Chapter 50: The Cruel Dragon Aotian

Knowing that this place is not safe, Zhuo Wen quietly evacuated, fortunately he is a painter, and he can release the painting to wrap himself to shield the smell, otherwise whether it is a lion or a tiger, once he gets close, I am afraid he can smell his human scent, which is not good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Speaking of Long Aotian, what is your ability? Could it be just bloodsucking?" The master and servant came to another part of the mountain, and found that there were scattered deer drinking by the river in front of them, this animal is not aggressive, and should be able to be used as a target for his practice. However, before letting Long Ao Heaven go to heaven again, Zhuo Wen still asked.

Long Aotian slightly retracted his flying wings and landed on the ground, raising his slender forefeet anthropomorphically, as if showing off his "biceps".

"You mean you have a lot of strength?" Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be surprised, Long Aotian nodded, climbed to the side, and rubbed the two pairs of forefeet against a small stone, looking energetic to grab it, but half a day passed, and he didn't pick it up.

"Okay, okay, I know you're strong, so it's important for us to get down to business. Seeing that Long Aotian was selling cuteness, Zhuo Wen was speechless, you are not an ant, what kind of strength do you show, you deserve to be slapped in the face.

Long Aotian raised his head, looking unconvinced, as if he was complaining that Zhuo Wen had painted himself too weakly.

"If you see that fawn, go up and ravage it. Zhuo Wen pointed to a tall sika deer and said.

"Buzz..."Long Aotian drove his wings up and flew over leisurely, in terms of speed, it is indeed not very good, it is faster than walking, it is a person who can't catch up, this situation is naturally Zhuo Wenzhi embarrassed, you can only bully these little animals with no IQ.

Fortunately, Long Aotian flew high, and the sika deer only cared about drinking water, but he didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly fall on his head, and felt the stinging sensation on his head, and the sika deer was suddenly frightened and jumped in a hurry, wanting to get rid of Long Aotian who fell on his head.

It's a pity that Long Aotian's sharp six legs seem to have pierced into the skin of the deer, and they are firmly clamped to its head, no matter how it jumps, even if it can't get rid of it.

"Well done. Zhuo Wen clenched his fists, and his excitement was indescribable, as if he was now grabbing the sika deer as if it was himself.

Long Aotian raised his sharp mouthparts at this time, and the black thorns that were originally one were suddenly divided into six petals, as if they were blooming, five petals were around, and in the middle was a long tongue dancing, it seemed to be raising its head to the sky and making a beastly roar, it looked very terrifying, Zhuo Wen almost couldn't connect such a terrifying creature with the big mosquito that had just sold cuteness.

I saw that the next moment, Long Aotian tightened his mouthparts again, turned into spikes again, and in the scorching sun, the spike swept a trace of cold light, and with a snort, like an iron nail, it pierced directly into the head of the sika deer.

"Yoh..."The sika deer's head suddenly burst out with blood, and the severe pain made it fall into a state of madness, but unfortunately, it didn't toss for a while, it suddenly knelt on all fours, fell to the ground and convulsed, and looked closely, its eyes had rolled white, and it was obviously not far from death!

At this moment, you can see that Long Aotian's mouthparts are constantly contracting, and he is frantically absorbing the essence and blood of the sika deer, and Zhuo Wen, who has the same heart as it, can even faintly hear the sound of swallowing!

But after a while, this sika deer had already turned into a dried corpse, and it was already too dead to die! When the other creatures saw this picture, they immediately fled in fear, fearing that they would become the next target.

At this time, Zhuo Wen took a closer look, and immediately trembled, I am afraid that all the blood of this deer has been absorbed! I can't help but sigh, it is so evil to paint the spirit! However, what surprised Zhuo Wen even more was that Long Aotian's stomach could contain hundreds of times the blood of his own deer!

"Uh... Although it looks a little cruel, it is undeniable that Long Aotian is indeed very powerful, although his strength and speed are not good, but once he is cucked, basically the opponent will have to die with a big mouth, and he will die a miserable death..."Zhuo Wen can't imagine that kind of picture, fortunately, this is his own natal painting spirit is completely loyal to himself, otherwise having this kind of monster around him will really make him sleep!

You know, it's only the second level, the second level is so fierce! If you can pour the biggest painting into it, I don't know if it's even more terrifying and terrifying?

Putting away his mouthparts, Long Ao touched his stomach with his forefoot without exhausting his providence, and flew back to Zhuo Wen's side with a leisurely look. Zhuo Wen stretched out his hand, and Long Aotian came very tacitly and coquettishly in it.

"Spit on. I saw that Long Aotian spit out a red bean-like object and landed on Zhuo Wen's palm at this time, which looked inconspicuous, but it surprised Zhuo Wen.

"Huh, isn't this a blood bead that can give people blood replenishment and heal wounds? You can actually create blood beads in your body by absorbing blood qi?" Zhuo Wen couldn't help but be surprised, this method was simply unheard of, you know, ordinary pharmacists don't know how many complicated and complicated processes they have to go through to refine the blood beads of beasts, but I didn't expect that for Long Aotian, it turned out to be a matter of one mouthful?

Obediently, does this mean that I will walk the rivers and lakes with a little pharmacist in the future? It's just that the only disgusting thing is that this blood bead is spit out of Long Aotian's mouth, and there is saliva on the surface, which is a bit difficult to swallow, after all, there is a sense of picture... Uh, forget it, if you have the opportunity to make up more in the future, let's sell it directly...

"Good job, but the speed is a hard injury..."Indeed, according to Long Aotian's speed, how can anyone obediently stand and suck him? Zhuo Wen also saw that although Long Aotian is big, he is not a force-type painting spirit, maybe the head-to-head battle is not as good as some other flying first-level painting spirits, the only advantage is his terrifying mouthparts, which can be called the thorn of purgatory! This kind of painting spirit can't go head-to-head, but if it can be combined with some defensive and offensive painting spirits, it will be able to reap miraculous results!

After taking Long Aotian for a while, after harvesting five or six blood beads, Zhuo Wen found that his full painting talent had also been consumed, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, if he could continue to open the state of summoning painting spirits, he could indeed consume his own painting talents relatively quickly, but once the painting spirits followed for a long time, he would still be mentally tired.

"You can go back and rest for a while, and I'll draw you out next time." Back in the house, Zhuo Wen lay on the bed upside down, today is the first time he has summoned the painting spirit for so long, and his spirit has long been sleepy, so he wants to sleep well. I didn't expect my natal spirit to be so powerful, and I was worried about whether it could withstand a human slap before, and it seems that I have a chance, and I have to create a few more mosquitoes.

"Buzz..."Long Aotian was obviously a little reluctant, after all, the real world was much more fun and free than Zhuo Wen's inner world, but even if the master said so, it had to comply, and suddenly its wings fluttered, and it slowly flew into a blank piece of paper opened by Zhuo Wen, turning into a painting. At the same time, in Zhuo Wen's inner world, Long Aotian appeared in it, found a suitable place, and went to sleep.