"What's this?"

"It smells too good!"

Cassie stood up unsteadily, with a flash of clarity in his eyes: "Is it poisonous? Is it a trap?"

As an old dragon who has lived for more than three thousand years, even though he spends most of his time eating and sleeping, he is still much more mature than those who are hundreds of years old.

But then, he saw a gray-black figure, turned into a bolt of lightning, and rushed toward the place where the scent came from.

"It's the fourth child!"

"Don't fall for this useless thing."

"No, I have to follow up and take a look." Cassie flapped her wings, faster than the suspected old badan.

Soon, Cassie saw the source of the fragrance.

It was a particularly tall and sturdy dupsilon.

And just around the Drunken Dragon Grass, there seems to be a large blood-red mushroom with a dragon head shape growing.

"This is... Drunk Dragon Grass and Blood Dragon Mushroom?"

"Why did you grow up here?"

"It seems to be quite old, but if there is, why did you find it now?" Cassie looked around warily.

But he still couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Behind him, he seemed to hear the sound of flapping wings.

This urged him not to hesitate, otherwise when the other three brothers came, he might only be able to eat some scraps.

Carefully observing the surrounding terrain, Cassie gradually became aware of it.
Chapter completed!