There is porridge on the table, some hearty and meat.

And it's a big piece of meat.

That was prepared for Bishang.

The dragons are all standard carnivores.

Bi Shang was gnawing on the meat, thinking about the woman in the painting, and after enduring it for a long time, she finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Zihuang, who is the woman in the painting?"

Pu Zihuang used a small silver spoon to drink porridge and said with a smile: "It was just drawn casually, so sister Bishang doesn't have to think too much."

"But I think that figure looks familiar..." She bit a bone, looked at the sky with her eyes, thought for a long time, and finally remembered, "I remember who it is, it's Ruan Ling!"

Pu Zihuang paused her hand and still looked relaxed: "No."

"It's clear." Bishang retorted, "Brother Zihuang, just draw her, what can you hide? It's natural for a woman to grow up like her and be painted in the painting."

Pu Zihuang didn't say anything.

Although Bishang is not familiar with the world, she is not a fool either.

She vaguely guessed a few points and said, "If Brother Zihuang has something to do with you, you can explain it to me. My dragon woman will not be able to win someone’s love or force others to do anything."

"Sister Bishang is thinking too much." Pu Zihuang smiled gently, "I just admire her appearance and think the picture of her standing in the snow and enjoying the plum blossoms is beautiful. As for what is next to her, there is nothing."

"Really?" Bishang was a little suspicious.

"Really." Pu Zihuang smiled, "Ruan Ling wants to be the queen of the underworld. How could I have any other thoughts about her?"

"But I think you have a good relationship." Bishang said, "You have to bring her to the banquet at Kunlun, and she also brings good wine to you to enjoy the snow..."

"This is not called liking, this is called close friends." Pu Zihuang smiled.

"Confidant?" Bishang put down his chopsticks, "I am a petty woman. After Brother Zihuang gets married to me, I will not allow Brother Zihuang to have any confidant."

Pu Zihuang said with a funny look: "When did I say I want to get married to you?"

"You...didn't you say you don't love Ruan Ling?"

"I don't love Ruan Ling, but I don't love you either." Pu Zihuang calmly ate the porridge, "I never thought of getting married. It's a good life alone."

"Aren't I good? Why don't you marry me?" Bishang was a little discouraged.

"You are pretty good, but I don't like being a tool for a family, and I don't like being dragged down." Pu Zihuang said gently, "Where is me, I'm a man without any sense of responsibility. Sister Bishang's benefactor is not me."

"You really don't want to marry me?" Bishang asked, "Brother Zihuang must think clearly. If you don't agree, you will not only offend your aunt, but also offend the entire dragon clan."

Pu Zihuang said calmly: "Little girl, how many are left in your dragon clan? Is it really so powerful that you still need to come and fight with me?"

The green dress is speechless.

She wanted to refute loudly, but he said nothing wrong.

The dragon clan is in decline.

Several races have been completely destroyed, including the Red Dragon, the Black Dragon, the Frost Dragon... As for the legendary most powerful race, the Zhulong, it is even missing.

The remaining Qinglong is only three or five elderly, weak, sick and disabled. In her generation, she is only a healthy young female.

Bishang shoulders the fate of the entire family.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to defend herself, but tears fell down her face.
Chapter completed!