I'm the Dragon Rolling Beast

After a brief silence, the Black Dragon King looked at Jian Fengming with his huge dragon eyes, opened and closed his mouth twice, and said in an unquestionable tone, "My son's dragon is characterized by dragon horns."

Dragon Horn?

Jian Fengming's gaze turned slightly, and landed on the heads of the round black and white balls sitting on the summoning platform.

I saw that the fluffy and fine white fur on the head of this little animal indeed hides two small white bumps with thicker thumbs.

It's just that the bulge is too small, and the color and coat color are too uniform. If you don't look carefully, you can hardly see it.

This is too inconspicuous compared to the huge black crystal-like dragon horns on the head of the Black Dragon King at the entrance of the cave.

The Black Dragon King spoke in a timely manner, majestic and firm, "My son is young."

It's hard for Jian Fengming to imagine that this little beast will grow up in the future, and the dragon's horn will grow into a white coral with teeth and claws.

Yan Chuan sitting on the stone platform: ...

He is not young, he became an adult last year!

The black dragon clearly knew that this human being just disliked him as a 'little dragon cub'.

Why are you still trying to sell him to this human being?

Yan Chuan became more and more confused about the current situation. He shook his heavy and dizzy head, and slowly fell down on his stomach.

After he came out of the dragon's lair, his head became more and more uncomfortable, and so did his body.

It's as if there is an inexplicable force tearing, a little painful and a little irritable, and it's about to split.

The Black Dragon King lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the little black and white beast limp into a ball of blankets, a hint of worry flashed in the huge dragon's eyes.

The little beasts that unfortunately fell from the cracks in time and space were generally extremely lacking in mental strength.

It's okay when you're in the dragon's lair, but it won't last long, and it will get worse when you get out of the dragon's lair.

It is necessary to find a donor who can supply enough mental power as soon as possible, otherwise it will become weaker and weaker until death.

The human spirit in front of him is very overflowing, and he is the best candidate to save this poor little beast.

But it's just that human beings have inertial thinking that makes dragons irritated!

Just because the first few were dragons, over the years human beings have always believed that the dragon race is the most suitable to devour the phantom beasts overflowing with huge spiritual power!

What the hell cognition!

What does this have to do with physical form?

Any small beast that unfortunately falls from the cracks in time and space will have a huge appetite, and you can count on it if you can't eat enough!

Just like his fourth son, Ao Si, whose original body was a little hamster.

It's not the same as eating a victorious general on the human battlefield to death.

The Black Dragon King was quite anxious, and his cold eyes swept towards the people standing below.

"Human, I allow you to touch my son's dragon horn."

If you delay any longer, I will throw you out, Old Dragon!

Hearing what the Black Dragon King said, Yan Chuan slightly tilted his head resting on the front bear's palm, and glanced at the human standing beside him.

With this glance, Yan Chuan suddenly bumped into the man's inorganic eyes.

Yan Chuan has a good impression of human beings, and that's mainly because the nannies and nannies at the XX base all take them as national treasures, give them food, drink, play, and check-ups, and the eyes they look at are infinitely doting.

Whenever he saw a wild rolling beast, it was like seeing a big baby, and his expression could fly with excitement.

When he sneaked into the XX base temporarily by pretending to be sick, he was not treated very well.

And this person's eyes were cold and terrifying, indifferent and calm, like... a machine?

terrible!

Yan Chuan, who was lying on the ground, trembled, got up and was about to run.

There is still a difference between humans and humans!

The inexplicably growing dragon horns on his head must not be touched by this person!

As soon as he pulled it by himself, he was stunned by the pain. If he squeezed it for this person, all the dragon's horns would come out!

However, at this moment, Yan Chuan was feeling uncomfortable all over, and his movements were not as quick as when he was in the dragon's lair.

After just a few moves, his feet became weak, and he fell to the bottom of the stone platform with his head crooked and sullen.

The Black Dragon King was startled, and flicked his tail to pick it up.

It's just the small body of this little beast that hasn't absorbed the spiritual power yet.

It was originally a big glutinous rice ball with a hole in it, but after a fall, all the hole was leaked!

However, the Black Dragon King is now with the dragon's head out, and the dragon's body and tail are all in the dragon's lair, and the ground is shaking, but it's not fast enough.

Fortunately, Jian Fengming who was standing by the side reacted extremely quickly.

The arm almost formed a phantom, and it caught the black and white round ball at the same time it tilted down.

Soft, fluffy, smooth and warm to the touch, very comfortable.

However, it is also obvious that compared with the strong and powerful body structure of the Dragon Clan in the records, it seems too weak.

Perhaps, as the ancient book says, a dragon has nine sons, and the sons are different, and the one who grows up like this is also a dragon.

He shouldn't doubt whether this little beast is a real dragon.

However, even if this little beast is the seventh son of the Dragon King, it should be a little beast that should be cared for.

You shouldn't take the risk of overflowing his powerful mental power.

Jian Fengming made up his mind more and more, and did not intend to take this little beast away.

Dizzy and falling, Yan Chuan subconsciously slapped four bears together to hug something that could be hugged in front of him.

However, his body was uncomfortable, and his movements were uncoordinated. The two front slaps hugged him, but the back two bear slaps fell, dangling between Jian Fengming's hands.

Jian Fengming took advantage of the situation to catch the little beast, and raised the two bear's palms on the back of the little beast.

Yan Chuan scratched the man's palm with lingering fear.

Although I have fallen from climbing trees before, it is also very good to survive when I am unwell.

Jian Fengming stared at the thick, bulging black and white hair ball lying in his hands, and froze for a while.

In the end, he moved his hands expressionlessly, touched the little beast's big round head comfortingly, and rubbed it twice rhythmically.

The newborn dragon's horns were still uncomfortable, and there was still a faint pain when touched.

Yan Chuan raised his front palm and grabbed the man's hand, trying to prevent this palm from touching his dragon's horn rashly.

And at this moment, Yan Chuan felt something slip into the man's horn along the palm of his hand.

His dragon horn was like a lightning rod struck by lightning, with a strong sore and numb feeling rushing straight to his head, sweeping away all the discomfort just now.

Yan Chuan's head was no longer heavy or dizzy, and his body was no longer torn and uncomfortable.

Simply comfortable and refreshing!

So, the Black and White Yuan Tuanzi who was lying in Jian Fengming's hand snorted, and the bear palm on the back of the pulling man's hand stopped, holding the back jiojio comfortably against the man's palm, and swinging it freely.

At the same time, Jian Fengming also felt his overflowing spiritual power, and as his palm touched the position of the dragon horn, it rushed into the little beast's body crazily, and the speed was not much worse than the speed at which his spiritual power overflowed .

Jian Fengming was startled, he was very aware of the strength of his overflowing spiritual power.

Therefore, even with the permission of the Black Dragon King to touch the horn of the little beast, in order to prevent the little beast from being hurt, he quickly withdrew his palm, trying to block the little beast from absorbing his overflowing spiritual power.

Sensing Jian Fengming's movement, Yan Chuan suddenly became excited, stretched out his two bear palms in front of him, and hugged the back of the man's hand, preventing Jian Fengming's palm from withdrawing, and pressed the man's hand on his head. .

As a result, a more comfortable and refreshing feeling spread throughout his body, and Yan Chuan rubbed against the palm of the person with his eyes dazed.

That state is no less than a cat hugging catnip.

Jian Fengming couldn't withdraw his finger, and quickly lowered his head to look at the small beast like a thick woolen glove on his arm.

At this time, the black and white fine fur on the little beast's body exploded slightly, and its figure was surprisingly round and fluffy!

This state seemed to be blown away by his overflowing mental power!

He absolutely didn't want to see the little beast he summoned, with a bloody look.

Although Jian Fengming was still expressionless, he was already shocked.

Immediately, he swung his arm, trying to shake off the round little beast that was caught on his arm.

However, the little beast was firm.

Under Jian Fengming's vigorous shaking, he failed to shake the little beast off.

And this little ball-like beast raised its round head buried in his arm under his strong swing.

The small blurred eyes in the big dark circles did not feel the pain of being burst from too much mental energy, but also slightly accused and complained.

Jian Fengming: ...

Things seem a little different from what he imagined?

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