The Little Red Dragon Also Has to Plow the Land

In the month of plowing wells, Xiu Yi said goodbye to the noisy city life, said goodbye to his friends, and returned to the farm of his old home alone. In the silver-grey moon, Xiu Yi went to dig a mine. After cleaning it for a while, he accidentally caught a little red dragon. On a cold moon, at night, Xiu Yi sat cross-legged by the stove, with the little red dragon nestled on the blanket. Two goblins helped him flip through the obscure grimoire, and the sweet potatoes that were about to be roasted exuded an alluring aroma. "My dear Grand Maester, Zhan Xin'an." "The winter snow has melted. The Lord of Vesuvius said at the banquet last night that the road blocking the way to South Fatian will be opened soon. The underground city you mentioned and the life you described are interesting to me. I will visit you in the future." "Also, I happened to meet the elf you rescued recently. I have to say that that annoying guy seems to be planning to visit, so I specially set up a little test to delay her for a while. I told you in advance to avoid misunderstandings, but that's all. I hope you won't be ignorant." … My name is Xiu Yi. Just today, I came home and found that my home seemed to be no longer my home. Xiu Yi looked at Regina, who looked serious, and the few guys watching the fun in the room, and put his hand on his forehead. "Who made my little dragon look like this!"