Chapter Eighty-Five: The Dragon's Scales
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Seeing that Xiao Hei was indeed too weak, Han Long hurriedly crossed a trace of pure true yuan to Xiao Hei.
After bearing Han Long's pure true element, Xiao Hei's life breath obviously stabilized, no longer crumbling like a candle flame, and his face also regained some blood.
A few minutes later, Xiao Hei finally woke up from his slumber, this time he thought he was still in a dream, and when he saw Han Long in front of him, he couldn't believe it, "Brother Long, is it you?
After saying that, he actually stretched out his dirty right hand, wanting to touch Han Long's face to confirm whether he was really dreaming.
Han Long couldn't help but smile bitterly, and gave the other party a hard blow, "Damn, you kid hasn't woken up yet, if you want to dream, wait until you go home and lie on your bed!"
Feeling the tingling pain coming from his skull, Xiao Hei's eyes suddenly widened, as if he couldn't accept this fact for a while, it turned out that he was not dreaming, everything in front of him was real.
After sobering up, Xiao Hei hugged Han Long's waist violently, his movements were so fast that he couldn't see any signs of weakness, even Han Long was startled, does this seem to be a weak person?
"Brother Long, woo, you're finally here, I knew you would definitely come to save me, it's too terrible here, it's too terrifying, if you don't come again, I'm about to be unable to hold on, woo woo......"
At this time, Xiao Hei seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, Taotao cried, not caring at all that there was an outsider like David at the scene, in his eyes, as long as Han Long was there, even if the sky fell, Han Long could hold up a piece of the world for him.
Han Long, the old monster of Da Luo Jin Immortal who has gone through countless epochs and has not been damaged, and has seen countless scenery in the world without being moved, can't remember the last time someone hugged him and cried bitterly, he hadn't experienced this feeling for too long.
Looking at Xiao Hei who was crying bitterly in front of him, Han Long was deeply touched by an unknown place in his heart, as if he had returned to the time when he had not started cultivating.
At that time, I also had relatives and friends, and I also experienced all the joys and sorrows of the world, just like Xiao Hei in front of me at this time.
"Don't be afraid, as long as I am here, no one can touch you, and no one can live freely after bullying you!"
Han Long's tone was very calm, but even David beside him could feel that what was hidden under the calm words was like a volcanic eruption of uncontrollable anger.
David couldn't help but shudder in his heart, it seemed that what he was worried about was finally about to happen.
"David, I'll give you a chance now, it's up to you to see if you can grasp it!" At this time, Han Long suddenly threw out an inexplicable sentence.
"Your Excellency Honorable Han Long, can you be specific?" In this case, David didn't dare to casually collide with Han Long in anger, otherwise he would be the first to suffer.
"Very well, I need a servant now to help me take care of my friend, would you like it?"
David glanced at the remaining fly ash on the ground, and nodded busily, the fool knew that the consequence of rejecting Han Long at this time was to turn into fly ash like the servant just now, and he would be completely dead and could no longer die.
"Well, if you want to, show me your loyalty, but remember, you only have one chance. ”
David's mind was racing, and he thought about what he could do to show his absolute loyalty.
Soon, he made a decision, stretched out his right index finger, cut a hole in his heart, and forced out a drop of essence blood.
An ancient and mysterious incantation came out of David's mouth, and it seemed that only the people of the blood clan could understand the meaning inside, and soon, this drop of essence blood exuded strange fluctuations, floating in the air, this drop of essence blood was still changing shape, and finally turned into a small person, living a miniature version of David.
After doing this, David's face seemed even paler, as if the ritual had consumed a lot of energy.
"Your Excellency Han Long, this is the unique secret technique of my blood clan - blood dedication, the devotee must willingly give a drop of his heart essence blood, as long as the recipient has this drop, he can completely control everything of the devotee, including the soul, as long as the recipient moves a thought, the devotee will be scattered and completely disappear in this world. David said very sincerely at this time.
"Now, please accept my most loyal dedication, Your Excellency Han Long. With his left hand on his waist, David bowed at 90 degrees to the Han Dragon, as if the nobles of Europe in ancient times were loyal to their kings.
Han Long silently felt it, there was indeed a strong soul breath in that drop of essence blood, knowing that David was indeed not lying this time, so with a move of his hand, that drop of essence blood rushed straight into Han Long's eyebrows as if he had been summoned, and stayed quietly in the corner of Han Long's sea of knowledge, like a dead thing.
As soon as the essence blood entered Han Long's sea of knowledge, Han Long immediately felt the fluctuation of David's soul, as if the other party's every move was in his mind, as long as he had one thought, he could make the other party disappear.
Han Long was very satisfied with David's actions, the other party was so knowledgeable and interesting, he was indeed a smart person, smart people usually live a long time, as long as the other party did not have any crooked thoughts, Han Long did not mind giving the other party a great creation.
"David, do you want to become an earl, a marquis, or even a higher-level blood clan?" Han Long threw an olive branch to David, and he was not afraid that the other party would not accept it.
David, who had just finished his allegiance, seemed to have not yet realized the meaning of his master's words.
"Master, what do you mean?" said David, cautiously probing.
"Hahaha, since that marquis named Robert made my friends look like this, do you think I'll let them go?" Han Long said with a wild laugh.
"If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone offends me, I will return it tenfold, and I will skin him and tear him apart, and turn him into pulp!"
The piercing killing intent rushed to the sky, and the entire cell was suddenly like an ice cave, and the chill was overwhelming.
Turning his head to look at David, "As for you, my dear servant, since that Count Robert will soon die, don't you think you can replace him and become the new Earl or even go one step further and become the Marquis?" Han Long was like a shameless demon at this time, luring David.
"Satan is above, I have become an earl or even a marquis, a respected master, but I am only a small viscount, how can I be an earl or even a marquis?" David was a little confused.
"Quack!" At this time, the smile on Han Long's face was indescribably evil, "You are now following me, I will naturally fulfill you greatly." If you want to be my servant, it is not enough to be faithful, you must also have strong strength, otherwise it is not a shame?"
"Really, oh, Satan is above, thank you so much, thank you for giving me such a lovely host!" Hearing Han Long's affirmative words, David's eyes couldn't help but shine.
As soon as the words fell, David only felt a black shadow flash in front of him, a crisp sound of "pop", a sharp pain came from the left side of his face, and the whole person flew backwards diagonally, and hit the wall of the cell with a "bang".
"What kind of bullshit is Satan, I want to shout casually back then, I don't know how many people are rushing to please me. Satan, this little guy who doesn't have any hair at all, doesn't even have the right to pull my shoes. Han Long's face was full of unhappiness, these little guys of the blood clan were completely brainwashed by Satan and God, it was really speechless.
"Remember, I'll just say it once, now I'm your master, and only I can give you more power, not some bullshit Satan, clear?"
Han Long, who was only one step away from proving the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal back then, was indeed qualified to say such a thing.
But if Satan heard this, he was so angry that he vomited blood, and his hair didn't grow at all? He had a lot of hair all over his body, and the black orangutans didn't have as much hair as he did.
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