The moment he saw the little golden dragon, Qian Yuan was stunned. He trembled with excitement.
"Your Highness… he's Little Highness…"
"What? He's your Little Highness? But his age isn't right." Shen Yanxiao looked at Qian Yuan in surprise.
Qian Yuan excitedly said, "He must be His Little Highness! His appearance is extremely similar to Her Majesty Long Miao. There's absolutely no mistake about this." Looking at that face that was seventy percent similar to Long Miao, Qian Yuan could no longer suppress the shock in his heart.
The two red dragons were at a disadvantage due to the bone dragon's fierce attack. The wounds on their bodies continued to increase, and one of the dragon's wings was even forcefully torn off by the bone dragon. The mournful dragon's roar pierced through their eardrums and a large amount of blood splattered on the ground. The air was covered by the thick scent of blood.
