Chapter 329 Purple-Eyed Demonic Dragon (5 More Chapters)

When Ye Fusu heard this, he almost went crazy.

Hatred flashed in his pupils, and he yelled with all his strength, "How dare you! Even if I die, I will not die at the hands of a former defeated general, a pariah!"

With half of his body crushed, he couldn't even move.

Ye Chen stepped forward, gathered spiritual energy in his hands, and suddenly touched the center of his eyebrows.

All the meridians in Ye Fusu's body were sealed by Ye Chen.

"You are destined to be unable to kill my family, but you can see with your own eyes how I killed your family!"

Ye Chen grabbed Ye Fusu's hair and lifted him up.

The corners of his mouth curved in a cold manner.

The so-called strongest man in Xiaoyue Dynasty is nothing more than that.

"Master, this guy has a good status, and there must be good things in the ring!"

Little Yuan'er is holding a Na ring, as if offering a treasure.

Ye Chen smiled and took the ring.

He easily pulled out the one in Ye Fusu's hand.

Above the void, Chen Liuhe held the dragon in his hand and stared at this scene with dull eyes.

He had captured the dragon before, but when he noticed the battle, he did not leave, but stood far away to watch the battle.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to see how Ye Chen died!

In a battle with Ye Fusu, how many lives does Ye Chen have to kill?

However, what happened next shocked him completely.

Ye Chen seemed to be possessed by the God of War, becoming more and more brave as he fought.

Even Ye Fusu, who had taken the Crazy Demon Pill, was no match!

At this time, Chen Liuhe wanted to escape, but found that his legs were like lead and he couldn't move.

Ye Chen raised his head and looked at him across ten thousand meters of void.

brush!

Cold sweat instantly flowed from Chen Liuhe's forehead.

He was a little panicked and a little confused.

What should I do, turn around and run away?

However, no matter how fast he ran away, he could not escape from Ye Chen's grasp!

"Hand over the dragon."

Ye Chen said calmly.

Chen Liuhe's heart was beating wildly. He anxiously flew to Ye Chen and threw the captured dragon to the ground.

This dragon is only seven or eight meters long, so it's not particularly big.

"Ye...Ye Chen, there is actually no hatred or conflict between you and me. I was defeated by you in the battle for the Qianlong List. I am the defeated general, and I have no intention of revenge. Thoughts, please spare me!"

Chen Liuhe's tall body suddenly knelt down in front of him.

There was even a hint of crying in his voice.

"get out."

Ye Chen had no desire to kill Chen Liuhe.

Speaking of which, apart from his identity as a man from the God of War Palace, the two of them had nothing in common.

Chen Liuhe was relieved and ran away quickly.

"Thank you for saving me, sir!"

The dragon on the ground suddenly got up and kowtowed to Ye Chen.

There was a flattering look in his eyebrows, "I saw the sword energy all over your body and your extraordinary face, so I knew you must have a good status. As expected, you are not only powerful, but also have a warm heart!"

It’s not surprising that monsters can talk.

After reaching the holy realm, the monster will begin to awaken its consciousness and speak human words.

However, it is a bit strange for someone like Jiaolong to flatter him so smoothly.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Ye Chen asked.

"Me? I'm just the most ordinary dragon. I have nothing to do with dragons. I don't even have a trace of blood. I only have the realm of the Holy Realm. I don't have matching strength. I'm just rubbish. Moreover, my scales are very brittle and my horns are very weak. They are soft, their claws are dull, and they are all worthless. No one wants to give them away!”

The dragon nodded and bowed, looking like a weakling.

Little Yuan'er suddenly came up to her, her big eyes blinking, "Master, I've seen some stories about dragon tendons that can be used as whips when pulled out. It hurts when whipped. I want a dragon tendon too..."

When the dragon heard this, his face turned green.

This little girl looks cute and cute, but what she says sounds like a devil?

Come up here and you're going to cramp me?

"Don't, I have strong muscles and soft bones, so I can't be a whip!"

The dragon was frightened and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Sign a contract with him and take him in."

Inside the cauldron, the woman said calmly, "He is not an ordinary dragon, but a purple-eyed demon dragon with true dragon blood. In the future, he can be promoted to the imperial level. If he is nourished by dragon blood, he can even aspire to be the Great Emperor!"

Ye Chen was quite surprised when he heard this.

When I looked at this dragon's glib tongue before, I thought it was not simple.

Unexpectedly, I actually guessed it right!

Ye Chen has read about the purple-eyed magic dragon in some history books. This is the dragon whose bloodline is closest to that of a true dragon. It is extremely rare. As its name suggests, they have a pair of eyes that sparkle with purple lightning and can control the power of thunder and lightning.

"Since you want it, go ahead and smoke it. Remember, be gentle, this skin can be sold for money."

Ye Chen touched Xiao Yuan'er's head and smiled warmly.

The dragon was dumbfounded and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

For a long time, I couldn't hold back a single sentence.

The guy who captured him before just wanted to use him as a mount.

Who would have expected that this one would be even more cruel, and the skin would be peeled off and cramped as soon as it started!

How can this be salvation?

It was obvious that he had just stepped out of the wolf pack and entered the tiger's mouth!

"good!"

Little Yuan'er jumped three feet high and was very happy.

She stared at the dragon with her big eyes, feeling troubled, "Should I just punch him to death, or what should I do? I have to beat him to death without damaging his skin. It's so difficult!"

The dragon's soul is flying to pieces, this is serious! "No, spare my life, my lord, spare my life!"

He said nothing and continued to kowtow.

"My disciple wants dragon tendons. As a master, I can only satisfy her."

Ye Chen looked helpless.

Little Yuan'er stretched out her hand and made two gestures on Jiaolong's body, and was about to take action.

"Of course, if you want me to spare you, you can sign a contract and be my mount!"

Ye Chen's voice was leisurely and unhurried.

But for Jiaolong, this is the only chance of survival!

"I sign! I sign!"

The dragon cried bitterly and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Master is lying."

Little Yuan'er pouted, a little unhappy.

"Be good, little Yuan. Later, master will give you a real dragon's tendon!"

Ye Chen smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch Xiao Yuan'er's nose.

Just like that, the contract was signed.

"Master, I didn't expect that Master, you have only killed three times, but you can kill a master who has killed six times. It is really terrifying and exaggerated. My admiration for Master has become more pure. Looking at the entire Beizhou, Master, you are undisputed. The strongest one!"

This dragon flatters you one after another, never repeating the same thing.

Ye Chen lamented, "As a purple-eyed demonic dragon, you will become an imperial-level monster after you reach adulthood. Why are you so shameless?"

"Well……"

Jiaolong was suddenly speechless.

He concealed his identity in various ways, but he didn't expect to be seen through.

However, he had an idea and sent another flattery.

"Master, you can even see through my identity. This pair of eyes can see through everything! Just one word, awesome! I respect, I admire..."

"roll!"