Warm Dragon

Of course, the fantasy beast suspected to be a pseudo-dragon heir of the fantasy beast species did not respond to Russell's friendly invitation.

However, Russell was just laying the groundwork. Most fantasy beasts can understand human language unless they do not contact humans. He made his attitude clear and then prepared to rest in this small garden for a night.

First, it was almost night and it was not convenient to travel on the snowfield.

Secondly, he also studied this snow forest to see if it was a cold spring point and the ecosystem around the cold spring point.

"Let's call this snow forest Green City Snow Forest." Russell gave the snow forest a name because this snow forest was different from most snow forests. It was lush and green inside. "As for this cold spring point, it is called Green City Garden Cold Spring Point."

He opened the copied family map and marked the Green City Snow Forest and Green City Garden Cold Spring Point in the south-east corner of the map.

Then he started to pick up firewood, boil water and cook.

As for the source of food, it was quite simple. Russell casually caught a muntjac, peeled and cleaned it in a nearby small pond, then skewered it with branches and started to grill it.

"It smells so good, I want to eat it so much." The strange murmur sounded again.

After hearing this, Russell smiled and said, "The phantom beast over there, why don't you come over and eat it together? I can't finish such a big muntjac. And Baoli doesn't like meat, it would be a waste if I can't finish this whole muntjac."

The phantom beast didn't respond, but it didn't leave. From beginning to end, it stayed in the branches of the big tree, watching Russell quietly.

But the phantom beast didn't attract it, but it attracted those suspected pseudo-dragon heirs.

There were already brave pseudo-dragon heirs who flew down from the treetops and landed in the bushes not far from Russell, looking here cautiously.

The sky was a little dim, but Russell still saw the appearance of these small animals clearly, which was a combination of owls and dragons. The overall shape is a white owl with many black spots on its body, but its body has the streamline feeling of a dragon.

This is undoubtedly a unique feature of the pseudo-dragon heir.

"Pseudo-dragon, pseudo-dragon, the reason why the higher stage of evolution of the fantasy beast is called pseudo-dragon, in addition to the fact that pseudo-dragons can warm the earth like wyverns, it is also because pseudo-dragons have a close outline to dragons in some aspects."

In Russell's view, dragons are probably the ultimate embodiment of the power of the earth, so after the evolution of fantasy beasts, their appearance will also evolve in this direction.

To explain it in biological terms, it is convergent evolution.

Therefore, the bloodline left by the pseudo-dragon will naturally have some dragon characteristics, such as the quail-like dragon and the goose-like dragon, which retain the outline of quail and goose, and at the same time have some streamlined figures of dragons.

The owl in front of him is the same.

"Eat it, little guy." Russell tore a strip of meat from the muntjac and threw it to the nearest owl.

However, these owl-like guys were very timid. When the meat strips were thrown to them, they flew away in a swarm.

Russell shook his head and laughed, and silently gave these little things new names: "According to the tradition of pseudo-dragon descendants, the naming method of similar, pseudo, and pseudo... you should call it owl-like dragon, and the meta-beast species owl-like dragon."

Just at this moment.

The pseudo-dragon descendant of the fantasy beast species suddenly pounced over, stretched out its claws in the air at a very fast speed, picked up the meat strips on the ground, and then circled again, and returned to the branches of the big tree before, and began to enjoy the deer barbecue.

Just a glimpse, Russell had already seen its image clearly.

It was a large owl that could not be called an owl. When it spread its wings and glided, its whole body vaguely looked like a two-legged dragon.

And unlike the owl-like dragon, its fur was pure white, without any black spots.

The pure white fur and graceful body seemed to be flying in the air not a bird, but a... banshee.

"Harpy!" This term suddenly flashed through Russell's mind, "This fantasy beast really looks like a harpy!"

He quickly asked loudly: "Is it delicious? Is the roasted deer meat delicious? If it's delicious, come and get it. There's plenty!"

He tore the roasted deer meat into strips and placed them next to the campfire.

Then he said loudly: "I see you are very beautiful, and you seem to have pseudo-dragon blood. Why don't you call you a pseudo-harpy dragon? Your pseudo-dragon ancestor is definitely a real harpy. I can imagine it."

The pseudo-harpy dragon in the branches swallowed a roasted deer meat and ignored what Russell said.

He even rolled his eyes, thinking that Russell was a bit noisy.

"But this deer sirloin grilled meat is really delicious." A strange murmur sounded in Russell's ears, "It's better than mice. No, mice are delicious. I like mice the most. No, no, deer sirloin grilled meat is delicious..."

"It's a good idea!" Russell touched his chin and ate the deer sirloin grilled meat.

While eating, he kept inviting the harpy dragon to throw the deer sirloin grilled meat farther away.

Whoosh!

The harpy dragon jumped down, and its swooping and gliding posture in the air was as beautiful as a wyvern.

Grabbed the grilled meat and quickly returned.

Then, with the lead of the harpy dragon, the surrounding owl-like dragons, which were only the size of geese, no longer shrank back, but quickly pounced over, tearing and snatching the deer sirloin grilled meat on the outermost edge.

Without waiting for the grilled meat to fall into its mouth, the harpy dragon flew over again and directly snatched the owl-like dragon's grilled meat.

Attracting several owl-like dragons, they shouted "quack" and "quack" at it.

"Why bother to snatch the little guy's barbecue." Russell raised the deer sorghum barbecue in his hand and threw it directly in the direction of the harpy dragon, "I'll treat you, you can eat as much as you want, come on, take a big piece of deer sorghum barbecue."

The barbecue was thrown over, and the harpy dragon jumped down again and picked up the barbecue with its mouth.

One person and one bird, the cooperation is quite tacit.

"Tsk tsk." In her heart, Polly seemed a little sour, "Russell, you lied to me like this before, right?"

"Haha, how can I say I lied to you, Polly, I always regard you as my most important partner." Russell hurriedly comforted her in his heart, "But we must hurry up to become stronger, you also know that the snow giant is still eyeing us."

After comforting the jealous Polly, the deer sorghum barbecue was almost shared.

After eating up the barbecue, the owl-like dragons scattered and flew to the tree to hide again. The Harpy Dragon also stopped showing up, and even the strange murmurs disappeared. It was quiet until night.

Russell fell asleep in his sleeping bag.

As a fantasy beast knight, he was covered with Yuanqi, so some ordinary threats basically did not exist for him. The surging Yuanqi would resist the crisis at the critical moment, such as ordinary swords and bites from snakes, rats, insects and ants.

"Good night, Polly, see you in the dark dream."

"Good night, Russell, see you in the dark dream."

"Ga!"

Xiao Menglong arrived as promised. As soon as he came in, he couldn't wait to go to the snowfield to hunt snow ghosts. He was more anxious than anyone else to evolve it.

"Don't worry today, let's go see our future partners." Russell calmed Xiao Menglong's urgency and began to observe the Harpy Dragon and the Owl Dragon in the dark dream, hoping to find something.

Russell has always been curious about magical creations.