Chapter 1416 I Believe You Will Tell Me!

"What did you say?"

After hearing what Witt said, this time, Finger answered quickly.

"I said, you'd better leave here quickly!"

Finger's tone was filled with anxiety, worry, and... fear!

After hearing this, Witt raised his eyebrows, and the image of the red dragon appeared in his mind. He looked at Finger in front of him with a touch of sympathy.

Wild dragons, even with their parents' company, they don't live so well!

Noticing Witt's gaze, Finger suddenly felt a chill. Although he didn't know what Witt was thinking, he definitely misunderstood something!

Sure enough, Witt said, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of your father."

As he said that, Witt grinned and showed a sunny smile.

Finger's face darkened and he almost couldn't breathe.

"He's not my father!"

The voice was sharp, whether because of anger or fear.

Hearing this, Witt smiled and comforted him: "Okay, okay, if you say it's not, then it's not. Why are you so anxious!"

For wild dragons, parents don't recognize their children, and children don't recognize their parents. Isn't that a very normal thing!

Since Finger is so repulsive, then just assume that the red dragon is not his father. It's not a big deal.

After hearing Witt's words, Finger subconsciously wanted to emphasize again that the red dragon was not his father, but he quickly realized that now was not the time to dwell on these things.

"You must leave here... um..."

However, before he finished speaking, something was stuffed into his open mouth. It was cool at the entrance, the kind of coolness that chilled his heart, followed by smooth and sweet taste.

Before he could continue to taste anything, his mouth was empty.

Then, his eyes subconsciously looked at the iceberg in front of Witt.

"The meat tastes different if it's frozen for different times. However, if it's frozen for too long, it will just be frozen meat.

So, don't waste time, come and eat together.

I won't wait for you."

While speaking, Witt swallowed all the meat slices on the ice pile like a whirlwind, and then cut out some more slices of meat and put them on top, counting them quietly in his mouth.

It's obvious that Witt is enjoying the food seriously now.

Finger was stunned by this scene, and then a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

"Are you strong?"

Witt raised his eyebrows, and just when the time was almost up, he grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into Finger's mouth, and then he took a piece himself, chewing and speaking.

"Strong?"

After a slight pause, Witt continued: "That depends on how you define it. Below the legend, I am invincible, above the legend..."

Witt looked at Finger who was looking at him expectantly, and Witt grinned.

"I run very fast!"

"..."

Finger's expression froze, and then he asked tentatively: "Then the red dragon you mentioned..."

"No doubt, it's a legend!"

Finger was disheartened, but he soon cast a puzzled look at Witt.

Witt stuffed another piece of meat into Finger's mouth, and then Witt said while eating: "I know what you think, you want me to save you, right?"

As he said, Witt paused again and denied himself: "No, it shouldn't be called saving, it should be more accurate to say that we will die together!"

As he said, Witt looked at Finger with interest.

"You didn't remind me at first that there was a powerful red dragon around. I think deep in your heart, what you want to see most is that I die with him, and then you can be free.

Even if we don't die together, if I can attract his eyes firmly, you can get out of trouble.

Until I cured your injuries and didn't leave immediately, but continued to help you get food here, you made a decision.

Tell me about the existence of the red dragon.

So, what is your purpose this time?

Do you want me to fight with him, or...just want me to leave?

It should be both!"

Finger lowered his head, flying in the air, silent.

Witt saw this and chuckled.

"You don't need to be nervous. Since I can say these words so calmly, it means that I don't care about the little calculations in your heart.

Since I found the red dragon and didn't leave, it means that I have ideas about the red dragon.

As for what the idea is...

It has nothing to do with you. You just need to know that I have no ill will towards you."

"Who knows?"

As soon as Witt finished speaking, Finger's voice rang out, with a low tone and full of confusion.

The last dragon, he thought he could save him from danger, ended up just treating him as a plaything for his fun. Who can guarantee him that the dragon in front of him is not?

Lies and traps are not only pure malice, but can also be wrapped in a layer of sweet honey on the outside to give hope, and then broken by hand. He has experienced such things twice.

So, no one can guarantee it!

And he...no longer dares to believe it.

Witt looked at Finger, who was wrapped in confusion, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you have a lot of stories. Can you tell me? To be honest, I'm a little curious."

Finger remained silent.

Witt felt a little regretful when he saw this, but he soon cheered up and said with a smile: "I believe you will tell me!"

As he said that, Witt turned his eyes to the ice pile and then exclaimed.

"Oh no, I was busy talking to you, and all the meat was frozen into ice lumps. It can't be wasted, it can't be wasted..."

While muttering, Witt took the meat off and then... stuffed it into Finger's mouth.

The cold feeling constantly stimulated Finger's mouth, which was slightly painful. The pieces of meat also lost their previous sweetness, and only a hard touch was left.

He subconsciously wanted to spit out the meat, but his mouth seemed to be welded shut and couldn't open at all.

Finger's eyes were wide open.

While looking at Witt and listening to the other party muttering "can't waste", his mind couldn't help but recall the previous experience.

When he was on the verge of death, it suddenly appeared and deliberately frightened him.

It was clearly to help him with treatment, but he never heard the word "treatment" from beginning to end. Instead, he believed from the bottom of his heart that this dragon wanted to eat him.

While he was sleeping, it turned into a newly hatched dragon and chased the Perth dragon beast (fish) in the river.

Thinking of this, Finger finally confirmed an idea that had appeared in his mind for a long time...

This dragon must be poisonous!

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