MTL - Back to the Age of Dinosaurs-Chapter 23 Does the symphony orchestra breed such an art?

Mongo probably knows how Pado discovered that he was his little nephew. On that day, he was seen by so many dragons when he was still coming back from the river, and that the day he was on the road was exactly Pado The day of the cub.

Then, as long as you prove that he is not from the river, you can let Pado die.

Meng Ge is not willing to return the donkey to Pado. Of course, he has selfishness. He is reluctant to be embarrassed, but more is a strong desire for protection.

He is afraid that the ethnic group that has gone to Pado will be bullied by other Triceratops, will be retaliated by other Triceratops, and may even die, and Pado cannot protect him from time to time.

Meng Ge deeply knows his "bad name" in the continent of Yukan. He is brutal and bloodthirsty. He does not know how many dragons he has eaten. He has killed many dragons. Whether it is a carnivorous dinosaur or a herbivorous dinosaur, he is very afraid of him. I hate him very much.

And the monk is raised by Mongo, and Mongo is very fond of it. All the dragons in the continent of Yukan know.

Before Mongo had eaten many triceratops of the Pado ethnic group, if you went to the ethnic group of Pado, those triceratops who had been eaten by parents and brothers by Mongo would definitely transfer hatred to the cockroaches. This is obvious.

Mengo: "Isn't your nephew. The egg I got from the Weihe River is a tyrannosaurus egg. The egg didn't hatch. It was Yuya who came back from the forest."

Pado: "I know what you are worried about. You are afraid that I will be bullied by other triceratops after I go back. How can I let my nephew be bullied? I am the leader. No one dares to bully him!"

Mengo: You are very powerful. If your ethnic group has only a dozen dragons, I believe that you will be able to protect you, but your ethnic group has thousands of dragons...

Of course, Mongo couldn't say the true thoughts in his heart. He just said, "Isn't your nephew, I can't let you take him away!" And ready to fight with Pado at any time.

Pado: "The Triceratops will migrate every dry season, and the Tyrannosaurus does not need to migrate. You will stay with you because you have not starved to death!"

Mengo: "I am carrying a migration, I like to migrate."

Pado didn't think that Mongo's answer was so simple, and he let him be speechless for a while! It seems that this Mongo is making up his mind and not paying off.

In fact, if it is hard to grab, Pado is a steady winner.

Whether it is heads-up or group, Mongo is not an opponent of Pado.

Pado is the most powerful triceratops in the entire Yukan continent. It is not only the largest and most robust, but also has a lot of combat experience.

Mengo is still a young adult, even if he can defeat the Titan, but it is also a victory, not to mention the Titan and Pado are still far worse.

Heads-up, Pado can hang Mongo, even if Mongo can win Pado after he is an adult.

The group, the Pado group has thousands of triceratops, as long as Pado is willing, just pick a few dozens of strong and strong pressure to crush the Menggo team.

However, Pado sneaked into the life of the Mongo ethnic group for a while. He knew that Mongolya had a good confrontation. The two little Tyrannosaurus were also very good, even the brothers of Mongo were confrontational. well……

Therefore, he could not hardly grab it. He could only find a way to return Meng Ge to him with "willingly".

But now it seems that it is too difficult for Mongo to be willing and willing to think of other ways.

Pado slowly approached Mongo and put his hard long horns on Mongo's neck. His eyes were sharp and the blood was flowing out of Mongo's neck as his strength grew.

Meng Ge was not outdone. He turned his head and bit the Pado's bloodshot and turned into a bright blue horn shield. He also slowly applied force, and the blood flowed from the horn shield to the long corner in the middle.

With Pado's strength, he can wear a corner of Mongo's neck. Of course, Mongo's bite force can also bite half of Pado's horn shield, but they have not done so.

Mengo: He is a relative sincerely...

Pado: He has been raising it for so long...

Even so, they are not prepared to let go of each other easily.

Both Mongo and Pardo are extremely overbearing and ruthless leaders. There is no such thing as “bearing” in their dragons. They are used to conquering and “only me alone”.

To be honest, they didn't fight directly, and it was the best result to kill you.

Mongo looked at Pado's huge and powerful body. Mongo had to admit that Pado had shocked him and let him admire him. No matter how many times he saw Pado, this shock and the first time he saw such a large Triceratops Same time.

Pado also looked at Mungo, and he had to admit that Mengo always surprised him, and a sub-adult Tyrannosaurus was so powerful.

......

Two so you are against me, I bite you, stalemate for a long time, until night falls, Mongo’s neck has been ejected a blood hole that is not deep, and the horn shield of Pado is also Mengo. I almost bite through.

The two very tacitly relaxed at the same time, and turned to their own ethnic group, leaving only the uncompromising back.

When Mongo returned to the lair, he and he just finished eating and playing on the male dragons.

The little nephews saw Mongo coming back and ran towards him, happily glaring at his thick hind legs.

Of course, they all found the injury on the neck of Mungo, and asked with a slap in the face, Mongo only said that he had encountered several triceratops and accidentally injured him.

Looking at the injury on the neck of Mongo, the diameter of this injury is obviously the top of the corner, but the angle of the Triceratops is so big. In the impression of the sly, it seems that only Pado There are such thick corners!

However, if Mongo and Pardo really fight, it is impossible to hurt only this point. This injury is nothing to Mongo.

I don't want to understand.

Mengo: "Hey, want to eat berries? I will take you to eat."

Oh, of course, I want to eat, and I’m talking about it.

He also wanted to play with him. Mongo didn't agree. He also told Yanya that they should not let them run around.

Meng Ge lowered his head, or let him sit on his head, and climbed up the road.

Mongo didn’t talk all the way, he said excitedly: “Wow, Mungo, do we really have a lot of berries in the place we want...”

Talking and saying that the atmosphere is not very right, Mengo seems to be very worried.

He didn't talk anymore. He leaned on Mengo's head and passed through the lush fern plantation and the dense forest. The air in the night was filled with ice and cold water vapor. The breeze blew gently, so comfortable...

The moon tonight is so good and bright, the whole Yukan continent is as bright as white, and you can see all kinds of dinosaurs far and far away...

I don't know how long I have gone. Anyway, there is Mongo. No matter where I go, I am not afraid, I will fall asleep without knowing it.

Finally, Mongo stopped at a hilltop and was quickly awakened by the rich sweetness of the surrounding air!

The slobber's saliva flowed to his stomach. He opened his eyes and saw this huge berry hill. He couldn't believe it: "Mengo, I should not be dreaming!"

Meng Ge squatted down, and immediately slid down the shoulders of Mongo to the ground, and couldn’t wait to plunge into the lush berry bush!

Whether it is a dream or not, eat it first!

Mengo was waiting for a while, waiting for a long time, then finally smashed out, and was covered with a variety of colors of juice, became a "salted salted dragon"!

"嗝蒙戈,好吃, delicious to the delicious kind of heaven!"

Meng Ge silently gave the juice to the body. To be honest, Meng Ge did not care for the young, and every time he was licking it, itching on the ground.

After the syrup was cleaned, I found a sand pit and jumped in and rolled it. After a few laps, the body was completely clean. Every clean piece of lining shines in the moonlight!

He was too full, and he was licking his belly. He was lying on his back and resting on the forgotten limbs of Meng Ge.

Two sitting on the top of the mountain, behind the berry, the cool night wind blowing, you can see all the scenery under the mountain, all kinds of dinosaurs sleep, eat, hunt, multiply...

Very pleasant, but after a while I heard a melodious "long trumpeter", very pleasant.

Seriously, I feel that it is really a trombone, or the sound of the Alpine trombone, but there is no human being here, how can there be a musical instrument!

Then there was another melodious trombone, one after another, the voice is getting bigger and bigger, more and more, and more and more beautiful, it seems to be an orchestra!

He stood up in surprise.

Later, I saw a group of deputy dragons gathering on the mountainside, and more and more deputy dragons were coming up from the bottom of the mountain to join this huge "Orchestra".

The scorpion dragon, the herbivorous dinosaur, has a large, slender ridged crown on the head that bends to the back of the head. The ridge crown grows on the nasal bone, and the inside is filled with a cavity. The air is sucked from the nostril and forms a tubular sounder through the lumen.

This spine can make a sound similar to the "Alpine trombone", very pleasant.

I know that so many of the dragons and dragons gathered together not to play "music", but to pay for it, or to be very thorny.

However, I also thought of a problem. The "symphony" of the deputy dragon seems to not only help the ethnic groups, but also to help the surrounding dragons. The closer the effect, the better.

Mengo really started to shake, but I don't want to go back. He wants to stay and see the live version. It's such a high artistic exchange. There is no reason to ignore it!