Seeing that Sheng Xiaozi had such confidence in the Patriarch Tiezhu, Master Yulong Sword stopped talking and came to see Ye Qingyun together with Sheng Xiaozi.
When they arrived in front of Ye Qingyun, the Master of Yulong Sword also got straight to the point and stated his intention.
"What the hell?"
But Ye Qingyun's head got bigger when he heard it.
Please let me take action?
Treat the injury of the red dragon?
Gao is not mistaken?
Can you ask for such a thing from me?
What illusion did I give you, making you think that I can heal a dragon?
That's right.
I know medical skills. After all, during the ten years we were in Fuyunshan, we followed the system and studied hard every day.
But the problem is, what I can treat are people.
I'm not a fucking veterinarian.
Moreover.
Even if you are really a veterinarian, which veterinarian can treat injuries in one stop?
Simply outrageous.
"If you can cure Chilong's injury, I will be grateful to you."
The Master of Yulong Sword repeatedly raised his hand towards Ye Qingyun.
Sheng Xiaozi on the side also nodded repeatedly, as if to say, stop pretending, we all know that you have great powers.
Treating a dragon's injuries will definitely not be a problem for you, Master Ye.
Gu Chen even showed a look of curiosity and expectation.
It seems that he really wants to see how Ye Qingyun heals the real dragon.
This is a rare scene.
Only by following Ye Gaoren can you have a chance to see him.
Ye Qingyun: "..."
He was really a little speechless.
He can barely treat cats and dogs.
But when he was treating the real dragon's wounds, he really lost his sight and had no way of doing anything.
"Ahem, the chief helmsman must have misunderstood. I don't have the ability to heal a real dragon."
Ye Qingyun didn't want to show off, so he naturally told the truth and admitted that he didn't have the ability.
The Dragon Sword Master couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He turned around and glanced at Sheng Xiaozi.
Sheng Xiaozi gave the Dragon Control Sword Master a wink.
The latter understood and continued to speak.
"Whether you can cure it or not, I will express my gratitude."
The Dragon Sword Master gritted his teeth and patted the storage bag on his waist.
A huge jade box appeared in the hands of the Dragon Sword Master.
The jade box was opened, and there was a round thing inside.
It looks like a big rock.
"What the hell is this?"
Ye Qingyun looked at the contents of the jade box suspiciously.
"This is the only dragon egg left in the world from the Yunhai Dragon Clan."
The main theme of Yulong Sword is astonishing.
Ye Qingyun, Gu Chen and Sheng Xiaozi were all shocked at once.
Damn it!
Dragon eggs?
This thing that looks like a big rock is actually a dragon egg?
Ye Qingyun's eyes suddenly straightened.
I couldn't take my eyes away from this dragon egg.
I wonder what passionate young man doesn’t want to have a little dragon of his own?
Of course Ye Qingyun thought about it too.
It's a pity that we didn't have this fate before.
Let alone dragons, there isn't even a decent monster around.
If you can have a dragon following you, you will have dignity wherever you go.
Full of style!
"This...this...is this really a dragon egg? A dragon egg that can hatch a real dragon?"
Ye Qingyun asked in disbelief.
"How dare I deceive you, your Majesty?"
The Dragon Sword Master looked sincere.
"This is indeed what I brought back from the Yunhai Dragon Clan. If you don't believe it, Chilong can prove it for me."
Ye Qingyun turned to look at Gu Chen.
"Look, is this a dragon egg?"
Gu Chen stared at the dragon egg carefully and then nodded.ωωw..net
"This object contains the pure breath of a true dragon, so it should be a good dragon egg."
"but......"
Gu Chen hesitated for a moment, then expressed his doubts.
"But there seems to be no life inside the dragon egg."
As soon as these words came out, the Dragon Control Sword Master's expression changed slightly.
Ye Qingyun suddenly raised his head.
"Chief Captain, isn't this dragon egg dead?"
The Master of Yulong Sword waved his hands repeatedly.
"It's absolutely impossible. This dragon egg is the only dragon egg in the world. For some reason, it was sealed by the Yunhai Dragon Clan, so it can't feel life."
"I can guarantee that this dragon egg will definitely hatch into a real dragon."
The Master of the Yulong Sword was very confident in his words, but in fact he was still a little weak in his heart.
He didn't lie, this dragon egg was indeed sealed by the Yunhai Dragon Clan.
But as for whether a real dragon can be hatched, the Dragon Control Sword Master is not sure.
Even the red dragon who had been following him couldn't see what was going on inside this dragon egg.
Maybe a real dragon can be hatched, but it's not certain how many years it will take.
Or thousands of years.
Or tens of thousands of years.
Or...it's not necessarily a hundred thousand years.
The Master of the Dragon Sword took away this dragon egg in order to hatch the sixth true dragon.
It's a pity that it's been so many years.
There was no movement at all from the dragon egg.
The Dragon Sword Master also thought of many ways, but unfortunately none of them had any effect.
The dragon eggs are still the same.
After all these years, the Master of the Dragon Sword doesn't want to waste time with this dragon egg anymore.
Simply regard it as a benefit and give it to Ye Qingyun.
First, you can ask Ye Qingyun to heal Chilong's injuries.
Secondly, it can also shorten the relationship with Ye Qingyun.
Why not do it?
Even if Ye Qingyun couldn't cure the red dragon's injury, this dragon egg that couldn't hatch a real dragon still had the value of building relationships.
Seeing the Dragon Sword Master's solemn words, Ye Qingyun didn't think much more about it.
I have to say that Ye Qingyun was really moved by this dragon egg.
But when it comes to treating Red Dragon's injuries, it is indeed a bit too difficult for myself.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little entangled in his heart.
"That's all, anyway, the old boy said it himself, whether it is cured or not, he will give this dragon egg to me."
"Then I'll treat a dead horse like a living horse doctor and pretend to cure it."
"Even if it can't be cured, the red dragon won't die anyway, so it won't be possible to cure the red dragon to death."
Thinking of this, Ye Qingyun also made up his mind.
"Okay then, I'll give it a try reluctantly."
Ye Qingyun looked helpless.
“Thank you!!!”
The Master of the Dragon Sword was overjoyed and quickly handed the jade box containing the dragon egg to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun took the jade box very naturally and touched the dragon egg inside.
It feels almost like stone.
Still a little rough.
"I hope this thing will hatch into a real dragon soon."
Ye Qingyun muttered silently in his heart and put it into his storage bag.
"Then let me ask Chilong to come over now?"
"Can."
Soon, the red dragon flew from above the cave.
It also knew that Ye Qingyun wanted to treat his injuries, so it landed in front of Ye Qingyun and exposed its injured abdomen.
Ye Qingyun looked at the wound on Chilong's abdomen and couldn't help but feel awe-struck.
"How did it get hurt like this?"
The Dragon Sword Master had a complicated expression.
"Back then, I took Chilong to explore the secrets of the six kings, but unexpectedly encountered Qiongqi and Taozu among the four ferocious beasts."
"These two ferocious beasts wanted to devour the red dragon's flesh and blood, so the red dragon and I fought with them."
"The scar on the red dragon was caused by Qiongqi."
Ye Qingyun frowned.
"Even if it was Qiongqi's injury, given the real dragon's ability, why can't the injury be healed?"
Not only Ye Qingyun, but Gu Chen and Sheng Xiaozi on the side were also a little confused about this.
How powerful is a true dragon?
With the name of a holy beast, it is an existence at the pinnacle of all spirits.
Even if he was injured by a top ferocious beast like Qiongqi, he shouldn't be able to recover from his injuries.
"Don't you know that Qiongqi and the other four ferocious beasts are creatures from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty?"
The Dragon Sword Master looked at Ye Qingyun with some doubts.
