Chapter 886 The Little Prince

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

There are wooden stakes erected in the open space.

There are fierce beasts tied to it.

Obviously, this is a place specially used to tie the mount.

It's like a parking lot.

Those mounts in the arena are basically ferocious beasts of the seventh to ninth ranks.

It's like a luxury car.

At the entrance of the hall, there were four city guards guarding the gate.

The strength has reached the seventh-order peak.

With the seventh-level peak barbarian dragon as the gatekeeper, I am afraid that only the royal family has such a skill.

The other savage dragons basically came by riding luxury cars, only Wen Zilong came on foot.

The passing savage dragons all said one after another:

"Whose flying mount? Why stop here?"

"Why don't you park your mount in the open space over there, and wander around at the entrance of the hall?"

"Brother Guard, don't you bother?"

When one of the four gatekeepers heard this, he had no choice but to come to Wen Zilong and was about to make a move.

But Wen Zilong flipped his right paw, and a bright red invitation card appeared in the paw.

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

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

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

Wen Zilong smiled lightly: "It's okay, I have been underestimated by Manlong not once or twice."

With that said, he put away the invitation and entered the hall.

Seeing this, the other three gatekeepers asked the gatekeeper, "What's going on?"

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

"Deformed savage dragon?!"

"How could the deformed savage dragon have an invitation?"

"Could it be the son of a great power or a prince?"

Wen Zilong entered the banquet hall, only to see that there were already more than a hundred wild dragons inside.

Each of these wild dragons is well-dressed.

Especially those female savage dragons, all of whom are dressed up beautifully, and the shiny jewelry on their bodies can blind the eyes of the savage dragons.

These savage dragons were a little surprised when they saw Wen Zilong enter the hall.

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

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

"How could he have an invitation card? Could it be someone who made a mistake?"

"In my opinion, his invitations were either stolen or picked up. The guards should really check him out."

However, although these savage dragons were muttering, each of them wisely didn't really ask the guards to check.

After all, none of the savage dragons who can come here is not a savage dragon spirit.

Everyone understands the truth that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

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

There happened to be a lot of fruit and drinks in this corner, so Wen Zilong started to eat and drink without saying a word.

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

The more Wen Zilong drank it, the more delicious it became.

Those savage dragons next to them only knew to eat and drink when they saw this deformed savage dragon.

And at this time, the banquet hadn't even started yet, he just ate and drank on his own, really didn't understand the rules.

Each of them had a look of contempt in their eyes.

There was only one savage dragon. After seeing Wen Zilong, not only did he not despise him, but he came forward and sat next to Wen Zilong.

He said to Wen Zilong, "Get to know me, my name is Bier Dagan."

Wen Zilong took a closer look at the dean and felt a little surprised.

I didn't expect that there would be a wild dragon here who would take the initiative to recognize him.

Bier Dagan seemed to see Wen Zilong's doubts, and said, "I am like this, easy to make friends. Many friends have many paths. By the way, what's your name?"

"Wen Zilong."

Wen Zilong simply replied.

Nabir Dagan also took a glass of wine, took a sip, and said:

"Have you heard that today's banquet is to welcome the third prince back?"

"Ok."

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

Birdagan continued: "But I have inside information."

"what?"

Wen Zilong asked.

Bierda said dryly, "The third prince's return banquet is actually to introduce a heavyweight great savage dragon to everyone."

"Oh?"

Wen Zilong asked.

Bierda laughed dryly and said, "Of course, I don't know who that heavyweight barbarian dragon is at the moment, but the banquet is about to begin, and we will find out soon."

"Ok."

Wen Zilong smiled lightly.

Isn't that heavyweight barbarian dragon his own?

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the hall.

Then a few savage dragons entered the hall.

The leader is a savage dragon, wearing brocade clothes that only the royal family is allowed to wear, and a jade crown that only the royal family is qualified to wear.

Looks about twenty years old.

However, Wen Zilong knew that his actual age should be in his fifties.

However, in Saturn, which is generally over 200 years old, people in their fifties are actually very young.

And those savage dragons around, seeing this savage dragon coming in, stepped forward one by one to say hello:

"Your Highness, the little prince."

"Your Royal Highness, it is a great honor to meet you."

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

Wen Zilong was a little puzzled, didn't the emperor of the Dongli Empire only have three sons, when will there be another little prince?

Did it happen last night?

That's not so fast.

Could it be that hormones are used to grow so fast?

The little prince was obviously a little drunk, his cheeks were flushed, and he was a little unsteady when he walked.

You must know that trained savage dragons generally don't get drunk.

And he was able to drink him like this, either because of his lack of strength, or because he drank too much.

His tongue couldn't be straightened out, he laughed and said hello to the wild dragons as he walked inside.

Bildad said dryly, "Go, go and say hello to the little prince."

Wen Zilong looked at that guy's virtue, but he didn't have any interest.

Said: "Who is this guy?"

Bierda laughed dryly and said, "Little prince. Are you too drunk? The eldest son and grandson of His Majesty the Emperor, people call him the little prince."

"Oh."

Wen Zilong responded lightly, then drank his own wine.

There is no plan to toast at all.

Bier Dagan had no choice but to raise his glass by himself and go over to toast.

The little prince never refuses anyone who comes, and in just such a short time, he has already drank more than ten glasses of wine.

Walking shakes more and speaks more slurred.

A moment later, surrounded by a group of savage dragons, when he passed by Wen Zilong, he suddenly wobbled and stopped.

Turning his head to look at Wen Zilong, he said, "This...someone's flying mount, why did it come to the banquet hall? Come Manlong, let him take it away, take it away!"

A guard standing in the hall hurried over.

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

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