Chapter 954 Being Watched

Qinghudu.

In the magnificent palace, the Eighth Saint, Jiao Quan, stared at the projection in front of him in amazement.

The picture showed a dragon with dense black scales, a cold black light, a thick and agile body, and a heroic and extraordinary appearance.

There was a flash of horror and disbelief in his eyes, and he didn't even hear the words of the envoy from Tianjiao City in front of him.

After a long time.

He turned his eyes away from the picture and showed a kind smile on his face.

"Emissary Jiao Cheng, is this dragon really the endless public enemy who robbed the demon of thousands of storage bags in the Poison Abyss Sea and took the opportunity to kill and rob the bodies of more than a dozen strong men?"

"Of course, has the Eighth Saint seen him?"

The envoy Jiao Cheng was a sturdy man. At this moment, a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. He saw Jiao Quan's expression of disgrace when he saw this projection before. He was 80% sure that Jiao Quan must have seen this endless public enemy before.

"Haha, to be honest, this is the first time I have seen this dragon. I am afraid that Envoy Jiao Cheng will be disappointed. Please report to the clan leader. Jiao Quan will do his best to find it and live up to the clan leader's expectations." Jiao Quan's smile was warm and gentle.

Jiao Cheng smiled faintly, nodded and agreed, "Please rest assured, Eighth Saint, I will report to the clan leader truthfully."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Then he was grabbed by Jiao Quan.

Feeling a storage bag being stuffed into his sleeve, Jiao Cheng's face suddenly darkened, and he looked coldly at the smiling Jiao Quan, "Eighth Saint, what do you mean?"

"Nothing, I just want to make friends with you, Brother Cheng. It's not too high for me, right?"

As another storage bag was stuffed into his sleeve, Jiao Cheng's face became even darker, and his words seemed as cold as ice, "Eighth Saint, you've got the wrong person."

"It seems that I have indeed made a mistake. Brother Cheng is upright and incorruptible. This is all my fault."

Jiao Quan didn't seem angry at all, but kept praising him, and then clapped his hands twice.

Colorful clothes moved, and the fragrance filled the air. Two beautiful women with graceful figures, charming smiles, and twisting their bodies while walking walked in slowly, and hung on Jiao Quan's arm with a smile. The woman on the left said in a delicate voice: "Hate, Eighth Saint, you are playing more and more wild now. This time you won't do it in front of outsiders..."

"What are you talking about! Let me introduce you to you. This is Lord Jiao Cheng from Tianjiao City. He is young but has reached the late stage of transformation. His future is limitless. He is also a good friend of this Saint. Come forward and greet him." Jiao Quan scolded sternly.

The two beauties did not dare to disobey, so they had to twist their hips and walk forward, respectfully bowing deeply.

"Your servant greets Lord Jiaocheng."

Jiaocheng looked at the deep ravines of the two beauties indifferently, nodded calmly, and then heard Jiaoquan's laughter, "Lord Jiaocheng, how are the two concubines of this Saint Son?"

"They can be called heavenly beauties. But, what does the Eighth Saint Son mean?"

"Nothing else, Lord Jiaocheng has come a long way and worked hard. You should rest a long time ago. You can choose one of them to serve you."

Jiaocheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised the two storage bags in his hands forward.

A dazzling spiritual light flashed, and pieces of crystal clear, spiritual and aura-filled medium-grade spiritual stones were stacked into a thick pile, which looked as huge as a million.

"I've heard that the Eighth Saint Son is a man of great talent and is the most likely to win the throne among all the Saint Sons. Now it seems that this is true," Jiao Cheng said with a hint of admiration. He brushed his fingers lightly across the spirit stone, looked at the two beauties who were at a loss, and then said calmly, "But you've got the wrong person."

"These are not what I like."

Jiao Quan's face changed slightly, and he was about to raise the price, but he was shocked to see Jiao Cheng suddenly grab the slender waists of the two beauties and hug them all up, and his breathing became heavy,

"I want them all!"

"Ha Hahaha~"

Jiao Quan burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in the hall, "Okay, okay, Brother Cheng, you are really a man of temperament, go ahead, the two beauties and these things are yours. But this saint is very interested in this little dragon, I hope Brother Cheng will show his prowess later, okay?"

Hearing what he said, Jiao Cheng had to put down the two beauties, and then pinched their buttocks hard, "Baby, go down first and wait, I will come to love you later."

Jiao Quan smiled and watched all this, without any unhappiness on his face, as if these two beauties had nothing to do with him.

"Whatever the Eighth Saint wants to know, Jiao Cheng will tell you."

"Very good, tell me everything you know about this dragon."

"It's not complicated. The Eighth Saint should know what this dragon did in the Poisonous Abyss Sea, right?" After getting Jiao Quan's affirmation, Jiao Cheng continued to narrate slowly:

"Just yesterday, after our dragon clan received the news, the clan leader was deeply shocked and immediately reported to the elders council, and then retrieved the clan files to try to find the younger generation who was causing trouble in the Poisonous Abyss Sea. However, before the search was completed, the elders of the three powerful clans, including the Hanli clan, the swimming crab clan, and the hawksbill turtle clan, came with more than a dozen strong men from large and small clans, forcing our clan to hand over the dragon and all the storage bags."

"The clan leader naturally refused. The two sides quarreled first, and then started fighting. In the end, all the four elders of our clan who were in the out-of-body realm took action and suppressed all these ten strong men with the help of the White Waves Towering Formation in the hall. But we can't possibly suppress them. These powerful men from all races killed them, and after some discussion, they agreed to return the bodies and storage bags of the demon cultivators who died in the hands of the dragon."

Jiao Quan listened intently, his eyes flickering.

"However, after checking all the files and clan member registration information, no information was found that matched this dragon! So, the Jiao Zaitian clan leader sent eight of us to various places to consult and find out information about this dragon. All news."

Having said this, Jiao Cheng looked meaningfully at Jiao Quan, who had his eyes closed in deep thought.

"Haha, this dragon is really powerful. It has brought us a lot of troubles to the dragon clan," Jiao Quan sighed, and then changed the subject, "Brother Cheng, go and have a rest. If you need anything, just ask. This holy son also went to check for information about this dragon."

"Okay, I can rest assured that the Eighth Saint Son will do his job," Jiao Cheng said with a smile, and then stood up and said, "Just try your best. I think this dragon has received such great benefits this time, I'm afraid he will hide it and find him. I’m afraid it will be difficult to come.”

Jiao Quan nodded deeply, "I, the Holy Son, think so too, but when doing things for our clan, we must do our best."

"That's natural. Thank you for your hard work, Eighth Saint Son. I'm retiring." Jiao Cheng bowed respectfully and left quickly.

Watching Jiao Cheng's figure disappear in the hall with a smile, Jiao Quan pondered for a moment, then waved and threw a communication talisman.