"Brother, I'm so hungry..." A little baby dragon cried out coquettishly.
The scales on his body are like diamonds, showing a crystal-clear texture, and there is a thin layer of white frost on the edges of the scales, making this dragon look like he is wearing a white lin from a distance.
"Wait a minute." The other young dragon replied, rummaging through the bushes with his claws. Unlike his younger brother, this dragon's scales were like rubies, with a fiery red light shining through them, as if there were flames burning in them.
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"Uh, I found it." The red baby dragon found a fat and big earthworm from the bushes. The earthworm had just been dug out of the soil and was rolling painfully under the stimulation of the air.
"Eh~ It's so disgusting!" the white baby dragon couldn't help but exclaimed, "Please don't tell Xian Weiya, this is what's for dinner!"
"Idiot, we won't eat this." The red baby dragon grinned: "But our dinner depends on it."
The white baby dragon tilted his head and asked: "What?"
Ten minutes later, on the river bank.
The red dragon tied the small earthworm with a tree vine, and tied the other side of the tree vine to a branch. He threw the tree vine with the earthworm tied into the river, and the other end of the tree vine was firmly inserted into the soil to prevent it.
loose.
"Everything is done, now it's time to wait." The red baby dragon sat down on the big rock on the river bank.
"The sun is going down soon." The white baby dragon also sat down, sitting next to his brother.
"I know. But this is the time when the fish come out to look for food. If you stay quiet and don't scare the fish away, we can have dinner." The red baby dragon lowered his voice and scolded.
"Hmph..." Then his brother calmed down and waited boredly. But dragonets are always active creatures, and they couldn't bear loneliness. After sitting for less than half a minute, the white baby dragon
Noisily scratching his body with his little claws, sometimes scratching his head, sometimes his back: "There are so many mosquitoes here."
"Stop lying, you are a cold-blooded animal, mosquitoes will not bite you." The red baby dragon said coldly: "Just be quiet and wait a little longer."
"Huh---" The little white dragon suppressed his temper again and calmed down and waited. Fishing is a job of patience, but what he lacks most is patience, so the little white dragon has never successfully caught a fish to satisfy his hunger.
The catches were always brought by his brother.
"But why is my brother so good at fishing?" The white baby dragon asked in a low voice, "Did you learn this from your father?"
"Maybe." The red baby dragon whispered impatiently. He could have ignored his brother's question, but he knew that if he continued to ignore it, his brother would ask more questions, and his chattering would only scare the fish away.
"It's true------Father is so partial. Why do you only teach this to your brother but never to Xian Weiya?" Xiao Bailong said dissatisfiedly.
"Because you always scare the fish away with your noise. It's weird that you can successfully catch the fish." The little red dragon said helplessly, and at the same time wrapped his tail around his brother's neck: "Shut up now, unless you catch the fish today."
I want to be hungry later."
"Oh..." Xiao Bailong whispered.
Every time the little red dragon wraps his little brother's neck with his tail, it is a signal to him that he must calm down. Although this is just a formality, the willful little white dragon may not listen, but his brother's tail carries the unique charm of the red fire dragon.
Warmth, when this tail wraps around the little white dragon's neck, the little white dragon will feel particularly at ease and will naturally calm down.
The night fell, and the starry sky suddenly appeared. The hungry little white dragon looked at the starry sky boredly, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.
He thought for a long time before finally taking this opportunity to ask the question that he had always wanted to ask but did not dare to ask: "Brother... will the father and the queen not come back again? The day the mother left, is
How long ago did it happen?"
"I don't remember, and I didn't deliberately count them." The younger brother's words seemed to touch the pain of the little red dragon. He replied in a low voice: "If they want to leave, they can leave. I don't care."
Dragons have long lives, and their infancy is also very long. It is not unusual for many dragon parents to leave their children before they are fully grown, so that the children can learn to be independent.
However, the parents of these two little dragons did leave a little early, prematurely abandoning these two little dragons who had almost no ability to stand on their own and were very reluctant to even protect themselves.
Irresponsible? Maybe.
Unlike his clueless brother, the little red dragon knows a little better. He occasionally hears some rumors from other dragons, most of which are ridiculing the little red dragon. "Wild species"
", "little bastard", "dirty bloodline"------some dragons often mention these unpleasant words. But the little red dragon knows that these words are all describing him. He is young.
He still couldn't understand the true meaning of these words, but it was really uncomfortable to hear these words in his heart.
The little red dragon vaguely understood the reason why his parents left the two brothers prematurely--perhaps, their parents couldn't stand the rumors and ran away. So, in this lair, they were the only two brothers left.
They depend on each other for life. Although his younger brother Xian Weiya is a clingy and willful little guy, as an older brother, he must take good care of this troublesome younger brother.
Just when the little red dragon was indulging in the past, the fishing rod moved a few times. Under the faint light of the starry night, the water surface continued to ripple. A fish bit the hook.
"Xian Weiya, wake up!" The little red dragon pushed his brother a few times: "A fish is biting the hook, it's time for you to take action."
"Huh? Oh..." The sleepy little white dragon opened its mouth wide and spit out white frosty breath toward the water.
Click, click, click! Under the extremely low temperature of frost, the water surface quickly froze, freezing all the fish approaching. There were at least a dozen fish frozen in a whole piece of ice floe.
"Haha, big harvest!" The little red dragon went over and picked up the ice cubes, "This is enough for tonight, let's go, we will go to the lair."
"Oh!" his brother replied obediently. It seemed that he was starving and wanted to eat the fish raw.
Half an hour later, in a certain dragon's lair.
Beside a bonfire, dozens of fish were stuck on branches. They were almost roasted to a fragrant aroma by the heat of the flames. The natural fish oil slowly seeped out from the grilled fish and dripped on the ground, making an attractive sound.
Sizzling sound.
"It looks delicious." The little white dragon couldn't help but stretched out his little paws to touch the grilled fish.
Bang! But Xiao Bailong's claws were swept away by his brother's tail: "Wait a little longer! This fish is not cooked yet, eating it will spoil your stomach!"
"But I'm so hungry..." Xiao Bailong's stomach was extremely hungry. Although dragons won't starve to death even if they don't eat for several years, his brother cooks for him every day. Xiao Bai
Long has become accustomed to the feeling of eating two meals a day. If he doesn't eat on time, his stomach will be upset.
"There's really nothing I can do about you." The little red dragon put his mouth to the edge of the bonfire and gently blew out the dragon's breath of flames. He increased the heat of the flames and carefully grilled the fish for his brother. He even had to use magic to control the flames.
Let them form a whirlpool of flames.
The heat of grilled fish is actually very particular. Too much heat will only burn the fish. If the heat is too low, it will take a lot of time and there is a risk that the fish will not be cooked. To grill delicious grilled fish that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, small
The red dragon must use its own dragon flame to control the process of grilling fish, adjust the temperature of the flame to perfection, and even need to let the heat of the campfire wrap each fish from every direction so that they are evenly heated. Such trouble is just to make
Let the fish be cooked quickly so that my brother can be full.
"Well, it's delicious. The grilled fish cooked by my brother is so delicious." After another ten minutes, Xiao Bailong lay on the ground, eating the grilled fish with satisfaction. His belly was bulging because he was full.
There was even fat flowing from the corners of his mouth.
"If it's delicious, eat more. There's still a lot." The little red dragon sent another skewer of grilled fish to his brother's hand, while he was slowly nibbling on a small skewer of the most burned and smallest grilled fish.
"Xian Weiya has eaten enough! Brother, why don't you eat? Why do you think you are eating the same fish over and over again?"
"It's just your illusion." The little red dragon replied calmly, and at the same time, he took a skewer of fish that was slightly bitter from being burnt and quickly gnawed it away.
It's so unpalatable. Because he gave all the grilled fish to his brother, and the rest is this unpalatable food. But he has become accustomed to this slightly bitter taste, which is the taste of failure. He doesn't
Blaming no one, he knew that this was because his ability to control the flames was not perfect yet. He would definitely do better next time and prepare more delicious grilled fish for his brother and himself.
"Brother, Xian Weiya is sleepy..." Little Bailong, who was feeling sleepy after eating, nestled next to his brother and wanted to sleep.
"Really? Good night then." The little red dragon responded in a low voice, and gently wrapped its tail around his brother's neck as before. The two dragons snuggled up to sleep next to the stones and the bonfire, and spent their time quietly like this.
one day.
The younger brother of the little red dragon is attached to the warmth coming from his elder brother who is a fire dragon;
But for the little red dragon, his white dragon brother's whole body was as cold as ice, making the little red dragon still tremble in his sleep.
Despite this, he never thought about getting rid of this coldness in his heart. Even though his brother's body temperature is as cold as frost, for the little red dragon, this is the body temperature of his family. This is the only thing he can rely on at night after losing his parents.
Things. He has been working hard to make himself and his brother live a better life. He thought that this kind of life would be their whole life from now on, and he never doubted that this kind of life would change.
"Xian Weiya loves her brother the most..." Xiao Bailong muttered in his sleep, waking up his half-asleep brother.
"My brother also likes Xianweiya the most." The little red dragon also murmured in a low voice, as if to comfort his brother. Because it was really cold, the little red dragon spit out another puff of dragon flame towards the bonfire to make the fire even hotter. Then
He closed his eyes, pretended that everything was fine, and fell asleep with a peaceful mind.
If only this kind of life could continue forever. Continue forever. Brothers should never be separated when they are together.