Feeding Jiao

"Ho..."

In the darkness, there was a voice coming from deeper.

Jiao felt that the touch covering his hands had changed.The hard dragon claws shook slightly, and then the light in the hole flickered, illuminating a black shadow in the left front corner.

Jiao glanced at Jinlong and walked forward slowly.

When he saw what it was, his face changed slightly, and he stopped in his tracks - he had imagined that the situation of the dragon would not be very good, but he never expected that it would be so tragic.

The "dragon" exposed to the white light is coiled together, revealing half of the soft fleshy body. The dragon's body is covered with large and small irregular pit marks, and the roots of the remaining scales can be vaguely seen.

Jiao lowered his head and noticed a few dragon scales scattered around his feet, with black blood stains on the roots, and said disgustedly: "How did you make it look like this?"

Jin Long said: "The food is too miscellaneous, the accumulated poison is too heavy, and finally it becomes a strange disease."

Jiao eyes flashed.

Is this the end of the demon that Jinlong often talks about?But after thinking about it, Jinlong took him into the Dragon Clan prison, was it just to show him the miserable condition of this "sick dragon"?

Jinlong took a step forward, pointed to the long strip of carrion that was motionless on the ground, and said indifferently: "Xiaoyuan, if you continue to eat and drink like this, maybe sooner or later you will be like him."

Jiao: "You cursed me?"

Jinlong motioned him to look at the dragon horn.

The "dragon" on the ground did have horns, but the horn walls are uneven, which is even more unpleasant than the half-formed broken horns of King Jiao today.

Jinlong asked him to pay attention to the scales that were about to fall off the "dragon".It is said that dragon scales are extremely hard, but the roots of these "dragon" scales are not firmly grown, and most of them are half-hanging on the flesh.

……

Jiao gritted his teeth. If he was Jiao body at this time, he probably couldn't help but close his scales tightly.

Jin Long took Jiao's hand at the right time, determined not to provoke him anymore, and patted him on the back comfortingly.

Jiao turned his head and asked, "Are you deliberately deceiving me?"

Jin Long was taken aback, and asked back: "When did I ever lie to you?"

Jiao pointed out coldly: "Isn't it just the latest thing?"

First, he concealed the matter of recovering his memory, and then he made wooden fish pattern carvings, and he didn't have time to settle them properly.This stupid dragon actually pretended like nothing happened?

Jinlong: "..."

Although everything has been exposed recently, he shouldn't have let this preoccupied King Jiao suffer, right?He thought for a while, and quickly regained his composure.

——The matter has developed so far, and in many matters, it is easier to expose the matter with a thick skin.

Jiao, who didn't know that his temper had been figured out long ago, sneered at Jinlong's avoidance and said, "I thought you were going to show me some powerful character, but it turned out to be just a half-dead ugly dragon. Maybe he made a mistake in his practice and was dragged by you to scare me?"

He looks like a dragon, but unfortunately his appearance is too shabby.After careful identification, it seems that the color of the dragon scale is slightly golden in the dark, which is not surprising.

"He was transformed by the golden flood dragon." The golden dragon said quietly.

Jiao: "..."

Jin Jiao?

Jin Long said: "Jin Jiao can't transform into a golden dragon, even if he succeeds, he will only be a motley dragon."

Jiao: "..."

The lies told when one gets carried away are naturally not so perfect.Before that, he also lied to him that the Golden Dragon was transformed by the Golden Flood Dragon, but now that he thinks about it, that is simply nonsense and has no basis.

The only thing to blame is that Jinlong is extremely treacherous, pretending to be amnesia is so perfect that he doesn't even bother to bother telling lies.

While the two were talking, the "dragon" on the ground slowly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

"Who?"

Although Dragon Jiao used the technique of concealment, the Golden Dragon made the cave as bright as day, and it was obvious that he didn't intend to hide any longer.

Jiao simply showed his figure.

The sick dragon's face suddenly changed: "It turned out to be a dragon."

Jiao looked him up and down again, smelled it, and sure enough, the stench came from the sick dragon.

The sick dragon moved his body, as if he wanted to stand up.However, with just this weak movement, the residual scales on his body fell to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..."

Even Jiao, seeing this situation, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.The pain of pulling out the scales has always been unbearable, and usually his scales are slightly damaged, which can make him very angry, but the sick dragon in front of him is fine, and the scales fall off like rain.

Indeed... disgusting enough.

Even though he has no cleanliness, he still feels a little uncomfortable, as if the scales are also hurting.

The sick dragon looked at Jiao's undisguised disgust, and was not angry. His voice was low and hoarse: "It's been a long time since I saw the same clan, and those golden dragons finally sent a decent monster."

His eyes were cloudy, he stared straight at Jiao, and said slowly:

"The body of a dragon is close to the body, and the cultivation base is not shallow."

Jiao's eyelids twitched, and he sneered quickly: "Why, do you want to eat me?"

Sick Dragon took a step forward, his body staggered with rolled up soft flesh, but the greedy look in his eyes was extremely firm.

This look is very familiar, it is exactly the same as the look of the black flood dragon devouring monsters in the past.

But if it was him who was looked at by this kind of eyes, the taste would not be so good.

Jiao said: "My deity heard that there is a dragon eating dragon imprisoned in Lingshan, so I came in to have a look, but looking at you, it looks like you are about to die, it's really boring."

"Hey!" The sick dragon let out a rough panting sound, raised its head and stretched out its body, revealing most of its body covered with "meat pits" in an instant, the soft flesh without dragon scales, covered with dark blood scabs, There was a faint stench.

"A mere little jiao dares to go so far. Although I have a strange disease, I am still a real dragon." The sick dragon's voice was rough and his tone was slow, and he approached the jiao step by step. Let me eat it, so as not to suffer from the pain of tearing flesh."

Jiao looked at his body covered in pits and blood, frowned slightly, and glanced at Jinlong from the corner of his eye...He thought, if I really want to fight, I don't know if Jin Ming dares to entangle himself with this pus-covered man. Bloody rotten dragons scuffling together?

Thinking of his virtues that he would not touch in the slightest, he probably will have to rely on himself then.

Jiaoxiu is in full swing, and he really wants to study this "Jiao" who has successfully transformed into a dragon. After making up his mind, he took the lead.

However, although the sick dragon is in poor health, he is a great monster who can eat the dragon and transform into a dragon. When the two confronted each other, they did not lose the wind.

Jiao maintained his human form and was extremely fast, dodging several blows from the sick dragon one after another.Clapping his palms to the dragon's back, the moment he was about to touch, his palms turned into claws, and the sharp black armor pierced into the pit of flesh.The sick dragon rolled to the ground with a scream, raised its tail before falling to the ground, and hit Jiao's shoulder blade hard.

Jiao's body was covered with black scales, this blow did not hurt him except for the pain.Looking at the wound on the sick dragon's body, Jiao grinned and said, "Without the scales, what's the difference between you and those meat worms? For thousands of years, you stayed in this ghostly place with no aura and no way to cultivate. What can be improved?"

After finishing speaking, a sharp blade appeared in his hand and he held it up high.

However, the sharp blade moved mid-air, but was stopped by a force of energy.

Damn stupid dragon, want to fight against him again?

Jiao looked away, feeling his right hand being completely grasped, and then the softness of silk fabric covered it.

The man with golden eyes lowered his head and stared at Jiao's hand. His five pale fingers were stained with dark blood, which was particularly shocking.

With a sullen face, Jin Long gently pushed this hand into his embrace——Jiao suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes.

When he calmed down and looked around again, he realized that the two of them were no longer in the sick dragon's cave.

Jiao: "What are you doing? It's only a little bit close, I can subdue it by a little bit!"

"The pus and blood he bleed out is highly poisonous, and the scales may fall off if it is contaminated." Jin Long grabbed Jiao's finger and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief.

Jiao was taken aback, "Scale off?"

Jinlong nodded.

Jiao frowned and urged: "Then wipe it quickly."

Jinlong smiled.

Jiao felt displeased, his ears felt hot for no reason, and he couldn't help it: "I didn't ask him anything just now!"

"Seeing is enough." Jin Long continued without raising his eyelids, "I read the file and found out that after he ate the beast, he did have a period of prestige. However, within half a year, he suddenly It disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already the ghostly appearance just now."

Jiao asked: "Where are your files hidden? Why didn't I find them in the library?"

Jin Long: "It's the Library Pavilion on the main mountain. If you want to go, follow me up the mountain next time."

Jiao rolled his eyes, answered "It's a deal," and urged Jinlong to continue.

"The small land of Qigu used to be populated by twelve dragons, but they suddenly disappeared overnight; the nearby monsters, big and small, were also hollowed out of their inner alchemy one after another. It happened that my grandmother was passing by and ran into this, so I knew which one it was. What Jin Jiao did."

Jiao asked, "So you brought him here?"

Jin Long nodded: "You asked me just now, as long as you are a dragon, you can leave here by reciting a few incantations, but he has been trapped for many years and cannot escape..." He paused, shook his head and said: "That's because If you want to transform into a dragon on the right path, there will be problems sooner or later. Since he got sick, he has become a monster between dragons and floods."

Jiao digested the information in Jinlong's words, and said after a long time: "That may be a problem with his cultivation method, or it may be that he was born with this disease. How can you be sure that it has something to do with eating demons?"

Jin Long stopped talking.

Jiao glanced at him: "Why don't you continue talking?

Jin Long sighed: "Xiaoyuan..."

Jiao looked back at him: "You brought me here just to let me take a look, so that I can give up eating demons and honestly double cultivate with you?"

Even if there are endless troubles after eating the demon, he wouldn't want to subdue others...to do such a shameful thing for the sake of turning into a dragon girl, right?At that time, it will be spread that he is the majestic master of Jiao Palace, what face does he have to continue to run rampant.

Jiao felt inexplicably upset, and said in a bad mood: "If I have to try it? You also said that it did succeed in transforming a dragon, but something went wrong later on."

Jin Long: "When something goes wrong, it will be too late."

Jiao glanced at him: "Since dual cultivation is so effective, if I really suffer from the same strange disease as it, then it shouldn't be too late for us to dual cultivation again."

Jinlong: "..."

"At that time, you won't dislike this deity, will you?" Jiao raised his eyebrows and asked intentionally, thinking about the appearance of the sick dragon.

Jinlong recalled the beautiful scales of the black dragon, and based on the "rotten dragon" just now, imagined the appearance of the dragon when it lost its scales... This... I'm afraid that if he entangles himself, he will scrape off a pile of residual scales .

He seemed to be stimulated by the picture in his mind, but his face was calm, and he asked, "Why?"