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Chapter 487 The Proud Red Dragon(2/2)

After hearing Tiberia's words, Myrrell roared angrily.

"In addition, it is not allowed to be called Myriel as a black dragon! Myriel is a silver dragon! The great silver dragon!"

"Silver Dragon?!"

Tiberia was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Black Dragon like a fool, and shook her head secretly:

"fool."

"idiot."

The two dragons cursed each other at the same time, and then snorted and turned around, never paying attention to each other again.

"What's good about these weak ants?"

Tiberia looked at the chattering players with disgust.

However, although he disliked it, he had signed a contract, so it had to patiently do the job of assisting in the repair of Fei Lengcui.

However, after a while of drying, its nose sniffed slightly and smelled an extremely attractive scent.

“What does it taste?”

The red dragon subconsciously swallowed.

Then, it heard a crisp call from afar:

"Myriel! Your lunch is ready!"

When he heard this, Meiriel, who was still moving stones, looked bright, put down his work in his claws, and then happily flew to the other side of the square.

And there, a few tall elves were pushing a cart of roasted barbecue and sending it to Myriel with a smile.

Tiberia looked over curiously, and then saw the little black dragon skillfully lying on the ground, enjoying the barbecue while enjoying the steel brush massage of several elves.

It narrowed its eyes lazily, and did not forget to bare its teeth at Tiberia like provocation, with a stinky and proud look on its face.

"Tsk, the idiot who was raised as a waste."

Tiberia looked at it with contempt, with a look of arrogance.

However, sniffing the smell of the barbecue, saliva drizzled from the red dragon's mouth in a daze...

It suddenly felt like it was a little hungry.

"That... Lord Red Dragon, do you want to eat it too?"

Suddenly, a pleasing voice sounded.

Tiberia looked down and saw an elf carrying a handful of flesh skewers and smilingly came to it.

It swallowed.

Then, he raised his head proudly and disdainfully:

"Hmph, humble elves, don't want to tempt the great Lord Tiberia with your food!"
Chapter completed!
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