Chapter 1449 Who Dares to Ride the Little Princess Yuehui? Kill Him!

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Servilia's route to Dragon Island, or in other words, the path shown to them by Baka the Tern, basically coincides with the migration path spread among the indigenous people under the rule of the lava dragon Gersen.

From the volcanic island where the lava dragon is located, go north, north, all the way north. The stern of the ship was aimed at the Southern Cross, leaving the star behind and sailing straight.

Until this star falls below the sea level, a new, fixed star will rise in the northern sky, illuminating the night sky and guiding them in the direction——

After sailing like this for more than one day, we finally arrived at a new volcanic archipelago. This archipelago also has an owner, ruled by a pair of mature red dragons, and there are also several of their cubs roaming around the island.

This pair of red dragons didn't have much need for healers, and fortunately, they didn't have much ill will toward the team led by the two legends. We won’t chew it up and swallow it, and we won’t charge them a lot of tolls.

They are not allowed to go to the main island, and they are not allowed to go to the smaller islands where cubs are raised. The coral reefs that are so remote that there are only indigenous people are allowed to land on them to repair and replenish food and fresh water.

The group took a short rest and turned to the northeast. After wandering on the vast waves for more than a month, the tern Baka converged its wings and rushed down like an arrow:

"It's here! It's here! It's finally here!"

The so-called "arrived" actually means being down to earth, not having to float on the sea all the time. In front of us are steep cliffs, broken beaches, and mountains in the distance. We don’t know how far we have to go to go deep into the interior——

As for dragons, I didn't see any. There is no breath of dragons in the sea water, not to mention the silver dragon, there is no breath of any dragon.

As for the cliff ahead, that is not a place where silver dragons like to build their nests...

Seeing Baka circling around and around above his head, shouting "Finally we've reached land", Grete raised his head and looked around, then looked at Cerela:

What about Dragon Island?

Where's the dragon?

How far is it from your home?

Who knows that asking is about blindness. Serila spread her hands:

"I don't know! I didn't go this way when I went out to play! It seems... it seems... it's on the other side of the sea. After crossing the sea, I went to my aunt's house!"

Grete's vision went dark. After doing the math, the place where they are now based should be the west of the New World. Serira's aunt, Ms. Ophelia, lives on the Hermon Peninsula, separated from the New World by a large sea...

That is to say, they are going to Dragon Island, and they have to go through the entire New World, from the west to the east.

When he went to save Lynn before, he walked from east to west, from the east coast to the Eagle Country. How long did he walk?

Half a year?

what about now? It's said to be Dragon Island, but actually it might be half a continent. If you want to walk from one end to the other, if you get lost or go in the wrong direction, how long will you have to go around?

Not to mention that there are countless dragons living on this Dragon Island, large and small. If you encounter someone with a good temper, forget it. If you encounter someone with a bad temper, just make a fuss or fight and waste time. But don't get into trouble!

Can you walk sideways on Dragon Island with just two legends?

Gretel has never had such an idea!

"No, you don't know the road..." he asked with a trembling voice. No wonder when he asked about the map of Dragon Island, where Cerela's home was, and how to get there, the little princess always made decisions about him...

She really doesn't know how to deal with feelings! She only knows the way to the east from home, not the way to the west!

"Where's the map? Don't you have a map?" Grete had no choice but to grab her and ask:

"There is no detailed map, so what about a simple topographic map? What about the rough directions of mountains and rivers? Which dragons live on this Dragon Island, where are their residences, which ones can we walk by, and which ones are best avoided?"

"hey-hey……"

"You didn't forget, did you? Didn't your family tell you when you went out to play? ... Where is your inherited memory? Isn't it said that all dragons have inherited memories?"

"There are inherited memories..." Cerira turned her back and scratched her fingers back and forth on the side of the ship. After rowing for a while, I became impatient, took out a large piece of pancake from the space bag, and started tearing it apart:

"This is the mainland!"

Snap, most of the pancake fell;

"Next to this is Dragon Island! In other words, it's the main island of Dragon Island! My family lives on it!"

Snap, the big half of the small half of the pancake fell;

"There are many small islands next to here...some relatives and friends live here!"

Scratching, scraping, tearing the crumbled pancakes into countless pieces, large and small, and spreading them around Dragon Island;

Then he took out a handful of sesame seeds from his pocket and sprinkled them up:

"There are quite a few dragons living here...most of them have good tempers...well, we can just walk over there, there shouldn't be any big problems..."

Miss, this map of yours basically tells us nothing except telling us that we need to go northeast and across the entire continent!

The accuracy of this map is too poor!

Fortunately, the lava dragon Gerson stepped forward. Looking around, he began to direct everyone:

"I'm familiar with this place. When I was looking for a place before, I went all the way west from Long Island and then out to sea. Follow me and you won't go wrong!"

Grete breathed a huge sigh of relief. It would be nice to have someone to show you the way. At least, the probability of going the wrong way is greatly reduced...

"Get ashore, get ashore!" Servilia was the first to shout. While shouting, he rushed to the beach with all his strength, threw them all onto the beach with a bang, and then rushed into the woods without looking back:

"Let me rest! - Oops, I haven't touched fresh water for more than a month again. I want to drink well and have a good sleep...I won't leave for anything else, you guys carry me..."

"Carry?!"

Gretel's voice cracked. He ran into the woods in three steps at a time, and saw that Servilia had found a creek and took root without any explanation.

The 20-meter-high tree trunk stands straight, the crown is spread out, and the leaves are shaking gently. It is as comfortable as you want. But, how can one carry such a tall tree? !

"What's wrong? If you don't carry me, you still want me to pull out the roots of the tree and walk forward step by step?" The maple tree bent over a branch and made a gesture with arms akimbo:

"If you don't want to carry it, ask someone else to carry it. That big guy is very good...or that big deer is also very good! At most, I can make it smaller and let me walk. That's not possible!"

Gretel was stunned. The trees parted behind him, and Cerela had already rushed over, spreading her arms and throwing herself on the tree trunk:

"Sister! Sister Servilia! Why don't you continue to turn into an airship to carry us! This journey is so long! So long! When you get to my house, I will find a good place for you! The best, the best place!"

"Stop shaking! Stop shaking! You've shaken the roots out!"

After some repairs, the maple tree, unable to withstand Cerela's harassment, agreed to become an airship. Carrying everyone on board, Gersen Fei led the way, twisting and turning, towards the depths of Dragon Island.

Fortunately, flying is faster than walking, and fortunately it is summer in the Northern Continent. The weather was not too hot, the woods were fairly lush, and the terrain was clearly visible.

If there is heavy snowfall, palm-sized snowflakes will fall one after another, and the visibility will be less than 100 meters. Not to mention knowing the way, flying in the air, you don’t even know the direction from east to west!

Along the way, we also visited a few giant dragons, and some I heard had a bad temper and went around them. After flying straight to the northeast for half a month, Serila suddenly shouted in joy:

"I recognize it!"

"Arrived at your house?"

Gretel stuck his head out from the side of the boat to look. Serila had already pressed the side of the ship and jumped out completely, falling straight down. Seeing the person getting smaller and smaller, suddenly the silver light surged and changed back to its original shape in mid-air:

"I recognize this place! It's not far from my home! - Sister Servilia, come this way, come this way!"

She shouted a few times, then raised her head and groaned loudly. In the clouds, a huge silver dragon flapped its wings forward, pushing away the billowing waves of clouds. The roar of the dragon caused thousands of mountains to reverberate:

"I'm back - I'm back - I'm back -"

Gretel held his hands on the side of the boat and looked far into the distance. The Maple Airship turned in a different direction and followed Serira, and saw the silver dragon diving down for a while, then fluttering its wings and flying up again, flying high and low without stopping at all.

Seeing her like this, Gretel couldn't help but smile. In a comfortable mood, he pressed the side of the ship with his hands and jumped out, turning into a silver dragon in mid-air, flapping his wings, and chased after him:

"Cerilla! Wait for me! I'm coming -"

The silver dragon in front paused briefly, suspended in the air, and turned to look. Gretel flapped his wings several times, flew to her side, stretched his neck and nuzzled her:

"Serila, where is your home? I'll go with you!"

"This way! Fly this way!"

Serira smiled happily and moved forward. While flying, he kept shouting:

"I have swum in this lake many times! The white fish in the lake tastes delicious! I will bring you here later and catch and roast it for you to eat!"

"There is a crater in front of me, which is where I take a bath!"

"The forest ahead..."

Grete smiled and flew with her. The clouds and mist moisten the scales, the long wind blows in front of us, and thousands of mountains and valleys recede beneath our feet. Looking at this scenery, I feel so relaxed -

Although magicians also have flying skills, they are not so direct and fast. There is no such violent wind, no such blowing clouds and mist, no such sudden ups and downs, high and low impacts...

Of course, there is no joy in flying with Cerela and chasing each other!

For a moment, he forgot where he was and who he was, and he just focused on chasing after Cerela. As she soars upward, face the sun with her;

She dives down, reflecting the lake with her;

She fluttered her wings and flew side by side over the mountains...

I was enjoying myself in a way that was hard to describe, but suddenly I felt a sense of emptiness and weakness all over my body. The silver light flashed, then quietly retracted for a moment, Gretel fell down, then drifted, drifted...

"Sai-rui-la-"

The silver dragon girl stopped suddenly in the air, turned her head and looked back. Gretel has returned to his human form, and the feather falling technique solidified on his body has been triggered, and he is slowly floating in the air.

Serila chuckled, turned around and flew back, gently supporting him with her back:

"Did you forget the time?"

"That's right..." Gretel looked downcast:

"Serila, please give me a ride..."

"No problem! I'll take you! Look at me!"

She spread her wings again and moved forward. Not long after, dragons roared in front, and two golden dragons, one large and one small, came hand in hand. Serila felt a burst of joy and accelerated to meet:

"Brother Thorngraf! Brother Pierre Dolan! I'm back!!!"

"Cerela, it's you! You've grown so big!"

In the direction of the rising sun, the larger golden dragon flapped its wings, and a cloud wave burst out between its wings, and it suddenly sprinted forward.

He rushed to Serila and stopped suddenly. Before exchanging greetings with her, he turned his slender neck collar and his eyes were already fixed on her back:

"Who are you? Riding on the back of our little princess Yue Hui?"

"Who? Who dares to ride on our little Princess Yuehui?" The little dragon behind tried hard to catch up. Before he could rush in, he was already shouting urgently:

"kill him!!!"