Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

But Bai Yulong just blinked, unable to answer Luo Ning at all.

Luo Ning felt that he must have lost his mind before he took the initiative to talk to a dragon.

It was still a very outrageous thing to say.

Normal dragons can't understand it.Except for the Demon Dragon King of Laer and the huge golden dragon, the Demon Dragon Clan generally did not understand human language.

Come to think of it, the only thing that could establish contact with Bai Yulong was the flute on Luo Ning's body.

Luo Ning took out the flute.

As soon as he took it out, Bai Yulong lost his composure instantly.

It wanted to stand up, but there were still two people, one big and one small, hanging on its body.

Seeing this, Luo Ning quickly patted its head with his hand.

"Sit down," he ordered.

However, Bai Yulong didn't understand at all, he was dumbfounded, and in the end he obediently returned to his original position under Luo Ning's threat.

Luo Ning put the flute to his lips.

Blow out gently.

Very lightly, the flute didn't even make a sound.

Bai Yulong's ears immediately pricked up, and he stared at Luo Ning excitedly.

Luo Ning simply studied this magic dragon flute.

After all, this thing is a rare prop for him, and it may have a greater effect in the future, so it is not harmful to be the first to explore how to use it.

"call,"

The sound of airflow slowly flows out from the air holes of the flute, and the tiny sound is more like the bee flapping its wings.

"Ka!"

Bai Yulong immediately called out, responding to Luo Ning's voice.

Maybe it's because this kind of dragon looks somewhat similar to birds. Except for the dragon's cry, the white-feathered dragon can call out the other chickens, ducks, and peacocks.

"call,"

Luo Ning blew again.

"Karu...!"

Bai Yulong raised his head and yelled for a long time, but in the middle of the yell, he was interrupted by Luo Ning's slap on the head.

"Ka..."

The white feathered dragon muttered softly, its plush ears drooping pitifully.

"Whoosh..."

Luo Ning took another deep breath.

The drooping ears of the white-feathered dragon never stood up, it shrank back into the cave, its white feathers rubbed against the soil, and the soil clods fell down with a clatter.

It has very careful eyes and looks cowardly.

"call!"

Luo Ning switched to a short and fast syllable.

"Ka!"

Bai Yulong became excited in a second.

Luo Ning pressed his excited head with one hand, and put away the dragon flute with the other.

Basically sure.

Manipulating dragons is really just manipulating their emotions.

Emotions come from the syllables uttered by the dragon flute.

If it is a dull long sound, it sounds like someone is crying, and the white feather dragon will shrink together in fear.

If it is a light syllable, it is similar to playing around.

The long howling sound was a call, just like how Luo Ning successfully called out the white feathered dragon hiding in the mountains before.

Then if it is switched to an urgent syllable that is urgent and fast... maybe it is an instruction to kill?

As for the magic dragon, not only will they be affected by the magic dragon flute, but they also seem to be unconditionally loyal to the magic dragon flute...

Perhaps, hearing the sound of the dragon flute is like hearing an order from the supreme dragon <Dragon King>?

Bai Yulong moved his head closer and licked Luo Ning's hand.

It winked at Luo Ning again.

It seemed to really want to hear Luo Ning play the flute.

But Luo Ning had had enough trouble, so he didn't play with it anymore.

He turned his eyes away from the white-feathered dragon with pleading eyes, and looked straight at Milia.

Milia's fingertips turned slightly black, but her breath was still steady, Luo Ning decided to wait.

When he looked back, Luo Ning saw the black spots on Bai Yulong's body again.

Those black spots came from the scorched black parts left after the black rain burned the feathers.

Fortunately, the rain in the human territory was not as heavy as that of the demons. If it was like the torrential rain of the demons, the white feathered dragon would not be as simple as having black spots, and the whole dragon would be scorched.

Bai Yulong wanted to move his head to rub against Luo Ning, but Luo Ning slapped him away in disgust.

He opened the medicine box again, and followed his memory to find the two herbs that Milia had just identified.

Luo Ning has a good memory and can learn and use it flexibly.

The big one is anti-inflammatory, and the small one is to inhibit the growth of viruses.

I don't know if the herbal medicine has any effect on the dragon, but since it's just a kind of plant, it's not harmful to use it on the dragon.

The magic dragon is strong and tough, so it won't be poisoned by a little plant.

And by the way, I can test whether the herbs that grow in the human territory are useful or useless to the dragons...

At least it would be quite valuable to bring this kind of information back to the Demon Race Continent.

"Hold it, it hurts a little."

Luo Ning glanced at the injury on Bai Yulong's body.

Bai Yulong just blinked, so stupid that he didn't understand at all.

The black rain mixed with the white dragon virus may not be able to infect the white feather dragon, but this does not hinder Luo Ning's curiosity.

And he really wanted to heal its wounds... although its wounds were almost healed.

He wasn't as careful with the white feather dragon as he was with Milia. Luo Ning just grabbed the herb in his palm and crushed it vigorously, and then rubbed it on the scorched base of the white feather dragon's scorched wings under the curious eyes of the white feather dragon.

"Ow-!!!"

A cry echoed in the mountains and forests one after another.

Luo Ning slapped the broken leaves from his hands, and asked Bai Yulong with some concern.

"Is it any better?"

"Aw... woo..."

Bai Yulong was tearful, and looked back at his wings.

The scorched black area is already painful and numb, but after the pain, it seems to be more comfortable than before?

"Master God is bad..."

Raz, who was awakened by the call, seemed to understand the scene in front of him.

She hugged Bai Yulong's neck with great pity, but her arms were too short to wrap around her.

Luo Ning went around to Milia's side, and knelt down to confirm Milia's situation.

She was not awakened by the movement of the white feather dragon, so Luo Ning decided to let her sleep for a while.

245 Black scale

Until the evening, the rain in the mountains finally stopped.

The rays of the sun leaked from the clouds, and then shined on the ground through the mottled leaves.

The color of the ground soaked by the black rain has faded, and the emerald green of the leaves and the dark brown of the soil are slowly recovering.

Luo Ning had been guarding outside the cave for a long time, he dozed off for a while, until a series of sparse voices woke him up.

Luo Ning looked sideways and saw a petite little angel staggering towards Luo Ning with his finger in his mouth.

Raz slept and ate all day today, and Luo Ning couldn't even think of the reason why Raz staggered when he walked.

But he seemed to have guessed what Raz was thinking.

"Master God, hungry..."

Before she could say "hungry" for the second time, Luo Ning interrupted her.

"The dry food is gone."

"Huh...?" Raz's eyes filled with tears.

Luo Ning's arm crossed, pointing to the mountain diagonally behind.

"There is a stream over there, go and catch some fish."

Luo Ning felt that she had indulged Laz too much recently, besides letting her eat or let her sleep, Luo Ning had to carry her all day long.

It's good to let her do something occasionally.

Raz pouted his lips, hesitating in his mind whether to go or not.

Although the rain stopped, the grass was still wet. Raz didn't want to get his clothes dirty, but he was hungry...

"Go quickly." Luo Ning urged her.

Raz pursed his lips, although he was lazy, he had no choice but to act.

"How many do you want?"

As a noble angel family, how difficult is it to catch some fish?

Raz clapped his little hands and got off the white feather dragon.

"Three." Luo Ning counted the number of people, then inadvertently glanced at Bai Yulong, and corrected him:

"Four, or five."

"Naraz has gone."

Raz walked into the thick bushes.

In fact, she can walk completely, but because she is too lazy, she has to hang on Luo Ning's body all the time.

The bushes were much taller than Raz, and she was too short to see her head when she walked in them.

Luo Ning watched her walk away.

"Lonin..."

A subtle call behind him diverted Luo Ning's attention.

He hurried over and helped Milia up from the soft feathers.

Milia wanted to sit on the rock for a while, but Luo Ning helped her to go there.

She looked down at the situation in her hand.

The tips of the fingers are black, but there is no other variegation.

Luo Ning took the temperature of her forehead, and it was not as hot as before. The temperature should have dropped a little, but she was still in a state of fever.

"How is it? Can you see anything?" Luo Ning asked her.