Dragon Zero

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Everyone lit up the magic spar, but they saw a small blue monster with a small dog keep scratching his mouth with his paws, and the pain was wailing.

"what is this?"

"When did you come in?"

"Whose pet?"

Everyone looked at their heads, walked on two feet, like a dinosaur-like Warcraft, inquiringly.

Luo Dao: "Hey Wien, isn't this the little Warcraft you saved? How could it be afraid to come here?"

"I don't know, I..." As soon as Venn remembered what was in his mouth, his stomach churned, and he quickly found a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

He screamed with his head in his mouth, and after a while it didn't hurt anymore, he walked over to Wien and looked up at him.

A comrade-in-arms said: "Wen, did you get it in? Don't **** in our room."

"I didn't get it in."

"Who is that?"

"It is estimated that who went out to pee at night, and it took the opportunity to slip in. But Wien, since it is your pet, you should watch it, don't make us sleep, we fought yesterday and let us take a good rest." said The mercenary yawned, rolled to bed and fell asleep again.

Wien sat on the bed and looked at it, and he looked up at Wien. One person and one animal faced each other. Wien scratched his head and hugged it up: "Come, let me see if your injury is cured. ."

The hugged head stretched out his long tongue and licked Wien's face.

"Hey, walk around, walk away, and make me slobber again." Wien threw it on the ground, and washed his face again. This brain followed wherever Wien walked. Wien was depressed: "Why are you always following me, staying with me honestly and waiting for me to wake up and cook you."

The head came to the bed again, watching Wien go to sleep, squatting by the bed and waiting.

After more than an hour, it was dawn, and the people in the room were gradually rising. As soon as Wien opened his eyes, he saw a head appear in front of him, and he was startled.

The head blinked and licked again on Wien's face.

"Oh, you, you... how come you got into my bed." Venn was rather annoyed and took it out of bed and went to wash her face again.

Others ate the fruit and quipped: "Veen, you still think it's dirty. The one in our house who doesn't like cleanliness is you. Isn't it good for you to wash your face?"

"You like it, let it wash it for you. The saliva is so fishy."

Sain asked, "Hey, Wien, it seems to like you, how did you get it?"

"I picked it up in the wood two days ago." Wayne said: "Why, the captain likes it? That's for you."

"I don't want it. How can I cook it now?" Sain put on his armor. "Come on, wait for breakfast and go to the open space to gather. I will assign today's task."

While eating breakfast, his head was staring at Wien's meat, and he couldn't keep his mouth watering.

Luo Dao: "Hey, you give it to eat a bit, it seems to be very hungry."

Wien looked at it and said, "I don't have enough to eat myself. Who cares?"

"You guys." Luo had to tear off a piece of his breakfast meat for his head.

The head is estimated to be the first time it has been roasted and has seasoned meat pieces, a large piece of meat, eaten in two bites, and then watched Wien and Luo straightly shake their tails.

Wayne said: "It's a wild Warcraft, are you still afraid that it won't eat and eat? Besides, there are so many small frogs and small toads on the mountain, enough for it to eat."

Luo Yi thought too.

After breakfast, Thann assigned each person's task, which is actually a list of some patrol stations, and then doing some odd jobs, repairing trench positions and the like. Wien and Lowe still had injuries on their bodies, and were assigned to the duty of duty to patrol outside the camp for safety, but it was only after five hours that they changed positions.

It was still heavy rain. Yesterday, most of the rain stopped. Today, it seems to fill up yesterday. It rained heavily, and the rain almost poured down.

Under the rain eaves, Irina liked her head quite a lot, teasing it from time to time: "Luo, you see how fun it is, I am playing around."

Luo responded casually.

Irina wondered: "What's wrong with you, did yesterday's whipping still hurt?"

Luo sighed: "I'm so bored."

Irina thought about it and said, "Hey Veen, what do you mean by "Warcraft Illustrated Book"? Let's take a look and let us determine what Warcraft it is."

"Just at my bedside, I'm too lazy to get it." Wien said.

"Then I'll go." Irina hugged her head: "Come on, go with the mother to get the book."

Wien laughed and said: "If you give it back to your mother, it really needs to be called your mother. I don't think you dare to recognize his son."

"Go." Irina kicked him.

But his head seemed unwilling to leave Wien, and when Irina walked away, she kept calling and struggling. She had to come down and sit next to Wien.

Irina sighed: "It seems that you saved it, it likes you."

"Warcraft Illustrated Book" is a very thick and large book with a hard-shell book cover of more than two thousand pages, which is quite heavy to carry. Here is a brief introduction to more than 20,000 common species of Warcraft in the world.

Irina put the book on her lap and found it according to the record: "It looks like it belongs to the category of dinosaurs, dinosaurs...ah, I found it." She followed the page number of the catalogue from the top of the dinosaur category. The article started to find.

It is just that the introduction in "Warcraft Illustrated Book" is too simplistic. Each type has only a small color picture of adult Warcraft and a few lines of words. One page of the book records seven, eight or ten kinds of Warcraft. Irina turned page after page, reading all the dozens of pages of dinosaurs, and could not determine which kind of dinosaur her head was.

She did not find it again. She was not reconciled. She found the second and third times. But she still couldn't find it. She was a little annoyed: "What the **** is this guy? Luo, can you see if this dinosaur is in your head?" Luo?"

Luo was in a daze, and was shouted by Irina before she recovered: "What?"

"What's wrong with you? Always dazed."

Luo Dao: "I was thinking about the Griffon."

"That old gryphon?" Wayne said: "Why do you think of it, Ursula didn't say it, it's going to die, if you want the gryphon to guard, let Ursula put yesterday The one you grab is just for you, the old griffon can’t even fly."

Luo hesitated for a while and said, "No, I have to check it out."

"What are you looking at? Hey Luo, you'll have to patrol later." Venn shouted, Luo has rushed into the rain.

Irina put down the book and said, "I will go too."

"Don't go." Wean pulled her and said, "That place is very dangerous. Your broken arm is not good. Going just troubles him."

After a while, Luo ran back again and returned to the barracks dormitory, took the camouflage cloak of yesterday and said to Wien: "Help me take a leave with the captain, let him arrange for the patrol." He ran away after finishing.

Wien sighed, "This Luo, sick."

After walking a few steps, Luo felt that he could not go like this. After thinking about it, he ran to the medical team and bought something before leaving the camp.

Because of heavy rain, almost all griffins hide in their nests and do not go out for food. They are very hungry when they are not moving. The fat reserves in their bodies are enough for them to spend this rainy season.

Luo ran fifteen kilometers to the Griff Cliffs. After hiding everything from the tassel and armor, he took the sword and the medicines he bought, and then he started to climb up in a raincoat. Climb faster. He didn't know why he ran to care about the aged griffin, but the thought that the griffin would starve to death alone in his den was very sad. He wanted to give it some care, although it might not help, but he still wanted to do it, maybe it was related to something he experienced as a child.

When he was still ignorant, he remembered that his dad also had an eagle that seemed to be aged. In his impression, he remembered clearly that the griffin was lying in the grass before we were dying. The voice is so unwilling, so sad.

Was it true that his childhood experience was like this? He couldn't remember it, and he couldn't even remember the story if he didn't encounter it. But it seemed that the voice I heard in my childhood echoed to my ears at this time. If the lonely die, would this griffon cry the same.

With yesterday's experience, Luo has been familiar with climbing the cliff again this time, but in order to avoid disturbing the griffins who are resting in the cave, he still tries his best to slow down his movements. After dozens of minutes, he came to the griffin nest at the top again, and the old griffin was sleeping in the rain. Is it so weak that it has no strength to hide in the cave next to it?

The rain was completely wet on the feathers, and the old griffon was awakened by Luo, but it just opened its eyes and glanced at it again. It seemed to remember the invaders who came yesterday, not even the power of calling Wasted again, just buried his head under the wings to avoid rain.

Luo didn't know what to do while sitting by the lair. The griffin was very clean, and the prince of this griffin couldn't even maintain his own last words. He walked over to the old Griffon, found its front paw, and moved his toenails.

The pain made the old gryphon turn around and stared at him, making a painful cry.

The old Griffon's toenails were already loose, and they were so loose that they couldn't hunt anymore. If they even grab their prey, even the bones could be pulled out with the roots of the toenails.

Luo sat in front of the cave and looked at it, and it looked at Luo. Both sides looked at it for a long time. It already knew that the person in front of him was not malicious, and the alertness and anger in his eyes had disappeared.

Luo looked at its toenails and then at its mouth. Its toenails are very deep and very deep. If you want to pull the entire toenails out of the bones, there will be no pain of cramping and peeling, let alone its Mouth.

The old Griffon buried his head under his wing again. The last look before his head seemed to be desperate. He had already accepted his destiny. He just wanted to wait for the death in peace.

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