Adorable Beasts: The Peerless Demon Girl

Yin Nian looked at the dark field disciple who had changed his appearance greatly, and couldn't help raising his eyes with red eyes.

Ancestor Long is not excited?

After hearing these words, you don't want to witness this important moment of returning to No. [-] with her?

Ancestor Long didn't even move the tip of his tail.

Yin Nian was amazed in his heart: "As expected of the dragon I fancy! It's really calm!"

Yin Niangang showed a smile.

Seeing that the very excited young man was pushed away by the people next to him, he was a little unsteady, and subconsciously pressed a hand on the red dragon who was sitting beside him as immobile as a mountain.

Like a grass leaning against a tree.

But the red dragon, which was like a hill, was slightly supported by this person, and it fell to the side like a rigid piece of wood. With a bang, the dust flew up, and it fell to the ground motionless.

Yin Nian: "??"

"Yo!" Only then did Granny Lin and the others notice the red dragon, and when they turned around to take a look, Granny Lin was furious and cursed, "Who is it!"

"Which vicious bastard? Make the last dragon of the Ten Thousand Territories like this? The whole dragon is swollen! Its head is swollen! It's concave in the middle and convex on both sides, this dragon will faint!"

Yin Nian: "..."

Granny Lin touched Long Zu's big cheek.

"Yo, it's been a while since I fainted. It's hard to say that the board it was sitting on just now was silent. What are you doing? This is, why is it so strange to us? I don't even know. Oh, Yin Nian, this is yours." Dragon? Do you know what's going on?"

Yin Nian: "..."

She picked up the whole dragon awkwardly, "Well, I'll take him to heal his wounds first, let's get ready, and gather all the purple spirit masters, gold spirit masters, and king masters, especially those who have already learned spiritual arts." People, get them ready."

After saying that, Yin Nian ran away with a guilty conscience on his shoulders.

Confused while running: "Didn't you say that Longdu is physically strong?"

"Why did it collapse after being overheated? Is it really a powerful artifact?"

Yin Nian sighed.

He took Longzu all the way to run all the way, seeing that his body was covered with dust, thinking of giving it some dirt, he simply brought him to a huge mountain depression, and looked at a huge river in front of him.

Yin Nian managed to compare, "Okay, let's just take a dip in this river."

As he said that, Yin Nian grabbed Longzu's tail and swiped it down like a dragon's head, shaking the whole body humming, scrubbing and shaking off the dust on it.

The entire river was surging, as if some monster was about to rush out of it.

"Why doesn't it wake up?" La La, who was squatting next to her, wondered, "It still doesn't wake up after washing it in cold water? Is it injured?"

Yin Nian lifted Long Zu out, and put his hand on the swollen place of Long Zu.

Incredibly hot.

"It should be a little hurt. Hey, I want to save face and suffer. If I said earlier that I can't do it, I should take it easy." Yin Nian sighed and frowned in confusion, "But I, I don't have any panacea with me."

The main reason is that she didn't dare to eat the panacea she made herself.

Lu Yaotao suddenly said cautiously: "Actually, it is not a pure dragon, but an artifact. The best artifacts are nourished with the master's blood, just like you used to raise golden scale knives. Why don't you give it Feed some blood?"

The blood from Yin Nian's injury flowed into the Golden Scale Knife, but it was all absorbed by the Golden Scale Knife.

"It makes sense!"

Yin Nian clapped his hands hard.

At the same time, Ruan Qin, who was still a little worried in the First Academy, couldn't help pacing back and forth. She was in a hurry, but Yuan Xin Sui was not in a hurry.

"What should I do?" Ruan Qin couldn't help but squeezed her hand tightly, "Why hasn't the news arrived yet? I use the communication Lingyu and no one cares about me."

Yin Nian is rushing to wash the dragon, how can he care about the communication spirit jade?

Yuan Xin Sui leisurely took a sip of tea.

"It's okay, she won't kill that dragon, she still has a bit of sense."

Ruan Qin: "..."

She suddenly sat down next to her with a headache, and said tiredly: "I'm not worried about this. Longzu has a very bad temper and a bad temper. The older he gets, the more weird his temper becomes. Otherwise, why do you think it hasn't recognized its master for so long?"

"A lot of Tianjiao tried to tame it and were injured, so I just gave up on those who tried to tame it without getting hurt."

Yuan Xin raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Then why didn't Ruan Qingjin take it down?"

In all fairness, Ruan Qingjin's talent and temperament are not bad, and she has endured hardships.

"Isn't it because of embarrassment!" Ruan Qin sighed, "Qingyu was just a purple spirit master at the time. Ancestor Long felt that she escaped from its grasp uninjured. For a whole month, no matter what you say, let her nourish her blood."

"The divine weapon is only truly recognized if it recognizes its owner with a drop of blood."

"But it has a bad temper, and Qing Yu, at that time, she wanted to become stronger, and Lan Yan was torturing her again. The First Academy was supported by her alone. How could there be a month to waste?"

For Long, a month is but a snap of his fingers.

But Ruan Qingjin didn't know when she would die, so she was restless. Seeing the attitude of Long Zuzong, her temper also came up.

"Just when Longzu softened his attitude a little bit, Qingyu didn't bother to deal with it, and went directly to the academy battle. At that time, Qingyu felt that he would not be able to reach the master of the king, so he simply didn't want to waste such a good artifact. Leave and leave it to posterity."

"It's just like that."

Ruan Qin rubbed her forehead and said in pain: "Yin Nian is definitely better at torturing the dragon than Qingyu. Ancestor Long's temper has come up. I don't care about you. If you don't bleed to admit the Lord, won't it be delayed again?"

"It..."

"Come on... ah..." Yin Nian dragged his voice, and while Ruan Qingjin was still worried, he directed La La and the others to each side, and opened Ancestor Long's big mouth.

"Open, open!"

"Open up!"

Yin Nian cut his hand, just dripped blood into it, "Take some supplements!"

Who knew that Ancestor Long used his tongue to push out her blood.

"Huo! I don't understand!"

Yin Nian frowned.

next moment.

She held its tongue straight with her whole hand, and put the other bloody hand.

Straight up the throat!

Ancestor Long suddenly felt all over.

Unable to control: "yue!"