Chapter 1631 Cerela, Are You Having a Baby with Gretel so Soon? !

I'm not!

I don't!

This little dragon has nothing to do with me!

I didn’t do it secretly behind your back——

Gretel was speechless for a moment, his thoughts racing around. All kinds of excuses ran through his mind quickly. However, no matter which one he said, it sounded like it was getting darker and darker...

"This, Cerela," he stammered.

"I can explain..."

However, Cerela no longer listened to his explanation. The silver dragon girl rushed forward like a whirlwind, bent down to pick up the little dragon, and hugged her into her arms. Touch from head to toes, from feet to head:

"Ah! So cute! So cute, so cute, so cute! Such a small figure! Such smooth scales! Such exquisite dragon horns! Grete, you made it especially for me, right?"

I didn't make it out just for you to masturbate. Gretel opened his mouth and then closed it. Seeing Serila hugging the silver dragon, which was about the same size as a cat, and fondling it back and forth, she shuddered silently:

It seems that when she failed in her first attempt at transformation and turned into a confused silver dragon, Cerela hugged her happily and touched her back and forth...

So he found a substitute for Cerela to play with?

"Oh, Grete, is this changed to look like you?"

No, it's just like you, Serira. Gretel really wanted to say this, but before she could speak, she quickly bit her tongue hard:

This dragon is a male dragon!

It's a male dragon!

When he used the cloning technique to simulate the dragonet, he used the Y chromosome from Vaska's records to replace Cerela's X chromosome!

"This, Cerela..."

"Mage Nordmark? - Mage Nordmark? Have you completed your advancement? Is it convenient for the guests to come and visit?"

At the critical moment, the tower spirit shouted and rescued Gretel in time. Gretel wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and answered loudly:

"It's done! Invite them in! - No, I'll go down! I'll go down immediately!"

This is the dragon's nest!

It's Cerela's dragon lair!

Cerela's bed of gold coins, the silver coins mixed in the pile of gold coins, the jewelry box she used as a pillow, and various gold plates and silver bowls mixed in with the gold coins, were all spread out on the ground!

No one is allowed to step into this place! Dragons can’t do it, and humans can’t do it either! No one can!

Grete ran towards the entrance in a panic. While running, he shook his collar and cuffs.

When he was meditating here just now, although he didn't roll around on the floor, there wasn't a gold coin suddenly stuck in the gap in his clothes, or there was a gem stuck in it!

By the way, there are also soles - you don't have to worry about the shoes. Let alone a gold coin, even a half-carat diamond can be so bruised that you can't walk, and you have to take off the shoes and pour them out.

However, if you stick a gold coin on the sole of your shoe, you won’t feel it at all!

He can't do such a thing! Before leaving the dragon's nest, any copper coins contaminated from the dragon's nest must be left here cleanly!

While Grete was checking himself, he ran out of the dragon's nest - Cerela picked up the little dragon and ran faster and more nimble than him. She almost ran out of the dragon's nest side by side with him, and then Rushed through Gretel's exclusive floor.

At the same time, with a rumble, the doors and windows of the mage tower opened one by one and rose up. A large number of magicians rushed out of the magic tower, and a large number of magicians flew up, rushed into the door of the magic tower, or flew into the long window.

Archmage Philby was reserved for a moment and did not rush in immediately. Instead, she looked back at the teacher. The Lord of Thunder nodded slowly, took a step forward in the void, and then took another step forward, walking towards the direction of the mage tower, while landing slightly:

As a legendary mage and Gretel's teacher, it was obviously unnecessary for him to rush into his disciple's mage tower in a hurry to confirm his disciple's condition.

He should move forward slowly and reservedly, and at the same time, wait for his disciples to know the situation and rush out to greet him. Anyway, the advancement has been completed. Judging from the elemental fluctuations, it should have been completed successfully. There is no need to rush in...

However, other people, or other dragons, are not as sure as the Lord of Thunder. Led by Vaska, a group of young dragons couldn't wait and rushed to the mage tower:

In order to save space, they transformed into human figures one by one and crowded into two rows in front of the long window. The top row, the bottom row, crowded together, staring at the inside of the mage tower.

Of course, the older legendary dragon couldn't bear to face the young people.

Fortunately, the dragons' vision and hearing are very keen. From high in the sky, they can see hares underground like eagles; like hares underground, they can hear the sound of goshawks flapping their wings high in the sky.

Therefore, they slowly floated one kilometer away, two kilometers away, looking down at Grete who came out. Watching Grete running to the window, watching Cerela holding the shining silver dragon in her arms, they ran to the long window together:

Then, they saw the giant dragons that had turned into human forms, clicking and freezing one by one. A few were so shocked that they couldn't even maintain their levitation and fell directly, hitting the heads of the people in the row below:

"Cerella!"

Elder Batista heard the voice of a young dragon—probably a golden dragon who liked Cerela—and shouted in shock, suddenly, and almost torn apart:

"You and Grete have a baby so soon?!"

Snap.

The two young giant dragons couldn't maintain their transformation skills, so they transformed directly back into their dragon form and smashed to the ground, knocking down several of their friends around them.

Click.

Next to Elder Batista, two legendary dragons smashed their jaws down on the spot.

Boom, boom, roar...

At the entrance of the mage tower, there was chaos. The magicians panicked to avoid the giant dragon that crashed down from the air. Acceleration, sprinting, teleportation, and different spells were flying everywhere.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Serila yelled angrily:

"This little dragon was made by Gretel himself! Himself! It has nothing to do with me!"

She held up the window sill and jumped out. Suspended in the air, she held the little dragon in both hands and poked it in front of the young dragons, especially in front of her brother's wide eyes:

“Look, look!—see for yourself!!!”

Vaska drifted back subconsciously, then floated again. Behind him, above and below, the legends screamed and rushed forward, quickly blocking him behind them:

"What's this?"

"What is this little dragon? How did it appear?"

"It doesn't look like a living thing... It looks like a living thing, but it doesn't look like a living thing..."

"Amazing……"

Even Princess Norrell couldn't help it. With the Lord of Thunder by her side, she was able to occupy the best position, and tremblingly touched the little dragon:

"Did Gretel make this? Is it the result of Gretel's advancement?"

Go back and talk to your husband and ask him how he made this!

She can pay you! It can be exchanged for the knowledge, resources and various plant seeds of the elves!