Prodigal son of another world

Looking at the dinner on the table, Fei Long lost his appetite for the first time.

Flying limply onto the bed, the disabled dragon's eyes remained dull.

He didn't understand why Xu Ming treated him like this.

Before it came to Xu Ming's side, Shenglong confessed that its main purpose was to eat his, drink his, live in his, and make trouble for Xu Ming.

Thinking about it now, is this the only role left for me?

Xiaolong suddenly felt extremely ridiculous, laughing at himself for being loyal to the dragon clan and admiring the holy dragon.

The loyal Dragon Emperor, after kneeling for a year, gave an impossible sentence!

The awe-inspiring holy dragon, like a pig, gave himself to someone who didn't understand?

Moreover, this person was only known to be a body of nine leaks before!

The body of nine leaks, the most useless physique on the mainland, when I left the dragon clan, the eyes of the dragons came to my mind again.

It didn't understand it at the time, but now that I think about it, I realize that there is something called pity.

Those dragons who were about the same size as me didn't hold back the cheerful smiles when they left.

Tears flowed down unconsciously, thinking of everything in the past, did I give up on myself?

The waste dragon thought back to the past, ate and slept, slept and ate, and occasionally went to steal the treasures of other dragons to avenge their insults to him.

But what is the use of these?In the end, the result was just being insulted again!

Tears blurred his vision, and Xiaolong closed his eyes tightly, unwilling to recall everything back then.

But the more I don't want to recall, the more clear the memory of the past, like a nightmare, lingering.

"impossible!"

"It's enough for you to eat, drink and live, and make trouble along the way. I don't expect you to do anything else."

"Besides a dragon king father, what else do you have left?"

"Little brother, you are really embarrassing us Red Dragon!"

The Dragon Emperor, the Holy Dragon, the ordinary dragons, and even his own brother are all mocking him.

The waste dragon opened its mouth and wanted to howl, but it couldn't make a sound, so it could only growl silently.

"Dignity is earned by oneself!"

"What about the body of nine leaks? Who dares to say that I am a waste?"

"Code name, Dragon Walker!"

"..."

Xu Ming's words sounded again, although he still called it a waste, but the waste dragon found that Xu Ming cared about him.

As Xu Ming said, it is completely possible to send it back, or throw it away without taking it with you.

But Xu Ming took it, and never let him leave, constantly increasing his confidence.

Although he has been calling himself a useless dragon, he is more angry at himself for not fighting, and angry at himself for giving up on himself.

Fei Long understood, but when he thought about it, he found that Xu Ming was not in the room.

Recalling Xu Ming's words when he left, Fei Long heaved a sigh of relief, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Xu Ming came back, it was already late at night, and the disabled dragon fell into a deep sleep.

Xu Ming smiled with some relief, leaned against the waste dragon, took out the jug, and drank it one after another.

Abandoned Dragon's physique cannot be remedied by training, and Xu Ming does not have any cultivation methods that can change his physique, only some prescriptions that can enhance his physique.

These prescriptions are attached to the Nine Transformation Magic Art. I don't know if it will work for the waste dragon.

No matter what, you still have to try. If it doesn't work, Xu Ming can only work harder, increase his strength, and find other methods for Xiaolong.

Those prescriptions are mainly used in his cultivation, and only when combined with the Nine Transformation Magic Art, can they exert great power, strengthen their physique, and accelerate Xu Ming's understanding of demons.

"Let's see then." Xu Ming looked at the sleeping waste dragon and sighed slightly.

He is sure to transform the waste dragon, but the waste dragon may not be willing, just cooperate with his nine-transformation magic formula to demonize the waste dragon.

When in contact with the demon, you will be baptized and strengthened in all aspects. If you practice hard, reach the metamorphosis stage, and transform into a demon, you will get unimaginable benefits, no less than a monster that devours growth potential.

It's just, become a demon, is the waste dragon willing?

Demons, in this world, are demons that were active in ancient times. They devour living beings and increase their cultivation. They are existences that all races hate.

Xu Ming is now afraid that the waste dragon will not be able to turn his head, and he does not want to become a demon.

Early the next morning, Xu Ming left again, and Fei Long had to sleep in the house.

When it was almost noon, Xu Ming came back, ordered some food and wine, ate something casually, and left again.

In this way, after three days, Xu Ming was basically outside except when he came back for meals, and no one knew what Xu Ming was doing.

When Xu Ming finally came back at night, Fei Long couldn't help asking: "What have you been up to these days?"

"Look at some people." Xu Ming closed the door, took out 38 throwing knives from the interspatial ring, stuck them in his waist, and said calmly.

"Looking at people? Are there any acquaintances here?" Feilong was puzzled.

"No, the task, the person to kill." Xu Ming said, then fixed the Tang Dao on his waist, and put Remnant Meng into the interspatial ring.

"Are you really going to be a killer?" The waste dragon was astonished. It thought that Xu Ming deliberately hit him, so he registered a code name.

"Nonsense, what do you eat if you don't become a killer? You eat so much every day, and the hundred gold coins are almost gone." Xu Ming rolled his eyes, paused, and said, "You go too this time."

"Ah?" The waste dragon shrank back in fright, a little unwilling.

"Look at your bear, what's the matter? Return the son of the Dragon King." Xu Ming gave the disabled dragon a disdainful look, and surrounded the throwing knife with his belt so that no one would notice.

"I'm a giant dragon, how can I do such a despicable thing?" The waste dragon said proudly, but after seeing Xu Ming's disdainful eyes, he suddenly softened: "Okay, I admit that my arrogance is pure nonsense. Blow."

"Heh" Xu Ming smiled gratifiedly, and winked at Feilong: "I let you go this time, mainly because that nobleman has something that both you and I need."

"What?" The waste dragon wondered, what would it need?

"Blazing grass, ironwood root, and various herbs." Xu Ming said in a low voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Really?" Wasted Dragon was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and hurriedly asked.

Flame Grass has a great effect on the fire-type giant dragon cub, making it more sensitive to flames and more clearly sensing.The iron wood root is a very strong tree root, which can temper the body and increase its strength.

This is very attractive to the waste dragon!

"I didn't lie to you. This is the map of that nobleman's house. You should find a way to get rid of that nobleman and collect the herbs." Xu Ming directly took out a map and instructed.

"I'll go? What about you?" The waste dragon hesitated. It's the first time to be a killer, so you have to set out the mission yourself?The waste dragon is a little guilty.

"I'm going to get rid of the steward of the Chen family. If you want to change with me, you can do it. Be prepared to face warriors." Xu took a look at Feilong and joked.

"Then what is the strength of this nobleman? If he reaches the level of a warrior, I will definitely not go." Feilong asked hastily.

"A middle-ranked warrior, he came to Qingfeng City to do some small things this time. He didn't bring any masters or guards. The highest rank is only a high-ranked warrior. You can just go while he is fast asleep." Xu Ming recalled for a moment and said.

"Really?" The waste dragon was still not very confident.

"Look at your bear, I really wonder if you were kissed by some low-level monster back then, you are less courageous than a cave mouse." Xu Ming sneered.

"Who says you're timid? Just go, whoever is afraid of whom." Feilong glared at Xu Ming angrily, and snorted.

"Then what do you need to prepare?" Xu Ming asked, when he didn't want to act, the waste dragon found an excuse to slip away.

"No need to prepare anything." The waste dragon shook his head, blinked, and whispered, "Are you sure there are no warriors?"

"..." Xu Ming really wanted to strangle this cowardly useless dragon, gritted his teeth and said, "There are really no warriors."

"Then don't worry, flame grass, iron wood root, I will definitely snatch them back." Feilong said firmly, and in a flash, he became worried again: "What will we do after we snatch it?"

"After you snatch it, go back to sleep, the rest is none of your business." Xu Ming said calmly, he had already thought of a way out.

"Oh, that's it, by the way, do you have any secret method that can instantly increase your strength, leave it to me, just in case." The waste dragon rubbed his little paws and whispered.

"..." Xu Ming was speechless, and stared fiercely at the waste dragon. He couldn't figure out how the Dragon Clan produced such a superb product.

"No, if you do well, I will teach you a set of martial arts." Xu Ming thought for a moment and promised.

"Okay, it's settled like that." Fei Long was overjoyed, and hurriedly made a decision, for fear that Xu Ming would go back on his word.

Xu Ming shook his head, didn't bother to pay attention, and began to adjust his state.