Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Chapter 913: The boss is not here, all the treasures are mine!

Victoria Song blinked her beautiful big eyes and stared at the little golden dragon with curiosity.

"Your name is Dade Dawei?"

The golden little dragon shook his head and said, "Beautiful sister, my name is not Dade Dawei, my name is Dade Dawei Baby Tianlong.

Sister, you can call me baby, or you can call me dragon baby..."

"Baby Long, right? What did you mean by 'emmi tofu'?"

The baby dragon clasped his two little paws together, his face full of solemnity. "That's it, 'Emi tofu'... The big bald guy used to say 'Emi tofu' like this before he struck the wooden fish."

Victoria Song said, "Are you talking about Amitabha?"

Dragon Baby scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Is that so? I've been hearing the phrase 'Emi Tofu' all along. I thought it was a spell to activate the wooden fish."

Song Qian giggled, raised her hand, grabbed the baby dragon's wings, lifted him up, looked him over and over, and then nodded silently.

"Your voice is so childish, so you're actually a little male dragon... Tell me, how did you end up trapped inside this wooden fish?"

"Baby doesn't know either. Ever since I can remember, I've been staying inside this wooden fish. Every once in a while, some of my dragon essence is extracted, and my memories are lost.

After all these years, I only remember that my name was Dade Dawei Baobao Tianlong, and I also remember the old monk chanting "Emi Doufu". As for the rest, I can no longer remember them.

Song Qian didn't say anything, but raised her hand and pressed it on Long Baobao's head, and her consciousness instantly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a while, she withdrew her hand and looked at the other person with some pity.

This little fellow's sea of ​​consciousness is empty, all his memories have been cleared or drained out. It can be said that his existence is just to serve as a power bank for this wooden fish Buddha treasure.

"What a poor kid!"

Rubbing his little head, Victoria Song whispered, "Follow me from now on. We'll have delicious food and drinks, and we won't be used as power banks for others anymore!"

Song Qian has a special preference for mythical creatures like dragons, especially cute little dragons like baby dragons. Song Qian likes them very much. Regardless of whether the other party is willing to follow her or not, she has already made a decision for the baby dragon!

"Oh well!"

Baby Long had no objection. He had just seen the light of day again and had no goals or pursuits at all. He just did whatever the big sister in front of him told him to do.

With a flash of his body, the three-meter-long dragon body of the baby dragon turned into a three-foot-long mini dragon, and flew carefully to Song Qian's shoulder. After seeing that the other party was not unhappy, he yawned.

"Beautiful sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Victoria Song, and my Taoist name is Luo Tian!"

In front of a little guy, Victoria Song had no interest in showing off. After briefly introducing herself, she turned her head to glance at the mini dragon lying on her shoulder.

Don't mention it, the more you look at her, the cuter she becomes.

"Baby Dragon, tell me, what abilities do you have?"

"The baby will be gray!"

"Can fly? What kind of ability is that? Do you have any other abilities?"

"I can breathe fire! Oh, and I can control lightning."

"Fine!"

Victoria Song stopped asking. It didn’t matter what abilities this little dragon had. It was cute enough. It was quite interesting to raise it as a pet baby.

...

Before returning to the capital of the Buddhist Tang Dynasty, Song Qian heard the howling of the old ruffian Purple Gold Dragon from a long distance away.

"Ow!"

"What's mine, it's all mine!"

"Boss, this treasure trove belongs to me, Uncle Long!"

Above the imperial capital, the purple-gold divine dragon transformed into a thirty-zhang long dragon body and wandered around the imperial capital. Song Qian, the person who could suppress him, was not there, so he directly began to transform into a fellow countryman.

No matter whether you are a member of the royal family or a great monster, as long as he takes a fancy to something good on you, it will all be snatched away.

At first, everyone still had great awe and fear for this mythical dragon. Even if their treasure was robbed, they did not dare to complain and handed over their treasures honestly.

Until one day, this old ruffian seized Shangguan Wan'er.

After Wu Zhao's death, Shangguan Wan'er was not implicated. As the former empress's confidant, she naturally had many treasures in her hands, and was soon targeted by the Purple Gold Dragon.

Although Patriarch Fo Tang surrendered and Lord Song Xuan no longer pursued other crimes against Monk Fo Tang, many people in the imperial capital were still in a state of panic, fearing that they would be held accountable one day in the future.

Therefore, facing the blackmail of the dragon, Shangguan Wan'er naturally did not dare to resist. She respectfully offered all kinds of treasures, just hoping to calm the situation and not be implicated because of Wu Zhao.

But unfortunately, the old rogue Purple Gold Dragon is not a particular dragon.

Even if others are robbing, it's over after they're done.

But this old ruffian was not like that. After he robbed her once, he looked back and calculated, and suddenly felt that he had not robbed enough. He robbed her in the morning and went again in the afternoon. In less than a day, he had robbed Shangguan Wan'er three times.

Being robbed would have been bad enough, but this old ruffian even went further. After learning that Shangguan Wan'er had been a close confidant of Empress Wu Zetian, he even asked her to become his maid.

Originally, if the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon had asked Shangguan Wan'er to be her maid in a condescending manner from the beginning, she would probably have agreed.

After all, with an uncertain future, being a maid to Lord Shenlong is like having a backer, which is not a bad thing.

But after being robbed three times by the gangster Long in one day and then being asked to be a maid, Shangguan Wan'er's mentality collapsed.

In her opinion, the other party had drained all her cultivation resources and was planning to use her as a furnace to drain her dry. They were not going to give her any chance to survive!

At that moment, Shangguan Wan'er gave up and stood directly above the imperial capital, pointing at the purple-gold dragon and cursing.

I can't beat him, but I have to curse him to my heart's content before I die.

Evil thief, treacherous thief, lecherous thief, old and not dead is a thief; mother, it is true that the mother is not happy; you want the mother to die; you rat, you have done the most filthy things...

He cursed in a mess, and all the cultivators in the imperial capital were stunned. Even the ancestor Fo Tang sighed helplessly.

Shangguan Wan'er scolded him to this extent. If Lord Shenlong got angry, even he, the former ancestor of the dynasty, would have no way to protect her!

But in the end, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon did not become furious as everyone expected. Instead, it stared at Shangguan Wan'er with a strange look.

"If you don't want to be one, then don't be one. You little bitch, why are you cursing so harshly?"

"Bah, you don't want to be a maid, and Master Long doesn't even look down on a shrew like you!"

After hurling a few curse words back, the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon did not resort to violence. Instead, it turned its body and walked away leisurely in the air.

The group of Mahayana monks were stunned.

Gone, just like that?

Is it appropriate for you, an old ruffian, to be so civilized?

Chapter 914 Big Loach and Little Bean

Ever since Shangguan Wan'er's street-swearing incident, the strong men in the imperial capital have had a basic understanding of the nature of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon.

They are really stealing when they steal things, and they are really shameless when they are shameless.

But as long as he steals your things, you can curse him a few times to vent your anger, and this ruffian dragon will not bother with you.

According to the Purple Gold Dragon,

Since the boss is not here, your treasures are Uncle Long’s treasures. If I don’t want them, you can keep them, but if I want them, you have to give them to me!

If you don’t give it to me, I will beat you up, but if you give it to me, Uncle Long doesn’t mind you complaining.

It's so hot today, and you guys are saying such cold words, which can be considered as cooling down me, Uncle Long!

The monks in the imperial capital of Chang'an were helpless in dealing with this shameless idiot. Apart from cursing him, there was really no other good way.

Even the ancestor Fo Tang, after being blackmailed by the Purple Gold Dragon for the fourth time, could no longer bear it and started cursing.

"Get out of here, old man!"

The Purple Gold Dragon chuckled, "Go away if you want, but we have a deal, Old Li, Uncle Long is gone, but I'll come back to beg for alms tomorrow, and you can't refuse!"

Patriarch Fo Tang's cheeks trembled continuously, and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

The purple-gold divine dragon didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, it roared, and its body kept rolling in the clouds. It actually rolled away. It was so shameless that it was really speechless.

Above the clouds, the purple-gold dragon sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​clouds, legs crossed, happily counting today's harvest.

"One North, Two Norths, Three Norths..."

"Haha, over 30,000 ancient treasures, two supreme treasures... Old Li's family must have some good stuff. I'll go and extort some more tomorrow!"

Speaking of shamelessness, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon is indeed shameless, but he is not so good-tempered that he would not kill people even if they were scolded.

The main reason is that his boss is Song Qian, and Song Qian's boss is Song Xuan. Early this morning, Fu Tang surrendered, and Song Xuan promised personally that he would no longer vent his anger on other people in the imperial capital of Chang'an.

It would be fine if Zi Jin just stole some things, and he guessed that Song Xuan would turn a blind eye and pretend not to know. But if he killed people indiscriminately just to steal things, that would be a slap in Song Xuan's face.

To slap Song Xuan in the face is to slap the boss Song Qian in the face. Even though the Purple Gold Dragon has thick skin and flesh, it doesn't want to experience the feeling of being hit on the forehead by the coffin lid of the Three Lives Bronze Coffin again!

It really felt like my soul was being shattered, it was so scary!

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

When the Purple Gold Divine Dragon was happily sorting out the treasures, a crisp sound suddenly came from his ears. He shuddered and quickly raised his head.

Victoria Song looked at the old ruffian speechlessly.

It was clearly a divine dragon, but at this moment, Zi Jin, with a dragon head and a human body, was half lying on the clouds with his legs crossed. His greedy and comfortable look was no different from that of a street thug.

"Oh, where did this dragon head monster come from!"

The mini dragon baby was originally lying on Song Qian's shoulder and was drowsy. After hearing Song Qian's voice, he immediately opened his eyes curiously and looked forward. At a glance, he saw the ruffian posture of the purple-gold dragon!

"what?"

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly, but after hearing the baby dragon's baby voice, he immediately frowned with some vigilance.

"Where did this little kid come from? Have you had your milk? If not, do you want to be kicked by your uncle Long?"

At that moment, he transformed into a purple-gold dragon body again. The thousand-foot-long dragon body was looming in the clouds and mist. The huge dragon head descended from the sky, staring at the baby dragon with majesty.

"Little kid, open your eyes wide and see if Uncle Long is a dragon-headed monster."

The baby dragon blinked its big, sparkling eyes and looked at it for a moment. "Oh, so you're a real dragon. Just now, seeing you like that, I thought you were a half-dragon!"

"Half-dragon?"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily, "You are the half-dragon, your whole family is half-dragon!"

The curses were so foul that the Purple Gold Divine Dragon couldn't help but get angry.

What's the difference between this and someone calling you a moron born from a cross between a man and a nigger, right in front of you?

If it weren't for the little dragon baby lying on Song Qian's shoulder at this moment, the Purple Gold Dragon would have killed him with a breath of dragon fire.

"its not right!"

The face of the originally angry Purple-Gold Divine Dragon changed, revealing a look of doubt.

"That's not right. You little kid, why aren't you afraid when you see Uncle Long?"

If the other party is an immortal or god-level being outside the dragon clan, it would be fine if he is not afraid of him, the dragon god.

But this little creature can be seen at a glance to be from the dragon clan. Seeing the wings on its back, it should not be a pure-blooded dragon.

A baby dragon with impure dragon blood, when seeing the king of the dragon clan, was not afraid or daunted, and even dared to provoke him. What was going on?

Uncle Dragon has been sealed for tens of thousands of years. Is it possible that the royal bloodline among the divine dragons is no longer able to suppress other dragons?

The baby dragon opened his cute eyes wide, with a puzzled look on his face, "Oh, big loach, are you sick? Besides your size, what else can scare a dragon?"

"No, that's not right!"

The purple-gold dragon also felt something was wrong. It shook its body and turned into a human body with a dragon head again. It stood in front of Song Qian, staring at the baby dragon.

"Boss, where did you pick up this little kid?"

"I got it from a wooden fish blind box!"

Victoria Song shook the wooden fish in her hand, then clapped it twice. "Emi tofu, Purple Gold Donor, you can't even scare a little guy. Are you, the Dragon King, a pirated copy?"

The Purple Gold Dragon didn't understand what piracy meant, and it probably wasn't a good thing, but he didn't care about it at the moment. Instead, he stared at the baby dragon without blinking.

"From the overall appearance, it looks like a five-clawed golden dragon, undoubtedly of divine dragon bloodline."