The Inverted Dragon is Scale

The world sees me as evil, but you treat me like a nephew.

The sentence "you are my shepherd" instantly poked Li shepherd's tears, which filled his eyes with tears and moved him.

Since the exposure of his dragon identity, the whole world has been enemies. Everyone wants to kill him, either for profit or to complete the feat of killing dragons.

All the way to escape, all the way to fight.

His family is broken and his life is at stake.

What's more hateful is that song solitude, the eye of the starry sky, has penetrated eight nether nails into his body, making him bear the nether cold that he can't survive or die.

Li shepherd's heart is full of hatred and bloody desire for revenge.

He turned into a black dragon and sprayed dragon breath at the soldiers of the windy city. There was a kind of hysteria of dying together.

If you don't want me to live, I'll let you die first.

He was utterly disappointed with the Terrans.

If QianDu and the fat man hadn't been with him all the time and kept him in his final mind, now I'm afraid he would have turned into a devil and fell into the dark world that would sink forever.

When Li shepherd just saw immortal Ziyang, he was alert and defensive.

Because he knows the hatred of the human race towards himself, and he also knows what kind of obsession those spiritual practitioners have about killing dragons.

Everyone else is like this. Can immortal Ziyang be an exception?

Unexpectedly, Ziyang doesn't care about his identity at this moment and his dragon state at this moment.

In the eyes of immortal Ziyang, he is just a child. He is the black carbon boy who grows up in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River and is likely to die at any time when he is hit by the fire of thunder and the Qi of the real dragon every day——

In the past, he regarded Li shepherd as a younger generation and a nephew.

Now, he still does.

Li shepherd's heart was very moved. At that moment, it had the feeling of being understood by the world and willing to forgive the world.

Immortal Ziyang, he is still the sloppy and domineering old Taoist, forcing himself to drink the dark and bitter medicine soup again and again, and robbing himself from death again and again.

Li shepherd cried.

Or, the black dragon cried.

In the huge eyes like copper bells, big tears fell down the dark dragon's face, and then fell into the air into crystal snowballs one after another.

This scene is totally inconsistent with his powerful and domineering image of flying clouds, dancing and breathing dragon breath just now.

Li shepherd felt very warm in his heart. It was because of this warmth that he cried so sad.

Everyone was stunned.

"You see, the dragon is crying - can the Dragon cry too?"

"Does it feel wronged?"

"It killed so many people -"——

Win QianDu took off the ghost face on his face. The beautiful face of the country and the city looked so dazzling among the ghost faces. Like the statue of Bodhisattva among ghosts, it is beautiful and serene, emitting holy light all over.

He raised his face and looked at the big black dragon with tears. His eyes were dark and his expression was sour.

She can understand the mood of Li shepherd, and she can understand its mood at this time.

She knew that what he cried was his own grievance, his own destiny, and the sadness that he could never go back.

He is a dragon.

How can he live with human beings as happily as before?

Lu Junji's expression was indifferent, but there was a sense of desolation in his eyes.

No matter she or Li shepherd, they are incompatible with the world. They are another race and a demigod——

God gave them great powers and long life, but also gave them responsibility and loneliness.

Most of the time, they are alone, and even make them feel bored and desperate about everything.

Li shepherd, it's hard for him to escape such a fate.

For a long time, immortal Ziyang sighed again and said, "good boy, in my heart, you have always been a good boy."

"When you were very young, once you took my hand and quietly asked if you could take you away, saying that the farther you go, the better. I asked why you left. Don't you want to live with your family? You say you want to, but you know you're dying. You're afraid that your parents and sisters will be sad when you die - you want me to take you away and tell them you live well outside. Even if you are really dead, let me tell your parents and sisters - I live well outside. "

The black dragon's tears flowed faster and faster. The white tears were mixed with a lot of blood.

"Good boy, come back. Come back to be shepherd Li, and come back to be yourself. " Ziyang waved to the black dragon in the sky and called softly.

Whoosh——

Above the sky, the dragon body that could not see the end began to shrink, smaller and smaller, and soon became a little dragon, and instantly returned to the original appearance of Li shepherd.

Li shepherd flew towards immortal Ziyang, knelt down in front of him and cried, "Grandpa -" Li shepherd has not seen this sloppy but excellent old Taoist for a long time since the last farewell in Jiangnan City. At that time, Li shepherd just thought he was a quack who cheated people of money. Just like the Jianghu people he saw in Hubu lane. When he really entered the realm of practice and really understood such a world, he realized how ridiculous his original doubts and ideas were. The old Taoist is one of the seven real people in daomen. He is a famous figure in the whole China. I haven't seen you for years, but I didn't expect to see you again on such an occasion. Immortal Ziyang gently touched Li shepherd's head, comforted and said, "good boy, good boy, just come back, just come back -" cha - a black Sword Pierced Li shepherd's chest and stabbed him from his back to his chest. The slender blade came out of Li shepherd's chest, and the blood on the blade gurgled out. The big fog fluctuated around the blade and devoured the dragon blood in Li shepherd's body. Li shepherd stared with disbelief at the long sword inserted in his chest. The black sword is like a snake's curved sword. Li shepherd raised his face and looked at the eyes of immortal Ziyang, which were once again filled with blood mist. The dark pupils were shrouded and submerged by the red blood mist. He cried out in all kinds of sad voice: "Grandpa -" this novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation