Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

"Dragon...Dragon blood!? Hundreds of schools

Meng Yi was frightened by Zhao Tuo's crazy idea, and quickly persuaded: "Young master! You must not have such an idea!

"Dragon blood! That's dragon blood!"

"Once this matter spreads, I am afraid that all the officials in the court and the people of Daqin will accuse the son of being disrespectful to the black dragon transformed by the national fortune.

"Even your son, you may be hindered by being crowned a prince!

Meng Tian bitterly persuaded: "Young Master, we have a lot of ways to do it, why do we have to go so far?"

"Besides, dragon saliva dragon scales are still easy to obtain, where should we find this dragon blood? 35

"I can't send an army, really go hunting the black dragon that helped me, Daqin, overcome many difficulties, right?

"It's better for us to keep our feet on the ground."

"I think... it's not as exaggerated as you said." Zhao Tuo said casually.

This time, it was like stepping on Meng Yi's tail, and he almost jumped up in anger.

"Why not! Son, this is only more exaggerated than what I said!

"You must not let His Majesty know about your thoughts, otherwise... um.

Meng Tian's voice stopped abruptly.

I saw Zhao Tuo stretch out his left hand, and the black dragon body like a long snake swam out along his sleeve robe.

Then, under Meng Yi's horrified eyes, it quickly became bigger.

In just a split second, the black dragon clone returned to its original size that was nearly four feet thick and nearly a hundred feet long.

"Old Meng, why didn't you speak this time?

Zhao Tuo smiled and looked at Meng Yi, who had been frightened.

In fact, when he rescued Ying Zheng a few days ago and had a showdown with him about the Black Dragon, he wanted to tell Meng Yi about it.

But never found the right opportunity.

Exactly today this guy is chattering here...

"Sir...this...this..."

Meng Yi pointed at the black dragon and kept saying this in his mouth.

It is estimated that this will even have a mouth and a head, and it is not very useful at all.

Zhao Tuo simply ignored him and directly controlled the black dragon clone to slowly lower the dragon's head and open the dragon's mouth.

Then he pulled out the dragon-scale golden long sword...

"Young master! Absolutely not! Absolutely not!"

Ignoring Meng Yi's dissuasion, Zhao Tuo's sword tip slashed on the soft flesh between the dragon's teeth.

"..."

On the tip of the sword, the blood gushing out with crimson red with a golden halo.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the dragon-scale golden long sword stained with dragon's blood seemed to come alive, emitting a clear sword sound.

Under the moonlight, the long sword Bingtian was cold and murderous again and again.

Ignore the strangeness of the long sword.

Zhao Tuo's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he quickly turned the tip of his sword, and dropped the drop of dragon blood into Chi Feng's horse's mouth.

When he turned to look again.

The wound in the gap between the dragon teeth has disappeared.

The part of Zhao Tuo's consciousness immersed in the black dragon's avatar could not help but sigh.

The feeling of giving Heilong a clone just now was almost the same as when brushing his teeth accidentally caused his gums to bleed.

After getting the dragon's blood, the black dragon quickly shrank in size and returned to the sleeve of Zhao Tuo's left arm.

Until this moment, Meng Yi finally came back to his senses.

"Young master, just now... did the old man have hallucinations `々?"

"Do you think that's an illusion?" Zhao Tuo smiled and squatted down to check Chi Feng's condition.

At this time, Chi Feng fell into a coma after taking dragon blood.

Meng Yi also squatted down with Zhao Tuo, and asked tentatively, "Young Master, that black dragon..."

"That's right, as you imagined, it only appeared in Xianyang because of me.

"No wonder...no wonder...'

Meng Yi stroked his beard lightly, and his heart was full of surprise.

No wonder the young master never worries about who can obtain the protection of the black dragon.

It is no wonder that the dragon saliva, which others regard as a treasure, can be taken out by the young master and fed to the horse.

The black dragon, who dares to be incomparably sacred and powerful to outsiders, actually gets along with the young master day and night.

And the self that is so close at hand, has never found it!

"Lao Meng, don't you persuade me now?"

"I don't want to persuade me anymore, it's all about your own affairs. 35

Meng Yi shook his head again and again.

Immediately, he looked at the fainting Chifeng, and couldn't help but worry a little: "Young Master, is it really okay to take the dragon's blood for Chifeng?

"Don't worry, there's no problem." Zhao Tuo stroked Chifeng's big head.

With the existence of the black dragon clone, he can probably perceive something.

This dragon blood, like dragon saliva, has extremely powerful vitality.

If you use it more, it will only be absorbed, and it will not cause problems.

As for the difference, that is that dragon blood contains a little dragon power, which may have some influence on other creatures.

It's like a dragon giving birth to nine sons, and each son carries a powerful force.

This is also the reason why the dragon essence has a higher concentration of dragon power than dragon blood.

Suddenly, another bolder idea came to Zhao Tuo's mind.

If the black dragon clone and the pure blood sweat horse are combined to give birth to a super mount with dragon blood... is it feasible?

At that time, don't say that it is a load of thousands of pounds.

I am afraid that it is possible to walk in the air and swallow the clouds.

But immediately he shook his head and quickly got this absurd thought out of his mind.

Not to mention that Longsheng Jiuzi is just a legend, whether it is feasible or not.

Just talking about the black dragon avatar, after all, it is the same soul and different body of its own.

Let it and the horse... Isn't that the equivalent of making a horse by yourself?

No, no, this must not work.

"Son, what are you thinking about?

"Uh...it's nothing." Zhao Tuo shook his head quickly.

If this makes Meng Yi know what he has just thought, then the fame of this life will be lost.

As soon as Zhao Tuo finished speaking, Chi Feng suddenly twitched all over his body.

Then the whole horse twitched violently.

Meng Yi was so frightened that he got up and stepped back again and again, and said in horror: "Young master, didn't you say it's okay, this, this..."

Zhao Tuo didn't speak, just frowned at the sight.

Logically, there won't be any mistakes, right?

Did you neglect something?

Just thinking about it, Chi Feng twitched even more violently, as if the bones of the whole body were surging in the body.

"Alt"

As the bones stretched open, the skin that had not yet reacted was torn, and blood gushed out.

But in the next second, it was healed by the powerful vitality in the dragon's blood.

After tearing it down several times, Chifeng's body grew a few times bigger.

Muscle fibers are thicker and skin is tougher.

What's even more peculiar is that around its neck and many parts of its body, horny like scales are faintly produced.

"This...this is incredible!

Meng Yi looked at this scene in shock and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Pullululu..."

Chi Feng, who had fainted before, woke up, and the changes in his body had stopped.

It staggered to its feet.

At this moment, after the transformation of dragon blood, Chifeng's shoulder height has reached two meters high.

How much bigger is the body shape than before?

In terms of stature alone, I am afraid he is no smaller than Sharma.

Compared with it, Meng Yi's shivering Great Qin warhorse was like a stunted underage.

Chifeng's four hooves stepped on the ground forcefully, and every time it brought out a heavy muffled sound.

The crimson horse has hard black dragon scales attached to its forehead, chest, and back, reflecting a faint black light in the moonlight.

"Red Wind! 35

Zhao Tuo exclaimed.

Hearing the master's call, the reborn Chifeng opened his hooves and suddenly exerted force, and the whole horse turned into a red shadow and rushed out.

Zhao Tuo jumped onto the horse, weighing more than 1,000 jin, but this time, it did not affect Chifeng's speed in the slightest.

One person and one horse turned into a black-red hurricane and swept across the wilderness in the suburbs.

The terrifying speed and power had gone beyond the concept of horses, and Meng Yi was stunned when he saw it.

""|| dong dong dong, dong dong dong, dong dong dong..."

The heavy horse's hoof fell, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Turn the horse's head back.

Looking at the one person and one horse who roared over the mountains, even Meng Yi couldn't help but take a few steps back in shock.

One-man army, but that's it.

"Call!

"Sorry..."

Chifeng's hooves were raised high, and Zhang Yang's undisguised chirping resounded through the wilderness.

It's reborn.

Become faster and stronger.

Even if it is a master who weighs more than 1,000 catties, it is not a problem to travel thousands of miles a day!

"Congratulations, son, you have a good horse!

It can be seen that Meng Yi's eyes are full of envy.

Even if he has no requirements for war horses now.

But the ancients were good horses and now people are good cars.

Zhao Tuo believes.

In today's Daqin, there is not a single man who does not get dizzy when he sees Chifeng.

"Hahaha, Lao Meng, if you were younger, I would get you one too.

"Yes, old man." Meng Yi Fuxu sighed.

"If it were a brother who was stationed in the frontier all the year round and galloped in the wilderness, it would be fine, but I... I'm afraid I won't be able to catch such a fierce horse.

Seeing Meng Yi's loss, Zhao Tuo comforted and said, "Don't be discouraged."

"This dragon horse is not good. There is a good sweaty horse in my chamber of commerce. I will take you to pick one tomorrow."

"Sir, is this true?"

"When did I lie to you?

"Then the old man will not be polite to you, son, hahaha."

Another few days passed.

Under the uneasy prayers of the ministers in the palace, the patrol team finally entered Hangu Pass.

We will arrive in Xianyang in a few days.

During this time, the news of Ying Zheng's serious illness was not only for some reason, but also began to spread in the DPRK and China.

There are even more rumors that the current First Emperor has passed away.

He even made a will, saying, "Hello, the second emperor will be on the throne."

In short, the Xianyang Palace was in chaos.

In Fusu's bedroom, Zhao Tuo and Fusu sat opposite each other.

At this time, Fusu's face was sad, and his expression was sluggish.

"Fifteenth brother, have you received the news?"

"Is it about my father's death due to illness?" Zhao Tuo asked a lot knowingly.

Fusu nodded.

"I heard a letter from someone saying that the emperor was in the sand dunes... just..."

Zhao Tuo took a sip of tea and did not continue.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the hall.

Hearing the sound, he could not help exclaiming when he saw Fu Su who was coming.

"Zhao Yan? You didn't go on a tour with your father..."

Zhao Yan sighed.

"Hey... the eldest son, the old minister came back to read the last emperor's edict.