming leaf canopy. Because no one has used it for a long time, small white flowers have climbed onto the seat along the vines, and a few blue-feathered birds that have been attracted landed on it and chirped non-stop.Suddenly, they spread their wings as if frightened and flew up, landed on a flower basket left by someone not far away, and tilted their heads to look at the unexpected visitor over there.

The uninvited guest was wrapped in a black cloak, and he walked quickly all the way, and didn't stop until he reached the swing.He looked up at the huge elf mother tree. Even though the canopy of the tree covered the sky and blocked out the sun, the sun shone down without hindrance.He let out a long sigh of relief, took off his cloak and threw it aside, his brilliant golden curly hair poured down like it was about to melt into the sun, he walked back and forth a few steps, squatted down at a certain position, took out the shovel that he carried with him, Start... digging.

The blue-feathered birds who are not afraid of people jump up and down, and from time to time they will land on the edge of the pit and look down curiously.At this time, people will gently drive them aside and continue to dig down.After an unknown period of time, his shovel touched a brown tree root and made a muffled sound.He stopped, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked up from the pit. The branches of the mother elf tree swayed with the wind, and a series of white petals fluttered and fell on his shoulders.

"Long time no see, you are still as beautiful." He smiled and brushed off the petals on his shoulders, dropped the shovel, squatted on the ground and dug down with his bare hands.The soft and dry soil seemed to cooperate with his movements, allowing him to dig the roots out of the soil with little effort.The entangled tree roots actively retracted, revealing the person protected by them.

Salazar's appearance has not changed from 1000 years ago, as if he is sleeping.The sand that leaked from the tree roots fell on his face and body, and Godric carefully reached out to help him brush it away, and hugged him out.The injuries that had been paid for had already healed under the protection of the elf mother tree, and he could only vaguely see from his tattered robes how shocking it was.Godric hugged him and jumped out of the pit, the soil was filled back one after another, and the ground turned like water waves. The pit he dug quickly became flat, the grass seeds hidden in the soil quickly germinated, and the green carpet covered the surface. There is no difference.

He laid Salazar flat on the ground, cut his fingertips with the dagger, and dripped blood on his lips.Almost instantly, Salazar opened his eyes, and the blood-red vertical pupils rolled with the coldness and killing intent of a beast.He subconsciously grabbed the throat of the living creature around him and pushed him down.The positions of the two changed instantly, but Godric laughed without any sense of crisis.He reached out and pinched Salazar's face, and said happily, "Is that how you welcome Mr. Knight, little princess Sasha?"

"..." Salazar looked down at him for a few seconds, then raised his head to look around.The natural scenery of the elves' territory was obviously very different from his secret room. Combined with what he had heard from Irani, he finally buried their bodies under the mother elf tree, and he quickly understood what happened.He let go of Godric, his voice a little hoarse: "How long have I been 'dead'?"

"1000 years." Godric patted the dirt on his body and replied.

Salazar looked around on the swing hanging from the branches, and sneered: "...So for 1000 years, that idiot has been swinging on my grave?"

Godric suppressed a smile: "Maybe?"

Salazar wanted to use a cleansing spell to get rid of the dirt on his body, but then remembered the forbidden magic domain that came with the elf mother tree.He simply changed back to his original shape and shook his head, the huge snake body made a sound like popping beans, he sighed comfortably, and lowered his head to meet Godric's gaze: 【Did he never think that I'm 'dead' I didn't change back to my original shape because I didn't die at all?Damn, if he hadn't buried me alive for 1000 years, I would at least be twice as long as I am now! 】

"You looked too much like martyrdom at that time..." Godric said truthfully: "But you should also thank him for burying you under the elf mother tree, which healed you."

The branches of the elf mother tree moved without wind, and the fluttering petals scattered all over Salazar's body, almost burying his huge snake body.Salazar erected his upper body, and rubbed his huge head against the brown bark of the elf mother tree. The branches swayed faster, and a branch stretched out in front of its head, holding a fist-sized seed.Salazar opened his mouth to swallow it, promising: [I will find a good home for it]

The wind rustled through the leaves, like the laughter of a fairy mother tree.

[What happened after I 'died'? ] Salazar turned around and asked.The moment his consciousness fell into the abyss, he clearly felt that the string he was holding Godric broke. If there were no accidents, the other party would definitely die again.But he was fortunate that this time at least the other party did not need to continue to repay the price of using the forbidden technique after death, but could go to Avalon intact.

"I went through a great adventure and returned from Avalon." Godric smiled and raised his hand to pat his thick snake body: "But there is a small problem, this is against the rules, I can't Staying in this world for too long...can you change back to human form, my neck is sore talking like this!"

Salazar changed back into human form, and said flatly, "I'll go with you."

Godric nodded not unexpectedly: "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Let's go to the world where my ancestors migrated, that's where the dragons and elves belong." Salazar said casually, "Just right, I remember Irani is going too, we can give him a 'surprise'."

"That's a good proposal, and I really want to beat him up again." Godric laughed loudly: "Call the teacher together? He has stayed in this world for a long time."

"Okay, by the way, bring my girl to Hogwarts." After Salazar finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something: "I finally know why I saw myself at that time..."

Godric smirked: "Don't forget to prepare a gift, a roast mouse for a feather, no matter how you look at it, I earned it!"

Salazar wondered, "What feathers?"

It was only then that Godric remembered that Daza had secretly sent him off behind Salazar's back.He took out the staff that had been used for many years, and now the staff is not the white gemstone, mithril and walnut hard put together, the gorgeous fiery red pattern has replaced the mithril, winding along the body of the staff On the other hand, the surface of the white gem is printed with Mithril runes.He handed the staff to Salazar: "Try it?"

His magic circle was made shortly after they returned from thousands of years ago. Godric has been mysteriously refusing to tell him what kind of fusion material was used to balance the huge white gemstone, and he has always been precious. It was the first time he had touched his staff.The patterned tentacles on the staff are warm and moist, with a very special texture, which gave him a strange feeling when he touched it, as if... "This is, my feather?"

"You gave it to me yourself!" Godric said hastily.

Salazar frowned.Feathered snake feathers are similar to unicorn horns, they are all condensed by their magic power, very important things.When I first met him, Godric accidentally lost his feathers, but it made him feel distressed for a long time. If Adrien hadn't shot to protect him, he might have killed Godric at that time.

"You can't play tricks!" Godric looked at the staff: "It saved our lives..."

That's true, and if it weren't for Godric's powerful staff, they might not be alive today.

"Although this is the case, it's a bit disgusting to think that you have been fighting with my feathers for so many years..."

Godric: "..."

Are you despising me or despise yourself?

Salazar thought for a while, changed back to his original shape, and bowed his head to him: [Only you can use it if you pick it off yourself]

Godric looked at the one-meter-long red feather, hesitantly: "This...if you pull it out, you won't bleed?"

Salazar: [...No. 】

Godric took hold of the feather.Although it stood up straight, it was actually very soft, and it seemed that the feathers fell off naturally without any effort.Once away from Salazar, the active fire element lurked into the feathers, and the fiery red feathers dimmed in his hands, but they were still dazzling.But in his perception, Salazar was originally as peaceful as the magic power on the sea suddenly set off waves, and the sense of danger made his hair stand on end.

"Are you... in pain?" He asked carefully.

Salazar changed back into human form, and replied coldly: "No."

"Are you angry?" Godric asked more carefully.

"No." Salazar shook his head.Feathered snakes are all water attributes, but their feathers contain the purest fire element, so they can balance the huge water attribute magic power in their bodies.Now that he has lost the balance of Lingyu, his magic power will inevitably fluctuate a little bit, and his personality is also biased towards coldness, a bit like the situation when he was extremely hungry and controlled by instinct.

After listening to his explanation, Godric breathed a sigh of relief.He recalled the long past, the indifferent appearance of Dasa when he first met him, and suddenly realized: "So you didn't do it on purpose at that time?"

Salazar: "On purpose?"

"I always thought you were trying to scare me on purpose." Godric said, "You also pulled 'me' against the wall in front of my face..."

"If 'you' asks that stupid question again, I will also whip you." Salazar said coldly.

"...Is this something I can control?" Godric put away his feathers with a mournful face: "I can't help your current strength, please pump lightly!"

Salazar snorted.

Godric looked at him and suddenly laughed.He grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile: "Let's leave after we go to Hogwarts. When we arrive in the new world, the two of us will travel around without bringing anyone else! I've had enough of those brats a long time ago. It's a good ending!"

"...OK." Salazar nodded.

They looked at each other and laughed.

——End of text——

Voldemort

Voldemort has been unhappy lately.

The thing is like this, when he was in the first grade, he asked Quirrell to sneak into Hogwarts, intending to steal the Philosopher's Stone.What a safe arrangement this is, who would have thought that he would be attached to the back of a teacher's head?Even the Big Four can't think of it!

...and then met Slytherin and Gryffindor who traveled through time.

Voldemort was worried that the unfathomable two founders would find out that something was wrong with him, so he stayed out of the way and tried to avoid them.After hiding for several days, his soul body was a little bit unbearable, so he urged Quirrell to go to the forbidden forest to get the blood of the unicorn.

...and then Quirrell was almost eaten by Slytherin.

Voldemort said that I was not mistaken, Slytherin must have noticed my mistake, this ancestor is so close to Harry, he will definitely kill me for his sake!I have to avoid them!So he instructed Quirrell not to meet the two founders, as long as he secretly fiddled with the three-headed dog and the giant and let them make trouble.

…Then the three-headed hellhound and the troll were found under the tower one day and broke many bones for unknown reasons.

Voldemort was shocked. He didn't expect that I would be discovered just by thinking a little bit, and Slytherin warned me in such a bloody way!No, Hogwarts can't stay long, Quirrell, let's go and fight again next year!

In the second year, he learned his lesson, secretly hid in frustration and read the diary he had separated from, and seduced the youngest daughter of the Weasley family, who were so numerous that they could never be killed.The little red-haired girl really couldn't resist the charm of the diary, and he coaxed and tricked her into the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Hahahaha, as expected of my soul movie, it is beautiful!As soon as the basilisk comes out and bows in all directions, I don't believe Dumbledore that you still have a way to prevent the whole school from falling into panic!Voldemort thought triumphantly.

...and then the basilisk disappeared.

Both Voldemort and the diary were stunned.

The diary asked the statue to find out that Slytherin took the basilisk away last year!My God, he can even think of such a thing, as expected my ancestors are so cunning, resourceful and far-sighted!No, he must have anticipated what I was going to do, wouldn't it be dangerous for me to stay here again!Diary, let's go and fight again next year!

In the third year, Voldemort decided to stand still. He couldn't believe that Slytherin could have predicted this!I really can't wait to see how my ancestor's trap fails, hahaha!

...and then nothing happened, just dogs and mice fighting and fighting, and Slytherin didn't show up the whole time.

Voldemort spat blood on the ground.My ancestors are really amazing!Even I dare not make a move because I am afraid of him!This blank year is Slytherin's mockery of me!

In the fourth year, Voldemort decided to resurrect desperately!Even if Slytherin sets up many obstacles, I will fight for a chance of survival!He planned all kinds of abductions and made all preparations, and finally succeeded in kidnapping Harry Potter for blood!

At this moment, Voldemort's soul was sublimated, and he looked at Harry Potter proudly, thinking that even if Slytherin was on your side, so what, I was resurrected with full blood!And you can't hurt me anymore hahahahaha!

...then heard Harry call him hesitantly, "Uh... grandpa?"

Voldemort: "..."

... Then he and all the Death Eaters quietly listened to a resurrection by [Grandpa, why did you kill our whole family because you were dissatisfied with my father marrying a Muggle and regretted committing suicide? Isn’t it good for a family of four to love each other], [Grandpa, did you really pick up your stage name? I am willing to call you by more strange and mysterious people] and [Grandpa has no nose gene, it is really not inherited, I am a little worried. Grandpa, if you catch a cold, where does your nose come from? Will it flow directly into your mouth?] one-sided dialogue.

Voldemort reluctantly cast all kinds of healing spells on himself to stop the blood from vomiting, and glared at Harry: "Who told me I belonged to your grandfather?!!!"

"Ilanie!" Harry replied, "Salazar also said that we look alike, and I have inherited all the characteristics of Slytherin! Grandpa, you seem to grow crookedly, you don't have long hair, but your eyes and sarcasm Racha will also turn red!"

No, as expected of my ancestors, they could think of using this kind of mental attack to make Harry defeat me... Voldemort clutched his chest, thinking hard.Under the strange eyes of many Death Eaters, he was so ashamed and indignant that he Apparated with the last bit of energy.

The Death Eaters looked at each other.

"Boss is gone... what should we do..."

"How about... let's break up first?"

"What about Harry Potter?"

"Uh... let it go, it's not good if the boss comes back and finds that we moved his grandson..."

"That's right..."

Harry was untied in this way, and the Death Eaters patted him on the shoulder kindly and friendly to show encouragement, and put the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament into his hands, saying that you are our pride, and you have won it at a young age. Won the Triwizard Tournament championship, even our boss didn't do it when he was your age!

Harry lowered his head shyly: "It's nothing... By the way, my grandpa vomited a lot of blood, you must take good care of him!"

The Death Eaters nodded in agreement and waved goodbye to him with cheerful smiles.

In the fifth year, Voldemort, who had finally cultivated himself, felt that he might not be able to defeat Harry Potter head-on. He wanted to find the prophecy ball and read it again to see if there were any clues that were left behind, so as to find out how to defeat Harry Potter. . Porter's method.

…and then he was comforted by the Death Eaters collectively.

"Boss, tiger poison doesn't eat children..."

"Children are debts, and they die when they die. I think our grandson is quite cute..."

"Little Harry also told us to take good care of you. Boss, if you want to kill him, where can you find such a well-behaved and sensible grandson..."

Voldemort furious: "Shut up!!! Harry is not my grandson at all!!! I have nothing to do with him!!!"

The Death Eaters looked at each other and continued to comfort each other.

"Boss, don't pretend. We have already tested your blood and Harry's blood. Your blood matching ratio is 99.9%. If we didn't know that he is your grandson, we would have thought He is your own son hahaha... eh?!"

"Wait, boss, you can't be such a beast..."

"Speaking of which, Boss, you really wanted to let Lily go, could it be..."

"Poor Snape... no, Potter..."

What the hell are you all thinking about! ! !I have a high bloodline ratio with him because I was resurrected with his blood! ! !Even if we are father and son, Harry is also my father, okay? ! !Pooh! ! !What am I thinking! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Voldemort had never been so inarticulate for a moment as he was now.His loyal subordinates have found the information he ordered them to collect when he paid close attention to the Potter son, and professionally analyzed how Harry's hair color was completely inherited from him, and even the Parseltongue sounded strange. It's just as kind!Boss, why do you still refuse to recognize Harry? How sad the child would be!

Voldemort was almost persuaded.At the critical moment, he came to his senses, led the Death Eaters resolutely into the Ministry of Magic, and fought to the death with Harry's team, in order to wash away the shame of being forced to be a grandfather, and to be a father after becoming a grandfather!

...then Harry raised his hand and greeted him as soon as he saw him: "Grandpa, are you cured of your old problem of vomiting blood?"

Voldemort: "Shut up!!! I'm not your grandpa!!! And I don't have the old problem of vomiting blood!!!"

The Death Eaters all looked at him sympathetically: Ah, we all know that Harry is not your grandson, he is actually your son!We all know what love is hard to say!

Harry looked understanding: "I understand. If you don't remember, you must have Alzheimer's disease. I have seen many examples and have rich experience...By the way, grandpa, how old are you this year? Don't always be violent when you are older. Exercise, take a good rest, look at photos more, tease grandchildren and so on, which will help alleviate Alzheimer's disease."

Voldemort: "..."

I do seem to be at the age where I should look at the photos to tease my grandson... no no no what am I thinking! ! !

Voldemort fled in embarrassment.Harry Potter is worthy of being someone who has been with Slytherin for a while, but he even hinted that I am too old to die in a few words. Not only did he provoke the Death Eaters, but he also gave me a huge insult !I must come up with a complete plan to defeat him!

In the sixth year, Voldemort was figuring out a way.

...and then before he could figure out the Horcruxes, they belched one after another.

In the seventh year, Voldemort decided to use force to overcome cleverness.No matter what Harry Potter can say, what else can you do if I burn Hogwarts down!He led the Death Eaters into Hogwarts with arrogance and arrogance, and kicked open the door very domineeringly!

... Then they were applauded by everyone, and some people kept spraying flower petals and ribbons on their heads.

Voldemort looked at the banner hanging above the auditorium in bewilderment: [Warmly welcome old schoolmates to return to Hogwarts]

Harry was very happy: "Grandpa, I saw in your head that you wanted to come to Hogwarts, so I asked my classmates to hold a welcome party! Look at the changes in Hogwarts compared to when you were in school Is it big?"

Voldemort: "Haha, nothing has changed. The armor at the entrance of the auditorium is still the same as before. I still hide behind it from the patrolling professor... Bah!!! I'm not here to recall the past!!!"

Dumbledore, who came after hearing the news, saw Voldemort and Harry confronting each other at the entrance of the auditorium, walked between them seriously, and protected Harry behind: "Tom, you actually returned to Hogwarts in this way."

Voldemort: "Don't call me Tom!!! You bloody old bee!!!"

"Who's Tom? Was it Grandpa's real name before he took his stage name?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Voldemort's real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle." Dumbledore said kindly.

"... His surname is not Potter?!" Harry was shocked: "Isn't he my grandfather?"

Dumbledore was also shocked: "Who told you that he is your grandfather?!"

"Isn't he my grandfather?!" Harry was angry, disappointed and hated: "Then what are you talking about, you enemy who killed my parents! Go to hell!!!"

Voldemort: "..."

I don't know why, when I should be happy, I actually feel a little melancholy...

Voldemort, died, died at an unknown age, in short, he reached the age of Alzheimer's disease.

Adrian

When entrusted by Feathered Serpent Clan at first, Adrian refused.

It's already a headache for him, a good young man, to become a dragon in the blink of an eye, not to mention the fact that he overslept the next day and missed the time for the whole family to migrate. Now he is the only giant dragon left in the world.Before the blow was over, he was approached by a group of long-winged feather snakes who claimed that we were good friends and stuffed an egg.

Feathered snakes said this: "Dear Ade, our whole family is about to go to the new world, but it has not hatched. Crossing the world is too dangerous for an egg, we can only entrust it to you. Listen It is said that the dragon family and the feathered snake can also reproduce, I hope you can treat it well."

So Adrien, who shouldered the mission of multiplying the entire dragon clan, had to accept his future daughter-in-law who was still an egg.

"What's its name?"

"Salazar." Featherspan, the leader of the Feathered Serpent, who is also the egg's father, touched the eggshell very gently: "Its name is Salazar Slytherin."

Adrian: "Oh, Salazar Slytherin... huh?"

By the time he realized it, the Feathered Serpents had already left.

Adrian held one of the future Big Four in fear, and Salazar, who was still an egg, fell into panic.

In case I accidentally raise it to death... Who will build Hogwarts in the future?

and……

Isn't Salazar a man!

What about the daughter-in-law!

As a highly educated young man...a great dragon, after confirming that the one in his hands is indeed the future founder of Slytherin, he enthusiastically began to study how to get Salazar out of his shell .He tried boiling it with water, roasting it with fire, and kicking it with his feet, but the egg just refused to hatch.Adrian traveled around the world with the egg in his arms, and made more than 100 small dresses for the egg, but he still failed to find a way to hatch the feathered snake egg.One day he was so tired that he fell asleep holding the egg. When he woke up, he found that the egg he had hatched for 100 years had finally reacted. The shell of the egg, which he had hacked and hatched for hundreds of times, could not be opened. A thin seam.

Adrian stared at it so excitedly that he didn't dare to blink his eyes.The slit widened within a few minutes, and soon, a small cyan snake head squeezed out of the slit.Its head is covered with translucent mucus, its small eyes have not yet opened, and it is extremely weak.It tried hard to squeeze out the gap, but the eggshell was too hard, and it tried hard for a long time but failed.Adrian couldn't bear it, and when he was about to help it break the eggshell, he saw the little snake turn around and bite on the eggshell!

Adrien watched with a blank face as the little snake gnawed the eggshell around, then flicked its tail, and slapped the upper half of the eggshell away, and was born very proudly!

...I always feel that this way of breaking the shell is not right.

Little Salazar was only the thickness of chopsticks when he was born, and Adrien took care of him carefully. He accidentally stepped on him twice, took three bites in the dinner, forgot to feed him and was hungry for four days. After throwing it into the bomb five times and falling into the lake to fish for many days, I finally managed to grow little Salazar into a healthy plumed snake with the thickness of an arm.It has grown red feathers and transparent wings that symbolize the departure from infancy, and after shedding its skin once, it has put on a whole body of beautiful blue scales.

Now that the hard lin has grown, it is not far from the shape.Sure enough, the feathered snake with thick arms soon turned into a knee-high child with black hair and blood-red pupils that were completely different from the scales.

Adrien, who was guarding the Feathered Snake, was very excited when he saw that the little snake he had raised with great difficulty had finally turned into a human form. He was about to say something when he saw the child looking up at him and calling him very seriously... "Wife."

Adrian: "...Huh?"

"Why do you call me wife?" Adrian was shocked.

Little Salazar pointed to his head: "My inheritance tells me that I am the last feathered snake in this world, and you are the last giant dragon. Only by marrying you can I reproduce." He said, raising his head. He picked up his little arms and legs and looked at it, slightly dissatisfied: "Well... I don't have this ability yet, but when I grow to 21 feet, I can have a baby with you."

Adrian: "That's it, ha ha."

Then Adrien beat little Salazar violently.

"Understood?" Adrian asked.

Little Salazar was very happy: "Well! It's great that my wife is so strong. Don't worry, I will work hard and strive to be able to sleep for more than fifteen days a month!"

Adrian: "..."

It is really difficult to understand the brain circuits of male couettes living in a matrilineal social system of polyandry.

In any case, Adrian returned to their hometown with little Salazar.At that time, Adrian was no longer a bewildered young man who was stuffed with an egg just after transmigrating, but had become a giant dragon with a big (e) name (ming) tripod (zhao) tripod (zhu).After personally teaching little Salazar for a few years, he found that he was completely powerless to change the Feathered Serpent clan's different world view from ordinary people. He finally made up his mind to take in another human disciple to subtly change little Salazar.

Halfway to the human world, he suddenly saw a young boy with brilliant blond hair.In the sun, every strand of the boy's hair shone like gold.Adrien couldn't restrain his desire, turned into a human form and landed in front of the little boy, intending to take his hair as his own collection.So he put on an amiable face and asked kindly: "Son, what are you doing?"

"I'm sharpening my sword." The blond boy pointed to the sword he was sharpening on the stone, and said seriously