Yin Nian looked at the greatly changed disciples from the Dark Territory and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the red dragon.
Isn’t Longzuzong excited?
After hearing these words, don’t you want to witness this important moment of returning to No. 1 with her?
The tip of Dragon Ancestor's tail didn't even move.
Yin Nian was amazed in his heart: "You are indeed the dragon I have chosen! He is really calm!"
Yin Nian just smiled.
He saw that the very excited young man was pushed away by the people next to him and was a little unsteady. He subconsciously pressed a hand on the red dragon who was sitting next to him and remained motionless.
Like a grass leaning against a tree.
But the hill-like red dragon was gently supported by this person, and it fell to the side like a dull piece of wood. The dust flew up with a bang, and it fell to the ground motionless.
Yin Nian: "??"
"Yo!" Only then did Granny Lin and others notice the red dragon. When they went around to take a look, Granny Lin was furious and yelled, "Who is it!"
"Which ruthless Yakuza did you do this to the last dragon in the world? The whole dragon is swollen! The head is swollen into a swollen head! The middle is concave and the two sides are convex. This is a dragon that will make you dizzy!"
Yin Nian: "..."
Granny Lin touched Long Zu's big cheek.
"Hey, it must have been fainting for a while. The board it was sitting on just now was silent. What are you doing? Are you so indifferent to us? You don't even know how to scream. Yin Nian, this is yours. Dragon? Do you know what’s going on?”
Yin Nian: "..."
She shouldered the entire dragon, "What about that? I'll take him to recuperate first. Let's get ready. Gather the Purple Spirit Master, the Golden Spirit Master, and the King Master, especially those who have learned spiritual arts. People, let them prepare.”
Saying that, Yin Nian ran away with Long on his back with a guilty conscience.
While running, he was confused: "Isn't it said that Longdu is physically strong?"
"Why did you collapse just after you got too hot? It's really a powerful artifact, right?"
Yin Nian sighed.
After leading Long Zu all the way, I saw that his body was covered in dust. I wanted to soak the dirt on him, so I simply took him to a huge mountain col and looked at a huge river that appeared in front of him.
Yin Nian reluctantly compared it and said, "Okay, just this river, I can barely take a dip."
As he spoke, Yin Nian grabbed the dragon ancestor's tail and rinsed it down like a dragon upside down. He hummed and shook the whole thing, scrubbing and shaking off all the dust on his body.
The entire river surged, as if some monster was about to burst out of it.
"Why doesn't it wake up?" Lala, who was squatting next to him, asked in surprise, "Isn't it enough to wash it with cold water? Is it injured?"
Yin Nian lifted Long Zu out and put his hand on Long Zu's swollen area.
piping hot.
"She must be a little injured. Hey, I want to save face and suffer. If I had said that I couldn't do it earlier, I would have taken it easy." Yin Nian sighed and frowned in confusion, "But I, I don't have any elixir with me."
Mainly because she didn't dare to take the elixir she made herself.
Lu Yaotao suddenly said cautiously: "Actually, it is not a pure dragon, but an artifact. The best artifacts are nourished by the essence and blood of the owner. Just like you raised the golden scale knife before, why not give it to it?" Give me some blood?"
When Yin Nian was injured, his blood 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 but pace back and forth. She was anxious, but Yuan Xin was not anxious anymore.
"What should I do?" Ruan Qin couldn't help but squeeze her hand, "Why hasn't the news come through yet? I used the Communication Lingyu and no one paid attention to me."
Yin Nian is busy washing the dragon, so why should he care about the communication jade?
Yuan Xinsuizui took a leisurely sip of tea.
"It's okay. She won't kill the dragon. She still has some sense of proportion."
Ruan Qin: "..."
She suddenly sat down next to her with a headache, and said tiredly: "I'm not worried about this. Dragon Ancestor has a very bad temper and a bad temper. The older he gets, the weirder his temper becomes. Otherwise, why do you think it hasn't recognized its master for so long?"
"There have been many geniuses who have tried to tame it and were injured. Only Qingyu fought under its hand with all its beard and tail and was not injured."
Yuan Xinsui raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Then why didn't Ruan Qingju take it down?"
To be fair, Ruan Qingju's talent and temperament are not bad, and he can endure hardships.
"It's not because he became angry out of embarrassment!" Ruan Qin sighed, "Qingju was just a purple spirit master at that time. The Dragon Ancestor thought she was not hurt so he escaped from its clutches. He was happy and unhappy at the same time. He was so finicky that it embarrassed Qingju. For a whole month, I refused to let her nourish her blood."
"Only when the artifact is recognized as its owner by dripping blood can it be truly recognized."
"But it happened to have a bad temper, and as for Qingju, she wanted to become stronger at that time, and Lan Yan was torturing her. The First Academy relied on her alone to support it. How could there be a waste of month after month?"
For Long, a month is just a blink of an eye.
But Ruan Qingjuan didn't know when she would die and was restless. Seeing Long Ancestor's attitude, her temper also rose.
"Just when Longzu softened his attitude a little, Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went directly to fight in the academy battle. At that time, Qingyu felt that she couldn't reach the king's master, so she simply didn't waste such a good artifact. It happened to be Leave it to future generations."
"It's just like this."
Ruan Qin rubbed his forehead and said painfully: "Yin Nian is definitely better at tossing the dragon than Qingju. If the Dragon Ancestor gets angry, he will care about you, but he won't shed his blood to recognize his master. Wouldn't that mean we have to drag him down again?" ?”
"It..."
"Come on... ah..." Yin Nian drawled his voice, and while Ruan Qingjuan was still worried, he directed La La and each of them to open Long Ancestor's big mouth.
"Open up, open up!"
"Open wider!"
Yin Nian cut his hand and just dripped blood into it, "Take some tonic!"
Who knew that Long Zuzong would subconsciously use his tongue to push out her blood.
"Huo! Ignorance!"
Yin Nian frowned and flicked Ancestor Long's forehead, "Little naughty~"
next moment.
She held its tongue straight with her whole hand, and held the bloody hand with her other hand.
The blood flowed deep into the throat, all the way to the stomach.
Long Zuzong was shocked.
Unable to control: "yUe!"
