Chapter 0068-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Only, she seemed to be thinking seriously about something important.

38 The dragon tattoo is there, what are you afraid of?

The city is as its name suggests.

The Sky City of the Dragon Clan is located on the other side of the distant clouds, and can only be reached by creatures with the ability to fly with the strongest monthly fee group Lu9肆九三六1三五.

After several hours of flying, the Leon family finally reached the outskirts of Sky City.

Because of the huge size of the dragons, the space outside the city was also open enough for many giant dragons to land at the same time.

Losvesser picked a relatively empty spot and landed.

Leon jumped off her back with his daughters in his arms, and Losvesser gathered her wings and reshaped into her human form.

“Okay, let’s go inside.”

The two of them were holding a daughter each as they walked towards the entrance of Sky City.

Going through the gates is considered an official entry into the Dragon’s metropolis.

The open streets, the array of curiosities, the variety of stores, and–

As far as the eye could see there were big lizards with tails!

Leon couldn’t help but swallow, his legs shaking slightly.

Losweather glanced at him and grunted, “What are you shaking for? Scared?”

“It’s the excitement that shakes.” Leon looked ahead at the dragonborn.

“Shaking with excitement?”

“First class, first class all over the streets, get rich!”

Loseweather silently covered her face.

The dog man’s got a career problem, doesn’t he?

She swiped Leon’s butt with her tail, “Come on, we’re in a hurry.”

The family of four headed to the photo studio.

The photo studio that Roseweather booked that was bound to be a classy card pull.

Leon could feel a very strong artistic flavor just standing in front of this photo studio.

He had always thought of dragons as a barbaric species that fought and killed, and until then, it had been difficult for him to associate “dragons” with “artistic photographs”.

For dragons, isn’t art all about war and carnage.

This is Leon’s stereotype.

Yet when he tried to delve deeper into the world of dragons, he realized that things didn’t seem to be as he thought they were.

Ignoring the tail end of the group on the city streets, how are they any different from humans?

“Come in.” Loseweather pushed her way in.

“Oh come on.”

Leon followed close behind with Mourne in his arms.

When you enter the photo studio, there is also a wall full of artistic photos in various styles.

The photographer was a middle-aged lady wearing glasses –

Oh no, it should be called a middle-aged female dragon.

Gentle in appearance, simple in dress