Chapter 74: Flame Flame Retreats
Now, Xia Xueshan and Bai Changqiu finally understood why Yue Qianshu and Lu Xiaoxiao were willing to recognize Mo Yan as the master, and why Mo Yan was always hostile and contemptuous to the human race.
When the dragon is high, the human race worships religiously; When the dragon clan was in trouble, the human race was eager to cut off every part of the dragon's body, eat meat and drink blood, peel scales and dig bones, and refine them into all kinds of mysterious weapons.
The breath of this drop of dragon blood was so familiar, it reminded Xia Xueshan of the black dragon scales at today's auction......
"Lord Mo Yan, could it be that three years ago, the black dragon that fell from the sky on the White Reed Beach of Yuchuan City was you?" Xia Xueshan asked in a trembling voice.
"That's right, I was chased by the enemy in the Upper Realm, and I was badly wounded, and I fell to the Lower Realm, dying, and surrounded by you humans. Most of my scales were missing from the Upper Realm, and only these five were left in the Heavenly Journey Realm, and now the first one has been recovered. Mo Yan recalled the past, his face was very gloomy, it was really a very unpleasant memory.
The hideous look in those people when they saw themselves covered in bruises, he still remembers them vividly.
Xia Xueshan and Bai Changqiu were secretly glad in their hearts that they did not participate in the dragon killing banquet that year, otherwise they would not be able to recognize this boss now.
Of course, it was also because Mo Yan recognized the faces and aura of everyone who hurt him back then, and these two were not among those people, so he would agree.
Black Flame is a black dragon from the upper realm, and it also has the attributes of four dragons at the same time, even if it is a drop of blood, it also has the power of the Heavenly Dao.
After thinking about all this, Xia Xueshan and Bai Changqiu's attitudes changed again.
"Master, we will never forget this drop of blood. I swear that no matter what the identity and status of the other party is, it is just the enemy of the master, that is, my enemy, and I am willing to serve the master. Xia Xueshan said loyally.
"Master, I am also willing to be loyal to you, and I will never break my word!" Bai Changqiu also understood his heart.
The title of the two of them for Mo Yan also changed from "Lord Mo Yan" to "master".
Mo Yan nodded slightly.
Whether they are sincere or not depends on their performance in the future!
Now, among the people who follow Ink Flame, there are three people who have obtained dragon blood, but there are still some people who have not.
"Lord Mo Yan, why don't you give the little master dragon blood? Among us, she is the lowest. Yue Qianshu asked suspiciously.
"Xiao Budian's physique is stronger than mine, I'm afraid that even if she refines it, it won't have any effect." Mo Yan explained casually.
Remembering the scene of the first meeting with Xiao Budian, Xiao Budian kicked his dragon teeth off, and Mo Yan still feels toothache when he thinks about it.
Also, even if Xiao Budian eats the tiger's eye stone, his cultivation will only break through from the early stage of qi refining to the middle stage of qi refining.
The tiger's eye stone was formed by absorbing a drop of blood from the ancient gods.
How could his dragon blood be compared to the ancient gods?
"Even if I can get stronger, I don't want the blood of the flames! I want Flame to be good! Lu Xiaoxiao was very resistant.
She vaguely remembered that at that time, the flames were covered in scaly wounds, not only the scales were stripped away, but the whole body was covered in blood, as if even the bones were broken......
She didn't dare to imagine!
Flame is already so miserable, she can't take his blood anymore!
Thinking of this, she also stretched out her little fat hand and held Mo Yan's hand.
Hearing Lu Xiaoxiao's heart, Mo Yan smiled.
Only the little ones are different from others.
Only she will stand in his perspective and think about him and really care about him.
Flame Flame's hand is very cold, and I don't know if it's because the dragon is an ectothermic animal, or if the injury hasn't recovered, in short, this shouldn't be the temperature of a normal person!
"Yanyan, why are your hands so cold? I'll keep you warm. Xiao Tuanzi said worriedly, and the two little chubby hands went to wrap Mo Yan's hand.
Flame's hand is big and long, and the small hand envelops the big hand, of course it can't be contained.
So the anxious little ball had to wipe hard, and the little expression was very serious, like a hard-working little bee, fluttering around the ink flame.
Seeing her working so hard, she just wanted to warm her hands, although Mo Yan's hands were still very cold, but his heart was warm, so he let her toss and toss, and he didn't mean to withdraw his hands.
"Lord Xia Ge, the whereabouts of the remaining four black-scaled dragons, please help you inquire." Mo Yan commanded.
"Okay, Lord Inkflame." Xia Xueshan's attitude has now become more respectful.
"White City Lord, I'm going to refine the black dragon scales now, you find me a safe and hidden place." Mo Yan said.
"No problem, it's up to me." Bai Changqiu agreed.
Xia Xueshan and Bai Changqiu knew very well what dragon blood meant to them.
The Eight-Rank Black Jade Pill is only effective for monks below the Transformation Stage to break through, and the two of them are already Transformation Gods themselves, and just taking the Eight-Rank Black Jade Pill will not help them break through.
Mo Yan is the divine dragon of the upper realm, and his real cultivation is far beyond the realm limit of this small interface, even a drop of blood can make them go to the next level.
The next realm of the Transformation Period is the Refining Void Period, even if there is the blessing of dragon blood, the process is long and dangerous, you must not be rash, you must be fully prepared.
Thinking of this, Bai Changqiu said to Mo Yan:
"Lord Mo Yan, we can't rush to break through for a while, it's better for us to guard your retreat, it's safer!"
"Yes." Ink Flame agreed.
Bai Changqiu brought Mo Yan and them to the White Mansion.
He hasn't started a family yet, the entire Bai Mansion, except for him, there are only a few loyal servants, usually Bai Changqiu has to deal with affairs, and he will be in the City Lord's Mansion, and there are no idlers in the Bai Mansion, so this place is exceptionally quiet.
Bai Changqiu is an elegant person, the style of Baifu is simple and elegant, and Bai Changqiu is also good at arranging formations, the entire Baifu is covered by high-level enchantments, copper walls and iron walls, even mosquitoes can't fly in.
Jintang City is Bai Changqiu's territory, is there a safer place than Bai Mansion?
These are all very much in line with the meaning of Ink Flame.
Mo Yan came to the mountain behind the Bai family, found a spacious cave, laid down many barriers, and began to retreat, even Lu Xiaoxiao could not enter.
Yue Qianshu also found another cave in the back mountain to retreat, anyway, his cultivation is low, even if he wants to protect the ink flame, it will not be his turn.
Cave.
The ink flame turned into the black dragon body, entrenched in the ground void, if it weren't for the enchantment, the dragon would have been angry at this moment.
He coiled the black dragon scales under his claws, began to calm down, and fused with the black dragon scales.
Time passes day by day......
Lu Xiaoxiao stayed in front of the cave every day, looking forward to her flame coming out of the customs as soon as possible.
When it rained, she held a green lotus leaf umbrella and sat on the reef, shaking or shaking on her two small short feet.
She looks so small, and a small lotus leaf umbrella can cover her tightly.
The light rain fell and fell, gently knocking on the lotus leaf umbrella, like a string of pearls scattered on the blue plate.
On a night when the moon was sparse, she looked up at a bright moon in the sky, and the moon seemed to see the sound and smile of the flames.
Whenever she thinks about fireworks, her big watery eyes will be smeared with a layer of mist.
Woo, I really want to be a firefight!