Mu Lingbo almost vomited blood. Why was his sense of "what on earth are you thinking about really unbearable" so obvious? Can he still be a cold dragon?
On second thought, it's impossible.
Mo Jiuling said that it could understand human speech but could not speak it, so the sound could not have come from it.
Just now, it was just what I was thinking, and I didn't say it out loud at all.
I really thought too much, and Yilong actually made up an expression in his mind.
But now that I think of the dragon I told Mo Jiuling, this one is still a minor. Will he really be imprisoned for hundreds of years...
For some reason, she felt that the temperature around her suddenly dropped several degrees.
"Go heal my tail!!!"
The voice just now appeared again, as cold and sweet as clouds of smoke, like a fairy voice with echoes, but it was still emotionless, but the tone seemed to have become much stronger.
"Holy shit!" Mu Lingbo felt that this space not only slowed down his movement speed, but also slowed down his thinking speed. The sentence just now seemed to be at the end???
"Can you speak????"
But this road has never been opened from beginning to end!
"You don't necessarily need to speak to speak." It frowned again and reminded again, "My tail, you clearly still have half the soul of a god!"
Mu Lingbo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can you hear...what am I thinking?"
Isn't it a good feeling to be penetrated by others' inner activities? Why does Long have such a hobby?
"Strong thoughts can be sensed because your consciousness and mine are already connected." Long still looked at her calmly and said in a lukewarm voice, "My tail!!!"
"I'm a human and you're a dragon, how can we be connected?" She suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Because your consciousness is connected, you can withstand my dragon's breath." The dragon continued to remind, "My tail!!!"
It is not too impatient, and its tone and speed are almost the same. But...
"Dragon's breath... you can know what I'm thinking after you spit on me?"
"That's not saliva, it's because the ice on your body has melted." The dragon's front paws tapped the ground lightly, still speaking in a calm and emotionless tone, "My tail has been waiting for a long time."
Who the hell wants to loosen their ties with you now? The conditions haven’t even been negotiated yet.
"Just because you could communicate with me, you just breathed all over me...?"
"Just to verify your bloodline, only the master's descendants can withstand the dragon's breath intact." The dragon continued, "Treat my tail first."
"The descendant of your master." Mu Lingbo was shocked for a moment, and his tone became a little darker, "Who is your master?"
"How can you not even know the master?" Long glanced at her, "Let's heal the tail first."
"The soul of the god is in me, and it cannot be released without my spiritual power. Do you think it is so easy to free your tail?" Mu Lingbo raised his eyes, his deep pupils looked at Shenlong, and his long eyelashes cast down his lower eyelids.
Dense shadows, "I have gone through a lot of hard work, but I didn't let you out in vain."
"You are the descendant of the master, why can't you let me go for nothing? You are as cunning as the master!!" Long raised his head slightly, stared at her, and said in a very clear voice, "Listen clearly, my master is Jun Shi.
sky."
Mu Lingbo thought for nearly half a minute, causing the listener to have the illusion of being shocked by the answer, before she spoke, "Who is Jun Shitian...?"
