The Villainous Emperor's Son: Digging Out His Own Sister's Bones At The Beginning?

Chapter 15: Capture A Cute Little Dragon And Name It Ziming

"Yin!"

The dragon howled in pain as it felt the intense pain.

Tears kept falling to the ground, and a half-broken purple dragon horn fell weakly beside her dragon claws with blood on it.

It turned out that he cut off my dragon horn...

It hurts, it really hurts, why do you do this to me, I'm in so much pain...

The bones all over my body seemed to be broken.

The scales and purple crystals that had just grown out are almost falling off... It hurts so much...

The dragon could no longer maintain its shape, and slowly shrank and lay on the bloody ground.

Emperor Monarch looked at the dying dragon, but did not do anything cruel.

He squatted down slowly and said, "You and I have different positions. Since we are on the opposite side, we must be prepared to be killed."

"I don't know why you follow him as a thug. If it's because of the transformation of herbs to refine pills or something like that..."

Emperor Monarch lifted its scarred chin and waved it casually.

Xiao Huo's storage ring floated over in the latter's surprised and angry eyes.

The various items inside were scattered all over the ground under the guidance of divine power.

Although he did not see Yan Jue, he saw the purple flower in the cave of Xuanmu Forest before.

"Yes, this is the transformation flower!"

Emperor Monarch Mo pinched the flower with purple leaves and placed it in front of the wounded little dragon.

A trace of hatred and anger of being deceived flashed in his dragon's eyes.

"Ah!"

Xiao Huo looked at the angry mini dragon and thought it was not good, but he thought that he had given up on it before, so he didn't care.

As long as Yan Jue and Strange Fire are still there, he will become a peerless strongman sooner or later.

I am willing to fight with the person in front of me for his life, but he is unwilling to give up Strange Fire and skills for me...

He promised to help me find the transformation herbs, but he lied to me...

The pupils of the mini dragon were filled with sadness and anger of being deceived.

Emperor Monarch Mo deliberately turned his back to Xiao Huo and Xuan Lao to give them a chance to escape.

Looking at Emperor Monarch standing next to the purple dragon, Xuan Lao thought his attention was diverted, and looked at the space that neglected defense.

Xuan Lao pulled Xiao Huo to use Strange Fire to break the space, bursting out his lifelong immortal power, and flew rapidly to the distance without regard for consumption...

Emperor Monarch pretended to be surprised, and then watched them leave without caring.

"He is probably more arrogant and didn't take us seriously at all, so he didn't chase us when he found us running away."

Xuan Lao's soul body was looming in the sky, and his vicissitudes of life were full of weakness, and he said slowly.

"Well, that's it." Xiao Huo responded lightly, and his original angry and unwilling look had been restrained, but a hint of suspicion emerged in the depths of his eyes.

Did he deliberately let us leave, or...

Xiao Huo thought slowly in his heart, his eyes were calm but it didn't mean that his hatred for him disappeared.

Instead, he buried this hatred deeply in his heart, hoping that one day he would make a comeback and must take revenge.

On the other hand, since Emperor Monarch Mo had planted a tracking mark on Xiao Huo, he was not worried about not being able to find him.

The little white mice cannot be killed all at once, and the leeks must be harvested slowly.

Emperor Monarch Mo looked at the purple dragon lying on the ground, and threw a bottle of spiritual liquid on the ground.

He whispered: "This is the immortal high-grade spiritual water. If you are willing to submit and follow me, drink it, it can heal your injuries."

"Although the severed horn cannot be restored, it can stabilize the foundation and will not destroy your future transformation and promotion path."

"With the treasures of heaven and earth, it can grow back again."

The purple dragon looked at Emperor Monarch Mo with a little resistance, and the purple pupils revealed a touch of human fear.

"Of course, you can also choose to refuse, but this time I will not hold back."

Emperor Monarch Mo playfully condensed a cone of golden divine power on his fingers.

Although the purple dragon was still immersed in the sadness of being deceived and abandoned by the previous master, he did not want to recognize anyone as the master again.

However, in the face of Emperor Monarch Mo's threat, he had to compromise first and stretched out his tongue to lick the spiritual liquid in the jade bottle with difficulty.

The body was healed by the rich milky white power, and the wounds all over the body gradually healed.

Soon after, the blood-stained scales began to heal again and grow new scales, and the dull purple crystal began to glow brightly.

"Yin!"

The purple dragon moaned comfortably, and then walked slowly to Emperor Monarch Mo with a slightly repulsive and fearful step.

"So good!"

Emperor Monarch Mo reached out and touched the top of its head, but accidentally touched its broken horn.

The purple dragon felt a slight pain and numbness at the broken horn, and stepped back a distance pitifully.

Then Emperor Monarch Mo came to Nangong Yan.

Looking at Nangong Yan who was struggling to support her body, he threw down the healing pills and said, "Take these healing pills first, they can heal your injuries."

"There is nothing we can do about the destruction of Fengqiu Sect. You should gather your disciples to rebuild the sect first. I have something to do, so I will leave first."

Then he wrapped the purple dragon around him and turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.

After Emperor Monarch Mo left, Nangong Mu and the elders on the stands ran down the stage and supported Nangong Yan.

Looking back at the dilapidated sect around her, Nangong Yan felt bitter and hated Xiao Huo.

She thought: If it weren't for him, this place wouldn't be destroyed like this.

"Do you think we can see Emperor Master again?"

Nangong Yan murmured sadly, but no one responded to her.

Nangong Mu and the elders sighed in their hearts. They originally thought that Emperor Monarch Mo was a child of destiny with profound strength and unpredictable means.

But they didn't expect that his identity and origin seemed to be even more terrifying! All kinds of powers and means have far exceeded their experience.

Still thinking about making friends with the whole clan, now it seems that this kind of person will probably not have anything to do with people like us in the lower world in the future...

Nangong Mu thought slowly in his heart, looking at the eclipsed expression of his granddaughter next to him, he sighed in his heart, this is an impossible relationship after all.

At this moment, Emperor Monarch Mo and the purple dragon came to a forest in the outer mountains of Fengqiu Sect.

The purple dragon's injuries were almost completely healed by the immortal-level spiritual liquid and its own divine beast physique.

It was just that because the dragon horn was cut off, the advancement strength dropped sharply, and it followed behind him tremblingly.

"Don't think about running away~"

"I have planted some kind of restriction on you. I can find your location at any time, or I can think about it..."

Emperor Monarch Mo spoke slowly, and then made an exaggerated gesture: "It will be like a watermelon falling from a high place, with a bang!"

The purple dragon looked at him in fear, thinking, are you a devil?

"This is the shape-shifting flower, your injuries are healed now."

"You can take it, it can make you transform into a human form in advance!"

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