Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

Carlo's body leaned forward and instantly crushed the carved door to the ground. Just by looking at his huge body, he could feel a wave of fear. Its body had completely covered the sky above, and its huge black wings were fully unfolded. , the entire castle was hidden in his shadow, his head was drooping, and finally he was completely lying on the grass, his tail was waving in the air at will, bringing bursts of crackling sounds, and the chaotic and noisy panic of the surrounding humans Mixed together, the black dragon's huge pupils slowly looked at the little dragon, and a dull sound came out from his throat, intersecting with the thunder in the sky.

Long Ming felt that he was gently rubbed by the big black dragon, and he sat unsteadily on the grass. Carlo's scales were extremely cold, and it was cool to rub against his body.

"It's okay, Carlo." Knowing that Dalong was comforting himself, Long Ming stood up and looked at Satan and Princess Yilu who both fainted. He felt a little impulsive, but he didn't regret it.

It is estimated that people from the Temple of Light will come soon. After all, a dragon appeared in the center of the imperial capital in broad daylight. This news should shock both ordinary people and priests in the Temple of Light.

"Carlo, Paw."

The black dragon stretched out its claws obediently.

"Satan, put it in your hands." Long Ming thought that this little young master must never fall into the hands of that unscrupulous couple again. He walked up to Yilu, his movements were not so gentle, and he directly threw it into the hands of the black dragon. in the paws.

"Let's go to the back mountain."

The black dragon let out a low cry, and grabbed the little dragon in his hands, but he rushed to the back mountain in a short time. Carlo saw Oreo at a glance from high above. He leaned down, opened his mouth, and sprayed the dragon directly. Resting on the magician fighting with Oreo.

Oreo stepped back quickly to the side of the black dragon, his eyes skipped over the little dragon, and when he didn't find any scars, he bent his eyes slightly and hugged the little dragon down.

And over there, the scorching dragon flames attacked the three magicians in black robes with a destructive aura, forcing them to raise a protective cover.

"These magicians prepared an altar underground. I accidentally discovered it when I checked. There are five great magicians in total. I had already captured two of them, but unfortunately, they escaped." Oreo said In the end, the tone was slightly cold.

"There are the other three." Oreo stroked the staff with his fingertips, and looked at Carlo: "It's more useful to catch alive."

The three magicians wearing black masks obviously didn't expect a black dragon to break in.

They looked at each other, and they took out the teleportation scrolls in unison, trying to tear them up and escape, knowing that they couldn't beat them and still fighting, they wouldn't be so stupid.

Long Ming quickly shouted: "Wait a minute, think about it carefully, even if you run away, you will be hunted down by the Temple of Light, and Princess Yilu is so stupid, she will definitely betray you in a short time."

"It's better for you to confess and strive for leniency. As long as you confess the real mastermind behind it, I believe that the Temple of Light will leave room for you."

"Princess Yilu is stupid, don't trust her IQ."

Long Ming spoke very seriously. He looked at the increasingly weak protective cover burned by the dragon flames and leaned against Carlo.

"Do you think we will believe it? To tell you the truth, we all use fake names." One of the magicians, Jie Jie, laughed strangely, full of sarcasm: "You can't catch me."

Looking at the black magician, Long Ming asked unexpectedly, "Are you from the Dark Church?"

The black mages looked at each other: "No, you have misunderstood the person."

Long Ming nodded: "I see, you are the black magicians of the Dark Holy See."

Black Mage:  …

"Since you don't want to listen to good words, and you don't want to be interrogated by the humanitarian and kind interrogation of the Temple of Light, I can only tell Felitus that rats have appeared in his dark church."

"We are not from the Dark Holy See." The black mages said again.

"I said you are, and I will write to Mr. Felitus in a while. When the time comes, the Temple of Light, the most powerful force in Azeric, and the Holy See of Darkness will hunt you down together. I don't believe how long you can hide." What Long Ming said was super rascal, but he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong for a magician like them who was helping others.

"The Holy See of Darkness is not as easy to talk as the Temple of Light. When the time comes, you will be made into puppets by the Saintess of Bell." Long Ming deliberately frightened them.

"Don't believe what he said, let's go." The black mage snarled, tore up the scroll and ran away. Unexpectedly, a flame of holy light fell, and the scroll immediately burned up. The three black mages were dumbfounded.

"Where are you going to go?" Long Ming looked at them slightly sideways, his eyes crooked with a smile: "Why don't you obediently give up resistance and follow Priest Alan back."

Standing next to Priest Allen was a strange red-clothed archbishop. The bishop looked serious. The flame of the holy light just now was emitted by his staff. The golden knights divided into two groups to surround the group of black mages, and the priests surrounded them. .

"Little ghost, you were just stalling for time!" One of the black magicians looked at Long Ming viciously.

"Don't blame others for being smart if you are stupid. To be a villain, you must have the consciousness of being a villain." Long Ming grinned, with a pure and harmless expression.

The black mages are angry.

The archbishop in red is an unexpectedly handsome man. He looks not much older than Allen, with an indifferent expression. He is wearing a red bishop's robe, which stands out from the crowd of white clothes. Standing with the blond Allen, he is very eye-catching .

He stretched out his staff, pointed at the black mage opposite, said the words, and the holy light shone all over his body: "The chain of divine glory, lock!"

The three black mages immediately let out a tragic wail. Long Ming looked at the three black mages who were tightly locked together by the white chains of the holy light.

"Take it down." The archbishop in red turned his head and said to the knight behind him.

"Take...where are you taking it?" One of the black mages endured the burning pain and said.

The archbishop in red cast a cold glance at him, and the piercing black mage trembled.

"Of course it's the torture and interrogation room in the Tower of Judgment." The archbishop in red said unhurriedly.

"What, we are wronged. We all use other people's money to do things for others. Why should we enter the Tower of Judgment?" The black magician protested strongly.

"It's up to me." The archbishop in red waved his hand, obviously not wanting to talk more, the golden knight pushed them out, followed by several priests who escorted them.

Now only Long Ming and the others and the people from the Temple of Light are left.

The archbishop in red looked up at Carlo, folded his sleeves with both hands: "I've heard from the pope about the dragon clan, but I don't know what happened today. The black dragon itself came out, which caused great panic to the nearby residents. I hope you can explain it."

With the disappearance of the nemesis, the Black Mage, the Archbishop naturally turned his attention to the Dragon Clan.

Oreo smiled slightly: "Master Bishop, why don't you go into the basement to have a look, I suspect that the Yilu couple hired a black magician to summon the evil god to descend."

"Not only that, she was also involved in the cub trafficking case."

Allen was startled, and even the cardinal looked at him.

"Then let's go." He quietly stared at Oreo, then walked into the house.

Allen came back to his senses and quickly followed in. After a while, he came back again, and he frowned and looked at the Golden Knight: "Everyone, what are you doing?"

What are the Golden Knights doing? Of course they are sucking dragons from the clouds. Although they can only look at them but not touch them, they are satisfied.

It's a real black dragon that shows its true body. It's mighty, mysterious, cold, powerful and arrogant, and it doesn't even bother to look at them out of the corner of its eye.

The hearts of the many knights were boiling, and they looked at Carlo with bright eyes, unable to move even a step.

Allen covered his face and couldn't help but cast a big chant on them.

The Golden Knights just woke up.

It just so happened that Carlo was also annoyed by the gazes of these knights, so he changed back into a human form, and he was still carrying Young Master Satan and Princess Ilu in his hands.

"Here you are, she is a suspect." Carlo gave Ilu to the knights with a cold face.

The golden knight took it over flattered.

Long Ming followed Oreo into the basement.

Carlo is holding the young master.

The entrance to the basement was violently destroyed by Oreo at the time, and a big hole was broken. Long Ming stepped down the wooden ladder and smelled a strange fragrance. The basement was brightly lit, with grease lamps burning.

As soon as Long Ming stood firm, he saw the most conspicuous altar. The altar was very old, with dark moss on it. The circular altar was engraved with twisted and strange patterns. A scarlet eye was tightly closed in the middle of the altar. On the top, the carving is lifelike, as if it will open in the next moment.

"Utoshas."

Long Ming muttered to himself, he had a premonition that when this eye opened, it was the time when Utoshas woke up.

The archbishop in red looked at Xiaolong and bent slightly: "Do you know the real name of this evil god?"

"I know, Yilu and his wife are still planning to sacrifice their son to him, and they are also fantasizing about the return of Utoshas to Azerek." Long Ming touched the altar, and forcefully picked out a stone with his fingertips. , destroying the overall texture.

"They think it's beautiful." Long Ming sneered.

Oreo frowned slightly, and thought about it carefully: "Utoshas... seems to be a high-level god in the evil god camp. According to legend, he has a scythe that can harvest life at will, and has a violent personality. Dangerous evil god."

Allen took a step forward, feeling that the eyes on the altar seemed to have opened slightly, and his heart sank: "This evil god cannot be awakened, let alone revived with other people's bodies, even if only consciousness descends to Azerek. "

The cardinal looked at the young master in Carlo's arms.

"Satan is innocent, he doesn't know anything." Long Ming walked in front of Carlo, worried that people in the Temple of Light would be prejudiced against this young master.

"I think it's better to find the mastermind first. Mrs. Ilu's husband, President Rodney, hasn't come back yet. Maybe the Temple of Light can send a warrant to hunt him down." Oreo changed the subject appropriately.

"As for Young Master Satan, he is still young and gets along well with Xiaolong, so how about letting him stay with Xiaolong temporarily?"

Priest Allen glanced at the cardinal.

The handsome archbishop in red finally nodded: "Then let's do it this way."

Long Ming felt relieved.

Only now did he have the time to look beyond the altar, and as he looked at it, his fist couldn't help but harden again.

Because he saw a lot of glands of fluffy cubs soaked in glass bottles.

Long Ming now doubts whether the perfumer mentioned by the Lone Wolf Mercenary Group is a group of people pretending to be the black magician who was just arrested.

All day long, Long Ming scolded them severely for not doing business and doing some shameful and bad deeds.

"The things in this castle will be taken over by the Temple of Light for the time being. After the matter is found out, we will hand it over to the young master." The archbishop in red said, looking at the messy basement.

"Then I will trouble the Bishop." Oreo smiled slightly.

"It's nothing. It's our duty to fight against evil. This incident is very bad. We will explain everything to the Pope." The archbishop in red nodded and turned to leave.

"Then let's go back too." Oreo looked at Xiaolong.

"Ah."

Long Ming was worried about how to tell the young master the truth.

It wasn't until night that the young master woke up.

He looked at Long Ming blankly, not understanding why he was here.

It seemed that the clothes had also been changed, and Satan looked down at the light blue pajamas.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat?" Long Ming moved closer and looked at the young master.

"Yeah." Satan nodded, very puzzled: "My boy, why am I here?"

"Your mother treats you badly, I'll take you to play with me for a few days." Long Ming sat on the bed, took a bite of the small cake, and dug out a spoonful for him.

After eating it, Satan remembered what happened in the morning, and his expression darkened.

"Don't be sad." Long Ming patted the young master's thin shoulder: "I'm by your side."

"Gru went downstairs to get the steamed eggs. The steamed eggs in the kitchen are very delicious. You should eat more."

"I'll take you to play tomorrow."

Seeing his good friend who tried his best to comfort him, Satan felt a lot less uncomfortable in an instant, and he gently hugged Long Ming back.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, there's more." Long Ming felt a little embarrassed: "My boy is my nickname, and my first name is Long Ming."

"Dragon of the dragon family, bright Ming."

"But I think it sounds good to be a good boy." The young master thought for a while and said.

"I also think it sounds good to be a good boy." The sudden appearance of the fire elf startled Satan.

Celia suddenly laughed.

"However, Good Boy has another name."

"What is it?" Satan asked curiously.

Long Ming quickly grabbed it into his palm, his cheeks puffed slightly: "Seria is talking nonsense, I just have a nickname."

Fat cubs are all black history, Long Ming absolutely doesn't want to admit it, especially after he knows his real weight.

"Haha." The young master covered his mouth and laughed, enjoying himself for a while.

In this way, the young master lived with Long Ming for the time being, and he was very close to his good friend. He followed him all the time, and slept with Long Ming at night. The intimacy between the two sometimes made Sai Li Yadu bit his hand, and the flames of anger flew wildly.

It suspected that it was going to fall out of favor, no, it had to do something, Celia began to think of a plan.

On the other side, Long Ming felt that Satan seemed to know something. He often looked towards his home, and his mood became more and more depressed day by day, although he didn't show it in front of Oreo and Dalong.

Another snowy night.

Long Ming held a Ye Mingzhu in the quilt and gave it to the young master next to him.

Satan seems to be a little afraid of the dark at night, so he needs some light to fall asleep.

"Good boy." The young master took Ye Mingzhu over, blinked at Long Ming, and said in a low voice, "Did something happen to your mother?" She never let herself go outside for so long, and neither did her father. Come pick him up.

Long Mingyu hesitated for a moment, and was blocked by the young master just as he was about to find a reason.

"I want to know the truth."

"is it okay?"

Long Ming looked at the stubborn young master tangled, he thought for a while, reached out to hold Satan's hand, passed the warmth to him, and said as simply as possible.

"Your mother and father did something bad to you, and now they are taken away by the people of the Temple of Light, but don't worry, they are still alive, but the environment may be a little worse, for example, they may not be able to eat fresh fruit gone."

Satan moved closer to his good friend, and his voice was soft: "What's wrong?"

"There is a villain who wants to replace you, and that villain is Utoshas."

The young master tilted his head, as if thinking of something, pouted his lips, and rarely revealed a trace of childishness: "I just said, is that Utoshas a deceiving god? Ever since I prayed to him, my health has not been better for a day. , but getting weaker and weaker."

"That's right, he is a bad god, don't believe him." Long Ming followed Satan's words and said affirmatively.

"But he is a god, so powerful, will he really not replace me?" Satan felt a little scared when he thought of this.

Long Ming grasped his hand tightly, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Impossible, you are Satan, and you will definitely not be replaced by that Utoshas."

"Satan, believe me, you will be very powerful when you grow up."

The young master looked at his good friend, his tone was slightly hesitant, not very confident, after all, the other party was a god, he asked timidly: "Really?"

"Really!" Long Ming squeezed the young master's hand tightly with a smile, and said in a firm voice, "You are Satan."

"believe in yourself!"

The young master was encouraged and affirmed, and couldn't help laughing, feeling inexplicably relieved: "Thank you."

Suddenly he thought of another question.

"By the way, boy, you haven't told me your real identity yet? I've already taken you to the back mountain."

Looking at the young master's red eyes like rabbits, Long Ming answered him in a low voice.

"It's the evil dragon, the most powerful evil dragon in Azeric's future."

Satan blinked his eyes, and it took him a while to react, his eyes turned into crescents with a smile: "No wonder the scale is broken."

Long Ming blushed: "Of course the dragon is heavy, and I'm still growing."

"Then when I grow up, can I still be your good friend?" Satan felt the warmth of a good friend continuously reaching him, and sleepiness slowly came up.

"Of course, in the future I will be a dragon and you will be Satan. The future of Azerek will belong to both of us." Long Ming could only feel his heart beating violently stimulated by the fantasy future.

Dragon and Satan, what a perfect combination.

"Well, let's talk about it, we will still be good friends when we grow up." Satan dazedly clenched his good friend's hand, repeated stubbornly, and fell asleep.

Long Ming also yawned, and the two cubs purred slightly after a while.