Strange News About Dragons

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I brushed it again and had endless aftertaste.

I found another dragon article and collected it quickly

Xiaona, Valais has a piece of advice for you. I heard that excellent authors will update w. If you admit that you are not excellent, then work harder to make yourself excellent. (Raises paw)

Quick update😭😭😭

₍₍٩( ᐛ )۶₎₎♪Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Can you post a single chapter to introduce the world view?

The writing is very good, I am looking forward to the second volume 🙂

This is good, it's a treasure

Little Nava is here＞w＜, come on~(●—●)

Is there a book club? If not, you can create one.

This is my favorite dragon novel. After reading the book for so many years, I also want to try to write some stories of my own. Because there are not many clear settings in the book at present (maybe I missed something), so I added some settings that I thought of. It can be read as a side story of the parallel world in the book. Please forgive me for the low level of narrative writing. PS: Come on Nana, write more extras to supplement the world view. I really like the narrative and description of the stories in "Chaotic Memories and Broken Pages". 23/9/29: -Re-edited some content. -Revised several descriptions that were not smooth and appropriate enough. Text: ... What you see is the depth of the copper-colored stone bricks. Looking up, you can see the bright moon in the boundless night sky, shrouded in little stars. It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is already a full moon. The sky on a clear night is a deep blue as clear as the sea, with some floating clouds wandering in it, like blown marshmallows gradually falling in all directions. The unique scene presented by the magic circle that has been lost since ancient times all shows that the owner of this place has a profound background. The bright moon in the sky informed everyone that it was late at night, and there were scattered torches hanging on both sides of the cave. They struggled to dispel the darkness, like lighthouses guiding the harbor in the boundless ocean. The dim firelight reflected the piles of gold mountains and the dark red figures above them. The red dragon turned around and felt the unique touch of the gold coins sliding across its scales. He buried his claws deeply into the gold mountain. The tip of his claws scratched the gold coins, which still made a low but not harsh rustling sound. The cool and not hard feeling from the center of his claws was so familiar. The red dragon changed his position and lay down among the gold coins. After a moment, he raised his paws and held a gold coin in front of his eyes for inspection. Countless gold coins of unknown age and craftsmanship were piled here. The red dragon had never paid close attention to them for many years. Most dragons love money, but they mostly use it to fill their nests or serve as "mattresses." Unless they have special meanings, they don't pay too much attention to themselves. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a time of reunion. According to custom, all red dragons will return to their place of origin, where the original dragon was born. He once left blessings called loyalty and unity for the dragon clan. But today is different from the past. The war consisting of interests is driven by greed and burns everything. "It's time to go." The red dragon walked out of the cave slowly but firmly. He wanted to stop this before the situation completely got out of control, even if there was little hope, maybe he would never come back here again. Outside the cave, gusts of crooked wind were blowing in his face. He quietly felt the biting coldness that could never freeze his blood. The feeling that had been almost forgotten by the red dragon spread again and flowed throughout his body. After a moment, the red dragon turned and flew forward, its thick wings waving along with the airflow, sending it into the sky. The red dragon streaked across the night sky, and the silver moonlight gently covered his back. Looking from the ground, the figure of the red dragon gradually becomes dark and small, and there is hope and despair waiting for him in the distance. PS: The inspiration for this story comes from an accidental dream and a moment of admiring the moon alone in the middle of the night (I never want to stay up late to write an article again :(, but I have no inspiration during the day). After writing it, I think it is a bit heavy and not suitable for a Mid-Autumn Festival article, so I will post it one day in advance.

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Xiaona The Jade Dragon is here

I haven't watched it in a long time. I don't know if the character of Ai Luo is still there.