Chapter Thirty-Seven: The World Has to Fight Daddy

"Why is the old dragon so irritable?"

"Why is the old dragon so irritable?"

"How can the old dragon be so ......?"

............

This phrase sounds so familiar!

Even if it is another hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, Huang Long will never forget that the person who punched him back then said this with a smile, and then he knocked himself unconscious with one punch!

After the man left, Huang Long was extremely curious about his identity, so he started to investigate. Although it is trapped at the bottom of the river and cannot go out of the river, its ears are extremely sensitive, and the voices of the passengers on the river cannot hide its ears at all.

Ever since the man left, it would listen to the conversation of the ship's passengers when it had anything to do, and after a long time, it heard something like "Yang Taishi has destroyed ten immortal cities in the north!" "Yang Taishi has ravaged the Black Mountain, and the fish people of Kurosawa are afraid that they will be wiped out!"

"Taishi's friend on the fifth day seems to have been poisoned by the undead clan's scattered souls, and it is estimated that his life will not be guaranteed!"

"On the fifth day, it seems that the person has been cured by the Taishi to retrieve the dragon's blood and dispense medicine, and it seems that his skills have improved greatly because of this......"

Huang Long had listened to such words a lot, and finally knew who the person who had knocked him unconscious that day was.

Yang Shenxing!

That person is called Yang Shenxing!

He is the pillar of the Han Dynasty today!

Although it didn't understand why there was such a terrifying figure in the earthly dynasty, and why he still stayed in this realm, this did not prevent it from being afraid of Yang Shenxing.

Before, it still made waves in Jiangxin from time to time, but since Yang Shen walked, it no longer dared to trouble Jiangxin, until today, because the young son was lost, it was desperate to break free from the dragon rope and prepare to fly into the sky to find the young son.

At this time, it heard this sentence again: "How can the old dragon be so irritable!"

The tone and expression of the young man in front of him who stopped him from speaking were so similar to that of Taishi Yang back then, as if carved out of a mold!

There was no difference between his fist and the punch that Taishi Yang hit him back then, but the force was much smaller.

If you look closely, even the height and appearance also faintly have the shadow of Yang Taishi back then.

How did this make the old dragon not surprised?

Where do you dare to fight with the person in front of you?

After pulling back from Yang Yi's fist, he opened his mouth and asked Yang Yi: "Are you surnamed Yang?"

Yang Yi saw it dodging, he already felt strange, he had been fighting with this old dragon for so long, and he had never seen it dodge his own attack, but now not only dodged the attack, but also looked overly frightened, and the dragon scales all over his body exploded in fright, looking weird and funny.

Seeing it ask for his surname, a great sense of absurdity rose from Yang Yi's heart, "Is this still an old friend of my father?"

He replied immediately: "Yes, my surname is Yang!"

Huang Long's body trembled, the scales on his body had just calmed down, and suddenly exploded, "Who are you from Taishi Yang?"

Yang Yi was even more surprised, his internal strength was insufficient at this time, and he could not continue to stay in the air, and his body began to sink from clear to turbid.

Seeing this, Huang Long opened his mouth and exhaled, and a stream of yellow qi shot towards Yang Yi's feet.

Yang Yi was taken aback, his left foot was a little on his right foot, his body suddenly rose up, and the flag flower rushed upwards like a rocket, dodging the yellow gas sprayed by Huanglong.

"Don't be afraid, I have no ill will!"

Huang Long's voice came, and his tone was surprisingly calm, "Look at your appearance, look at the martial arts techniques you use, they must be related to the Taishi, how can I harm you?"

It said slowly: "Come down, little one, I am afraid that I have some things to do with you." ”

Yang Yi listened to its gentle tone in mid-air, no longer violent, his heart was a little calm, and he said in his heart: "Let's listen to what it says! If there is something wrong, there is still the back road of the Bronze Hall!"

At that moment, his body sank slowly and lightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the Yellow Dragon, for fear that it would suddenly burst out and hurt people.

Huang Long said: "Stop at my dust cloud!"

Yang Yi heard the words and looked down, the yellow gas spewed out by the yellow dragon just now did not drift away, but slowly condensed together, forming a small yellow cloud, the size of a futon, staying in mid-air, the wind could not blow, the void took root, it seems that this is the "dust cloud".

Yang Yi cautiously walked towards the yellow cloud, and after stepping on the yellow cloud with the soles of his feet, he found that this yellow cloud was similar to cotton, it was actually tangible and qualitative, and the body stood on it, and if he lifted his breath a little, he could not sink.

Huang Long saw him stepping on the dust cloud, nodded and said, "Who are you from Taishi Yang?"

Yang Yi said: "When the imperial master is the father!"

Huang Long's body trembled again, and said, "No wonder you are so young, it turns out that you are the son of the Taishi!"

It stretched out slowly, and said softly: "It seems that my life should be like this! With you in the way, this embankment cannot be damaged no matter what!"

It lowered its dragon head and slowly approached Yang Yi, "Child, what's your name?"

Yang Yi saw that its tone was gentle, and his attitude changed greatly, and he was even more curious in his heart, and replied to it: "My name is Yang Yi." ”

"Yang Yi!"

Huang Long sighed softly: "I remember this name! I will leave it to you another day to get out of trouble!"

Yang Yixi said: "You don't go out of the river?"

Huang Long nodded and said: "No, no, no! In fact, even if I can destroy the river embankment, I may not be able to get rid of the Zhenlong Stone, I just have a fluke heart!"

It looked at Yang Yi and said, "Yang Yi, I won't try to break free of the dragon rope now, but you have to do something for me!"

Yang Yiqi said: "What can I serve? You are a flying dragon, I am an earthly mortal, what can I do to help you?"

"Mortal?"

Huang Long shook his head and sighed lightly, muttering in a low voice: "If the son of Master Yang is an earthly mortal, then the Nine Heavens Immortals are just ordinary people!"

Seeing Yang Yi's stunned face, he didn't say much anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Yi, I gave birth to a young son a few years ago, and now I just gave birth to wisdom, and I can't speak yet, and I have never stayed away from my side, but after sleeping for a while in recent times, when I opened my eyes again, it had disappeared!"

Although the dragon head of the Yellow Dragon was different from the human face, Yang Yi still saw the look of worry in its eyes, "My child has been born for less than three years, just like a baby in your human race, if he is caught, it is okay to raise it in the water, but if someone is greedy and wants to eat it, my child's life may not be guaranteed!"

Yang Yi was taken aback, "You are a ...... As soon as this sentence came out, she felt that it was inappropriate, and hurriedly added: "You are a woman?"

After saying this, I still felt awkward, and I was a little embarrassed for a while, and I didn't know how to speak.

Huang Long said: "I am indeed a female dragon, what's so strange about this?" It said to Yang Yi: "The main reason why I want to break free from the dragon rope is to find my child. ”

"Yang Yi, can you help me find my child?"

Only then did Yang Yi understand why this old dragon was so manic, it turned out that the child was lost!

The so-called pity for the hearts of parents in the world, although this yellow dragon is not a human being, but the love of the son is nature, and it has nothing to do with race, this yellow dragon also said in the past because of this behavior. (To be continued.) )