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"Sister Qingcheng, please find a solution quickly!"

Qin Weiler was anxious. She had many abilities, but when faced with a mental attack, she really didn't know how to resolve it.

"Weier, don't panic!"

Murong Qingcheng was also very anxious. She waved her hand and the spirit tower spun in the air.

But illusions are illusory and exist only in Qin Yu's mind, so the Spirit Tower doesn't know who to attack.

"Zhu Zhen, don't sleep, Brother Yu is in trouble."

Murong Qingcheng could only seek help from Zhu Zhen who was sleeping soundly in the spirit tower.

"Well, wait for Xiaolong to come over. This is his territory. Don't bother me with such a small matter."

Zhu Zhen waved his curved tail twice, and impatiently put his ears to his face, cutting off contact with the outside world.

"your sister!"

Murong Qingcheng, who was always gentle, stamped her feet and couldn't help losing her temper.

This fat pig clearly has the ability to help, but he's being mysterious and refusing to help.

If Qin Yu knew about this, he would kill him and eat his meat, and I would definitely not stop him.

"I am an ugly duckling, baaaaaa."

Just when Murong Qingcheng was so angry that her face was tense, a childish singing voice and a few furtive figures came from behind.

When everyone turned around, they saw that Luo Feng, a member of the corpse-driving clan, seemed to be hiding something under his black robe.

There is also a majestic dragon head, shaking its eyes, looking here and there, looking not very smart.

Originally, these few talented members of the corpse-driving clan planned to bring the little dragon back to the secular world to make him a guardian beast of the mountains.

However, Luo Feng also understood one thing: a man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure.

We are such incompetent people. If there were a golden dragon as the guardian beast of the mountain, I don’t know how many people would be interested in us.

By then, I don’t know how he died.

After discussing for a while, they finally decided to present the little dragon to Qin Yu. Rather than letting someone else snatch it away, it would be better to hand it over to their idol and strengthen his power.

Anyway, we have been clinging to his thighs all the way, so we might as well make his thighs thicker.

It has to be said that some of these talented people still have a long-term vision and do not care about temporary gains and losses.

"Luo Feng, what is this?"

Murong Qingcheng stared at the little dragon hiding under Luo Feng's black robe and asked.

Murong Qingcheng had dealt with these talented people in Jinsan Town, so she was quite familiar with them.

Although I know that they are not very smart, they are absolutely fanatical about Qin Yu and have always regarded him as an idol.

"Hey, sister Qingcheng, a dragon!"

"However, he himself always emphasized that he is an egg!"

"We brought it here to dedicate to our idol!"

Several talented people talked at the same time.

"A dragon? Is it called Xiaolong?"

Murong Qingcheng asked hurriedly.

Zhu Zhen, this fat pig, deliberately kept everyone in suspense, saying that he would wait for Xiaolong to come over, but he himself didn't know what Xiaolong was, and didn't know whether he was a boy or a girl.

"Huh? You know my name?"

The little dragon crawled out from Luo Feng's arms, wrapped in a piece of tattered cloth, and looked like it had crawled out of a garbage dump.

It really doesn't match his sacred and majestic image.

"Is this a dragon?"

Qin Weier blinked her eyes, but she had seen talking pigs before, so a Q-version dragon didn't seem to have such a strong visual impact. The most shocked person was Zhou Yaoyun, who was a cultivator and had a much deeper understanding of "divine pets" than most people.

Divine pets are God's favorites. From the moment they are born, they have powerful talents. Even if they lie down every day, their cultivation will increase rapidly.

However, the divine pet is absolutely proud and will not easily recognize anyone as its master.

Even the Emperor Wu did not have a divine pet.

However, these few crouching dragons and phoenixes actually got a divine pet, and the most powerful golden dragon among all the divine pets.

What the hell is this luck?
As a cultivator in the Jindan stage, Zhou Yaoyun's mentality is as steady as an old dog, and ordinary things do not cause any waves in his heart.

But when she saw the Q version of the little dragon, she felt a strong desire to possess him.

How great it would be if this divine pet was mine!

I fly with my sword, and my divine pet follows me to the sky and the earth. I will definitely become a legend in Wudi City.
Murong Qingcheng didn't have as many inner thoughts as Zhou Yaoyun. Seeing that the little dragon was really the little dragon mentioned by Zhu Zhen, she hugged his chubby body and said, "Xiaolong, see, this is Brother Yu. He was attacked mentally! Help him quickly. Zhu Zhen said that this is your territory. These are nothing."

"That's what Brother Fatty said. Xiaolong is so happy! It's true. I have been sleeping here for so long."

The little dragon seemed to be a chatterbox as well, but his eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he was only halfway through his words: "Boss... woo woo"

Suddenly, the little dragon's tears burst out like running water: "Boss, I have been sleeping in the secret realm waiting for you and finally I have seen you."

"Do you know Brother Yu?"

Murong Qingcheng asked in confusion.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Before the boss reincarnated, he told us that we just need to wait for him patiently. He should have forgotten all of us."

The little dragon jumped out of Murong Qingcheng's arms, ran to Qin Yu, hugged his calf and rubbed it, then said fiercely: "Whoever dares to mess with my boss, I will bite him to death."

A few kilometers away, a very tall figure with a black scarf covering her face trembled and looked at Qin Yu in shock.

"Senior sister, let's go."

The two junior brothers nearby pulled the tall figure and ran away.

The other party just roared like this and broke the mental attack of the Shinto Sect's eldest sister. It can be seen how terrifying the existence is.

"Mingyu?"

Qin Yu blinked, looked around in a daze, and woke up from the illusion.

I felt something on my trouser leg, and when I looked down, I found it was a fat, Q-version little dragon that was probably only as tall as a three or four-year-old child.

While eating his fingers, he looked at himself with tears in his eyes.

"You are."

Qin Yu asked suspiciously.

"You can just call me Xiaolong. You haven't awakened yet, so you definitely don't know me. But it doesn't matter. Xiaolong will follow you from now on."

The little dragon said in a baby voice.

"Little dragon?"

Qin Yu pinched the soft flesh behind the little dragon's neck and lifted him up. When they were face to face, he asked, "Are you a young dragon?"

"I'm not a three or four-year-old kid. I'm already five years old. But I prefer to think that I'm still an egg baby!"

The little dragon shook his head and said very seriously.

Later, everyone realized that dragons calculate their age differently from humans. They calculate one year for every thousand years, so according to the dragon’s calculation method, the little dragon is only five years old.

However, he has lived for five thousand years.

"Uh"

Qin Yu looked at the little dragon in front of him. Space vortices appeared behind him from time to time. Every move he made was filled with an indescribable terror.

Tell me, is this guy eight years old? (End of this chapter)