The morning glow has dissipated, and on the top of the mountain closest to Suicheng in the Yunfu Mountains, Mu Lingbo stands facing the wind.
Just a moment later, in the shrouded twilight, a small dragon with silver-black scales appeared in front of her eyes. The moment it fell, the shrunken dragon body suddenly grew larger, occupying almost 90% of the mountain in Mu Lingbo's sight.
"It seems that there is no problem with your tail now." Mu Lingbo Yufeng flew for a moment to check it out, and it was indeed as good as new.
"Now we can take revenge."
Hearing that cold voice was like crystal frost on dragon scales.
She immediately jumped in front of the dragon's head and saw that the dragon's eyes were not as crazy as she thought, but were surprisingly calm and looking in the direction of Shenglin City.
"You want to conquer Shenglin City now? Are you too naive?"
Long Yiran's tone was cold and ruthless, revealing silent arrogance, "That person should be dead. As long as that person is not here, a small Shenglin City is nothing."
Mu Lingbo knew that the person he was talking about was naturally the previous city lord, the person who personally imprisoned him in the Red Lotus Water Prison. He was also the only person in Shenglin City who thought he was as powerful as the Martial Lord in the past few hundred years.
"Do you know how long it has been? A few hundred years are enough to make a lot of changes. Yes, he has been dead for a long time, but how do you know that no one else here can subdue you? Or that there is no other way to subdue you?
Hundreds of years are enough time for people to think about what to do if the dragon down there escapes."
Seeing the disapproval in the dragon's eyes, Mu Lingbo said again, "If the seal of the Red Lotus Water Prison was not for the gap that was opened, ask yourself whether you can break out?"
Long snorted coldly, "It just takes more effort."
"I'm too lazy to argue with you, you cured your tail and ran away."
Long seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his previous actions, and his tone was still cold and tough, "Try to see if you can still fly...and too many humans will make me irritable."
"You shouldn't have been noticed just now, right?"
Long looked at her with a 'don't question my intelligence' look, "Since you are my master, of course I will not disobey you at will. Revenge is just a suggestion, and I can make people invisible to me in the air.
True body."
Fortunately, he wasn't too stupid. Mu Lingbo was suddenly very happy. Compared with Zhaocai and Pojun, this dragon at least seemed to have some intelligence.
She looked at the sky and said, "I have important business to go back to Suicheng now. Is there any way you can make me smaller?"
Long shook his body impatiently and instantly shrank into the size of an earthworm in Mu Lingbo's hand.
The voice was still loud and clear from the bottom of her heart, "It's a piece of cake."
It seems that in addition to IQ, there are also various skills that do not require training, which is really worry-free.
The thing in his hand suddenly moved, and then Mu Lingbo saw that it got into the golden Qiankun bag out of cleverness and disappeared immediately.
"This is how I can be discovered by you!"
"I'll have to endure this low-grade product for a while, and remember to find a more comfortable place for me to sleep next time." Long ordered very rudely.
Damn, what a great man!
Mu Lingbo was speechless and became a dragon slave, and immediately left Yunfu Mountain and returned to Suicheng.
At night, Yaoxian Pavilion was silent, and Miao Wen reset the sealing barrier.
The mummy was placed in the secret room. When Mu Lingbo came in, he kept shouting, "You left without saying a word, and no one here paid attention to me! You actually left me here!"
