Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Chapter 146 Mr. Yun, It's Okay, There's That One!

"This wine is good! It is indeed a fine wine from Long Mansion."

The old man put down the jade wine glass, and a smile appeared on his old face.

The handsome young man smiled, asked his concubine to fill the old man's glass, and said, "If Mr. Yun likes it, just bring back a thousand jars of wine..."

"Just one glass is enough. If you drink too much, the wine will be bad."

The old man in Chinese clothes shook his head, and after saying this, he was silent for a while.

Then, with a slightly complicated expression, he said, "I haven't seen you for many years, but you have changed a lot."

The handsome young man sighed and said: "How dare you not change? If it doesn't change, the true blood in my body will probably be drained by Mr. Yun again."

"How can I be qualified to drink and chat with Mr. Yun here?"

The old man in fine clothes didn't answer, put down his wine glass, and said calmly: "The reason why the Dragon King came to Beijing this time is for that evil dragon?"

"Mr. Yun still understands me!"

The handsome young man nodded and said with some emotion: "This king is just such a brother, and he is also a member of the same clan with pure blood."

"However, the father spoiled it at the beginning, and made it develop an arrogant and lawless temperament."

"I deserve what I got today. I can't blame others, but..."

The handsome young man's tone suddenly changed, and his eyes became cold.

"My elder brother has been imprisoned by you for thirty years! He has suffered so much!"

"Even if there is a huge mistake, it should be offset, right?"

"What do you think, Mr. Yun?"

The old man in rich clothes looked at the wine slowly swaying in the cup, and said calmly: "What your elder brother committed at the beginning was a heinous crime, killing more than 100 million people. In the aftermath, no one knows how many people were displaced. , homeless.”

"Afterwards, it joined the Black Lotus Sect and became the elder of the Black Lotus Sect. It deliberately caused plagues, floods, locust plagues, and floods..."

"I don't know how many people's lives were filled in."

"Nowadays, along the coast of the East China Sea, there are still many fertile fields, which are still water swamps!"

The old man paused slightly before speaking in a deep voice.

"Now, the Dragon King still thinks that 30 years is too much?"

"How can the lives of ordinary people compare with my dragon clan?"

The face of the handsome young man turned ferocious, and his voice was like thunder, filling the room.

Gradually shake and tremble!
But the old man in fine clothes was unmoved in the slightest, and the powerful power emanating from the handsome young man seemed to have no influence on him in the slightest.

"Dragon King, be careful what you say."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth indifferently, and an invisible aura surged out from his body, counteracting the pressure of the handsome young man.

"I was wrong. Over the years, your temper has not changed at all!"

The old man in fine clothes said quietly.

Then, he changed the subject.

"According to the laws of Great Xia, that evil dragon will have to be imprisoned for at least a hundred years, and suffer heart-burning pain all day long, until he beheaded in public!"

"But the Dragon King came to Beijing in person this time. I, Daxia, will naturally give him this face."

As soon as these words came out, the momentum in the room suddenly disappeared, and the handsome young man asked: "What do you mean?"

The old man in fine clothes finally raised his head, looked squarely at the handsome young man, and said calmly, "It's absolutely impossible to let your elder brother go back with you."

"But the old man can come forward and intercede with Emperor Xia, and let you and that evil dragon meet in Emperor Xia's city."

The handsome young man was startled when he heard the words, then he frowned slightly and thought for a while.

"Mr. Yun is serious?"

"Ninety percent sure."

After a moment of silence, the handsome young man nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Yun."

"Come on!"

The handsome young man called out, and the beautiful concubine next to him responded.

"Bring some fine wine to Mr. Yun."

Before the beautiful concubine responded, the old man in rich clothes had already shaken his head and said "No need!"

Then, the figure disappeared on the spot.

The concubine didn't care, she still took out the good wine, filled a glass for the handsome young man, cupped his hands to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, can you believe what this old man says?"

The handsome young man smiled indifferently and said, "Whether he can be trusted or not."

"Anyway, I'm going to Beijing this time, and I'm going to take it back."

After that, he drank the wine in one gulp.

As far as he is concerned, the real purpose is not the black flood dragon.

The next moment, singing and dancing started again.

In the center of the imperial city, there is the Emperor Protector Hall.

The light in the hall is dim, and the lights flicker.

Suddenly, a howling cold wind poured into the depths of the hall like waves.

"How? Can you find out the details of that golden dragon?"

The old monk Wu Tianming, who was carefully wiping the lamp, stopped what he was doing and spoke slowly.

"The bloodline has returned to the ancestors, and the cultivation level is the first to step into the Dao Palace. There is indeed that person's aura on his body."

From the depths of the hall, an old voice echoed.

"It's no wonder that Qitian Demon Lord purposely withdrew his strength by the lakeside of Jiangshui City and only broke its dragon horn, but didn't dare to kill the golden flood dragon."

Wu Tianming's expression moved slightly, thoughtfully.

"It doesn't matter! Now there is that senior who has become a saint in the imperial city. This golden dragon can't make any trouble."

"Too!"

After a while, the voice in the depths of the hall disappeared, and Wu Tianming continued to wipe the lamp.

Business as usual.

……

"Strange! This black flood dragon is already at the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, and it is also a Xiantian dragon species. Why did it die so well?"

Su Bai couldn't figure it out for a while.

After he used his spiritual thoughts to penetrate into the No. 17 prison, he understood the cause and effect, and then took a closer look at Nielong's body.

This is understand!

Although this black dragon died quite suddenly.

But it seems that it is not accidental and without warning.

In other words, this black dragon should have died a long time ago!

The Daxia officials who participated in the autopsy finally concluded that he died of heart failure and exhaustion of spirit and life.

The first half of the sentence is understandable, but the second half is a bit strange.

Die at the end of your life!

When Su Bai first heard about it, he thought that the Daxia official who came to this conclusion was a fool.

After all, the black flood dragon is a natural dragon species with an extremely long lifespan, not to mention it is still young, how could it die at the end of its lifespan?

Later, Su Bai personally inspected the dragon corpse and found that even its soul had dissipated, and it really looked like it had died.

This is a bit interesting.

How could a young and strong dragon breed die so peacefully?

After the work was over, Su Bai walked in the corridor returning to the residence, and began to extract the random skills of the black flood dragon.

A huge black light group escaped into Su Bai's body.

After obtaining part of the memory of the black flood dragon, the truth will be revealed.

The magical powers obtained from the black dragon are not of a low grade.

Qipin!The name of the magical power——[Water Control]!
It’s almost the same as Teng Yao’s [Teng Snake Transformation].

They all have perfect control over a certain element of heaven and earth.

The light and rain and mist of Teng Yao, the water of black dragon.

This level of magical power has basically reached the pinnacle of secular techniques.

It can be regarded as the existence of top boxing sects, sword sects, and sword sects.

Going up means entering the Tao and understanding the truth.

Become a saint!

Let’s go back to the black dragon thing.

Su Bai thinks that the best thing about random lottery drawing is——

To win the supernatural power is basically to draw out the memory of this demon's life.

After all, for many monsters, supernatural powers are often innate abilities, used from childhood to adulthood, from life to death.

And the memory of this black flood dragon is also a bit interesting.

(End of this chapter)