The Azure Dragon had no choice but to crawl forward in a dark and twisted manner, and then it saw the entire palace inside the recording bead, which had been burned by flames.
The chubby little bird on the other end looked completely panicked, so anxious that it couldn't even speak clearly:
"Chirp chirp chirp!!"
Qinglong heard it clearly; it was the cub who shouted:
Dad! Help!
The Azure Dragon remained in its original form, flew up, and rode the clouds to the palace.
He blew a gentle breath, and the flames that had plagued the entire palace were easily extinguished.
The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking dejected, as if he had caused trouble.
But it's not entirely the cub's fault. Although the cub told Emperor Chongle that he could breathe fire and wanted his father to praise him.
But the boy hadn't expected the flames to fail to appear. He sneezed, accidentally spraying the flames onto the curtains. Because mortals couldn't extinguish the fire of a divine beast, they tried for a long time, but the fire still wouldn't go out.
The boy didn't know his flames were so powerful, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have breathed fire in front of his father and so many ordinary people.
Fortunately, no one was hurt.
The flames scorched the cub's tail again, turning it into a bald-tailed, chubby little bird.
Qinglong leaned closer for a closer look. The chubby bird, whose rear end smelled of burnt chicken, wasn't injured, but it had shrunk into a thin, pathetic little ball, looking incredibly pitiful.
However, the palace servants couldn't help but spit out the saliva from the corners of their mouths.
"This chick smells pretty good, huh..."
Baby: "Chirp!!! Q.Q!"
Emperor Chongle stroked the cub, glaring at the palace servants. After they hurriedly dispersed, Emperor Chongle comforted the deflated ball of fur in his palm.
"Should I have someone go to the bird enclosure and get you a few pretty feathers to cover up?"
The child cried even harder.
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