The mighty and majestic black dragon fell from the sky, smashed a hole, and landed face-first in the dirt. Cangying, who hadn't gone far, stopped and turned around. He saw Yanliu pull the black dragon's head out and step on its long whiskers to make it bleed.

Cangying's hands, hidden beneath his wide sleeves, clenched slightly. His black eyes, tinged with gold, flickered. Just now, Yanliu had stopped him from leaving, pointing to the two willow trees that resembled a canopy. She... she wanted him to borrow dragon blood.

But then she saw Lingxi, who had already become a dragon in the sky, change his mind and borrow its dragon blood instead of his. For her, he was no longer the only one who needed to borrow dragon blood.

Lingxi let out a sound like a little dragon: "Awoo~~~"

If you're going to release dragon blood, then release dragon blood. You can't let it show off its power before releasing it.

They had to pull it down from the sky, make it fall flat on its back, and then step on its beautiful whiskers!

It is a dragon, it has already transformed into a dragon, it has no regard for the appearance, substance, or essence of a dragon!

"What are you yelling for!" Yanliu rubbed its whiskers with her foot, looking very disgusted: "Lingxi, you little brat, you are a dragon, a majestic and domineering dragon that is hundreds of meters long and weighs tens of tons. Why are you making such a childish noise?"

Lingxi: "???"

Does it make a babyish sound?

No, the majestic and powerful dragon isn't in the sky; isn't that what it's called when it's on the ground?

Don't think it's an ignorant dragon. It has heard its dragon boss making those cutesy, howling noises when it's wrapped around the hunter's wrist!

The hunter not only looked down at it with lowered eyes, but also stroked its back with its fingers, smoothing its scales. Its expression could be focused, gentle, or kind.

The eldest dragon in the family is a legitimate dragon, so calling it that is perfectly fine. But the dragon that just transformed into a dragon, which is just copying the name, doesn't sound good and is disliked by people.

Is Yanliu racially discriminatory, discriminating against its snake-to-dragon transformation?

Lingxi, enraged, let out two more howls in protest. It was going to howl like that, it was going to howl like that! What do you mean, "milk what do you mean?" It was a majestic and domineering cry that the tree didn't understand.

The giant black dragon, nearly a hundred meters long, had its tail and body inside the pit, while its head was outside. Each head was larger than a large disc. It was making soft, babyish noises. Yan Liu felt like she was bullying a little kid, bullying a little dragon.

But the moment she saw its massive body, the slight pang of guilt she felt vanished. She tore off the willow branch from her hand, dragged Lingxi directly to the spot where her master was buried, squatted down, took out a blade from her spatial storage, and wedged it into its dragon claw: "Lingxi, you little brat, let some dragon blood out?"

Lingxi: "!!!!"

The blade was stuck in its claws, could it say no?

No, let it go, let it go!

Lingxi let out a howl.

Yan Liu wrapped the blade with her spiritual power, exerted force downwards, cut through the scales, tore through the flesh, and dragon blood spilled out and fell to the ground.

Yan Liu raised an eyebrow and took a deep sniff. The blood of the little Lingxi cub was very pure, no less pure than that of the dragon cub Cangying.

Cangying was born and raised by both of its parents, who were dragons. It was born a dragon, a superior being, above all other beasts.

Lingxi was a snake that transformed into a dragon, and it had been cultivating for nearly 3,000 years. With the spiritual power of its master, her own spiritual power, and the support of the two dragons, Bo Jichen and Jiang Dandan, it was no less powerful than a real dragon.

The wounds on its claws felt like a mere scratch, not very painful. The dragon blood that flowed out was nothing to this massive dragon, which was tens or hundreds of meters long.

Lingxi let the dragon blood flow, its tail still thrashing and swaying in the pit.

The little green dragon egg came to its head, rolled down its spine, and used its big body as a slide and roller coaster, having a great time.

The dragon's blood that fell into the soil disappeared, and the two willow trees, Xiaozhizhi and Yanliu Banzhi, dared not absorb a single drop of dragon's blood.

The dragon's blood flows through their roots into their master's body, nourishing and replenishing him. They stand on the master's grave to protect him.

The dragon blood had been left out for a long time. Lingxi raised its large paw, presented it to Yanliu, and let out a howl.

You drink, you drink, cigarettes suppress your drinking!

Yan Liu strangely understood its howl, took out a cup from her spatial storage, filled it with dragon blood, put the lid on, threw it back into her spatial storage, and placed her hand on the dragon's claw.

The powerful, healing plant-based spiritual energy flowed through her hand, covering the wound on the dragon's claw. The wound healed instantly, the broken scales fell off, and new scales covered it.

After the wound healed, Yanliu used so much of its blood to sort out its spiritual energy and its powerful dragon body.

Lingxi felt so comfortable that she wanted to find a grassy spot to curl up, roll around, and turn on her belly.

Two large eyes, like light bulbs, were narrowed into slits.

Instead of making a howling sound, it made chirping noises, not at all majestic or imposing, like a little mouse or a chick...

Not far away, Cangying gazed at the dragon, so dark in the night that it was almost invisible, and narrowed his black, golden eyes.

"High Priest, what is that black dragon doing?" Quanjian quietly approached his High Priest and asked. Marshal Agares had just returned, intercepting the Red Eyebrows Fleet on the way, and everyone had gone back with him.

She saw her high priest there, so she came over without going back. When she arrived, she saw her high priest staring intently at the dragon that the big black snake in Lingxi had transformed into.

Nourished by the spiritual power of the beautiful Yanliu, the dragon swayed comfortably with its tail wagging, its claws digging in the ground, its eyes squinting, and its whiskers fluttering wildly, thoroughly enjoying itself.

Cangying coldly uttered two words: "You're courting death!"

"Looking for death?" Quanjian exclaimed, blinking his eyes, looking completely bewildered and puzzled. "How could that big black dragon be looking for death? It's Jiang Jiang's family's tool snake, the one that takes care of the baby. Jiang Jiang treasures it, feeding it natural fruits and all kinds of mutated beasts like it's free."

"Yanliu also loves it. She feeds it spiritual energy whenever she has time. It may seem like a snake or a pet, but it actually holds a very important position in the royal family of the Troia Empire."

"They can't possibly kill it, especially since it's already a dragon and can transform into a human. The Troia Empire is the first country in the Abel Galaxy and even the entire Milky Way to have a dragon!"

"This dragon is a mascot now, a darling mascot who can take care of kids, how could it possibly be courting death? Who has the ability to take it down!"

Cangying's gaze fell on Lingxi's swaying, joyful tail, and he replied with two words: "Is that so?"

Quanjian: "???"

Yeah?

What does this mean?

Was that big black dragon really courting death?

Is it really possible for someone to kill that giant black dragon?

Wow, Jiang Jiang is amazing!

If you don't have ginger, you still have willow; if you don't have willow, you still have Marshal Agares!

Their entire family is not to be trifled with; to provoke them is to court death.

"Alright, alright!" Yan Liu withdrew her spiritual power, stood up, and patted Ling Xi's huge dragon nose: "Your wounds are healed, and I've also treated and tidied up your spiritual power and body. Come on, transform into a human and let me see if you're a handsome young man or a great beauty!"

The little green dragon egg concealed itself and darted onto Yan Liu's shoulder, its egg-shaped bottom resting on Yan Liu's shoulder, waiting for Ling Xi to transform into a human.

Lingxi let out a howl, curled its large tail, and kicked up dust.

As the dust settled, a young boy appeared before Yanliu, reaching up to her chest, with black hair and black eyes, a childlike face, and a cute, innocent look. He was naked, covering his legs with his hands... a 1.0-sized boy like Jiang Dandan!

Quanjian grabbed his high priest's arm, so excited that he completely forgot that just a few hours earlier he had been infatuated with Yanliu's beauty, thinking that gender was not an issue, as long as they loved each other, they could overcome mountains and rivers.

Right now, she's like a heartless woman, a fickle and fickle woman, excitedly shouting to her High Priest Cangying, "High Priest, High Priest, Lingxi is so cute, so cute, so sweet! Oh my god, oh my god, please tell me, please tell me, is he my destined partner!"