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Chapter 169 Chapter 168: The curse (two in one)

Feeling the pressure released at will by the other side, Xuelinda swallowed her saliva nervously:
"Queen Kesha, I think Lord Prophet and I have reached a consensus, and there should be no need for a second negotiation."

"I am the King of Angels."

"I know."

"Go back to your place."

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Facing the Holy Kesha, Xuelinda couldn't think of anything else. After all, there is a substantial difference between being a king and a person in a high position. Although Shen Xian also felt a sense of coercion, he was by no means as scary as the Holy Kesha.

Holy Kesha was not surprised that Xuelinda would have thoughts about Shen Xiang. Shen Xiang just had a cold and aloof appearance. Leng Buding seemed to have a sense of calmness and self-reliance, but in fact, as long as he approached him without any malice, he would basically No lethality.

Shen Xang didn't care what Holy Kesha and Xuelinda would talk about. He was only focused on tasting the fruits of Ruoning's labor.

"Sure enough, no matter how much I make it, it won't taste as good as yours. Alas, what will I do if I don't have you in this future life?"

Ruoning didn't understand Shen Xang's lament. She had been guarding Shen Xang for so many years. There was nothing to worry about. Except for death and Shen Xang's rejection, there was no force that could drive her away from Shen Xang.

"Don't worry, I won't leave."

"Does it count?"

"You won't catch me if you don't count. There is no place in this world that you can't count."

Shen Yang thought for a while and shook his head: "If you really want to leave, there is a high probability that I won't be able to catch you."

"I have no reason to leave you. Protecting you is my lifelong mission."

Ruoning's tone was calm, as if she was just stating an understandable fact. A pair of clear eyes clearly reflected Shen Xing's appearance. She didn't know when her emotions were closely related to the person in front of her. She would feel proud of his success. Happy, but also angry that he is sad.

Neither Holy Kesha nor Tianji King Hexi understand Shen Xiang. What they see is Shen Xiang's half-accommodation to them. Only she has seen the most real him.

When Shen Xing noticed Ruoning's thoughts, he was a little confused. Did Ruoning mean understanding all his hobbies and habits? That being said, it's really scary.

"Ruoning, while we still have plenty of time, come with me to go around the Hailuo River."

"I advise you not to. Queen Keisha will be very worried about your safety."

Shen Yang waved his hand: "If I follow Kesha's request, I'd better not leave the door or take a step forward."

"But."

"It'll be fine if we come back before her negotiations are over. If you're particularly worried, I can go by myself."

"Let's go together."

Ruoning sighed, Queen Kesa really couldn't blame her for turning her elbows outward, so she couldn't just watch Shen Xi, the sweetheart, go out and wander around on his own.
Shen Xang took Ruoning in disguise and sneaked into the main city of Hailuohe. He had a special feeling in this area. There was definitely untimely gold here.

Ruoning watched Shen Yang looking around, and after about twenty minutes, he determined the direction to move forward.

This time, Shen Xing walked briskly, heading straight to an alley, and finally stopped in front of a slightly dilapidated blacksmith shop.

When you push the door open and walk in, you will be greeted by the strong smell of ironware on the shop floor, and there is an endless stream of clanking sounds.

An old man with a long beard didn't even raise his head, his eyes were glued to the account book in his hand.

“Look at whatever you need, our store doesn’t offer discounts.”

"No discount? Are these weapons guaranteed?"

"Everything hanging on the wall is new and unopened. There are no second-hand goods in this store."

The corners of Shen Yang's lips curled up: "Where is the blacksmith?"

The old man raised his eyes slightly irritably and looked at Shen Xang: "I am the blacksmith, what do you want from this life?"

"Let me see. Old man, have you heard of the legend of the Dark Dragon?"

"No, I just sell weapons here."

"The guard of Minglong said that he had never heard the legend of the Lord. Haha, then what is inside the egg you are guarding?"

The old man's expression was confused and his eyes darkened: "Young man, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, what's important is that this is the only chance to preserve your Dark Dragon culture."

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. You don't even dare to reveal your own parentage. How can I trust you?"

"It's not that I don't dare to expose it, it's that it's not necessary. If I reveal my identity, the nature of the situation will change drastically."

Shen Xang adopted Minglong alone. This matter was his private matter. He could just keep him without anyone knowing. No one knew he was an angel anyway, but adopting Minglong as an angel prophet meant that angels had to interact with Minglong. The dragons are on the same side.

For tens of thousands of years, Minglong was persecuted until his race was almost extinct. Now he is even offered a high reward, which shows that he is a hot potato.

Although Shen Xiang knew that the so-called dark dragon was a large black lizard with long wings, thick skin and some medicinal value, there were many people who firmly believed that the flesh of the dark dragon could lead to immortality. Angels are not afraid of trouble, but there is no need to just Because of his own recklessness, he was stained with fishiness.

The old man could probably guess what Shen Xiang meant, but he would never accept that the existence he had guarded to the death was taken away by a guy of unknown origin.

“Enjoyment and responsibility can’t just be one thing, I have to know who you are.”

"I'm greedy, so I'm happy to take just one. If you don't let me pull you down, I'll make enough food and clothing myself."

Shen Xi walked towards a place with an expressionless face. The old man suddenly stood up and threw the steel fork towards Shen Xi.

Shen Xiang remained calm and continued to look for the direction he sensed. Ruoning stepped in front of Shen Xiang and grabbed the steel fork with a cold gaze.

"court death."

Letting the clanking sound behind him, Shen Xang groped slowly without any worry. The old man would be able to reach the second-generation angel's thread if he died. Ruoning's beating of him was no more difficult than opening a coconut.

Walking to the hidden small room, Shen Xiang stepped lightly, held his breath, and cautiously entered the room.

"Goo?"

A crisp voice came from a corner. Shen Xian looked for the sound and saw a coal ball squatting not far away, with sapphire blue eyes staring closely at him.

Shen Xiang sent out a friendly signal and tried to approach slowly. This little coal ball was quite courageous. He only tilted his head slightly when facing Shen Xiang.

Logically speaking, the briquettes should be mostly curious, but Shen Yang felt sadness and despair from the other party. It was only when Shen Xi got closer that he discovered that the briquettes were sick.

Large areas of its scales fell off, revealing the festering and rotten skin underneath. The shocking sight made Shen Xiang raise his eyebrows.

"Don't be afraid, you'll get better soon if you be patient."

Shen Xiang tried to move the small thing into his hand. Although the little coal ball didn't like to move, it didn't resist. It just closed its eyes and let Shen Xiang move its body.

But when the pain on the body subsided and the itching faded, the little coal ball became energetic. When Shen Xing let go of it, it immediately looked at its body and looked at its intact scales. It stared at Shen Xing with wide eyes. Little Briquette: He is a soft-hearted God!
Shen Yang tentatively touched the head of the little coal ball: "Do you want to go home with me?"

There was a high probability that the little briquette could not understand what Shen Xiang was talking about, but it took the initiative to get into Shen Xiang's hand and replaced its answer with action.

Shen Xian smiled: Ha, you won't give it if you say you won't? I said you can get it if you take it.

After Shen Yang picked up the little briquettes, he randomly looked around a corner. He was sure there were at least ten in the room, but why was only the most seriously ill one standing out? It couldn't be that he was forced out to prevent trouble.

"Little one, do you want to vent your anger?"

The little coal ball raised his head in confusion. When Shen Xang's Huan successfully deciphered Minglong's language, his thoughts were successfully transmitted to the little guy in his arms.

The little coal ball nodded vigorously, flapped its wings hard and flew up. After roaring, he rushed to a place. The situation after that was really not optimistic. The little coal ball was not the biggest, but he was the most ferocious in a fight. .

In just a few minutes, the little coal ball beat up all the others of its kind. After winning a great victory, he returned to Shen Xing with his head held high and his eyes looking at each other expectantly.

"you're good."

Shen Xang obeyed the other party's wishes and praised him, and the little coal ball folded his wings and lay on Shen Xun's shoulder with satisfaction.

Shen Yang took out a large pet bag: "Little one, let them all come in, we are going home."

"Goo!"

A few thin little things entered first, but things never went so smoothly. A gray little dragon who had been beaten the hardest suddenly grunted: Mihilda betrayed us, this man will kill us all, Use our skins to make decorations!

Shen Xian:? What a big shit basin.

Without waiting for Shen Xing's reaction, the little coal ball swooped down again. This time it didn't leave any room to spare. It didn't let go until it bit the other one to death.

Hearing the gray and shrill screams, Shen Xian, an outsider, felt numb, let alone those of the same kind.

"Gu!" Anyone who dares to question me will be so stupid!
The old man outside listened to the shrill screams inside and struggled wildly, but his little strength was just a splash in front of Ruoning. Ruoning increased his strength again, only to hear a clear crunching sound, and the pain of broken bones made the old man die. With the strength to struggle, he could only stare at the woman on top of him resentfully.

If eyes were lethal, then Ruoning would have been killed countless times.

Ruoning stared back with no intention. Let alone this person, even the gaze of thousands of troops was not enough to make her timid. She was fighting for justice.

When a certain 'justice' walked out of the small room, everything he saw was messy and dilapidated.

"Are you injured?"

"No, he doesn't have the ability yet."

"That's good. I'm done here. Let's go back first."

Ruoning stepped on the old man: "Are you going to kill this one?"

"No killing, no doing anything that goes against Kesha's concept of justice."

"Yes."

Ruoning didn't agree with Shen Xang's behavior. The old man took Minglong so seriously that if he didn't kill him, there would be trouble later, and Kesha wasn't here, so why insist on it?
Thoughts are thoughts, actions are actions. Following Shen Xiang's instructions is almost engraved in Ruoning's DNA. She immediately released her grip and retreated behind Shen Xiang.

"Kesha? Are you talking about the holy Kesha? You are the gods."

"No words."

Shen Yang simply interrupted the old man: "You know that I know, but you can't tell me. If you tell me, you can't keep the secret, and you can't keep your head either."

"Goo?"

The little briquette came out of Shen Xang's collar and looked at the old man in confusion. His head hadn't fallen off yet.

"You're quite curious. Hurry up and take you home."

The little coal ball cleverly re-hidden into Shen Xuan's loose robe. This scene shocked the old man. They all said that Minglong does not understand human kindness and does not remember gratitude. They are gods without emotions, but now it seems that this little dragon is clearly I really listened to this male angel.

Shen Xiang sensed the old man's thoughts and wanted to explain but felt it was unnecessary. Minglong is very smart and can learn a lot of knowledge, but the language talent of this race is so poor that it is extremely difficult to learn another language, which is why the world cannot understand it. The key to Dark Dragon's thoughts.

During the period when the Minglong culture was prevalent, there were dragon translators who specialized in translating the Minglong language. However, due to the limitations of technology at the time, the dragon translators could only judge based on experience and were unable to achieve true communication.

This situation lasted for a long time, and the Nether Dragon was no longer bothered to worry about how to communicate with humans. It was enough to get along normally and peacefully, but people could not understand this. All they could see was the increasingly cold attitude of the Nether Dragon race. , so there were various remarks criticizing Minglong's temperament.

In fact, dark dragons are just like people. Different dark dragons have different personalities. The little briquette that Shen Xang caught was a chatterbox and kept cooing in his clothes.

Little Briquette: My name is Mihilda, what is your name?
Shen Yang: Shen Yang.

Little coal ball: Shen Xang? I remember, you saved me, and we will be good friends from now on. If you have anything to say, I will definitely help you.

Shen Yang: Okay, it’s a deal.

Little Coal Ball: Shen Xi, you are the first person I have ever seen who understands dragon language. That’s great.

Shen Xiang: Soon you will know more people who can understand you.

Little Briquette: Really? I'm looking forward to it.
After that, Xiao Qiuqiu didn't stop talking until Shen Xang and Ruoning returned to the headquarters in Hailuohe. Holy Kesha had ended the negotiations.

"You're back, where have you been?"

"Kesha, come and see my new friend."

Kesha, who already knew everything, still pretended to look forward to it, watching Shen Xi take out Mihilda: "Look what is this?"

When Mihilda saw Kesha, she tentatively waved her claws towards her. The aesthetics of dragons are somewhat different from those of humans, but they can roughly understand the beauty and ugliness of humans. Shen Xian is a good-looking guy. This woman named Kesha It’s also a very good-looking person.

"Hello, my name is Mihilda."

Kesha nodded and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Hello, welcome to Merlot Heaven."

Kesha didn't know where Shen Xuan knew about the existence of the Dark Dragon, but there was something very magical in the Dark Dragon's genes that she had always wanted to study. Unfortunately, the Dark Dragon was not an animal. They were extremely intelligent and did not accept genetic research.

Who would have thought that after tens of thousands of years, Kesha would have given up hope, but Shen Xing would give her a hug, and it would come back as a litter.

Mihilda was excited: "Can you really understand me?"

"Well, it's time to eat soon. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Is meat okay? I want to eat meat."

"of course can."
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The Dark Dragon family, hidden deep in the edge universe, received an anonymous letter from their hometown and included a baby dragon corpse.

'The Angel Civilization seized 12 baby dragons and tortured and killed 1. This is the body after the torture'

(End of this chapter)