Lingxi: "!!!!"

Ahhh, Egg Boss, Master, save me! Yanliu is going to kill the snake!

Waaaaah, it doesn't want to be the dragon's mate, it wants to go back to the palace to raise its cubs, it wants to be a snake cub!

Yan Liu clenched her fingers and grabbed the seven-inch mark of the tool snake Lingxi, which was trying to escape. She held it so that it would stay obediently in her palm and said in surprise, "I really didn't expect your race to have such a rule. I'm sorry."

"without……"

“But then again,” Yanliu said, as if she hadn’t heard Cangying speak. Her beautiful black eyes sparkled as she looked at him, her voice loud and clear: “You are a dragon, and Lingxi is a snake that will become a dragon sooner or later.”

"You help me take care of it and help it transform into a dragon as soon as possible. After it transforms, who knows, you two might fall in love and become an enviable couple!"

Lingxi: "!!!!!!!"

What what what?

Love develops over time?

Which day?

A perfect match?

What kind of perfect couple is this? He wants to become a dragon, to bask in the dragon's aura, to drink the dragon's blood, and to eat the dragon.

It doesn't want to be with this golden dragon. They have males and females. If this big golden dragon is female, it doesn't need to consider it at all; it will just entangle itself with it.

The problem is, he's not a dragon; he's a male dragon. That won't do, absolutely not.

Waaaaah~~

Cangying's voice turned cold, his eyes distant and icy: "Lord Yanliu, please do not make such jokes about snakes, which are not good for either of us. I have a destined partner and do not need any other partners with whom I have developed feelings over time."

Yanliu: "..."

Stubborn, stubborn, stubborn.

It's important to repeat things three times; this is a stubborn dragon.

Fortunately, the hunter doesn't know that he considers him his destined partner. If the hunter knew, he would strike him down and leave him in a terrible predicament.

Daring to covet the hunt, he's truly a fat dragon, forgetting his own weight.

Lingxi: "!!!!"

Who do you look down on? Who do you look down on?

It was a snake that had lived for two or three thousand years, several generations older than him. If it weren't for its species limitations or the lack of opportunity, it would have long since transformed into a dragon and commanded the wind and rain.

It's none of his business, that stinky dragon, saying there's no need to develop feelings for him over time.

It was a snake with principles, and it looked down on him, hmph!

"You have a destined partner. Who is your destined partner? We've met before, so why don't you introduce us?" Yanliu immediately transformed into the gossipy Yanliu, letting Lingxi's hand fall loose. Lingxi swayed back and forth in her hand, unable to break free, her seven inches firmly held in her grasp.

Cangying's pupils contracted slightly, his expression distant and aloof: "I'm sorry, this is my private matter, and I don't want to share it with anyone."

Yanliu inwardly cursed him, but outwardly pretended to be indifferent: "Alright, I respect your privacy. Since it's your race's rules and customs, I can't force you to help me carry this snake."

"But you just said you could give me dragon blood, a little dragon energy, so I'd really appreciate it..."

As soon as Yanliu finished speaking, she took out two 1000cc glass bottles and handed them to Cangying, not wanting to miss any opportunity to replenish her dragon blood and dragon energy.

Seeing this, Lingxi didn't struggle, didn't move, and didn't even think about rushing back to the palace to take care of her cub.

Dragon blood is highly nourishing, and dragon energy is even more so.

After eating these two things, I'll go back and mooch off Egg Boss, his dog dad. It's only a matter of time before he becomes a dragon. I'll be a tool snake then. This trip wasn't a waste, hehehe!

Cangying looked at the two glass jars handed to him, rolled up his wide sleeves to reveal his left wrist, where the wounds had not yet healed.

Yan Liu narrowed her eyes and saw the little dragon cub in front of her cut a gash on his left wrist, causing blood to flow from his wrist and move to the glass jar in front of her.

The crimson blood flowed down his wrist into the glass jar, dazzling and glaring. Because the cut was deep enough, the blood flowed smoothly, and in no time, the glass jar was full.

Cangying wrapped his wide sleeve around his wrist to cover the wound, put his hands behind his back, extended his right hand, gathered dragon energy, and placed it in another glass jar.

The two 1000cc glass jars were filled in a moment. Yan Liu put the lids on the jars, raised the corners of her lips in a bright smile, and said, "Thank you. Do you need me to treat your wound?"

Cangying politely declined: "It's just a minor injury, don't worry about it!"

Yanliu tossed the two glass jars into her own space, then snapped off a tender, green willow branch and handed it to Cangying: "This is for you."

The willow branch she broke off was about the length of a chopstick, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, with tender buds, like a green hairpin.

Cangying took a step back: "The blood and dragon energy are given willingly by me, no thanks are needed!"

“It’s not a thank-you gift!” Yanliu held up her branch and shook it: “This willow branch is from a willow tree in the primeval forest behind Abel Manor.”

"Jiang Jiang said that willow tree has a spirit. She went to check on it last night during dinner and found that it had a dragon-like aura. Then this willow branch in my hand fell off the tree."

“She knew I was coming to find you, and she said that you were the only dragon in the entire Abel Galaxy and even the Milky Way. She thought that you probably had a connection with that willow tree, that you had seen that willow tree, and that this willow branch that fell from that willow tree should be for you. So she asked me to bring this to you.”

"If you don't want it, it means you're not meant to be. I'll just break it and throw it away later. It's no big deal."

Without blushing or panting, Yanliu, her eyes sparkling, finished speaking and once again offered the willow branch in her hand to Cangying.

Just kidding, he won't accept snakes, and he won't accept willow branches either. How can she keep track of his whereabouts, how can she wait until he's on the verge of death, and then let this beauty show her skills and make him owe her a favor?

We must find a way to get him to gather up her branches, preferably to wear them on his head.

As long as she wears it on her head, she can keep track of his every move. At least when he is about to die, this willow branch can keep him going for two or three hours, giving her enough time to come and save his little dragon life!

Cangying's gaze fell on the emerald green branches. After a moment, he reached out and took the hairpin-like branch. As soon as he held the branch, he felt the spiritual power of the willow tree.

Although his spiritual power was very weak, it was definitely his. Giving him a broken willow branch was also a matter of fate, his destiny with it.

Cangying held the willow branch and said to Yanliu, "I want it, thank you!"

"Don't mention it!" Yan Liu smiled brightly, not forgetting to remind you, "The willow branch you're holding is shaped like this when it comes down from the willow tree. It's probably because you have long hair, and the pearl pendant is too heavy, so it's for you to tie your hair up."

Cangying nodded: "I understand, thank you!"

"Alright, then I won't keep you any longer. Call me if anything comes up. Goodbye!" After saying that, Yanliu tossed the Lingxi in her hand onto her shoulder and turned to leave.

Cangying watched her leave and get on the elevator. The elevator doors closed, separating him from her. Only then did he turn his gaze away and focus on the hairpin in his hand.

Blood flowed down the wide sleeves of her clothes from her hands behind her back, and several drops of blood had already appeared on the ground. After a long while, Cangying turned around and saw the holographic projection on the wall, displaying the trending topics on the Troia Empire's star network.

The trending topics show that the two of them, Hunting and Jiang Dandan, have been acting out their roles for two days. He's being mischievous, he's spoiling her, and the way he looks at her is all he sees. Her eyes are always like the moon when she looks at him.

They only had eyes for each other and couldn't tolerate anyone else. In the last picture, someone photographed a black tattoo on the hunter's neck, with scale-like textures shimmering in the black patterns.

Fans who ship the couple are making bold speculations and comments: "The Empire has never revealed what race Prince Hunting is, and he has scales on his neck. Do you think he might be a legendary dragon?"

"Yes, yes, dragons are not just a legend in the Abel Galaxy. The companion of the Great Witch Jiufeng of the Fourth Civilization was a blue dragon. Although that dragon ran away and has disappeared without a trace, our Prince Sha is a black dragon, which seems plausible."

"Yes, yes, if His Highness is a black dragon, then it explains why he is so smart, so powerful, and so good at fighting."

"Black Dragon!" Cangying sighed softly, walked to the projected video, and reached out to touch the still image of the hunted neck. Just as his hand was about to reach it, he stopped, his fingers slowly tightening into a fist, gripping the willow branch tightly, his voice soft and murmured: "Black Dragon, a black dragon, the scales on its neck, new scales have grown... cough cough cough..."

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently. His pale face was tinged with red from the coughing, and the smell of blood rose up. With each cough, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, ran down his chin, and dripped onto the ground.

With a thud, Cangying lost her footing and knelt on one knee. Her hand, holding the willow branch, pressed against her chest. The wound on her chest tore open, and warm blood soaked through her clothes, staining the willow branch in her hand red...