Chapter 186: Passing Away, Sorrow

Then the old dragon continued to talk, and everyone did not interrupt him, knowing that this was the last time they would listen to the story of the senior.

"I will not go into detail about the process, let's talk about this place!"

"This is the dark formation set up by the Undead Summoner a thousand years ago."

"His target is me. As the first warrior of the Golden Dragon Clan, I was unfortunately ambushed and trapped here!"

"At that time, I thought that I would rather die by self-destruction than be a puppet for the Undead Summoner."

"But I have never seen him since I was locked up."

"Do you know what happened?"

"Senior, we have heard something. It is said that a Holy Dragon Knight appeared, killed the Undead Mage, and drove away the Dark Legion."

Zhang Xing replied.

After listening, the old dragon was silent for a while, and his eyes turned to the three young dragons.

"Three little guys, my life has come to an end, and I can't teach you more experience."

"But I have a few pieces of advice for you."

The three dragons concentrated, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully.

"First, we must shoulder the mission of protecting humans. We are best friends with humans, as close as brothers. We are not a family, but better than a family!"

"Second, we must constantly hone ourselves, make ourselves stronger, and always be on guard against the return of the dark army!"

"Third, go find more of our kind, find a territory suitable for our survival, reproduce, and don't let our dragon clan perish from this world!"

"Fourth..."

The figure of the old dragon gradually faded. He tried to say a few more words, but there was no time.

Finally, he looked at Zhang Xing and the three little dragons, smiled in his eyes, and died with relief!

As the old dragon dissipated, the dark formation outside also ran out of energy, and the entire underground began to shake.

Zhang Xing and Jin Bao stood on Hei Bao's back, looking at the big pit that collapsed in front of them, and bowed deeply!

Hei Bao and Xiao Bai hovered over the huge pit, flying in circles for a long time and refused to leave!

The grief of dragons is more desolate than that of humans. The screams are heartbreaking and grief is everywhere!

I wonder if they will meet the old dragon in their dreams in the long years to come, in countless nights.

Will they dream of a miracle again and the old dragon survives?

Listen to teachings in dreams, learn combat experience in dreams, and have a happy chat with the ancestors.

Maybe they will dream of the scene at this moment, reluctant to leave, and heartbroken!

Whenever they wake up from a dream, they find that it is just a dream, the surprise is gone, the sadness remains, and they taste the pain of losing their loved ones. What kind of concept will the little dragons have about life?

Zhang Xing doesn't know!

Maybe the hearts of dragons are stronger than humans, and there are no such complicated emotions.

The sky gradually darkened, and Heibao and Xiaobai still had no intention of leaving.

They landed in the pit, curled up, with their huge heads tightly pressed against the ground, and their eyes were empty.

At this moment, Zhang Xing truly felt the deep farewell feelings of the three little dragons.

Just like the three children who just lost their father and mother, they refused to leave and did not want to believe.

The head buried in the mud seemed to want to get into the mother's arms!

The fog in the swamp was much dimmer tonight, and the faint moonlight traveled through time and sprinkled all over the land.

In the hazy moonlight, the soul of the old dragon seemed to gather again and comfort the little dragons.

They also seemed to feel the warmth deep in their souls, and their eyes gradually became heavy until they fell asleep!