Accidentally raised the dragon crookedly

"what sound!"

The men who were talking in low voices suddenly heard a loud bang behind the wall. They looked at each other and walked forward cautiously.

The tall man frowned, and pushed hard on the cowering short man, "Go and see!"

"Boss——" The short man was so frightened that his calves trembled, and he knelt down towards the fainted Fu Shu'an by this push, and kowtowed loudly by the way.

Trying to wake up Fu Shuan's system: ...

Are these people mentally ill?

"Tsk!" Seeing that there was no danger, the tall man kicked away the little brother on the ground, walked to Fu Shuan's side and frowned strangely, "Did I see this guy somewhere?"

The little brother got up and took a closer look, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Isn't this the one who has been holding the pseudo-dragon beast?!"

When he said this, the tall man also remembered, his face became distorted immediately, he grabbed Fu Shuan's neck with his big hand and muttered in a low voice: "No, if he can find us, it means he has found us, it's better to kill first! "

The rough palms tightened little by little, and Fu Shuan, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to be sleeping peacefully, his fair neck was covered with traces of bright red, and his beating pulse gradually slowed down.

The system was in such a hurry that it was about to cry: "Master Host! Wake up! They are going to kill you!"

It checked it many times, but Fu Shuan's body data was all normal, and the system didn't know why he suddenly fell into a coma.

It even wants to take the initiative to rush out of the host's sea of ​​consciousness to protect him from disasters, but the host is unconscious now, and it can't get out at all!

It's over, it's over, it's over... The system closed its eyes in despair, planning in its mind what posture would be most comfortable to kneel down and be beaten when it sees Lord Lord God.

As a result, the next moment, there was a voice that made it almost cry with joy.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Terrifying coercion lingered in the cold voice, which suddenly broke into the ears of these men, making their scalps go numb.

The tall man met Fu Shu'an's indifferent eyes, and the life-saving warning made him let go of his hand, trembling and muttering in horror: "Golden pupils and fine benevolence... are you a dragon?!"

The few people behind him reacted quickly, running and scurrying back and forth, retreating more than ten meters in a short time.

They can't afford to offend the Dragon Clan!

The boss who was trembling as if he was stepping on a sewing machine was left standing there alone, so frightened that he stood like a stone sculpture.

The awakened Fu Shu'an expressionlessly touched his neck in pain, looked at the trembling man in front of him and suddenly said, "Why don't you run?"

How dare I run away!The man's face was rolled into a chrysanthemum, and he made a timid look, "You... you are so interesting, how can you run away when you treat a distinguished guest hahaha..."

Fu Shu'an rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said coolly, "You are much more interesting than me."

A streak of red streaked across the air and chopped off half of the man's hair, before finally resting on his fragile neck.

"What about the drake?"

Fu Shu'an resisted the urge to slash him, and asked coldly.

The man stuttered in fright and begged for mercy: "It... it's right behind, if you want, can I take you there?"

The red blade was put away for less than a quarter of an hour before it pressed against his lower back again.The tip of the knife circled on the man's back waist, as if thinking about where to start would be quicker.

"Shut up your little thoughts, I won't see him within three numbers, your head will fall to the ground." Fu Shu'an caught a glimpse of his ready-to-move hands and dawdling steps, and said casually.

The tall man became honest immediately, and led him to a locked box.

The box was covered with bloodstains that hadn't dried up, as well as fallen pure white hairs, each of which ignited the anger in his heart.

It was Xiaoyin's blood and his hair.

The man noticed that the temperature dropped tens of degrees suddenly behind him, and he couldn't help shivering, and immediately unlocked the box.

"Master Host, are you alright? Little Silver... Little Silver has come out."

The system felt that the host at this moment was different from usual, it carefully observed Fu Shuan's expression, and it took a long time before he spoke.

Fu Shuan's eyes were fixed on the little dragon beast that seemed to have fallen asleep in the box. The fur that he smoothed out on weekdays was covered with mottled blood clots, and the hair was messy. He took it out, but unexpectedly, Xiaoyin flinched.

Is he afraid of me?

"Xiaoyin...?" Fu Shu'an's nose became sore with sadness, he sucked on the red tip of his nose, and suddenly picked up Xiaoyin from the box, "It's okay, it's okay..."

He gently stroked Xiaoyin's violently trembling body, and concentrated on rubbing the blood stains on Xiaoyin's body.

And the man behind him narrowed his eyes, his face no longer flinched just now, full of malice and excitement.

"Master host! Be careful!"

Before the system's exclamation sounded over, Fu Shu'an felt a sharp pain in his right arm. He immediately got up and hugged Xiaoyin and backed away, gritting his teeth and spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

He sneered and said, "I just used this injection for Xiaoyin!"

The man laughed, and then proudly squeezed out the last bit of medicine in the injection, "You guessed right, so what if you are a dragon, won't you kneel at our feet?!"

"Boss is so smart!" "I haven't done experiments on dragons yet, I didn't expect to send the head so soon haha!" "Boss! Another injection!"

The people who ran away just now came back quietly, Fu Shu'an instantly understood that this was a play to relax his vigilance.

Fu Shu'an: I can go to you &#@! ——

The pricked place on his right arm hurt terribly, and the pain slowly spread to every part of his body along the blood vessels. Fu Shu'an saw that the fingertips of his right hand had begun to turn white, and he shook the hair soaked in cold sweat on his forehead. , Staring at them firmly.

"Kill them... Only by killing them can we avenge Little Silver... They have so many dead souls under their command, death will be cheap for them... Hurry up..."

Who is speaking……?

Fu Shu'an's brain shook and roared, red light flashed in his golden pupils, his wrist holding the red blade twisted, and the blood drops all over the sky, like broken rain curtains, hit the dark wall, the opened box, the dry on the straw.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and he closed his mouth forever.

"I..." Fu Shuan came back to his senses, staring blankly at the scene in the room, "I...I killed them all?"

The system quickly comforted: "The host, the host, is fine, this one, he and the others are dead—"

"Shut up, you have the nerve to comfort me even if you're stuttering."

Fu Shu'an listened to the system's crying comfort with a dark face, and couldn't hold it back.

He sighed, turned his face away from looking at these people, sucked the little silver in his arms, and quickly hid in the corner to fill the mushrooms.

"What should I do……"

In the past, when he killed insects, he regarded it as eliminating harm for the people, but now he really did it to people, and he always felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Back then, I was still a law-abiding young man in the 21st century, and I actually killed someone in this poor place.

Although he knew for a long time that if he wanted to survive, he would definitely experience this kind of thing, but when this day came suddenly, he was still a little caught off guard.

"Master host, it's okay, this day will happen sooner or later, and Little Silver was almost tortured to death, those people are not kind people." The system looked at the decadent host with pity, and said softly.

It looked at the host affectionately for a while, and suddenly discovered something.

"Hey! Host your eyes!"

Fu Shuan touched his eyelids blankly, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with my eyes?"

"Again—"

"very beautiful."

A gentle and somewhat bewitching voice suddenly came from the darkness in the distance, and a slender figure slowly approached from the darkness.

The black hair was done softly, and it was quietly scattered on his shoulders, and he was dressed in black, white and gray robes, which made him look glamorous.

Black hair, black eyes!Could it be my fellow countrymen? !

Fu Shu'an looked at him in surprise, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something dark on the other's face.

Appears to be...a purple totem.