"I ......" The little crocodile's voice trembled, and his expression was indecisive.

Every word of his father's words pierced into his heart like a sharp knife.

If that woman is really a dragon, the little crocodile thought to herself, then her blood can save me, she can repair my origins, and I won't have to be a waste anymore......

He thought of the gazes of those people, with a hint of joy in pity, and a hint of hope in admiration, as if everyone was thinking:

A little dragon lord who can't cultivate, how will he inherit the throne of the Great River Basin in the future?

He hated that gaze, but what could he do? He can't cultivate, and he can't restore his origin when he travels through this realm......

However, at this moment, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a lightning bolt suddenly struck him, if he got the dragon's blood......

God, he couldn't even think about it, the thought alone made his heart surging with emotion.

Who can relate to his feelings? From hero to waste, from Tianjiao to waste, from prince to waste, only he can feel the weight he bears!

No, no, another thought suddenly happened, although the voice was weak, but it was also extremely firm, you will harm the woman in white, what you need is her heart's blood, she only has a heart's blood, to maintain her life, you will hurt her......

So what? It would have hurt her, but ...... But I can continue to cultivate, all problems will be solved, I will no longer be a waste, and no one will look at me with that kind of gaze anymore!

No, she saved you, she saved you, you are revenge, you will spit on yourself......

But......

For a moment, the little crocodile felt like its head was going to explode, and two voices were fighting inside, one hoarse and the other unwavering.

Irresistible force, encountering immovable objects, when this conflict arises in the human mind, anyone has the possibility of going crazy and stupid.

The little crocodile felt that he couldn't think about it anymore, that it was an important question, no, an important problem, that he couldn't make a choice so quickly, or that he didn't have to make this difficult choice......

"Not necessarily," said the little crocodile, his voice trembling, his gaze fixed on some meaningless being, as if he were outside the spirit, "she doesn't have to be a dragon......

No, I wish she was a dragon so I could fix the origin! But why do I wish she wasn't a dragon? Then I won't have to get her heart's work!

"Is she a dragon or not," said the king of the Great River Basin, "and soon there will be an answer." ”

The little crocodile suddenly looked up at his father.

Detecting dragon's blood, he understood, the old guy who guarded the herb room wrote "Detect dragon's blood" on the white lotus leaf, it turned out to be for this......

So, where's the dragon's blood? He turned his head sharply and saw the blood in the transparent jar, so bright, was it her blood?

The answer was soon revealed, and the old doctor staggered in, holding a few small golden stones on his fins.

"Your Royal Highness?" Seeing that the little crocodile was also there, the old doctor was obviously taken aback, and then, he looked at the ancient dragon king, and the king of the great river valley shook his head slightly.

Obviously, the old doctor was so surprised when he knew that the little crocodile was locked up.

The little crocodile let out a soft "um", locked his eyes on the small golden stone in the old doctor's hand, and frowned slightly, obviously thinking about what it was.

"Does His Royal Highness the Prince recognize?" The old doctor asked with a smile.

"It's kind of like ......" The little crocodile groaned softly, then said in an uncertain tone, "Dragon Burn Asphalt? ”

"It's Dragon Burn Asphalt!" The old doctor nodded approvingly, "His Royal Highness the Prince is smart and studious, and even this rare thing can be recognized. ”

"How could this be?" The little crocodile did not react to the old doctor's gentle praise, he used to like the old man very much, but now he has changed a lot.

What he was more concerned about was, where did the dragon burn asphalt come from?

It is said that the dragon clan can synthesize flammable things in the body, and then use the power of fire spirit to turn it into dragon flames, which is called "dragon flame asphalt", which is a legendary thing, but I didn't expect to see it here.

"It's all left by the Old Ancestor," the Ancient Dragon King sighed, "When the Cong Yun Sect was not destroyed, the Old Ancestor collected it has been left in the treasure house. ”

The little crocodile was in a trance for a while, and it could actually be traced back to the period when the Cong Yun Sect was not destroyed, it was really far away......

He stared at the dragon flame asphalt, and his two front paws couldn't help but clench, loosen, clench, and loosen, whether the woman in white was a dragon or not was soon clear......

"Why is it only a little?" The king of the Great River Valley asked, and I remember that there were quite a few.

"Indeed, there are quite a few," replied the old doctor, "but more is enough." This is a precious thing, hard to find. ”

The Ancient Dragon King nodded slightly, then stretched out his claws, grabbed the dragon blood, and asked, "How to test?" ”

"The old minister has prepared an adjuvant." The old doctor said, and took out a packet of medicine from his bosom.

After opening it, the little crocodile saw that the ingredients in it were exactly the same as those he saw on the white lotus leaves.

"Please borrow the Great King's Dragon Flame," said the old doctor, looking at the King of the Great River Valley, "The Dragon Flame Asphalt must be burned." ”

"It's not going to explode, is it?" Although he couldn't wait to know the result, the Ancient Dragon King was still a little worried.

Dragon Flame Asphalt is flammable and explosive, and after the explosion, the power is strong, although the old doctor's hand is only two small stones, but if it is exploded, I am afraid that this Ancient Dragon Hall will not be guaranteed.

"The old minister has prepared an adjuvant," said the old doctor, "just to prevent it from exploding." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and an invisible energy spread out from his palm, slowly holding up the auxiliary medicine along with the dragon flame asphalt, and it rose into the air in a moment.

The Ancient Dragon King nodded slightly, and then, he opened his mouth and spewed out a flame, the fire was blazing, the heat wave was rolling, and the auxiliary medicine began to melt, turning into a medicinal liquid, wrapping two small golden stones.

"Click!"

The little crocodile heard a slight cracking sound, obviously, under the high temperature, the dragon burn asphalt had been shattered, and the little crocodile saw that there was a faint golden light coming out of the package of the potion liquid.

"Please control the firepower, the King." The old doctor whispered that beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, and that the flames were very close to him, and that the fish hated fire.

The Ancient Dragon King took a deep breath, the momentum of the flame became smaller, but the color changed from orange to slightly red, and the next moment, the golden light flashed, and the golden juice rushed out of the auxiliary medicine, and it was about to drip off.

The old doctor gently turned the palm of his hand, and the invisible secret power gushed out, and the golden juice was held, and then flowed back, gradually merging with the mass of medicinal liquid......

"Let's test," said the king of the Great River Basin, with some impatience, "the time should come." ”

The old doctor nodded, he flicked his wrist slightly, and the golden-black liquid ball slowly moved to the top of the transparent jar and aimed at the mouth of the jar.

The old doctor slowly but forcefully retracted his five fingers, as if he were clenching his fists, and the next moment, the golden-black liquid ball slowly shrank, and then shrunk, and finally became a drop the size of a grain of rice, which looked unusually solid.

The old doctor flicked his wrist, and the rice grains fell.

The little crocodile stared at the millet grains, and his eyes didn't even blink more, for fear that he had missed something.

Will there be a reaction? He asked himself, but he couldn't give an answer at all.

Do you want a reaction? He asked himself again, still unable to give an answer.

Of course he wanted a reaction, so that his origin could be repaired, and he would no longer be a waste.

However, he also hoped that there would be no reaction, so that he would not have to drink the blood of the woman in white......

The grains of rice fell, falling in the red blood, splashing a small blood flower, and then, the blood boiled, surging constantly, as if there was a behemoth in it turning over.

"There is a response!" Despite the early speculation in his heart, at this moment, the old doctor couldn't help but shout, "It's still intense!" ”

The king of the Great River Valley did not speak, he just stared at the pair of small eyes full of evil and treachery, and looked at the beating of blood with concentration.

The little crocodile felt that his breath was short, and in an instant, thousands of voices roared in his ears, shouting "There is a response".

The next moment, the blood turned golden, and the little crocodile took a long breath, and then collapsed directly on the chair.

It was so sudden that before he even had time to prepare mentally, the blood turned golden, and the dragon flame asphalt would incinerate all the blood, and only when he encountered the dragon's blood, would the dragon's blood be dyed golden, and the two would have the same root and origin, and they could be integrated in an instant.

So, is she really a dragon? Can Her Blood Save Me?

The face of the woman in white appeared in front of her, followed by her figure, followed by the silver light......

The little crocodile suddenly felt a pang of weakness, as if the imagination had drained all his strength. And the argument between the two voices in his heart also exhausted him, so he collapsed there, unable to say a word.

"Hahaha......" The Ancient Dragon King suddenly began to laugh, he laughed so presumptuously, so loudly, that the roof of the Ancient Dragon Hall vibrate, and a huge coercion spread, all the water tribes around the Ancient Dragon Hall were out of breath, and the next moment, he said in a terrible tone, "Son, you are saved, we will go and get the dragon's blood now." ”

Little Dragon Girl

Little Dragon Girl didn't know that a hunt against her had quietly begun.

At this time, she was lying on the soft big bed, the sapphire light above her head was recognizable, the sandalwood at the head of the bed had been burned, the fire was blazing, and the room was full of warmth, softness, and safety.

This is her true body, and anyone who stays in such an environment should have joy in their hearts. However, the joy in the heart of the little dragon girl is far greater than this joy ten thousand times.

Her consciousness was pinned on a wisp of green smoke, and this wisp of green smoke was floating in the treasure house of the ancient dragon king.

At this time, this wisp of green smoke hovered above a large pool, which was full of colorful liquids, and the size of the pool was like a large room, but I don't know how deep.

There is such a thing, the little dragon girl couldn't believe it, thanks to her father's spirit in the sky, he must be blessing me, not only saving me from being dragged into the flame hell and dying painfully, but also letting me see where such a dreamy thing is at its root......

Thinking of this, he only felt incredulous for a while, as if everything he had just experienced and what he was experiencing now was not a real fact, but some kind of arranged drama, in short, she didn't believe what she had experienced.

But the truth was there, there was no doubt about it, not long ago, when the pain came like a tidal wave, when the body of the Ancestral Dragon dissipated like smoke and dust, the little dragon girl knew that her death was imminent.

To be honest, of course she didn't like this result, but that's all, the pain she endured was too great, and she felt that her soul was stretched into a wisp by the sharp pain, and then burned off little by little.

The method of "transforming all things" is still running, she has indeed mastered a small half of the formation, she has no doubt, as long as she persists, maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, she will finally have a smile on her face.

However, reality is not a fairy tale, why does she have this ability? The pain in her consciousness intensified more and more, gradually intensifying to the point that she could not bear it, and then she suddenly realized that there was a difference between the dragon and the dragon, at least, she and her grandfather, the existence of the so-called "dragon above the sky", could not be compared.

Let me die, for a few moments, she even gave up hope of life, the pain was so intense that she clearly realized that living had become a burden, and death was a relief.

Is death painful? No, the moment of death is not painful, what determines whether death is painful or not is the process of death, and the process experienced by the little dragon girl is long and painful.

However, maybe it was a desperate situation, or the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, or the last Yangtze River water god blessed her in the dark, Xiaolongnu was willing to think that it was the latter, when she was about to break her consciousness, fall into the flame hell, and suffer from the pain of broken corpses, there was a person who walked to the edge of the octagonal glazed well.

The man threw a token downward, and the next moment, the formation suddenly stopped, as fast as a dog that had seen its master.

What does that feel like? Now that I think about it, the little dragon girl feels as if you are being roasted on a fire, and you will die if you light ten firesticks.

You watch them light firewood, one, two, three, and you cry out for mercy, and you beg all the gods you know in the dark, and they don't stop until nine fires are lit, and you know that you are going to die, so you close your eyes and wait for death, and suddenly someone rushes in and saves you......

It was a shocking joy, a joy that was hard to recall.

In short, the little dragon girl was saved, and the wisp of green smoke she had turned into fell and landed on a huge crocodile corpse.

The latter, for some reason, was already slightly rotten, but because it was coated with a kind of fish oil, the rot and wonder stopped.

For a long time, the little dragon girl was there, completely unable to understand what was going on.

It wasn't until the old man staggered past her, stirring and churning the green smoke that turned her, that she suddenly understood:

She was saved.

So while silently thanking the gods and her father's spirit in the sky in her heart, she floated up and floated towards the large piece of colorful liquid that she could see most clearly.

Yes, the colorful liquid, as soon as it fell, she noticed the huge pool, damn, she thought that she might find the colorful liquid here, after all, those big lobsters left from here, but left behind the breath of the colorful liquid.

However, she never expected that there would be so many colorful liquids! The whole pond is like a pond, and it is spacious enough to raise large fish......

With so many colorful liquids, how strong is the fragrance? Before she got closer, just smelling it from a distance, the little dragon girl felt that her true heart was about to burst, her dragon blood had boiled to the extreme, and a kind of longing rose in her bones, and that kind of longing was like ......

It's like the addict's desire for smoke, the old pervert's desire for beautiful women, and the gambler's desire for card games.

At first, she was shocked, she didn't expect her real body to react like this, it seems that she still underestimated the liquid.

So she decided to find out what the liquid was, and she had a deep question in her mind, if there was a substance that was so tempting to the dragons, why had she never read about it in the library of the Crystal Palace?

Unless...... It is a taboo existence.

For a moment, the little dragon girl's heart was pounding, she did remember some legendary taboo existences, their influence on dragons was unparalleled, but because of a certain characteristic they had, they were strictly forbidden by the dragon clan......

Could it be that kind of thing? She guessed several possibilities, and one of them was indeed an unusually sweet existence, and in the materials she saw there was a record of scales and half-claws:

"Its smell is enough to drive dragons crazy, it's sweet and dreamy, and that's ......exactly how it came from."

There is no further record.

It's kind of similar, but I don't know if it's or not, or if it's a requirement to prove it, I hope there will be a manuscript or something like that.

She knew that the existence of such a taboo, the recipe for its manufacture and the method of its preservation, would naturally not be placed in a public library, and this treasure trove was well guarded and suitable for burying some secret, and if there was a manuscript related to the taboo, then it would probably lie in some corner of this treasure trove.

So she started to look around her, hoping to find some manuscripts or something, show up, friend, she shouted in her heart, I know you're here.

In the process, she took the time to look at the treasure trove and found that it was a treasure trove of Stone Age architecture, in other words, no elaborate decorations, no real architectural style, just a hole in the bottom, open in the hard rock.

One side of the cave was dug into a grid, like a wine cabinet, and there were treasures in each grid, and the little dragon girl saw the precious Five Elements Stone, as well as one or two herbs that shone with spiritual light, and a small bottle containing the elixir, thinking that it would not be empty inside......

The little dragon girl felt a burst of excitement, and sure enough, as she expected, the ancient dragon king had a rich collection.

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