I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 3 Meeting with the Lord
And the moment Shen Zhao came to America.

In San Francisco, in an office on the top floor of a commercial building.

On the wall, the eyes of a statue of a Panlong that seemed to be decorated suddenly glowed scarlet, and a young man with white hair and green clothes noticed it.

He said casually: "Holy Master, I have already found one talisman, please don't worry, I have asked Ah Fen and the others to get it."

But the statue ignored this person, his mind was a little confused at the moment, the child he sealed seemed to be born in his perception?

This shouldn't be, I clearly arranged that after the 300-year period, I can only be born if I fail, but now...
"Go, bring him here!" Ninja soldiers appeared next to the Lord, kneeling respectfully on one knee, and reintegrated into the shadows.

"Who are you bringing here? The spell is really coming soon." Varon said with a displeased face, obviously he thought the Holy Lord's goal was the spell.

"As long as you get back the twelve charms, then the treasure of the Golden Rooster King will always be yours." The Holy Master comforted him.

If he couldn't move now, he would have killed this greedy green-skinned dwarf in minutes, and he wouldn't listen to him.

"That's good." A satisfied smile appeared on Valon's face, as if he had already thought about the life of the corrupt rich in the future.

San Francisco, airport.

Shen Zhao came a little earlier than the plane, invisible, under the magic of passing through the wall, and now he is eating food bought at zero yuan at the gate of the airport.

There is no way, in the impression that Xiaoyu got off the plane, the first battle for spells began. He still doesn't know where the old man's antique shop is, so it is necessary to follow Xiaoyu.

The waiting time was long, just when Shen Zhao wanted to buy something for zero yuan.

Ninja soldiers around him came out of the shadows, holding ropes, handcuffs and other items in their hands, the meaning was already obvious.

Shen Zhao was taken aback, and took two steps forward, the eyes of those ninja soldiers followed his steps.

The crowd who came to pick up the plane noticed this scene one after another. They felt a little baffled, but they still retreated uniformly. After all, it is possible for these strangely dressed people to suddenly pull out their guns and shoot.

Shenzhao was silent. Sure enough, low-level magic is low-level magic. Even these ninjas can't hide it, they can only deceive ordinary people.

He thought for a moment, and a plan came to mind.

"The old guy asked you to come?" A smile appeared on Shen Zhao's face, and he simply didn't hide it.

Although I don't know how the Holy Master found out that he was born early, but before there was no conflict, this seemed to be an opportunity.

The surrounding ninja soldiers paused, seemingly not expecting Shen Zhao's reaction, and stopped moving for a while.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the ninja soldier in the front suddenly brightened scarlet, and Shen Zhao immediately felt a shocking sense of peeping.

It was as if some terrifying presence was watching him from the unknown.

Shen Zhao knew that now that the eyes of the Holy Master had descended, what he was facing was no longer that little ninja soldier, but the terrifying fire demon.

Looking back, it will take some time for the plane to land, but it is not needed now, Shen Zhao said directly: "Since you have come to invite me in person, let's go."

The ninja soldier paused again, as if the Q version of the devil dragon in front of him gave him too much surprise.

But the surrounding ninja soldiers did not stop, they put away the ropes in their hands, the ground was gradually rendered black, the gate to the shadow was opened, and they disappeared into the airport with Shen Zhao.

The surrounding crowd was a little rioted, this kind of special effect like a movie shocked them, and a kind of curiosity about the extraordinary spread in the field.

Of course, the impending chaos did not affect Shen Zhao's mood. He looked at the sand sculptures hanging on the wall with complicated eyes.

Alas, after traveling through this kind of thing, there will always be some emotion after meeting the Lord.

"Who is this?" Wa Long's voice sounded, he was looking at Shen Zhao who was not tall, and asked curiously.

But no one paid attention to him. The Holy Master hanging on the wall was silent for a while and said: "My child, I am very glad that you were born at this time, and enjoy the dominion of this world with me before the New Year comes."

"He is... your child?" Wa Long was startled. Could this stone statue also give birth to a baby?During the process, did the woman hang in the sky, or did she take him down and squat on the ground?

Shen Zhao cast a glance at the man, dragon language appeared in his mouth, and the magic wave at his fingertips flashed slightly, and Wa Long's mouth was sealed instantly.

His terrified Abba Abba seemed to be asking why he became dumb.

After dealing with this talkative guy, Shen Zhao turned his head to look at Shengzhu and shook his head and said, "Old guy, I don't see any hope for you to rule the future. In fact, you are hung here as an ornament, and the only power Also some weak ninja soldiers."

"This is only temporary. As long as the spells are complete, the whole world will surrender under my feet." The Holy Master flashed his scarlet eyes, and there was some hatred in his tone, as if yearning for all the betrayers to live after his resurrection. Not as good as dead scenes.

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Shen Zhao with an inexplicable light in his eyes: "My child Shen Zhao, you will help me, right?"

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, as if a certain mechanism in his body was triggered, and the scene of the devil at its peak and the evil deeds of human beings flashed again in his mind.

This old guy is still thinking about brainwashing, but the devil dragon in the anime was really driven by him for a period of time, and it should be related to these pictures.

Shen Zhao's eyes flickered slightly: "To be honest, I only saw your failure. Your brutal rule is no longer suitable for the current era."

Just as the Holy Master's gaze began to change, Shen Zhao continued: "But it's really meaningless for the world to be ruled by traitors like humans. I can help you find the spell, but I have conditions."

"What's the condition?" The Holy Master asked, although there is a gap between the current situation and the expected scene of bowing and worshiping, it is good to pass on what should be conveyed.

"Give me those weak ninja soldiers, and ten tons of gold." Shen Zhao pulled up Wa Long who had calmed down, and sat on his boss chair and said.

"You want my treasure?" The look in the Holy Master's eyes became dangerous.

As an evil dragon, what he values ​​most is territory and treasures. It is nonsense to give the treasure of the Golden Rooster King to Wa Long after finding the Twelve Talismans.

Wanting a dragon to spit out his treasure is no different than killing them.

"Hey, hey, old man, don't you still think it's the old society? What do you want to do now that you don't have money?" Shen Zhao said speechlessly while sitting on the boss chair.

Wa Long, who couldn't speak next to him, recognized this very much, and he nodded quickly and echoed it.

"If you don't want to, there's nothing you can do. You can be a statue here." Shen Zhao stood up and walked out.

The Holy Master didn't speak, but the scarlet eyes were flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, Shen Zhao felt a little upset when he saw the shadows gradually emerging around him: "Old guy, you should know that even the youngest demons are not comparable to these things."

"I'm coming, that's my willingness, I'm not willing, do you think these things can keep me?"

Saying that, a beam of flame light from Shenzhao's mouth crushed forward, and the shadow in front was instantly dispelled out of a passage.

(End of this chapter)