Chapter 129: Weird thing, retreat!



"So, is Xiao Xia okay now?"

"Um"

Mo Bai and Si Moyi nodded and comforted the friends who were worried about Jing Xia.

Perhaps, no one is safer than him now.

Jing Xia, who was protected by the entire abyss world, raised his head arrogantly. The red in his dragon eyes during the transformation period faded, leaving behind the gilded color of the king. He looked down and accepted the oath of allegiance of the people of the abyss.

And the other king of the universe was also looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

The Abyss Consciousness was very happy because He finally saw his little dragon.

The creatures of the abyss were very happy. They saw their leader, their uncrowned king, again.

The Insect King was also very happy. It seemed that Jing Xia had finally reached adulthood! Emperor Xiu should not say anything now, right?

The only unhappy people at the scene might be the Holy Envoy and the Small World Consciousness.

The Holy Envoy, with messy hair, was no longer able to support his body and slowly slid to the ground.

The black dragon looked at him with cold eyes, with an imposing, arrogant and noble aura. The aura that made people feel unattainable was just like the one he met that year.

The Holy Envoy stared blankly at the black dragon taking its own steps towards him, and then intimately embracing and rubbing its neck with another giant beast right in front of him.

He didn't know what was flooding his heart: jealousy? Or regret? He simply clenched his palms, his brown pupils gradually dimming.

I don’t know if the consciousness of the small world has realized its own fate, but it has become quiet at this moment.

They had just plotted against the Abyss's favorite creation right before its face, wanting the Abyss to personally wipe out the consciousness of its "beloved son."

The small world consciousness broke out in a cold sweat when it thought of this. The abyss is not the universe, and it is very protective of its cubs... It hasn't attacked them yet, probably because it is still welcoming its cubs back home.

The Abyss Consciousness was actually also stunned at this moment, with its tentacles hovering around the two beasts, not knowing whether to twist off the insect head that was rubbing against its little dragon first, or to separate the two beasts.

Damn, I was careless!

Xiao Xiaolong was also protected by Xi, so He didn't know Xiao Xiaolong's fate.

But! He shouldn't have been kidnapped by the bug brat from the universe just after they met! He just thought it was Xiao Xiaolong's companion and blessed the bug brat. Is it too late to take it back now?

Wait! This little bug guy seems to be a little weird.

The tentacles of the abyss suddenly reached out to Iriel.

Iriels, who had just happily wrapped his tentacles around Jingxia's dragon horns, was frozen by the sudden movement of the abyss and allowed the opponent's power to flow through him.

Jing Xia also blinked his dragon eyes curiously and looked at the two of them.

Is the Abyss helping Iriels organize his bloodline power?

The abyss being watched with sparkling eyes by one's own child: ...

He resisted the urge to kill the insects, silently retracted his tentacles, and pulled the abyss creatures close to Iriels back to the other side of the crack.

I'm so angry. This guy is actually a fragment of the cosmic consciousness...

Isn't this the same as the universe next door kidnapping his little dragon?!

No, the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. The Abyss was so angry that it was burning with rage and I wanted to fight the Universe right away.

Once this matter is resolved, He must drain a large amount of energy from the universe, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Jing Xia blinked as she looked at the tentacles of the Abyss Consciousness that almost turned it into flowers.

Why does it feel like the abyss is suddenly a little unhappy?

But he couldn't care less now. He just lowered his head to look at the Holy Envoy who was slumped on the ground, his gaze sweeping over the withered hair, cloudy eyes and dust-stained robes.

"Do you admit your guilt?" Jing Xia asked again.

This man's soul is like the white robe, it has become so turbid that its original color cannot be seen.

Perhaps this person's original soul was pure and spotless, but for some reason it became so dirty... or perhaps it was polluted like this under the protection of his own small world consciousness.

The Holy Envoy slowly raised his head, and his cloudy brown eyes met the pair of clear and bright golden vertical pupils.

There was no pity or disgust in these eyes, and there was no emotion at all. It was as if they overlapped with the green eyes like new buds back then. The only thing that had changed was the self reflected in those eyes.

Like a failed clown.

"Hahaha……"

The Holy Envoy did not answer Jing Xia. He suddenly threw his head back and laughed out loud. Tears rolled down the corners of his wrinkled eyes and dripped onto the sandy ground.

He did not bow his head or confess, but just recalled a picture that was buried in his memory by time.

At that time, he was still young and energetic. He looked at the star-like dragon through the crack with admiration and explained his doubts to Him.

[Why is it always someone who starts a war?]

The Black Dragon's answer gradually emerged in his mind: He first laughed softly, and replied in a lazy voice.

[Probably because of desire]

The dragon called out his name and stared at him with his emerald green eyes. Although he was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes. Just like the black dragon before him, he continued, calm and composed.

[If you intend to take what does not belong to you, you must be prepared to lose everything.]

The Holy Envoy gave a bitter laugh. Thinking about it now, it seemed that Long knew what he was thinking at the time and had given him a warning...

Jing Xia glanced at the Holy Envoy who was crying and laughing with disdain, and quietly used his claws to dig some sand from the ground towards him.

Is this guy going crazy from being stimulated?

Iriels also looked at the Holy Envoy with a strange look in his eyes. Maybe he wasn't human? He couldn't understand why this guy had such big mood swings.

They didn't seem to have done anything, right? Why did they go crazy?

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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