My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 230 Lolita Zeshia (224 has been released)
Zeshia was no bigger than a horse at this moment, and looked petite and adorable in front of the sailboat-sized black dragon opposite.

"Because this human escaped from me, Solace." Zesia said to it coldly.

Even the voice has become a little childish.

"How do you prove it?" asked Black Dragon Solace.

"Why should I prove it to you?" Zeshia said in a still cold voice.

Solace growled indignantly and glared at Zeshia.

"Zeshia, I'm telling you, don't take advantage of Elgar's power and do whatever you want! If your brother is ever removed from the throne of Dragon King, I'll settle all the scores, old and new, with you!"

"Don't bother yourself," Zeshia said, and at the same time, ice-blue electric currents began to flash around her body.

"I don't need to use the title of brother. If you are not convinced, defeat me now and this human will be yours."

"cut."

Solace fell silent now. He flapped his wings and flew into the air, looking down at her from above.

"Just wait! I'll settle this score with you sooner or later!"

He flapped his wings and flew away.

His gaze shifted from the retreating black dragon to the silver dragon in front of him.

Zeshia turned around. On the silvery, round dragon head, a pair of large, gem-like eyes blinked brightly. The scales all over its body were like snow illuminated by moonlight, thin and translucent, with a faint blue glow on the edges.
The forelimbs and thighs are still very slender, the wings are still made of translucent silk, and the tail is not as thick as before.

"Why are you running around?"

Zeshia said to him, she seemed to want to show the majesty of a dragon, but this image really made her majesty less so.
"I came into your dream and only saw a crack. I came in here and was looking for you everywhere," Yaluo said. "Speaking of your appearance..."

"I was only planning to leave for a short while. If you hadn't noticed, shouldn't I have been waiting there first?" Zeshia said.

"Also, the memories here are from three hundred years ago. Wasn't I like this three hundred years ago?"

She hummed softly and turned her head away.

I felt a little embarrassed when I was seen as a child.

Yaluo couldn't help but reach out his hand and touch her scaly neck, admiring the petite dragon body and sighing:

"Zeshia, you were really cute when you were little."

"What are you touching?"

Zeshia swung her body in shame and anger and dodged his hand.

"And stop with your sweet talk. I'm a dragon now, not a human!"

"Isn't that better?" Yaluo said seriously.

"Huh?" Zeshia opened his dragon mouth and let out a puzzled sound.

"Hey, I, I am a dragon now, I don't have any human characteristics at all, you."

"It's also very touching, mainly because you're so cute like this, Zeshia."

I didn’t expect to have such a surprise in my dream, unlocking the Zeshia dragon form.

It has a beautiful body, an anime-like appearance, snow-white scales, and a sweet voice.

This is what I can dislike.

She had said before that she was only in her forties, and the age of a dragon was equivalent to five or six years old for humans.

Doesn't that mean Zeshia is still a loli?
"You're hopeless," Zeshia said, looking at him.

"Ahem, let's get started on today's mission," Yaluo said, clearing his throat.

Zeshia glanced at him with her big eyes before flapping her wings and flying away.

"follow me."

She led the way and Yaluo followed.

Flying over the canyon, a lava river appeared below.

"Speaking of which, Zeshia, your Dragon Valley is all bare mountains and lava. Where does your food come from?" Yaluo asked curiously. "To the west of the Dragon Valley, there's a river valley plain called Rerang. All the food the dragons need is produced there," Zeshia said.

"At its peak, the dragon race numbered no more than 50,000. This single food source alone was enough for all the dragons to satisfy their food needs, and even squander their food."

"Also, I saw a lot of large rocks with strange shapes along the way. They don't look like they were formed naturally. What are they?" Yaluo asked again.

"hehe."

Zeshia actually laughed when she heard this question.

"Those kinds of things, just think of them as artistic creations of the Dragon Clan. They are relics from the Yellow Ginkgo period."

"The Yellow Ginkgo Period?"

Zeshia glared at him. "Don't tell me you don't know this term. We've already covered it in class!"

"I know, of course I know." Yaluo said quickly.

"During the Yellow Ginkgo Period of the Dragon Clan, approximately four hundred years ago, some human ideas unexpectedly flowed into the Dragon Clan, sparking a desire among many dragons to enter human society. They even began imitating human products, such as literature, opera, and sculpture. Some dragons also began to create their own unique art and culture."

"However, because the majority of dragons had no interest in this, this trend only lasted for a short time before it ended. However, it did have a significant impact on the dragon society at that time."

"You pass," Zeshia said.

"Those stone carvings were created by a Dragon Clan art group called the Genger Sect. At its peak, this group had over five thousand 'artists'. They erected countless stone sculptures like these throughout the Dragon Valley. However, due to the passage of time, most of them have dried out and deteriorated, leaving them in their current state."

"But, do you think that if this trend can continue and spread, the relationship between humans and dragons will be better?" Yalu asked.

"Who knows?" Zeshia said lightly.

The man and the dragon were silent.

After a moment, Yaluo asked again, "By the way, what's going on with that separate dream outside? How can it still exist after you've left it?"

"It's a kind of secret technique. It's now a safe house. If anything unexpected happens in the dream, you can retreat there immediately to prevent mental damage." Zeshia said.

"I see." Yaluo nodded in understanding.

After flying for about ten minutes, they arrived at a valley. Zeshia fell down and stood behind a rock.

"That's where the anomaly was discovered this time."

Yaluo looked in the direction she pointed.

Between the two huge rocks in front, there was a bulge on the ground, like a small hill, and the height of the bulge was no more than one meter.

But on that hill, dark green mist was constantly coming out.
Like a nozzle, green mist was sprayed out and then sucked back in, repeating over and over again, like breathing.

"That's a demon spirit, a sleeping demon spirit." Zeshia said.

"Demon spirit? Isn't that an undead creature?" Yaluo said.

Since it is an undead creature, it must be in the demon clan. Dragon Valley does not have any demon student study abroad program.

Zeshia nodded. "So it shouldn't be here at all. There must be a plan."

Yaluo looked at the green mist that was constantly exhaling for a moment and asked, "What should we do?"

"Wait a minute. The demon spirit usually wakes up at night. I want to see what it wants to do then," said Zeshia.

Yalu looked at the sky and estimated that it would take another two hours before sunset.

Well, time now has to be passed.

Zeshia also looked at the sky and said, "It's still early, let's go do something else first."

"What's the matter?" Yaluo asked.

"Yuli is about to wake up, I have to go back and comfort her." Zeshia looked at the Dragon King Palace in the distance.

"What?"

It took Yaluo a few seconds to realize that Yuli was probably only a few years old now, a baby.

[There will also be a female version of Zeshia's young dragon later, so in general it will be a loli dragon girl]

(End of this chapter)