Bozu smiled, asked the other Fenglong clan to retreat, and said in a low voice: "This matter, the ancestor has left a message, only when we are the successor of Bozu, can we know, because once it leaks out, the entire Fenglong clan will invite a catastrophe, but this secret cannot be broken, today, since you are here, I can tell you, but please don't say it." ”

I immediately nodded.

"At the beginning, the Xuan Scales Frog came here to grab this thing - it was delusional and wanted to be a real dragon, but unfortunately, unfortunately, no matter how powerful it was, it couldn't reach that last step in the end......"

By the way, that's what I said when I was burned!

It wants to grab something, that thing, can it turn into a dragon from the Devil?

No wonder, what it says it only wants to go to a higher place, never regrets it!

"I'll tell you that story...... That year, there was a dragon who was tortured and dying because of a great mistake, but he escaped from a place, and he knew that only our family could save it in the world. ”

Dragon......

Bozu continued: "But who knows, on the way to ask for help from the Shangfeng Dragon Clan, it met the Xuanlu Qiu. ”

That Xuanscaly, although he came from a humble background, has always been competitive, and his greatest wish is to become a real dragon.

When it saw the dragon, it made up its mind - as long as it snatched one of the things from the dragon, then it would be able to obtain the identity of the dragon like a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

Xuan's ability is not small, not to mention, its chances are very good, and it can take advantage of people's dangers.

In normal times, the Scales are definitely no match for dragons.

But the dragon was already seriously injured, and this time it was even more physically exhausted, and it barely faced the battle, although it did not have the usual ability, but it also fought with Xuan Scales and lost both.

This time, the dragon fought for the last ability before it fell into the Fenglong family.

That dragon was punished by heaven, the three realms and five elements, they all knew that it had committed a great sin, who would dare to save it?

But the Fenglong clan still braved the world's condemnation and saved it.

At first, they thought that this matter was unaware of the ghosts, but who knows, this matter was known by Xuan Scale.

Xuan Liang Qiu had long wanted to become a real dragon, and now he seized the opportunity - it knew that the Dragon Clan could not only train dragons, but even help the dragon clan turn into dragons - the carp of Lei Chi turned into dragons, everyone knew.

But the Feng Long clan knew what kind of thing this Xuanscaly Frog was, so he naturally refused.

Xuan Liang was furious, and he was about to attack the Feng Long Clan.

The dragon was already dying, and it was impossible to help the Dragon Clan, so Ruyi relied on his humble Taoism to invite the Heavenly Thunder, which sealed the Xuanzhi Scale.

I'll know the rest.

And that dragon was helped by the dragon clan, and barely left a life - at that time, its scales, because of the punishment of heaven, were overgrown with dragon lice, and the dragon lice gnawed the dragon scales and sucked the dragon's blood, which made the dragon miserable.

It was the dragon grate that helped the dragon pry open the scale armor and remove the dragon lice, so that he barely survived.

But since it was a heavenly punishment, it was naturally impossible to appear under the thunder, so it had to continue to flee without recovery.

However, this dragon thanked the dragon clan for helping, and promised that one day, he would definitely come to repay the dragon clan - the ancestor of the dragon clan said that the dragon clan will have a catastrophe in a certain year and month in the future, if the dragon really wants to repay and not ask for anything else, but I hope that it can be read in this feeling, and when the time comes, help the dragon clan to survive this calamity.

The dragon agreed.

But then, the dragon was never heard from again.

Because this is not a matter of seeing the light, the Fenglong clan can't tell the other side branch descendants, only the uncle has passed it on from generation to generation.

I was cold and remembered what I had heard earlier.

Lock the dragon well - the dragon was received instead of a dragon, and later, another dragon fell to the ground, broke the dragon's horns, and made the legend of Mai Xuansu's ruler, and then later, the dragon ran all the way to the Etuji desert and became that piece of golden keel.

Could it be that this is the same dragon?

Before I could figure it out, when Bozu said this, he suddenly coughed violently, and Dong Chenglei couldn't stand it: "Mr. Li, we are grateful for your great help, but Bozu is in this situation now, can I ask you to take a break?" ”

The other dragon clans also dare to be angry and dare not speak.

I felt that I was out of shape, so I had to nod to Bozu and let him slow down.

However, I still think about it - I am full of intimacy when I get here.

Gratitude...... Could it be that in the dark, I should have appeared here to repay the grace of the dragon grate scraping scales?

It's the same as releasing the dragon that has been waiting for hundreds of years in the lock dragon well.

That dragon - what the hell does it have to do with me?

And that thing I lost......

Bozu said slowly: "As for what you lost, I can't divulge the heavenly secrets, I can only tell you so much, please ......"

I know, please don't blame him.

Yes, Tianji, even Aman can't leak it at will, so I naturally can't force Bozu, and immediately said, "I understand." ”

Can't leak it, I'll check it myself.

But—I couldn't help but feel the scar on my head, what the hell is this?

A piece of flesh?

But what's so special about my flesh and skin?

Dong Chenglei couldn't help it anymore, and almost wanted to pull me away directly, Bozu coughed over, and said slowly: "I understand your kindness, but I feel guilty about this matter - even if it is death, I have to explain this matter clearly." ”

Everyone was stunned.

Dong Chenglei glanced at me and immediately asked, "You, what do you mean?" ”

Bozu took a sip of the medicine: "That Xuanscaly was released—it was indeed me who harmed it." ”

Now, the Fenglong clan is even more uncalm, you look at me, I look at you, not to mention Dong Chenglei: "Bozu, in my opinion, you are too weak to speak, you are confused, you rest first, you have something to say, ......"

"It's true." Bozu continued: "It was my wishful thinking that caused a great disaster—all of this today is caused by me, and I have suffered this sin by myself. ”

He gasped: "Xuanscaly, I released it." ”

The surrounding dragon clan, all their breath was stagnant.

Bozu said slowly: "I hit the idea of Linggen. ”

It turned out that that year, Bozu also knew that the Fenglong Clan had never been able to get the dragon's blood, and sooner or later it was going to perish, so he put his mind on Xuanlu Qiu.

The ancestor left an order - never to touch the scales.

But now that it is at the threshold of life and death, he has to think about it, not to mention, Bozu's own body has also begun to have problems, he is afraid that if his body collapses, then no one in the Fenglong clan can save him.

So, he went to the vicinity of the Xuanscaly and wanted to get the blood of the Xuanscaly.

As a result, because of his weak body, he was taken advantage of by the Xuan Scales, and the spirit attached to him instead, and he fought with him for twenty years, which also led to an enmity with the Ruyi Snake.

Bozu was anxious, but he couldn't do anything, and he was very anxious - today, it can be regarded as a relief.

"I'm not qualified to go to the ancestral grave."

You look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say.

And Bozu continued: "I'm afraid I don't have much time, there is one thing, if you don't hurry up, you can't do it, you come over ......."

I passed, and Bozu held out his hand again.

I understood what he meant and bowed my head.

At this moment, I felt that Bozu's dry hand suddenly seemed to have something on my head—slimy.

I want to touch what it is.

But Bozu held my head and didn't let go.

After a while, his hand hung down, and when I touched it again, the thing was gone—as if it had penetrated into the scar.

What the hell is this? Scar removal medicine?

It doesn't matter, there's a scar that's more manly.

Bozu said in a low voice: "Yes, I will repay you for your words. ”

Saying that, he left Xiaoxiang's reverse scales and said that once his spirit improves, he will help me save Xiaoxiang immediately.

I was just about to speak, but Herb started to chase people away—saying that they were going to give Bozu a needle, and by the way, I had to help them change the situation quickly.

As soon as it came out, the wind blew on my head, and I suddenly felt that the scar was itching.

So, I couldn't help but raise my hand to scratch it.

Cheng Xinghe saw it, leaned over and said, "Qixing, have your red ringworm recurred?" No, smear Daknin. ”

Fuck your uncle, who's going to put Daknin on his head?

It felt weird—like that old scar was going to sprout something.