Wen Ying felt as if she had swallowed two pieces of candy, as if the coconut ball candy she ate on earth was a little sweet.

The red dragon was already lying in front of Wen Ying, looking humble, he was so prostrate, the jaws of the two big heads were against the rough red gravel, and the two bright red long tongues licked Wen Ying's naked feet, and his mouth also emitted a strange and mournful dragon language. Such a licking means that the red dragon has completely surrendered to Wen Ying.

Old Count Esmerda listened to the red dragon's dragon language, and her expression became more and more surprised.

"The red dragon said that he had lost his magic and was now a beast. He also said that no one has ever been able to drain mana directly from the body of a living dragon." The old Count of Esmeida said, "He beseeches you to forgive him." Actually, Honglong said a lot, but she only told Wen Ying what she wanted to tell.

Wen Ying's expression was excited with confusion and surprise, and it seemed that it took a while for her to really understand what she had gotten. Wen Ying thought of the situation where Alice killed the spirit flower, why did Eric say that Alice got it, but she didn't? She has now absorbed the magic of magic, what is the difference between her abilities and Alice's? Wen Ying thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out this problem, so she decided not to think about it for the time being.

The red dragon said dragon language one after another, his two heads, two mouths, and different dragon words at the same time, four big eyes like small lanterns, tears flowed, falling on the red sand, click.

"He's worried that you'll suck the colorful dragon balls out of his dragon soul as well. If so, he would have died. "Said the old Count Esmeida.

When Old Count Esmeida said this, the red dragon glared at Old Count Esmeida angrily.

"I won't." Wen Ying said.

Wen Ying didn't realize the true meaning of Old Count Esmeida's words, but the red dragon knew, so he was angry.

Wen Ying directly absorbed the magic power of the red dragon from the fire dragon's body, turning the red dragon from a powerful god and demon beast into an ordinary beast, but the red dragon did not die.

The old count of Esmeida wanted Wen Ying to continue to absorb the red dragon's colorful dragon balls, she wanted to know, in addition to high temperature resistance, in addition to absorbing magic power, what other abilities Wen Ying had--- the red dragon balls were gone, the red dragon could still be alive, but the colorful dragon balls were gone, and the red dragon was dead.

If Wen Ying continued to want to get the Colorful Dragon Ball from the Red Dragon's body--- the dragon's dragon soul condensed to form a monster, the Red Dragon would definitely have to fight with Wen Ying. Even without magical power, as a beast, the Red Dragon's strength and attack ability are much more ferocious than the Flying Tiger, known as the King of Beasts. And Wen Ying could not defeat the red dragon with her physical body alone--- Wen Ying's other abilities would be revealed, and they would be clear at a glance.

Wen Ying said, "You look up." ”

The red dragon raised his head, and his two heads were exactly at the height of Wen Ying's chest. Wen Ying stretched out her hands, and the two tongues of the red dragon quickly and carefully wrapped around Wen Ying's hands.

Wen Ying said: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Your Red Dragon Ball, I don't know how to give it back to you yet. I'll give it back to you when I figure it out in the future. ”

Unlike the golden dragon's blood-red eyes, the red dragon's eyes are turquoise. At this moment, the red dragon's four big green eyes were extremely round, like four deep green pools. Honglong didn't understand Wen Ying's words very well, but he seemed to realize that this woman would not hurt him. He raised his two heads, his soft two tongues, and licked Wen Ying's face gratefully and gently. He had no magic powers, and the woman sucked his red dragon ball, and he thought, I'll stay with you, and you'll always protect me.

The old Count Esmeida sneered, the tamed dragon never licks the dragon trainer, whether it is the feet, hands, or face. And a dragon, if he uses his tongue to lick the faces of other races, is willing to express his allegiance.

The red dragon's licking of Wen Ying, from Wen Ying's feet, to Wen Ying's hands, and then to Wen Ying's face, that means that the red dragon, to Wen Ying, from fear of surrender, to gratitude, to voluntary loyalty.

"A dragon without magic is useless." Old Count Esmeida said, a hint of disappointment flashing across the corners of her mouth. She knew that she had to do it herself.

Wen Ying seemed to think of something, she became a little angry, and said to the old Count Esmeida: "You don't know if I am a phoenix nirvana, you actually ordered the red dragon to spray me with dragon fire!" ”

"With Emperor Eric's talisman bracelet, you won't die. If you are burned, just soak it in the golden dragon's blood. The old Count Esmeida smiled coquettishly, "I just want to know, Grand Duke Ivan is so careful, does Emperor Eric know that you have a special ability?" The old Count Esmeida took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, stroked Wen Ying's cheek, and said, "Which churches have you been to?" ”

As she spoke, the hand that caressed Wen Ying's face had turned golden and fell to Wen Ying's heart. She looked solemn.

Wen Ying didn't dare to move, because she saw that the face of the old Count Esmeida who was close in front of her had turned golden yellow, as if it was made of gold. After seeing the golden hand of the old Count Esmerda, she knew that the old count of Esmeida must have turned golden all over--- she used the power of the divine seed. Wen Ying knew what the old Count Esmeada was doing.

In a moment, the color of the old Count's face, hands, and skin beneath his robe changed, and the gold faded and became white again.

Although the old Count Esmerda was surprised, his face became as coquettish as ever. She didn't sense any traces of divine magic in Wen Ying's body. This is counterintuitive. The races in the kingdom of heaven can sense those with divine and demonic power in their bodies.

"Which churches did you go to?" The old Count Esmeida smiled coquettishly, "In front of me, don't lie. I'm not Ivan. ”

"What do you want?" Wen Ying said: "Do you still dare to torture me? Her voice trembled slightly, and she thought of the terrible situation in the Dream Palace, where Xiao Lu and Xiao Luo's heads fell to the ground.

Old Count Esmeida laughed, and his smile was like a flower, and his laughter was delicate and touching. She stretched out her hand, pinched Wen Ying's jaw with two fingers, and said, "I even dare to kill Emperor Lorenzo, am I still afraid of torturing you?" ”

Wen Ying's face turned pale and said, "More than five thousand years ago, you were able to kill Emperor Lorenzo because he was willing to die in your arms. ”

The smile on the old Count Esmerda's face froze, she let go of her hand, and said with a smile: "Grand Duchess, in the same way, Esmeida doesn't like to say it a third time, Esmeida is not a patient god. ”

"The old earl is not afraid that I will suck the magic power of the old earl like I have sucked the magic power of the red dragon?" Wen Ying said, her voice trembling more and more. [Chapter 350 "Divine Servant" preview, what will happen between Wen Ying and the old Count Esmeda? 】