Chapter 550: Mother, Death, and Talent
"So, you were the same, then you became two, and then your mother died, so you became one ......" Feng Chen snapped his fingers, "Now in this body, it is your own will and ......"
"A memory I share with my mother. ?? ?? U?8????.? U?8XS'COM," Mo Lan added, "that's pretty much it. ”
"Your mother, what's her name?" The boy flipped the sand fish dragon liver strung on the branches a few times. The one-star hunter was not idle as he listened to the story of the ancient dragon, taking care of the rest of his wounds and lighting a bonfire on which the smell of fish and flesh filled with fragrance.
"Just like me, Jean Moran." The mountain dragon still manipulated the wind, wheading the massive tooth pillars that had been recaptured from Locklac. In the morning's work, the giant tooth had been polished into a smooth and regular beautiful cone, and the size was nearly a third smaller, and it even glowed round blue in the sun. The rest of the tooth is much harder than the stone shell, and the dust can be felt on the side, and it takes a lot of effort for the cologne to cut off each piece of dentin. It's just that the giant whale is still not satisfied, chatting with the boy while persistently polishing, "No matter how many times the true dragon is reborn, it shares the same name. ”
"Before today, 8 ? .? U?8?X?S? `C?O?M?” The boy lifted the branch and tested the temperature of the fish liver with his fingertips, "Hiss...... It's hot! ”
"The secrets of the true dragon's life form, even my mother didn't know all about it before she died, we claim to know all the knowledge under the heavenly dome, but in the end it is ourselves who are the most difficult to understand."
"yes, you real dragons are a bunch of strange guys in their own right." The one-star hunter grinned. The boy hadn't eaten for too long, and he didn't care about the fish burning his mouth, and the monkey took a bite of the oily fish liver. The meat was chewed a few times in his mouth, Feng Chen's face changed, and he spit it out, "Ahem...... Manyun also said that this is the top food in the whole desert, and the taste is similar to clay. ”
"Don't complain, there's not much to eat in the sand these days." Shan Long said in disgust, "I will eat some of it, and maintaining my strength is more important than anything else." ”
"I still don't understand," the boy tried to take another small bite, showing an ugly expression like swallowing medicine, and swallowed it hard without chewing, "You are reunited, your memories and knowledge are back, and you can continue to grow, aren't you all happy?" You're an adult now, right? I've never seen a species larger than you in my life.? U?8???.? U?8?X?S?`C?OM”
"It's less than one percent of my mother's, but it's really an adult." Mo Lan affirmed.
"Then why did you seek death the day before yesterday? What can force an omnipotent true dragon to die? The boy plucked up the courage to ask.
The whirlwind that swirled around the fangs paused, and then cut as usual, the stone chips crackled and fell on the sand, and the top of the ancient dragon's head was already full of dentin debris: "You want to know? ”
"Of course not!" Feng Chen's Adam's apple moved up and down, "It's probably not a good thing to have something to do with the real dragon, but there is a dragon man on the hunting ground who desperately stopped the dragon striking boat to let you survive, I have to at least ask for that senior." He sighed, "I don't know what happened to Rum's predecessor now." ”
"It's my talent." Mo Lan replied dryly, "Every true dragon has its own innate ability. ”
"I know, what 'hidden', 'withered' and other god-like babbling things." The boy swallowed the remaining fish liver in two bites, hesitated for a moment, and skewered a piece of ordinary fish meat. The meat of the desert monsters is generally dry and woody, but at least it tastes better than the weird taste of the liver, "In short, it's more powerful than controlling the celestial phenomena, right?" ”
"Looks like that guy has taught you something." The mountain dragon was a little surprised, "Except for this crappy dragon cavity." ”
"So, what's your talent?" After being reminded of the ancient dragon, the young man realized that almost none of the classics about the ancient dragon that hunters could find recorded the talent of the mountain dragon. Scholars have more or less guessed about the natural disasters that appeared during the two human-dragon wars, but the ancient dragon in front of him, which is claimed to be the closest to humans, has no knowledge of its talent in the entire hunter department.
"Hold your hand out." For the first time, the dragon tilted its head slightly towards the dust, and the shadow of a young man was imprinted in its small eyes. The old dragon's voice had a commanding tone that only ancient dragons had, making it difficult for him to resist, and the hunter slowly raised his hand to meet one of the forelimbs that the mountain dragon had probed.
The whale's front legs are more like a combination of pectoral fins and flippers, with brown scales that wrap around the undivided toe claws, and the elbow and wrist joints are faintly visible, but they cannot move easily. The boy's palm pressed against the outer end of the monster's little finger, and only a rough and cold feeling was felt, just like the rest of the beast's body.
"And then?" Feng Chen asked inexplicably.
The next moment, a terrible howl came out of the hunter's mouth, and his whole body twitched involuntarily.
"Ahh
It was a pain that Feng Chen's life had never experienced before, like lightning running through his chest from the top of his head, and the electricity swirled and tore in every vein and muscle of his body. It was like blowing up a glass balloon in his body, and the balloon suddenly shattered with a "bang", leaving large and small debris all over the young man's body, and with every trembling of his body, the pain everywhere became a piece, so that he stopped even thinking.
"Knock ......"
Maybe a few seconds later, or maybe countless days and nights, the moment he regained consciousness, Feng Chen had already fallen on his back and on the sand. The hunter's face was like a boiled prawn, and his eyeballs bulged out with force. It wasn't until the distorted vision in front of him became clear again that his chest swelled violently, and he took a deep breath of the hot air from the sandy sea, and then his chest rose and fell violently, trying to relieve the suffocation caused by the severe pain.
"I'm ...... Dead? The boy touched his arm in despair, and the pain of a thousand cuts a moment ago was like a nightmare that had just woken up, but now it was gone, but there was still an incomparably strong image in his memory.
All the injuries in Feng Chen's memory were as insignificant as fingers pricked by a sewing needle in the face of the pain of that moment, and even if they were inflicted on his body at the same moment, I am afraid that it was less than one percent of that moment. The hunter who woke up even thought that he was in hell, or that he was undergoing the cruelest punishment of the hunting god.
"You're going to ask about my talent." "That's my talent. ”