A world of pink, gasps, and dazzling visions.

Xu Nan walked alone, smiling without saying a word.

Although his body was enchanted by the poisonous mist for a short time, his super charm and resistance could still keep him mentally awake.

[You killed the lord-level monster: Poison Dragon Arbuck]

You have obtained Arbuckle's poison sac! 】

[You have obtained a totem shard - Poison Dragon!] 】

[Your god's favor value +10000!] 】

The increase in the value of the gods made Xu Nan's heart bloom, and sure enough, this poisonous dragon was doing evil on the earth, as long as he killed him, he would definitely be able to gain the favor of the star spirit. A full 10,000 points of divine favor value, which is almost one-tenth of the promotion conditions.

In general, the level of the Apocalypse Warlock is still quite difficult to brush, after all, this poisonous dragon is a second-order lord-level monster, if you want to find something similar, Xu Nan may not be able to beat it alone.

As for the totem fragment, it is the exclusive reward after he is promoted to the totem god of the Azure Dream Realm, and after killing the monster, he can grab the totem fragment from him, what is the use, he has not studied it thoroughly.

Arbuckle's poison sac is a somewhat useful alchemy material—according to Xu Nan's own inference, this thing is perfect for use as a kitsch...... Damn, why are they all such unserious materials?

Just as Xu Nan was secretly complaining, a prompt suddenly came from the system-

[Do you read Arbuckle's memories through totem fragments?] 】

Ha? Totem Fragments still have this feature? He pondered that his seduced state should be left for a while, so he chose to agree.

……

I am a poisonous dragon abandoned by my mother. At the age of three months, I was left in the parched mud of the swamp, exposed to the sun, waiting for death to come.

I've seen vultures and hyenas, and I'm so weak, if it weren't for the presence of my mother near the swamp, they would have torn me apart.

The reason why my mother abandoned me is unknown, and I don't seem to be much different from the rest of my siblings, except that when they learned to spray the poisonous mist, I still only let out a small amount of pink gas.

This gas can charm the flower fairy who was caught by her mother.

I like flower fairies very much, they are timid but love to tell stories, especially after being seduced by me, they talk like they are drunk.

I couldn't understand them, but I found them funny.

Unfortunately, her mother and other siblings didn't like them, and she only captured the flower fairies because they tasted good for dessert.

I never saw the flower fairies again.

Of course I didn't die. An elderly human medicine master passed by the swamp and saved me.

From then on, I lived in the house of the pharmacist, and he fed me a vegetarian every day, and at first I was tired of being a vegetarian, but then the pharmacist told me that to be a good poisonous dragon, you must be a vegetarian.

Although I didn't understand what kindness meant, I still agreed to go vegetarian, well, it wouldn't be a violation of our agreement to steal a few mosquitoes while the pharmacist was out of the house, right?

The old pharmacist was obviously very fond of me, but he did not allow me to come within three meters of him, and even if he occasionally frolicked with me, he wore a thick mask and strange clothes.

I don't like it very much.

But I still cherish my friendship with the old pharmacist, and his care makes me feel that even being abandoned is not a big deal.

He began to teach me to distinguish herbs and speak lingua franca, and he took me around on a wandering trip, and occasionally when I passed through human cities, many humans saw me running away, and I asked him why, and it was not my fault that the medicine man just said.

After that time, the old pharmacist never took me to the city again.

The medicine man died a year later, I don't understand how he died, it stands to reason that there should be some life expectancy for humans.

It's just that when he was dying, I saw that the spots on his body were exactly the same color as mine.

I seemed to understand something.

Before he died, the old medicine man said to me that I should be a kind poisonous dragon. I promised him.

Although I was young, I had learned how to find water and avoid humans under the tutelage of the old medicine man, while resting in the dark, damp crypts and finding natural sweet potato tubers to satisfy my hunger.

It's just that I'm a poisonous dragon, even if I'm a vegetarian, I still exude venom and poisonous gas all the time, and the places I pass through are doomed to disaster: the lake water is polluted by me, the animals are poisoned by me, and I am accompanied only by scavengers who are not afraid of toxins.

I felt lonely.

So I tried to get closer to the human city-state, I came into contact with a human, and I told him that I was a vegetarian, kind poisonous dragon, and he nodded and said he believed me.

The human's eyes were bright, like gold coins.

Two days later I woke up and was sold to the Colosseum, where five or six tall savages wielded tomahawks wanted to kill me.

In a panic, I spewed out black venom like never before, killing the barbarians and poisoning many spectators.

I fled, and in the wilderness, I met the human adventurer again, and I angrily accused him.

He told me that a good poison dragon doesn't kill people, and that I have killed so many people that I can no longer be a good poison dragon.

I didn't know how to contradict him, and then he sneaked up again. I was injected with anesthetics and sold to a bigger Colosseum.

I spent the most difficult three years in the Colosseum, at first I earned a lot of bounties for my master, but then, no one dared to challenge me. They call me Arbuck, the sinister dragon.

I just want to live.

One day, I overheard the humans in the Colosseum chatting, they wanted to kill me, because my existence raised a lot of costs for them, many creatures died because of me, and I had no more value.

I struggled to escape the control of the Colosseum, away from the human contract, and spent my days hiding in the crypt.

I don't know how long it took for me to return to the swamp I had been abandoned.

I found the old medicine man's cabin, and now there lived a human woman, who was arguing with a man who tried to hurt her and was stopped by me.

This woman looked very similar to the old pharmacist, and I later confirmed that she was the old pharmacist's daughter.

And that man was the husband who tried to kill her and get her property, and although I didn't understand what my husband meant, I still helped her settle a lot of trouble.

She used to live in the city, but later she was increasingly seen in forest huts.

She often brings me new jokes, such as the recent rumors about her in the city-state that she is a forest witch and has raised a horrible monster in the forest.

I laughed forward and backward.

Emily doesn't know any magic, she doesn't even know much about the old medicine man's herbalism, what does it have to do with witches? As for the monsters, hum, with me, what monster dares to approach?

We had a great time in the forest cottage.

Later, Emily fell ill. She was getting more and more emaciated, and I was anxious, but the herbology taught to me by the old pharmacist did not help her.

Once, her daughter came running to pick her up and took her back to town, and I hadn't seen Emily in a long time.

Her daughter warned me to keep her away from her mother, which I didn't understand.

One day, while taking a nap, I had a strong feeling that I had to see Emily.

So I rushed into the city and found Emily, only by that time she was dying, and her face was covered with horrible spots, exactly as when the old medicine man died.

I left the city-state with her, and the people scattered in panic, except for her daughter, who bravely tried to stop me.

Emily is still dead, dead in the forest cabin, and she says, it's not my fault.

But her daughter said, "That's my fault."

I don't understand, I just want to be a kind poisonous dragon.

I buried Emily next to the old medicine man's grave, and slowly crawled deeper into the swamp.

I remembered the words of the adventurer.

It turns out that he was right, I can never be a good poisonous dragon.

When I opened my eyes, a voice told me that he could help me with the toxins in my body, provided that I helped him complete a task.

I was transported to a completely unknown place by that mysterious force. He asked me to help him kill someone, and I refused.

I hid in the lake, but it didn't last long, strange humans found me, they hurt me with very powerful weapons, I could only spit out some pink mist to affect their minds, but they were really powerful.

I can't live. I was seriously injured.

I hid in a strange cave and remembered the day I lay on the cracked swamp and watched the vultures hovering in the sky.

The tickling sensation on my butt was exactly the same as the feeling of being surrounded by flies that day.

Luckily, the old medicine man taught me a trick that made it easy for me to tickle with my tail.

It's a pity that there shouldn't be an old pharmacist to save me this time.

There was a force pulling at my tail, and I saw a clear blue glow, and I knew I wouldn't live.

I just miss the cabin a little bit, the swamp and the tall trees.

It's really just a little bit.

……

In the yacht, in a certain room.

Zhang Jian looked at Xu Nan and the doll in front of him in surprise, it seemed that this guy's charm resistance was very high, and he only squirmed slightly from beginning to end, and he didn't make too much of a gaffe.

Aren't these dolls that I bought with my own money useless?

Huh?

Why did this guy shed tears? Is it too deep into the play?

Zhang Jian frowned, and just wanted to do something, Xu Nan had already quietly opened his eyes.

"I shouldn't have killed him......" Xu Nan muttered to himself, his eyes moist.

He didn't expect that there would be such a story behind this poisonous dragon who "did a lot of evil". His memories can't be fictional, the mastermind behind the control of the waters of Wuyang Lake is not this lord-level poisonous dragon, but someone else!

Zhang Jian laughed dryly: "Tut-tut? Now you know that you regret it? You're so powerful that I'm afraid others won't know, right? ”

"I originally wanted to settle accounts with you afterwards, but since you're not afraid of being exposed, let's have a good chat."

Xu Nan wiped away his tears and said:

"There is another person behind the gathering of monsters in Wuyang Lake!"

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