Well, how did I turn around Long Yang?

6. The priest sang and danced, and red light flowed along the dark lines on the altar. Cyril was lying on the cold stone surface with half-dried tears on his face. Let out a long dragon chant.The stone surface began to get wet, he moved his fingers, the sticky touch was the sweat under his palm.

The wind blowing from afar brought the dragon's voice, this time it was a real voice.

The young priest stopped the action that seemed to be summoning the soul, and conveyed the dragon's will to everyone: "The dragon... the dragon is very satisfied. It said that it can grant people one wish."

Cyril's eyes lit up!Cyril sees hope!Cyril is a big carp!pretty!

Cyril uttered her own voice loudly: "I want to gain eternal life!"

7. The queen was about to faint, and the king was frantically looking for his wife's smelling salts. The expression on the priest's face seemed to have seen the altar collapse.

There was the sound of weapons falling in the forest.

Except for Cyril, whose eyes were bright and full of anticipation, no one noticed that the majestic Dragon Cry was stuck, and then he stopped.

Then the dragon who didn't know where he was actually spoke the common language of the mainland: "Yes." The very concise answer was actually Qingyue's male voice.

8. The people around all evacuated, and the priest said that the dragon would come to pick him up soon.The "sacrifice" confirmed by the dragon cannot escape fate, so there is no need to take care of the little prince.

The princess dress on Cyril had been dirty for a long time. After he relaxed his mind, he began to dislike the fact that the stone slab was too hard. He stretched out his hand and poked the dark lines that were still glowing, but there was no response.

The little prince bent his knees and held his face, sighed softly, in short, his life was saved!

The dragon who doesn't talk is going to be criticized in the mainland tabloids and the songs of bards!They will also be posted big-character posters!Deceive humans!Destroy the unity of the two races!The dragon's nature is devoid of morality!Dragon scum!

9. Time ticks by, the sun is almost setting, and the dragon has not come yet.

Cyril was hungry.His mood has changed from worrying about being enslaved to begging the dragon to come quickly. As a "sacrifice", he now feels as if he has been deceived by a heartless man.

I'm already yours!You didn't come to pick me up!Don't give me food either!Excessive!

But... it's really weird.

Dragons can speak human language and can communicate.Replacing this is like being surprised that people can suddenly start talking successfully with cats and dogs, obviously they are different species...

Cyril sighed again.He felt that he was about to become a thinker, but he was obviously just a little girl who liked to arrange flowers.

Cyril is so tired.

10. When the sky turned into a huge runny egg yolk, the dragon finally came.

It is a very beautiful white dragon with emerald-like eyes. The middle of the dragon's wings is where the bones connect, and there are also beautiful small sharp horns. When looking down at the little prince, it has the effect of covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The dragon moved carefully in front of Cyril, but "careful" was relative to it. In fact, the dust it raised while walking almost fascinated Cyril's eyes.In the past, the squeamish little prince would definitely have to protest loudly, but at this time he has no intention of paying attention to these things.

Cyril hugged the dragon's claws, tried to raise his head to stare at the dragon's eyes, his voice choked with grievances: "Why did you come here! I'm almost starving to death! What kind of owner are you! "