The sound of chewing came from behind the huge beast's head.
The curled pig tail is now erect and looming, showing how happy its owner is eating at the moment.
"Can you hear it wrong?" Lin Miaoran gave Chu Yan another look.
Chu Yan shook his head.
It is possible that a person misheards.
Both of them are monks, and they heard it wrongly, the possibility is slim.
"Yingjun, what dragon did you just talk about?" Chu Yan asked again.
Gudong--
A very loud swallowing sound came.
Immediately afterwards, another heart-wrenching burp.
After the two sounds stopped, a white light flashed, and the fat little white pig had jumped onto the beast's head at this moment.
If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe that this little cute piglet could eat the head of a monster that was ten times larger than its own body.
In fact, Chu Yan knew that this was just a handsome appetizer.
In a while, it not only wants to chew all the meat on the beast's head, but also the bones on the monster's head will be chewed and eaten.
From this point of view, Yingjun has a bit of Chu Yan's style when he used the magic technique of hunting spirits and swallowing whale.
Seeing Yingjun like this, Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran knew that the other party really had something to say.
So neither of them made a sound and listened quietly to what it was about to say.
"I just said, Wanmeng Manlong." Yingjun said.
"What is that?" Lin Miaoran was curious.
"Ask Chu Yan." Yingjun raised a pink and white hoof and pointed at Chu Yan.
"Ask me?" Chu Yan was puzzled.
"Hey!" Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Yingjun waved her hooves, "Have you forgotten what you just said?"
"Which sentence?" Chu Yan asked.
Then he saw Yingjun arching and said, "It would be great that you can communicate with each other's hearts. Once you talk to each other, the other party will know."
The voice and expression of speaking were imitating Chu Yan, and it actually had a total of 70% or 80% images!
When did this guy master this skill?
Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran were stunned.
At this time, Yingjun had already returned to his usual lazy appearance and said, "Just this sentence, it's not easy to do it. Just let each of them drink a drop of blood squeezed out of the heart of Wanmian Manlong. The effect is
It can last for at least forty days.”
Chu Yan immediately reacted.
This information is so critical.
He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Yingjun several feet away.
The handsome four hooves snorted in the air: "My delicious meal! My delicious meal hasn't been finished yet!"
"I'll eat it later, you will be indispensable." Chu Yan pressed Yingjun on Tangtang's head.
The white tiger's head was sleeping on Chu Yan's knee at this moment, putting Yingjun on it, just in time to look at Chu Yan's side.
Yingjun is still a little afraid of Chu Yan in her heart.
At this time, when he saw Chu Yan's serious expression, he knew that this matter was extraordinary, so he stopped making trouble and said, "What are you going to ask?"
"What's going on with this Wanming Barbarian Dragon?" Chu Yan asked, and then added, "More details."
"That's what I just said." The handsome and pitiful look over Chu Yan, looked at the fragrant head of the monster in front of him, then withdrew his gaze and continued, "I also read the name of Wannian Manlong.
It’s okay, this big gecko has no other skills, but it’s a pile of evil ways. With a drop of blood, you can communicate with others and explore people’s hearts.”
Seeing Chu Yan showing thoughtful look, Yingjun thought that his answer made the other party dissatisfied, so she shrank her neck and said quickly: "This is what my father told me."
"Hmm? Your dad?" Chu Yan nodded.
He and his handsome father - now they know that the other party is not a pig demon, but a sacred Qilin demon, so they should respect it.
Chu Yan once met his handsome father and received favor from the other party. He knew that the other party was a very reliable person, so he felt that this message was even more reliable.
"Continue." Chu Yan said, "What's going on with the blood in the heart of Wannian Barbarian Dragon? Where is this guy?"
"I think about it." Yingjun twisted her butt.
To be honest, it was indeed quite comfortable to sit on Tangtang's furry head. After a moment, a comfortable look appeared on the little white pig's face.
"My father talked about it when he bragged to me a long time ago. He said that the Wannian Manlong relied on his ability to control a group of monsters for his power to drive it, and this guy did nothing himself, so he let him go
Other monsters found various treasures for themselves.
And he didn't have to worry about these monsters betraying him.
Because he could know what these monsters were thinking at any time.
And it is very easy for him to give orders.
You don’t need to show up, just by thinking about it, you can convey it to these monsters.
But the only trouble is that the power of blood in his heart can only last for more than forty days.
Well, I remember it was this.
But you know, my dad speaks so loudly that it hurts my ears, so I often look like this, yes, that's it-"
Yingjun said and gestured.
It folded its ears.
It looks like a cover on your ear.
Then Yingjun smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed: "That's it, I can't hear what my father said, so I really remember it was more than ten days or forty days.
Not very clear.
Anyway, I just heard what you said, and I understand what your trouble is.
So it's very simple. You catch the Wannian Manlong, slaughter it, squeeze out the blood from its heart, and let them drink it.
In this way, when they walk the barbecue road, they can communicate with each other and know where they are and what they are doing.
Moreover, if you do this, you will know it if you think about it in your heart. You don’t have to do it or even talk.
Oh, you said it's so convenient. I can eat without touching my mouth. That would be great..."
"Stop!" Seeing Yingjun's eyes straight and saliva began to overflow from the corners of her mouth, Lin Miaoran quickly interrupted it.
She turned her head and saw Chu Yan showing a deep thought look at this time, so she asked Yingjun: "Then what is the realm of this Wanmin Barbarian Dragon?"
"It can be raised by my dad, and my dad still has a tone of disdain, so he must be transformed into a giant monster, and it is not as powerful as my dad." Yingjun said with a proud look, her small breasts were erect.
He was straight, and he was quite dissatisfied with the Wannian Manlong in his tone.
Lin Miaoran heard this and murmured to himself: "Transforming a great monster is equivalent to the state of mind among cultivators, but monsters are all stronger than cultivators of the same level."
After saying that, she looked at Yingjun again and asked, "Where is this Wanmian Manlong now?"