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4.88 The Road to the Dragon Festival(2/2)

Because, he was afraid, he was really scared!

Al walked out of the tent and saw more than a dozen Gaolun working hard to clean up the mountains of iron cages around the tent. He then found the figures of Gova and the other two in the crowd.

"Get in and get this smelly cage away!" A sudden thunder sounded from Jasmine's tent, and Al couldn't help but shudder.

The Bear Goblin spoke, but everyone did not dare to delay, threw away the cage, and surrounded him. Gova raised his hand to Al and rushed into the convertible first.

From beginning to end, Jasmine was quiet, and she didn't even look at her mood of turning over. She was carried out from the tent by everyone.

If Jasmine roared, angry, struggled, and bite... Al would feel better. But this dead silence made Al extremely worried.

Suddenly, he remembered an old proverb: There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart.

It seemed as if he had lost the most precious thing, and the moment the cage was carried away, Al's heart hurt so much.

"Al, move, move! You can do it, you can do it!" I silently thought in my heart over and over again, clicking through the fear of binding my body, and finally, although the trembling fingers were still stiff, they had recovered control. Al moved the joystick with difficulty and gritted his teeth and chased him out.

After passing the last block and entering his eyes, Al jumped up. He subconsciously turned the pole and the King of Hills barely let the trainer who was blocking the middle of the road pass.

"Ayer, come with me." The old trainer who blocked the boy's way raised his head in his unique weird posture: "Since you have chosen to believe in fate, then as your teacher, I am very happy to give you the final guidance."

The old goblin turned around and walked firmly towards the taming ground. "Come on, young man."

In the center of the site, the wooden boxes filled with pots and pans disappeared, and instead were Paul who was soaked in the water tank.

"If you are that inflatable doll and Jasmine is really a double-headed dragon, then the most important job now is to find Jasmine's other half body. Only in this way can her soul be complete and you have the opportunity to become a great dragon priest."

"The other half of the double-headed dragon?" Al immediately understood, "Because the body is incomplete, Jasmine's soul cannot be complete. This is the fundamental reason why the projection of the soul fire has no form!"

"Yes, this is what Paul and I have only figured out recently. And Paul has divined that Jasmine's other half should be nearby!" The old beast trainer pointed to the big octopus in the water tank and waved his hand to interrupt Al's inquiry: "If Jasmine has an intersection with you, then her other half is no exception! Al, there is another question. If you want to become a dragon sacrifice, you must be recognized by the dragon, and if you want to be recognized, you must be respected by her first!"

"Be respected..." Al couldn't help but burst into tears as Old Rooney said.

"Teacher, Paul, I'm leaving." Al sniffed and walked out without looking back.

Looking at the firm figure of Blue Copper Gaolun, Old Rooney murmured: "Old Guy Paul, I think the legend has begun..."—
Chapter completed!
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