"Why, you feel this way too?!" Hearing what he said, the expression of the Black Scale Demonic Dragon suddenly became serious. Suddenly, an idea flashed in Guan Heng's mind, and he immediately shouted: "I remembered,
It’s a huge grotto in Longhe Bay!”
"That's right." Qing Huang also said: "We met the dying Silkworm Dragon there. Looking back now, its appearance is 90% similar to that of Senior Mo Lin."
"Have you ever seen a silkworm dragon that was dying?!" After hearing this, the soul of the black-scaled demon dragon was shaken, and then he hurriedly asked: "Tell me, how is it now? Is it dead or alive?"
Guan Heng said at this time: "I remember that Canlong said that the reason why he lived in seclusion in Longhe Bay was to avoid disaster."
"Yes, it said that many years ago, it encountered a very difficult and powerful enemy. Although it kept avoiding the opponent and did not want to fight with it, it was still seriously injured in the end."
Qinghuang continued: "Canlong doesn't remember the specific time, but at that time Longhe Bay was still a marshy land."
"The Silkworm Dragon was too weak at that time, and its soul had been separated from its physical body. Thanks to the fact that we had obtained a dragon egg before that, the Silkworm Dragon decided to absorb the aura from the egg when it was hatched."
Guan Heng recalled the scene at that time, and then continued: "It said that these spiritual energy can be absorbed by oneself to supplement the lack of blood and restore physical strength."
"Sure enough, it's it...Oh, this child has suffered so much."
Hearing their words, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon couldn't help but raise its head and let out a mournful scream. This sound echoed continuously in the alien beast tomb. No matter who listened to it, a sense of sorrow would follow. The two people present
, even the sword-maned wild lion next to him became curious, knowing that there must be a hidden secret.
Guan Heng couldn't help but ask at this moment: "Senior, do you have anything to do with Canlong?"
"Relationship? Yes, it, it is my youngest child." The Black Scale Demonic Dragon sighed, and then told the whole story of the incident.
Thousands of years ago, the ability of the ancient demon dragon races to reproduce offspring was extremely low. As the number of offspring continued to decrease over the years, each race broke the rules and began to intermarry with each other to increase the chance of reproduction.
The Black Scale Demonic Dragon has four wives from different ethnic groups. Among them, the one with whom it has the best relationship is the Dragon Wife of the Silkworm Dragon Clan.
It is a pity that the Silkworm Dragon Lady only left one heir for it, and she passed away in a hurry due to a huge change. Because she missed her wife, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon devoted herself to raising her young son until the Silkworm Dragon came of age.
In ancient times, the demon dragon clan had a particularly special relationship with the Five Elements God, which was sometimes good and bad. However, the black-scaled demon dragon clan was a close friend of the fire god Zhu Rong. They helped each other many times, so they also received gifts from Zhu Rong.
Since then, the race of the Black Scale Demonic Dragon has had the ability to withstand some of the power of the original fire, especially the "dragon head" part. Even if it is repeatedly burned by the flames, it is not damaged at all, and they are therefore known in the world.
All beasts are given the title of "fire-avoiding dragon".
However, the good times did not last long. The Five Elements God disappeared for no reason, and Zhu Rong naturally no longer appeared in front of the dragons. At that time, a long-simmering rebellion broke out within the demon dragon clan. Some evil forces colluded with the scum to massacre the clan.
Ethnicity led to the decline and fall of the demon dragon clan.
During the fierce battle, the Black Scale Demonic Dragon was separated from his young son, the Silkworm Dragon, and he never saw the Silkworm Dragon again until the day he died.
"Oh, I didn't expect that after a thousand years after my death, I could actually learn about the child of Silkworm Dragon again, and it didn't die. This is really great. My two benefactors, please accept the old dragon's respect-"
As soon as the Black Scale Demonic Dragon finished speaking, he immediately lowered his body and knelt on the ground with his head. He said in his mouth: "Thanks to the righteousness of you two, the descendants of my dragon clan can survive. This is really a great kindness. I, I really
There is no repayment!"
"Don't dare to take it, don't take it." Guan Heng and Qinghuang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "We just happened to meet them and saved them. It's a trivial matter."
"No, to you two, this may be just a small act of kindness, but to my demon dragon clan, it is a great favor."
The black-scaled demon dragon quickly raised his head and said: "Two benefactors, I am so grateful that the child can survive. So, no matter what your request, old dragon, I will definitely do it."
"Well..." Qing Huang smiled slightly at this moment: "Senior, could you please move a few feet back? Because the little bird next to me seems to be afraid of your dragon power, and I'm afraid of scaring it."
"Oh, sorry, sorry, that's fine. I'll give it a bit of my own breath as a gift."
The black-scale demonic dragon immediately blew his breath onto the three-legged bird. The little guy slowed down his head. When he looked at the other person again, there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he flapped his wings and flew around the demonic bird.
The dragon soul flew around in a circle and made a cheerful chirping sound.
"Wow, a three-legged white-feathered bird with the aura of a demonic dragon, doesn't it become a monster?" Guan Heng looked a little dumbfounded, but Qinghuang blinked at him: "What does this have to do with it? Senior Mo Lin is willing to do it anyway.
."
"Yes, it's just a small thing, hehehe." Because he knew that his child was safe and sound, the black-scaled demon dragon felt a little too happy to be unable to find Bei, and he was speechless.
Guan Heng said: "Senior, I told you before that we came here to find a tool that can hold flint. Do you have any good ideas?"
"Oh, that's it."
After hearing this, the Black Scale Demon Dragon immediately said happily: "The old dragon has a demon dragon skull, which can keep the power of the blazing original fire at normal temperature without losing the spiritual energy. I can give it to you two. Anyway, my
The physical body has been annihilated long ago, and there is no use in keeping those bones, even if they are taken away."
"In that case, we are very grateful." After discussing with the Black Scale Demonic Dragon, the other party immediately led them to the place where his bones were piled, and pulled out a huge dragon skull several feet high from inside.
"Uh?! Ancestor, this, this seems a bit too big, right?" The sword-maned lion muttered from the side: "How do you let people take it away?"
"You stupid little lion, do you think this ancestor has not considered this problem?" The Black Scale Demonic Dragon snorted coldly: "I have already thought of the solution, but it only requires the help of Guan Heng and Miss Qinghuang.
"
"Haha, since we are going to use this thing, we definitely didn't ask for help." Guan Heng said with a smile: "Senior, if you have any requests, just ask them."
"Well, first of all, Miss Qinghuang, I noticed that your blade is emitting a cold air. I wonder if you can release the freezing breath?"
"Of course." After hearing this, Qinghuang pulled out the Lotus Blade and said, "Please tell me, what should I do?"
"Release the extremely cold breath and freeze the old dragon's skull."