Thinking of the deliciousness of dragon meat, Mu Feng couldn't help swallowing.

The ones I ate at the beginning were all dragons raised in the Heavenly Court. Now the one who kneels in front of me is a real dragon, the pure blood dragon clan.

If it really stewed in one pot, it would definitely be more delicious than the previous shrimp.

The little white dragon kneeling on the ground did not dare to look up at Mu Feng's expression. However, as Mu Feng swallowed his saliva, he felt a chill rising all over his body.

When he reaches his level, he will naturally not feel that he will have a bad premonition for no reason. Anyone who has this feeling must be a whim and a prediction of the crisis.

Therefore, although he didn't know Mu Feng's thoughts, Xiao Bailong could feel that his crisis was not resolved because of his conceit.

I was worried, and the little white dragon kneeling and bowing posture was lowered, and the kowtowing speed was kept faster.

At this moment, he completely gave up his integrity and completely abandoned his shame.

What is integrity? Can integrity and shame last? No, just rely on it. This becomes a critical survival and death. Only the word "coward" can definitely prolong his life.

Holding his chin and after a long struggle in his heart, Mu Feng finally gave up the very attractive idea of ​​stewing the little white dragon.

It was not his kindness, nor was it his compassionate heart that was touched by the cowardly appearance of Xiaobailong, but his discovery that after stewing the little white dragon, he had to walk all the way to Lingshan.

After giving up the idea of ​​turning the little white dragon into ingredient, Mu Feng became much more pleasing to the little white dragon when he looked at the little white dragon again.

At this moment, the little white dragon who felt the crisis of life and death was strictly following the compulsory course of their dragon clan - "Five Hundred Survival Codes of Dragon Clan Monks of the Declined Post-Immortal Shadow Age" The effective method of admitting defeat by the monks, and posing the most scientific way to admit defeat by the dragon clan after thousands of practices.

Well, it's actually the classic orz kneeling position

This position looks very cowardly, very unscrupulous and unconventional.

But it is undeniable that when you see the opponent who was still shouting to you at the moment and then posing in this very cowardly orz position the next moment, most monks' inner anger will be replaced by a feeling of trampling on the opponent's dignity.

Therefore, after giving up the idea of ​​stewing the little white dragon in a pot, Mu Feng looked at the orz classic kneeling position of Xiao Bailong, and he couldn't help but have the idea that it would be good to collect such a mount.

After all, although this mount is very cowardly, cowardly also has the benefits of being cowardly.

For example...be obedient and cowardly mounts like this. When you are not as powerful as your master, facing a master who can take his life at any time, it will definitely mean hitting wherever you want. If you ask him to go east, he will not dare to look west. If you ask him to catch a dog, he will not dare to think of a chicken.

Is there such an obedient pet that I have a lot of fun on the way to the west?

Thinking of this, Mu Feng looked at the little white dragon who was still kneeling on the ground in an orz-sized manner, and felt more and more pleasing to him.

"Cough cough!" The two light coughs attracted the attention of Xiao Bailong, and Mu Feng looked righteous on his face.

"Little White Dragon, you said, our master and apprentice were chatting here. You suddenly rushed out to attack and swallowed my delicious-looking pippi shrimp for no reason. Is it your fault first?"

Upon hearing this, the little white dragon stagnated, and he wanted to make it clear that you wanted to capture me as a mount first.

But given the fierce power of the monkey around him that almost smashed him into meat paste, Xiao Bailong was so tactful that he did not tell the truth.

Otherwise, Mu Feng, who would always tell the truth, would be enough for Mu Feng, who would be unhappy and stew him.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Xiaobailong maintained orz's cowardly posture, lowered his head and looked at the ground with his eyes obediently, "You are right, it's Xiaolong's rashness, Xiaolong is willing to compensate for his mistakes!"

Listening to Xiao Bailong's words, Mu Feng felt happy, and what he was waiting for was your words.

"It's good that you admit it. Since you have said you are willing to compensate, then I won't be difficult for you!"

Hearing Mu Feng's words, Xiao Bailong finally let go of his heart a little. At the same time, he was still thinking in his heart that this senior seemed not as difficult as he thought?

However, as soon as this thought arose, Mu Feng's next sentence made him feel inexplicably the words "Mom sells criticism" appear in his heart.

Looking at the little white dragon kneeling on the ground, Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "You attacked us for no reason, my disciple beat you up, and we will be even.

But my delicious shrimp, which did not do anything, knew nothing, was daydreaming, was swallowed into your stomach in one bite.

A great life, because of your arrogantness, will die in this way, and you will die inexplicably. How innocent and pitiful it is, how cruel you are!"

Xiao Bailong: "..." I have a saying that my mother doesn't know whether to speak or not.

The pippi shrimp was obviously what you grabbed and prepared to eat. Even if I didn't eat it, it would have to get into your stomach. I swallowed it directly, saving it a lot of pain. It would be better than being peeled and dismembered into a delicious meal.

At least, it did not suffer as much pain when it died.

But why does it seem like everything has changed when you say it now?

As a person who uses Pipi shrimp as a delicious ingredient, why do you have the face to say this with righteousness?

Just as the little white dragon refreshed the worldview for Mu Feng's shamelessness, Mu Feng spoke again.

"Although my Pipi shrimp was tortured to death by you, and although my Pipi shrimp died innocently, the so-called God has the virtue of being alive. Because you are so cowardly and unconscientious, I will not let you pay your life for Pipi shrimp. But..."

But Mu Feng's heart made Xiao Bailong feel thrust again.

"However, the so-called death penalty can be avoided, and the living penalty cannot be escaped. If you kill my pippi shrimp, you must compensate it!

It’s not difficult for you. Since my Pipi shrimp dies because of you, you will become Pipi shrimp to live for it and fulfill its mission!”

After Mu Feng's words were expressed, the expression on Xiao Bailong's face can be fully summarized in two words - confused!

"Transform... into a pixie shrimp? Complete... to complete its mission?"

Little Bailong looked at Mu Feng's face, his eyes as if an 18-year-old yellow flower girl had met a famous flower-picking thief in the bathhouse.

I have studied a lot, so don't miss me.

If you grab the shrimp, you want to eat it. To fulfill your mission for it, isn’t it just that it makes it let you eat it?

Facing the little white dragon's elegant eyes, Mu Feng secretly wiped his saliva in his heart, but his face was full of righteousness.

"That's right, I'm going to catch the Pipi shrimp as a mount. It's a great opportunity for it.

Unfortunately, who knew that it had a shallow life and a poor fortune, and it was buried in your mouth.

Now, I will not pursue your life, but for the sake of reason, you will replace it and fulfill your mission of carrying me westward!"

After saying this, Mu Feng didn't even blink his eyes, as if the person who wanted to make a delicious meal of Pipi shrimp was not him.

With serious nonsense, Mu Feng almost believed that he was such a good person.

And Xiao Bailong almost vomited after hearing Mu Feng's words.

"You mean... let me turn into a pippi shrimp and take you west as a mount?"

Xiao Bailong suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Who is he? The third prince of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea and a descendant of the pure blood dragon clan is expected to become the existence of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor.

Now, someone has abandoned his original dragon appearance and turned into a lowly and despicable Pipi shrimp to replace his mission of becoming his mount.

In an instant, the little white dragon couldn't help but wonder if he had been hiding in Yingchoujian for too long, and the outside world had changed.

Could it be that the dragon clan outside is no longer a noble divine beast, but the status of Pipi shrimp with low bloodline is above the dragon clan?

Just as the little white dragon was thinking about it, Mu Feng's voice came again.

"What? You don't want to?"

Hearing the tone of the little white dragon and looking at the expression on the dragon's face, Mu Feng's face instantly turned gloomy.

He was merciless and did not ask the white dragon to replace Pipi shrimp as his ingredients, but just let him act as a mount. This cowardly stupid dragon dared not be happy.

Is this really thinking that he has a good temper and can't eat dragon meat?

Of course, although his face was covered with a gloomy face, he looked like "Do you dare not agree to make you look good."

But Mu Feng's heart actually refused with Hope Xiaobailong.

Because in that way, he can justify and righteously peel the little white dragon's cramps and skin it into a delicious dragon meat meal.

It’s a pity that the little white dragon’s cowardice was developed from the root.

In the compulsory course of the dragon clan - "Five Hundred Survival Codes of Dragon Clan Cultivators in the Declined Post-Immortal Shadow Age", in order to adapt to the changes in the world and the continuation of the race, this dragon clan had to write a loss of the dragon pattern, lose its moral integrity, give up the lower limit, and put the word "coward" through the compulsory textbooks throughout the book for a long time.

The word "coward" has become the instinct in the bloodline of the Four Seas Dragon Clan.

Therefore, even when facing a treaty like Mu Feng that was worthy of power and humiliating, in order not to be stewed away in one pot, Xiao Bailong still swallowed his anger and chose to sign this unequal treaty.

Alas, I remember how coquettish and happy it was when his dragon clan dominated the prehistoric world back then. If it weren't for some bastard who was so powerful that he made the dragon desperate, how could his dragon clan end up now?

He sighed silently in his heart, and the little white dragon closed his eyes in shame, maintained his huge orz kneeling posture, and changed from a human form to a three-meter-long giant peel shrimp.

When Mu Feng saw the little white dragon surrender, he sighed in his heart and began to look at his new mount.

As a skin shrimp, it is naturally not as tall as a white horse.

But you have to know that it is not an ordinary Pipi shrimp, but a Pipi shrimp turned into by the pure blood dragon clan, a lobster.

So, if you ride such a mount, you will still be full of strength.

With a sense of satisfaction, Mu Feng sat cross-legged on Pipixia's back.

He took out some natural treasures from the storage space and refined a rein and brushed it on Pipi shrimp's neck. Mu Feng held the rein with both hands and exerted a little force.

He shouted, "Pipi Shrimp, let's go!"
Chapter completed!