Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 885: The little prince

When Wen Zilong came to the banquet hall, he saw a large area on the left side of the banquet hall.

There are wooden stakes erected on the clearing.

There are fierce beasts tethered to it.

Obviously, this is a place dedicated to tethering mounts.

It is equivalent to a parking lot.

The mounts in the field are basically fierce beasts of ranks 7 to 9.

This is equivalent to a luxury car.

At the entrance of the hall, there are four guards standing at the gate.

The strength has reached the seventh peak.

As the gatekeeper of the Tier 7 peak wild dragon, I am afraid that only the royal family has such a hand.

The other savage dragons are basically riding luxury cars, only Wen Zilong comes on foot.

The passing dragons all said one after another:

"Whose flying mount? Why stop here?"

"If you don't park the mount on the open space over there, what are you dangling around the hall door?"

"Brother Guard, don't you care?"

One of the four gatekeepers, hearing this, had to come to Wen Zilong and was about to do it.

But seeing Wen Zilong flipping his right claw, a big red invitation appeared in the claw.

The dragon guarding the gate was taken aback, subconsciously took it, and looked at it for a moment.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

To Wen Zilong: "I'm sorry, I was rude, please come in."

Wen Zilong smiled faintly: "It's okay, I've been despised by the wild dragon not once or twice."

Speaking, put away the invitation and entered the hall.

Seeing this, the other three goalkeepers asked the goalkeeper: "What's the matter?"

The guard looked at Wen Zilong's back in a daze, and said, "He is a wild dragon."

"Deformed wild dragon?!"

"How could the deformed dragon have an invitation?"

"Is it the son of which great power or nobleman?"

Wen Zilong entered the banquet hall and saw that there were already more than a hundred wild dragons inside.

Each of these wild dragons is well-dressed.

Especially the female dragons, one by one dressed up in a gorgeous manner, the shiny jewelry on their bodies can blind the wild dragons.

These wild dragons were a little surprised to see Wen Zilong entering the hall.

"The one who can enter the hall must be a wild dragon. He is a deformed wild dragon."

"Yes, this must be a deformed wild dragon."

"Why does he have an invitation? Could it be someone who made a mistake?"

"In my opinion, his invitation was either stolen or picked up. I really should ask the guard to check him."

However, although these wild dragons were muttering with their mouths low, they wisely did not actually look for the guards.

After all, whoever can come here is not a wild dragon spirit.

Everyone understands the truth that more is worse than less.

Wen Zilong didn't bother to pay attention to them either, and sat directly in a corner.

This corner happens to have a lot of fruits and drinks, Wen Zilong said nothing, first eat and drink.

Not to mention, the drinks provided by the palace are really not comparable to ordinary drinks.

Wen Zilong tastes more delicious as he drinks.

The wild dragons next to them, they only know how to eat and drink when they see this deformed wild dragon.

Besides, before the banquet started, he just started eating and drinking by himself, really ignorant of the rules.

They all have a trace of contempt in their eyes.

There was only one wild dragon. After seeing Wen Zilong, instead of despising him, he came forward and sat beside Wen Zilong.

He said to Wen Zilong: "Get to know, my name is Bill Dagan."

Wen Zilong took a closer look at the dean, feeling a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, there will be wild dragons here who will take the initiative to know themselves.

Na Bildagan seemed to see Wen Zilong's doubts and said, "I'm like this, so I can make friends. There are many ways to make friends. By the way, what's your name?"

"Wen Zilong."

Wen Zilong replied briefly.

Na Bildagan also took a glass of wine, took a sip, and said:

"Have you heard that today's banquet is to welcome the three princes back."

"Hmm."

Wen Zilong was actually a little too lazy to respond to him.

Bil Dagan continued: "But I have inside information."

"What?"

Wen Zilong asked.

Bilda said: "This banquet for the return of the three princes is actually to introduce a heavyweight giant dragon to everyone."

"Oh?"

Wen Zilong asked.

Bilda said with a smile: "Of course, I don't know who the heavyweight dragon is, but the banquet is about to begin, and we will know soon."

"Hmm."

Wen Zilong smiled faintly.

Isn't that the heavyweight wild dragon himself?

At this moment, there was a riot at the entrance of the hall.

Then a few wild dragons entered the hall.

A savage dragon headed by the royal family wears a brocade and a jade crown that the royal family is qualified to wear.

It looks like he is in his twenties.

But Wen Zilong knew that his actual age should have been more than fifty years old.

However, Saturn, who is generally more than 200 years old, is actually very young in his 50s.

The wild dragons around, seeing this wild dragon come in, one by one came forward to sweep hello:

"His Royal Highness the Little Prince."

"Your Highness, the little prince, it is really fortunate to see you."

"His Royal Highness, I toast you a cup."

Wen Zilong is a little puzzled. Didn’t the emperor of Dongli Empire only have three sons? When will there be a little prince again?

Did it happen overnight last night?

That's not so fast.

Is it because of hormones that grow so fast?

The little prince is obviously a bit drunk, his cheeks are flushed, and his walking is a bit unstable.

Be aware that the wild dragons who have practiced are generally not drunk.

And he could drink him like this, either because of his lack of strength, or he was drinking too much.

He couldn't straighten his tongue a bit, he chuckled as he walked in, and greeted a crowd of wild dragons.

Bilda said: "Go, go and say hello to the little prince."

Wen Zilong looked at that guy's virtues and didn't have any interest.

Said: "Who is this guy?"

Bilda said with a smile: "Little prince. Are you too drunk? The eldest son of the emperor, people call him the little prince."

"Oh."

Wen Zilong responded indifferently, and then drank his own wine.

There is no plan to toast in the past.

Bilda had to raise his glasses one by one, and went over to toast.

The little prince is always willing to come, and after a while, he has already drunk a dozen glasses of wine.

Walking harder and speaking more vaguely.

After a while, surrounded by wild dragons, when he passed Wen Zilong, he suddenly stopped shaking.

Turning his head to look at Wen Zilong, and said: "This...who's flying mount, how come to the banquet hall. Come to Manlong, lead him away, lead him away!"

A guard standing in the hall trot over quickly.

He glanced at Wen Zilong, then said to the little prince:

"His Royal Highness, he is not a mount. He is a wild dragon, a deformed wild dragon."