Feeding Jiao

After walking through the cemetery, and a few steps further in, there is a round altar.

This time there was no need for Jiao to say, Jinlong also felt something strange.

He was loved by heaven and earth, and he was very sensitive to aura. The altar seemed ordinary, but in fact it was undercurrent.

Jinlong blocked the Jiao behind him, squatted down, and covered the ground with his palms. In an instant, majestic spiritual power rushed into his body.The palm turned into a finger, and lightly poked towards the edge of the altar.Soon, the rock melted, revealing a deep hole.

They are located on the top of Yeyue Mountain, and the entrance of the cave goes down vertically, but everyone knows that it will never lead to the flat land of the imperial city, but connects to another realm.

"Let's go, stupid dragon." Jiao smiled, dangled one foot in the air, and retracted it again.If it is a mortal without mana, or a little demon with low mana, he will be smashed to pieces by the strong wind in an instant.

There was no light in the passage, and looking in, what I felt was deathly silence.

In a trance, Jiao seemed to see a phantom, covered with scars, half of his body was engulfed by the darkness in the depths, blood dripped down the arms that were held high, trying to reach the edge of the hole time and time again, but he couldn't go up again. Take half a step.

Life was exhausted, only a pair of eyes were amazingly bright.

"help me……"

Jiao took a few steps back abruptly, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

The golden dragon had already returned to its original form - he needed a strong dragon body to resist the strong wind, almost at the same moment when Jiao retreated, the golden dragon wrapped his tail around him.

Jiao fell down on the cold dragon scales, was hooked by his belt and turned half a circle.When he came back to his senses, he was surrounded by "Dragon Wall".

Jinlong put the Jiao on the inside, worried: "Xiao Yuan, are you alright?"

Jiao rubbed the corners of his eyes, and the thin scales on his forehead appeared again at some point.

He shook his head, signaling the dragon to let go of himself.

The clinker golden dragon still maintained its twisted posture, and only slightly turned its body towards the jiao. The golden scale armor glowed faintly in the sunlight, and the scales under its abdomen moved, slowly opening a hole in front of the jiao.

Black Flood Dragon: "..."

After a while, King Jiao hid under the belly of the dragon, lying on his side while maintaining his human form.

There was the sound of "soughing" wind, and the whole body was soaked in the smell of the dragon clan. King Jiao's complexion was deep, his eyes were empty, and his mind was filled with the whisper of the golden dragon, "If you are sleepy, I will sleep for a while, and I will call you when I arrive."

Jiao's body and mind are still in extreme turmoil. He is a big monster, sleeping all over the place, but he has never slept in the stomach of an enemy!

However, he stared at the golden dragon for a few seconds, dazed for a while, and then...he was nestled under the dragon's belly.

Jiao: "..."

I don't know how long it took, Jiao stared and slowly regained his senses.

——Actually, it’s quite comfortable under the belly of a dragon.

There was no strange smell on the stupid dragon who was obsessed with cleanliness, and he didn't lie - except for the jade slip, there was really... nothing under the dragon scales.

You must know that Jiao didn't believe it at first, how could there be no treasures on the only seedling of the Golden Dragon Clan?I am afraid that the treasures of the entire ethnic group are hidden in the belly of the dragon.However, with the facts before his eyes, he heard Jin Long's erratic voice outside: "Although I don't remember it, I have a vague feeling that only the most important things will be hidden in the stomach."

The black flood dragon hid inside, feeling more and more confusing about the world of dragons.

He leaned his ear against the soft and warm belly, and could still hear the strong beating of his heart.Stretching his neck, he could faintly see a ray of light from the gap between the dragon scales, and just about to speak, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

Jin Long protected his stomach and said solemnly: "You are still seriously injured, don't be hurt by Gang Feng."

Jiao: "..."

Inexplicably, a sentence that Jin Long once said came out of his head: "The dragon scales are closed, and external force cannot open them."

If Jinlong suddenly regained his memory and refused to open the scales, would he be trapped here to death?

Hei Jiao's face was serious, and he thought that he couldn't come in casually next time.

I jumped from the top of Yeyue Mountain and fell down for a long time, but I still haven't reached the bottom.The depth of the abyss is like the sky to the mortal world, coupled with the strong wind, going back and forth, the feeling is very uncomfortable.

Jin Long's voice was still full of air: "Xiao Yuan, are you asleep?"

Hei Jiao replied indifferently: "No." Even if the dragon's belly is warm, he will definitely not sleep peacefully.

Jin Long said: "It's almost here, the devilish energy is overflowing outside, after waiting, don't come out in a hurry."

"..." Hei Jiao was silent for a while, then slowly revealed the expression of a nightmare come true, and firmly refused: "No!"

After a pause, Jiao has already given a series of reasons: "I grew up here, and I am most familiar with the abyss. If I stay in it, I can't see anything, and I can't help anything. You alone, let alone the abyss. Wu Ganoderma lucidum is gone, I'm afraid it will take a lot of detours!"

Jin Long seemed to be persuaded by him.

Jiao patted the dragon's belly: "You have to listen to me about this matter."

Jin Long thought for a while, but in the end he didn't object.The light gold looked down at the abyss filled with black air under his feet, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.Although it has not really arrived, the keen inspiration has detected the ubiquitous crisis.

Hearing that Jinlong stopped talking, Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Jinlong had listened to his words.

Jiao turned over, bumped his head against the soft flesh of the dragon's belly, and realized belatedly: he was lying under the belly of the golden dragon, not through the belly of the dragon scales, but against the dragon's flesh. belly? !

"..."

In the darkness, Jiao's eyes lighted up, and he stretched out his hand tentatively, gently caressing the warm belly of the dragon.

Without the protection of the hard scales, this body of flesh is no longer invincible.

Just now, he was full of thoughts about what he should do when he was trapped by the dragon scales, but he forgot the most important point: in the current state, it seems... that he can tear apart the flesh without dragon scales more easily.

Greed flashed in Jiao's eyes, he licked his lips, couldn't help getting closer, his right hand turned into a pitch-black claw...

A few days ago, he kept looking for opportunities to sneak attack, but because of the gap in strength, he was hesitant to make a move.But now, Jinlong opened the scales towards him, and placed him on the softest abdomen, still resisting the wind outside, and had no time to distract himself from the movements of the most trustworthy person.

——The empty door is wide open, undefended.

This is a more favorable opportunity than ever before.

Although Jiao has failed several times on the road of eating dragons, but this time... I am afraid it is the closest to success.

Jiao opened his mouth, bit the soft meat on the dragon's belly, and grinded it several times with his teeth, but he didn't take a bite... After a while, he closed his eyes, and spat it out again.

They have already fallen into the abyss, and Wu Lingzhi has not been obtained yet, so he has a lot to rely on the golden dragon.

Even if he was sure that he had eaten the golden dragon, the chance of transforming into a dragon was very high, and he might be able to recover to his full cultivation immediately... But in the polar abyss, any uncertainty would endanger his life.

He tried so many ways to transform the dragon, but none of them were successful.

What if?

In case this golden dragon is also fancy but not useful, and he still fails to transform into a dragon and loses all his cultivation, then what awaits him will be a more terrifying dead end.

Forget it, let's send Jinlong to get the black ganoderma for him first.

Jiao curled his lips in frustration, settled down again, and had no choice but to retreat, and said softly, "I'll hide in after we get the black ganoderma lucidum, okay?"

Jin Long staggered a bit, and quickly stabilized his figure.

The strong wind seemed to tear the world apart.

Jin Long opened his eyes, letting the strong wind blow on the scales, his face was full of solemnity.

——The Jiao hiding under the belly is secretly kissing him again.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the wet tip of his tongue brushing against his skin, and the soft lips brushing past, making his heart beat rapidly for no reason.

The first scene I saw when I woke up from amnesia was the young man's limp body falling on his body.

Jiao said that he gave up the chance to transform into a dragon to save him. He also said that they are close brothers... He was dubious at first, until he woke up several times and saw the other party secretly kissing him. After secretly kissing his waist and abdomen, he finally understood.

This bad-tempered Jiao seems to like him.

He thought he was doing it very covertly, but in fact he saw through it all.

He would get angry because he didn't remember him, would panic about being left behind, and even sneak up on him when he wasn't looking.

Jinlong's eyes flashed softly.

That's fine too.

Even with bitter words in his mouth, he has a bad temper, but those little gestures of intimacy can't be faked.

Although he didn't know what happened to him and Jiao before he lost his memory, and he didn't know what he wanted when he had the memory, but at this moment, he had accepted this big monster that approached him cautiously.

The golden dragon moved its tail, and hid the Jiao more solidly, blocking the biting wind outside.

After falling to the bottom, I came to a canyon again. The black flood dragon jumped out from under the belly of the dragon. Looking forward, I saw two walls standing between each other, leaving only a very narrow passage in the middle. .

Jiao took a deep breath, and the majestic demonic energy penetrated into his body along every inch of his skin. The world seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. All he could see were a few crooked dead trees in the gray mist, and scattered stones. On the ground, yellowed weeds with half-curved stems.

After so many years, this ghost place is still as dilapidated as ever.

He wrinkled his nose slightly, and could smell a strange smell in the air.

Even the smell didn't change.

There was a dragon chant next to his ear, and when he raised his head, he saw Jin Huanghuang's big tail swooping down towards him, and it coiled into a ball in an instant.The scorching dragon's breath blowing on his body made him tense up uncontrollably.

Jin Long quickly let go of him, turned into a human form and sniffed at him, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Your cultivation base is damaged, your breath is insufficient, and you are easy to be targeted by monsters. That's no problem."

Jiao, who was tainted with the breath of the dragon clan, pursed his lips, nodded calmly and said, "I understand."

At this moment, he exudes a powerful aura that belongs to the golden dragon, and he almost has three big characters "not to be messed with" written on his face. Let alone a monster, even a demon king has to weigh his ability.

But... there is only one golden dragon left in the world, even a big monster like him who is obsessed with cultivation has heard of it... How does this make him explain the second golden dragon that appeared out of nowhere?

After amnesia, Jinlong, who has completely forgotten the status quo of the ethnic group, naturally does not know this.

I hope this place will be closed all the year round, as long as I don't meet a big monster who can distinguish the smell of dragons, it should still be able to scare...

As Long Jiao stepped into the crevice of the canyon, Jin Long didn't notice Jiao's complicated mood, and said: "There is a barrier ahead, we can only walk across it."

Jiao calmed down, and the moment they stepped into the narrow path, everything seemed to be hidden in a thick fog.

As soon as his hands became hot, Jinlong's voice came from beside his ears: "Holding."