My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

In the dark cave, the little white rabbit's red eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment.

She grabbed Yang Ling's clothes tightly, her body trembling involuntarily.

For a timid little coward like her, the scene just now was beyond her psychological endurance.

She didn't faint directly, she was strong enough.

Feeling the little white rabbit's panic, Yang Ling patted her head gently, "It's okay."

Hearing Yang Ling's words, Little White Rabbit slowly came back to his senses and whispered: "What happened just now?"

"I don't know the specific situation..."

As Yang Ling spoke, he performed the Burning Technique. With a flick of his finger, a small fireball jumped out from his fingertips and floated quietly above their heads, emitting a warm light.

Although the fireball is small, it is enough to illuminate the surrounding environment.

Under its light, the scene inside the cave became clear.

Yang Ling and Little White Rabbit followed the fireball forward for hundreds of feet. The road was filled with broken rocks and broken rock walls.

Finally, they found a young man in black in a huge cave. He was firmly nailed to the wall by the Spear of Hades, and his right arm was broken at the elbow. The broken arm was bloody and bloody.

And the left half of his body seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible force, completely disappearing, leaving only blood stains on the ground.

At this moment, the young man's face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of disbelief and despair. The screams coming from his mouth were gradually weakening, and it seemed that his life was in danger.

"Three-headed dragon!"

The little white rabbit's eyes widened and he pointed at the young man in black and said, "He is the three-headed dragon we are looking for!"

When Yang Ling heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He did not expect that the three-headed dragon they had tried so hard to capture would actually be encountered here.

The three-headed dragon did not expect that the man he was trying so hard to capture would have such terrifying power, and he could break half of his body with just one spear!

Moreover, this spear seemed to have some kind of evil power. When it was nailed to the rock wall, it was unable to move the soul, nor could it use mana to repair the body.

It seemed like he could only be nailed to the rock wall and wait for death!

What is the origin of this scary guy?

Seeing Yang Ling walking towards him, he couldn't help but hesitate between the two options of "begging for mercy" and "waiting and seeing before begging for mercy".

"So you are the three-headed dragon who stole the dragon beads and rebelled against heaven! How disrespectful... disrespectful!"

Before the three-headed dragon could make up its mind, Yang Ling had already approached him and politely extended his hand, "I've heard of your name for a long time, and now I finally see you alive! Come on, let's shake hands... "

Three-headed dragon: "..."

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed, "Why, don't you give me face?"

Am I not giving you any face? !

The faces of the three-headed dragons were howling in their hearts.

Let’s not talk about why you were so enthusiastic when we first met. The question is, do I still have my hands?

Yang Ling was obviously aware of this and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, the first time I used this move, it was a bit heavy. I'll be more careful next time..."

Is there a next time?

The three-headed dragon didn't know whether he should be angry or happy at this moment.

From Yang Ling's words, he could feel that the other party did not seem to have murderous intentions. It seemed that he still had a chance to survive?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Yang Ling then smiled and said: "Whether there will be a next time mainly depends on whether you cooperate...

As long as you cooperate, I will put you down now.

By the way, there is also a Nine-Turn Dragon Bone Pill here for healing, which should have a miraculous effect on injuries like yours. "

As Yang Ling spoke, he took out a golden pill to show his sincerity.

The three-headed dragon stared intently at the Nine-turn Dragon Bone Pill. His throat couldn't help but slide up and down. Just smelling the scent of the elixir made him feel much better.

He hesitated and said: "You...how do you want me to cooperate?"

Yang Ling didn't show off, and said bluntly: "Tell me your purpose and the person behind it."

"My purpose is to catch you and use you to blackmail the eldest princess... All this is my own idea, there is no mastermind."

The three-headed dragon answered simply, and then looked expectantly at the Nine-turn Dragon Bone Pill in Yang Ling's hand, and begged:

"Can you give it to me now? If it is not treated, this body will be completely destroyed!"

"Okay, I'll put it here, you can take it yourself."

As Yang Ling spoke, he placed the Nine-turn Dragon Bone Pill in his hand on the ground.

A trace of eagerness flashed in the eyes of the three-headed dragon, and he hurriedly twisted his body with great effort, trying to use his still healthy feet to pull back the life-saving elixir.

It's just that his upper body was nailed to the rock wall and he couldn't move, and he couldn't use the magic power of his soul. Even if the muscles of his feet were tightened to the extreme, he still couldn't touch the elixir.

"Shangxian, please put me down!"

After trying to no avail, the three-headed dragon could only whisper again.

Although the man in front of him is very powerful, he seems to be easy to talk to, and maybe he will be soft-hearted and let him go.

He knew that he must look very humble at this moment, probably not even as good as an injured wild dog.

But so what?

As long as you can survive, there will always be a chance to get back the lost time today!

As for dignity?

If you are going to die, where is your dignity?

Hearing the three-headed dragon's plea, Yang Ling walked forward a little late, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot you were nailed here. Don't worry, I'll pull it out now..."

While speaking, he had already grasped the spear of Hades, and then pulled it out violently.

This spear of Hades not only nailed the three-headed dragon's body, but also nailed his soul to the rock wall.

That's why he couldn't use his soul or call on his mana.

Now that this black spear from hell was suddenly pulled out, the three-headed dragon felt as if his soul was torn in half in an instant.

An indescribable pain came from the depths of his soul, making him unable to help but let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Will this hurt you?" Yang Ling said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'll help you put it back."

The three-headed dragon suddenly widened his eyes: "Don't! Don't..."

Unfortunately, he didn't count, Yang Ling had already grasped the spear of Hades and thrust it back heavily.

The voice of the three-headed dragon stopped abruptly. His face turned pale as paper in an instant. His eyes were bulging with fear and sweat dripping all over his body. He looked as if he had been drained of all his strength.

After a long while, he finally recovered from the terrible trauma to his soul. His expression was a little more exhausted. He said weakly:

"Spare my life..."

Yang Ling looked at the painful and twisted face of the three-headed dragon and shook his head gently. There was a hint of teasing in his tone: "Three-headed dragon, I have given you enough chances, but you are not honest enough. You make it very difficult for me."

"Spare my life..." The three-headed dragon showed fear in his eyes. He knew that his situation was already precarious.

The man in front of him was not the innocent person he thought at the beginning, but a real devil!

"I say! I will say everything! Please let me go..."

It's the end of the month. Can you give me two monthly tickets?

Thank you very much!