Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1017 Prison Dragon (17)

   "You can't even fly out of this mountain, waiting for others to catch you? The reverse scale is gone, and the dead spot is exposed. Are you waiting for them to consume you?"

   "Fly out in a hurry, kill all directions, and then live up to the words of "the birth of a demon dragon, and the loss of life"?"

"Do you know what the world looks like now? You go out to take revenge on all human beings. In the next moment, all human beings will unite against you under the instigation of your enemies. Missiles, atomic bombs, etc., can you stop them? Come on, who cares about what happened to you, even if everything comes out, it's just a sentence, poor people must have something to hate."

  Cong Huai sat on the ground, pursing his lips.

   This woman is right, he knows it.

  Three thousand years of humiliation and pain were really unbearable for him.

   "Why do you bother me?"

  Baitang stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead: "You look so pitiful. As a dragon who is about to ascend to protect the country, there is no one like you."

"Humph!"

  Cong Huai can't refute it, it's all true.

  The original Dragon Vessel of Protecting the Nation has been on the verge of perishing since its birth. He was very lucky. The Tang Dynasty produced seven sage kings in a row, and only then did he have the foundation to break away from the Tang Dynasty.

   Ascending as a dragon to protect the country, he will leave good luck to bless the Tang dynasty.

  Now, without the dragon tendon, it is indeed as the woman said, it will fall if it does not fly a thousand meters.

  The soul-destroying nail is not only suppressing and consuming him, as long as the soul-destroying nail is in his body, he cannot absorb the aura to regenerate the dragon tendons and keel.

  Thinking of this, Cong Huai tried to absorb aura.

   But a mouthful of blood spewed out, making it look even more pitiful.

   "Why is this happening?"

  Why can't he absorb aura?

   "The breath in your body is too messy. Don't worry, there will always be a way to wash the essence and cut the marrow and re-harden the body."

   Cong Huai looked up at the standing girl, and suddenly wondered what she looked like.

  Helping Cong Huai back to the hotel, he remained silent the whole time, looking at everything around him vigilantly, several times when he saw something novel, he almost made a move, but was held down by Baitang.

   Entering the hotel, Cong Huai looked left and right, extremely curious.

   "Be careful, don't break it, I have no money, I can't afford it."

  Baitang reminded.

  Before she left, the one who put the little fish here took her out now.

  Cong Huai couldn't support his body anymore. Before he fell down, he sat on the bed and said with disgust, "Why do you still have a ghost?"

  Bai Tang is also not polite: "Didn't I keep you, this bumpy dragon?"

  Cong Huai was not convinced: "I am a dragon, how can I be compared with a ghost?"

  Even if he becomes a demon, Cong Huai still feels that he cannot be compared with ghosts and demons.

   "I ask you, what are these?"

  Reduced to a demon way, he can't communicate with the new dragon veins protecting the country, nor can he communicate with the dragon veins of mountains and rivers. Naturally, he doesn't know what the world has become.

   "You should call me, don't call me, change it, it's not three thousand years ago, you know?"

   "I...I, what is this?"

  Cong Huai was really curious.

  Baitang didn't intend to say now: "Let's talk about it later, Cong Huai, don't interrupt later."

   Cong Huai pursed his lips in displeasure, and turned to the side with his arms folded. His clothes are all ancient clothes, and his hair is very long.

   Turned aside in anger.

  Baitang shook his head with a smile, a bit doting.

  Xiaoyu has been awake for a long time, and almost completely lost her mind for a while, and now her grievances have disappeared.

  (end of this chapter)