"Why, you feel this way too?!" When he heard what he said, the expression of the Black Scale Demonic Dragon suddenly became serious. Suddenly, an idea flashed in Guan Heng's mind, and he immediately shouted: "I remembered, It’s a huge grotto in Longhe Bay!”
"That's right." Qing Huang also said: "We met the dying Silkworm Dragon there. Looking back now, its appearance is 90% similar to that of Senior Mo Lin."
"Have you ever seen a silkworm dragon that was dying?!" Hearing this, the soul of the black-scaled demon dragon was shaken, and then he hurriedly asked: "Tell me, how is it now? Is it dead or alive?"
Guan Heng said at this time: "I remember that Silkworm Dragon said that the reason why he lived in seclusion in Longhe Bay was to avoid disaster."
"Yes, it said that many years ago, it encountered a very difficult and powerful enemy. Although it kept avoiding the opponent and did not want to fight with it, it was still seriously injured in the end."
Qinghuang continued: "Canlong doesn't remember the specific time, but at that time Longhe Bay was still a swampy land."
"At that time, Silkworm Dragon was too weak and its soul had been separated from its physical body. Thanks to us, we had obtained a dragon egg before that. Silkworm Dragon decided to absorb the spiritual energy from the egg when it was hatched."
Guan Heng recalled the scene at that time, and then continued: "It said that these spiritual energy can be absorbed by oneself to supplement the lack of blood and restore physical strength."
"Sure enough, it's it...Oh, this child suffered so much."
After hearing their words, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon couldn't help but raise its head and let out a mournful cry. This sound continued to echo in the alien beast tomb. No matter who listened to it, there would be a sense of sorrow. The two people present , even the sword-maned lion next to him became curious, knowing that there must be a hidden secret.
Guan Heng couldn't help but ask at this moment: "Senior, do you have anything to do with Canlong?"
"Relationship? Yes, he, he is my youngest child." The Black Scale Demonic Dragon sighed, and then told the whole story of the incident.
Thousands of years ago, the ability of the ancient demon dragon races to reproduce offspring was extremely low. As the number of offspring continued to decrease over the years, each race broke the rules and began to intermarry with each other to increase the chance of reproduction.
The Black Scale Demonic Dragon has four wives from different ethnic groups. Among them, the one with whom it has the best relationship is the Dragon Wife of the Silkworm Dragon Clan.
It is a pity that the Silkworm Dragon Lady only left one heir for it, and she passed away in a hurry due to a huge change. Missing the benefits of his wife, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon devoted himself to raising his young son until the Silkworm Dragon came of age.
In ancient times, the demon dragon clan had a particularly special relationship with the Five Elements God, with good times and bad times. However, the black scale demon dragon clan was a close friend of the fire god Zhu Rong. They helped each other many times, so they also received gifts from Zhu Rong.
Since then, the race of the Black Scale Demonic Dragon has had the ability to withstand some of the power of the original fire, especially the "dragon head" part. Even if it is repeatedly burned by the flames, it is not damaged at all, and they are therefore known in the world. All beasts are given the title of "fire-avoiding dragon".
However, the good times did not last long. The Five Elements God disappeared for no reason, and Zhu Rong naturally no longer appeared in front of the dragons. At that time, a long-awaited rebellion broke out within the demon dragon clan. Some evil forces colluded with the scum to massacre the clan. Ethnicity led to the decline and fall of the demon dragon clan.
During the fierce battle, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon was separated from his young son, the Silkworm Dragon. Until the day it died, it never saw the Silkworm Dragon again.
"Oh, I didn't expect that after a thousand years after my death, I could actually learn about the child of Silkworm Dragon again, and it didn't die. This is really great. My two benefactors, please accept the old dragon's respect-"
As soon as the Black Scale Demonic Dragon finished speaking, it immediately lowered its body and knelt on the ground with its head. It said in its mouth: "Thanks to the righteousness of you two, the descendants of my dragon clan can survive. This is really a great kindness. I, I really There is no repayment!"
"Don't dare, don't dare." Guan Heng and Qing Huang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "We just happened to save them. It's a trivial matter."
"No, to you two, this may be just a small act of kindness, but to my demon dragon clan, it is a great favor."
The black-scaled demon dragon quickly raised his head and said: "Two benefactors, I am grateful that the child can live. So be it, no matter what your request is, I will definitely comply with it, old dragon."
"Well..." Qing Huang smiled slightly at this moment: "Senior, could you please move a few feet back? Because the little bird next to me seems to be afraid of your dragon power, and I'm afraid of scaring it."
"Oh, sorry, sorry, that's fine. I'll give it a bit of my breath as a gift."
The black-scaled demonic dragon immediately blew his breath onto the three-legged bird. The little guy slowed down his head. When he looked at the other person again, there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he flapped his wings and flew around the demonic bird. The dragon soul body flew in a circle and made a cheerful chirping sound.
"Wow, a three-legged white-feathered bird with the aura of a demonic dragon, doesn't it become a monster?" Guan Heng looked a little dumbfounded, but Qinghuang blinked at him: "What does this have to do with it? Senior Mo Lin is willing to do it anyway. .”
"Yes, it's just a little bit of fun, hehehe." Because he knew that his child was safe and sound, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon felt a little happy that he couldn't find Bei at the moment, and he was speechless.
Guan Heng said: "Senior, I told you before that we came here to find a tool that can hold flint. Do you have any good ideas?"
"Oh, that's it."
Hearing this, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon immediately said happily: "The old dragon has a demonic dragon skull, which can keep the power of the blazing original fire at normal temperature without losing the spiritual energy. I can give it to you two. Anyway, my The physical body has been annihilated long ago, and there is no use in keeping those bones, even if they are taken away."
"In that case, we are very grateful." After discussing with the Black Scale Demonic Dragon, the other party immediately led them to the place where his bones were piled, and pulled out a huge dragon skull several feet high from inside.
"Huh?! Ancestor, this, this seems a bit too big, right?" The sword-maned lion muttered from the side: "How do you let people take it away?"
"Stupid little lion, do you think this ancestor has not considered this problem?" The Black Scale Demonic Dragon snorted coldly: "I have already thought of the solution, but it only requires the help of Guan Heng and Miss Qinghuang. "
"Haha, since we are going to use this thing, we definitely didn't ask for help." Guan Heng said with a smile: "Senior, if you have any requests, just ask them."
"Well, first of all, Miss Qinghuang, I noticed that your blade is emitting a cold air. I wonder if you can release the freezing breath?"
"Of course." After hearing this, Qinghuang pulled out the Lotus Blade and said, "Please tell me, what should I do?"
"Release the extremely cold breath and freeze the old dragon's skull." chapter;
