1032: C1032 Longzu Yinglong

C1032 Longzu Yinglong

Hearing these words, Zhuge Changfeng slightly nodded his head: "Good boy, you have guts, it is not in vain for this old man to save your life, but since you want to leave, you can also leave, but you have to return my life to Ethereal Sky."

Zhuge Changfeng said as he fiercely waved his hand, and directly slapped towards Zhao Jinbao's chest. Feeling the weakness of this palm, Zhao Jinbao immediately pressed his hand on the bed, and immediately turned around.

Zhao Jinbao only felt as if his chest was hit by a train. With a loud bang, Zhao Jinbao ruthlessly smashed into the wall, and at the same time, spat out a mouthful of black blood.

At this time, Zhuge Changfeng used the Flower Plucking Finger, and started to tap all the acupoints on Zhao Jinbao's body. Every time the Flower Plucking Finger fell, Zhao Jinbao would spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Xiao Die was already stunned, she did not think that the normally benevolent and elder Zhuge Changfeng would actually be so ruthless, only until Zhao Jinbao's chest started to cave in and all the bones in his body started to crack, did Zhuge Changfeng stop.

At this time, Zhao Jinbao's breath was weak as he laid there, the white silk clothes on his body had been dyed black by black blood until it was pure black.

"Elder Zhuge, you …"

There's no need to ask any further, just change his bed equipment and let the doctors treat him. Then, they can't let him die no matter what.

Hearing this, Xiao Die nodded, "Understood, Elder Zhuge."

Zhuge Changfeng nodded, made a sound, and turned to leave. At this moment, there was a masked girl dressed in white standing at the door.

As soon as Zhuge Changfeng stepped out of the door and saw the girl's current situation, he immediately bowed and said, "Eldest Miss, this kid's situation isn't too good."

The girl nodded, then asked, "Is there still hope?"

"I only have a thirty percent chance!"

"If he can't, then let's kill all the doctors who treated him. There is no need for trash in the Human Realm Upon Heavens."

The girl lightly said a few words, then turned around and left. Only Zhuge Changfeng stood there alone, his face pale for a while. Finally, he smiled helplessly and turned to leave.

As for the unconscious Zhao Jinbao, he was now in another world.

It was still the palace in his sea of consciousness, but at this moment, the palace had long since changed into another form. If his expectations were not wrong, this should be the inner palace.

Zhao Jinbao was one of them. The palace was more than three hundred meters tall and huge, with a huge dragon throne placed on top of it. A man sat there with a sword by his side as he looked at Zhao Jinbao.

On both sides of the palace were twelve statues, looking extremely domineering. Although Zhao Jinbao didn't know what these statues looked like, Zhao Jinbao still felt a formless pressure on his body.

The man sat there, dressed in a fire dragon robe, with his left hand leaning on the arm of the dragon throne and his face leaning on it. Then, his right hand beckoned at Zhao Jinbao: "Come, come to my place."

The man's voice was inexplicably magnetic, making Zhao Jinbao feel intoxicated from hearing it. However, when Zhao Jinbao wanted to walk, he felt that it was extremely difficult, as if his back was bearing a thousand kilograms of strength.

However, Zhao Jinbao endured the pressure and walked step by step towards the man.

This man was very good-looking, and even a little demonic. He had a picturesque appearance, and sitting there, he looked at Zhao Jinbao. "You are Zhao Jinbao?"

Zhao Jinbao nodded his head: "I am, who are you?"

"Me? I don't remember who I am, they call me Long? Call me Totem? Or was it an ancestor? I have too many identities, I don't know either. "

The man said, and raised his head to look at Zhao Jinbao: "But I now have another identity!"

"What is it?" Zhao Jinbao subconsciously asked.

He looked at Zhao Jinbao and smiled: "Your Master! However, you seem to be severely injured, and you feel as if your life is going to end in no time! "

As he spoke, he slapped the armrest of the Dragon Throne and jumped up. When he got up, he saw that there was a pair of wings on his back. These wings were silver in color, and there were even some red lines on them.

He said before that he was a dragon, but upon seeing this pair of wings, Zhao Jinbao suddenly remembered an ancient Chinese legend. It was the Ying Dragon with wings, the Ying Dragon who fought against the Demon God Chi You all by himself, the one who drew the river and lured the water into the North Sea.

When he arrived next to Zhao Jinbao, the Ying Dragon withdrew its wings, and when it was close up, it once again carefully looked at Zhao Jinbao, and said with a slight smile: "Not bad, a good seedling. It's just that its body is a little too weak."0

With that, he suddenly extended his hand and cut Zhao Jinbao's chest with his finger. His fingernails were not long, but they were sharp, and directly pierced through Zhao Jinbao's chest, causing blood to flow out.

"The taste is a little light, and the purity is too low. Try mine!"

The Ying Dragon said, and directly used his right index finger to cut his thumb, then directly forced the blood out. With a flick of his finger, the blood shot into Zhao Jinbao's mouth.

Zhao Jinbao simply did not have any chance to react, and had subconsciously swallowed the fresh blood. In that instant, he felt as though a line of fire directly slid down his esophagus, and then, he felt as if a fire had emerged from his stomach. At that time, he had immediately extended his arms, and the muscles on his body were twisted, which was even more berserk than before.

Seeing that, the Ying Dragon nodded his head, and smiled: Not bad, this is what a Dragon Clan successor should look like, now you should be able to recover your own body!

All of these things happened too fast, and Zhao Jinbao had no time to even react. He didn't even have time to think before the Ying Dragon was done with everything.

"Why are you helping me?" Zhao Jinbao asked.

"Helping you is helping myself. I hope you won't forget your promise to Dragon Clan. If I can't help you, I can naturally kill you. On this point, I hope you won't have any doubts, because there's only one chance!"

With that, the pressure that the Ying Dragon had on Zhao Jinbao was immediately removed.

Zhao Jinbao's body became light, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Alright, let's go back. We can't stay here for long. This isn't the place you should be right now."

After the Ying Dragon finished speaking, a hint of exhaustion flashed past his face as well. He directly used his own fingers and lightly pressed onto Zhao Jinbao's forehead, causing Zhao Jinbao to feel a wave of gravity push him out.

When he woke up, he saw that his body was wrapped in plaster and gauze, wrapped like a mummy.

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