"Okay, just teach him a lesson. We still have to go about our business."
Ye Fan waved, and the group quickly left the place, leaving only the poor Dragon Saint Son behind.
I don't know how long it took, but the fainted dragon finally recovered from giving birth.
As soon as I got up, a huge pain hit my heart, making it difficult to breathe.
"I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I was wrong, I never dare to do it again, I really know I was wrong!"
"Whatever you say is what it is. No matter where you say I am wrong, I am wrong."
As soon as the Dragon Holy Son woke up, he wanted to beg for mercy immediately, and even knelt on the ground, but the only response he received was the endless sound of wind.
If you listen carefully, there is a cry in his voice, and he is crying. He is really scared of being beaten.
"Um?"
Sensing something was wrong, Holy Son Jiaolong raised his head. The fierce-looking masked men in black had long since disappeared.
"Ah! Damn it, damn it, give me back my horns! Give me back my horns!"
After knowing that he was safe, the Dragon Saint was finally able to look up to the sky and roar twice.
On the one hand, it is excruciating pain, on the other hand, it is endless frustration!
It's really enough to be beaten like this by others in your own territory!
"Who are these desperate guys who insist on messing with me just once?"
"Did I recruit them or provoke them? Who can tell me! Who can tell me?"
The Holy Son of the Dragon looked up to the sky and roared, but there was no response at all. There was only his own echo in the whole canyon.
After sensing his own condition, Holy Son Jiaolong had the urge to hit the south wall with his head.
I used to be at the peak of Quasi-Saint's strength, but now...how come I'm only in the middle of Quasi-Saint's middle stage now? This gap is a bit too big!
"ah!"
The Holy Son of the Dragon cried bitterly for a while before he had to accept the reality and hurried to his residence with a tired pace.
But unfortunately, he met Qilin Holy Son and others who had just returned from practice.
As soon as they met, Holy Son Jiaolong covered his head and quickly tried to escape, but was stopped anyway.
"Wait a minute, why are you running when you see us? Didn't you say you want to go back and rest first? Why are you here?"
The Saint of the Phoenix Clan had a puzzled look on her face.
"Nothing, nothing. You are busy with your business. I have something else to do, so I won't disturb you."
After the Holy Son of the Dragon said a few words casually, he prepared to leave the place of right and wrong.
If these saints and saints saw my miserable state, I would be thrown into my grandma's house.
Before he could even take two steps, Qilin Holy Son stood in front of him.
"What's wrong with you? Why are there so many injuries on your body? What happened?"
After the Qilin Holy Son finished speaking, other Holy Sons and Saints also gathered around.
"Yes, who hurt you? Who dares to hurt you on the territory of our demon clan?"
"There are too many wounds on your body. What exactly did you go through just now? Tell us quickly and we will get you back!"
"That's right, no matter who hurt you, we will definitely make him pay back a thousand times!"
Although these saints and saints usually have disagreements, after all, they are still a tribe and have grown up together.
Now seeing that Holy Son Jiaolong has suffered such a big loss, of course he has to stand up for him.
But at this time, Holy Son Jiaolong only had one thought in his mind, and that was to leave here as soon as possible.
"It's okay, it's really okay. I just fell on my own. It's nothing serious."
"That's really it. Let's leave it like this for now. I'll leave first."
"Did you get beaten up?"
Holy Son Qilin sent out a soul torture, directly hitting the heart of Holy Son Jiaolong.
The Dragon Saint Son suddenly turned his head and roared angrily.
"Who said I was beaten? Who dares to beat me?"
"I am the majestic Holy Son of the Dragon, and my status is extremely noble. I am the only one who can beat others. Who dares to beat me?"
After the words of the Holy Son of the Dragon fell, the Holy Son and the Saint in front of him did not respond at all, and the air seemed to be still.
Only then did the Dragon Saint realize that something was wrong and suddenly covered his head.
Why had I been so outspoken just now that I had forgotten such an important thing? Now it’s over! It’s over!
"No, what happened? Who broke off your horn?"
"Yes, who in our wild world would be so ruthless? Now that your horn is cut off, wouldn't your strength be..."
This time, all the saints and saints felt even more sorry for the dragon giving birth in front of them. Even the Qilin saint was not teasing him.
But what they didn't know was that the more they behaved like this, the more aggrieved the Holy Son of Dragon became.
"Did those human cultivators do it?"
Qilin Holy Son revealed the essence in one word.
"Yes, did they do it? You just need to point it out, and I will make them get out of our barbaric world!"
"They are becoming more and more wanton. Not only did they enter the hinterland of our wild world and enjoy the cultivation resources of our wild world, but now they dare to take the lead in taking action. They simply don't take us seriously."
"Just identify them, we will never make it easy for those guys!"
When they heard that it was possible that human cultivators were responsible for the murder, these aloof saints and saints could no longer bear it.
Although they were beating the Holy Son of the Dragon, they were also beating the faces of all their demon clans!
After hearing the words of Holy Son Qilin, Holy Son Jiaolong was shocked in his heart.
"It looks like it is. Let's go, let's go to the Savage Valley now and discuss it with them."
"We haven't caused any trouble for them yet, but they dare to take the lead. It's really annoying!"
The eyes of Holy Son Qilin were full of anger. He pulled Holy Son Dragon and headed towards the Savage Valley, but he was thrown away by Holy Son Dragon.
"It's not them, it's really not them, you... stop thinking nonsense."
"I really fell down and accidentally broke my horn."
"Do you think it's possible? Do you think we will believe it? What happened to you today?"
Qilin Holy Son looked over doubtfully.
According to the fiery temper of the Dragon Saint Son, he would have been furious when encountering such a thing, but he was unusually calm today.
Not only did he not want to find the real culprit and avenge the blood feud, but he also wanted to make peace with the situation. It was really strange.
"Nothing, nothing, I told you, it wasn't those human cultivators who did it, so what's the use of going there?"
"Don't tell anyone about this. I will cultivate the horns as soon as possible. Let's go."
After the Dragon Saint Son finished speaking, he transformed into his true body and rushed to his mansion.
Looking at the retreating figure of the Dragon Saint Son, the Phoenix Saint asked in confusion.
"Why do I feel that he is acting weird today? Is this still the Dragon Holy Son we know? Are we hallucinating?"