Lord of Pets

In the cave covered by the ancestral weapon, with the consent of the golden dragon soul, Bai Wushang released the eagerly awaited and impatient little rabbit.

It slept in the pet space for several days and was so bored that it almost went moldy.

With the help of spiritual communication, I learned that the mysterious little ancestral dragon was born, and I couldn't wait to find out.

"Groan!!"

Yuelong screamed happily and jumped out from the light door. His whole body was shining and more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

The small bone dragon immediately became alert, raising its head and looking at the dragon shadow that was dozens of times larger than it.

"Yin..."

The little rabbits looked at each other curiously, feeling very strange.

It is obviously a strong aura of death, but if it were any undead species outside, it would be disgusted by the little guy.

But the Little Bone Dragon is different. It has an implicit sense of holiness and is not annoying.

"Kaba!!"

The little bone dragon looked like it was facing a powerful enemy and was ready to fight.

The tone changed, becoming deeper and more powerful.

The pale golden dragon soul beat faster, and an invisible hurricane rose with it as its core point.

After two or three seconds of brewing, two gray magic circles appeared behind it. Six skeleton soldiers holding bows, arrows, shields, and machetes, as well as a skeleton priest wearing a cloak and holding a black bone staff, emerged from the magic circle. A figure emerges.

"Uuuuuu——"

The soldiers drew their bows, defended their shields, and raised their swords. The priests raised their bone staffs and murmured something.

Their beating soul fires are all green, six are light and one is deep. A tense atmosphere arises from scratch, permeating the middle of the Moon Dragon and the Little Bone Dragon.

“Groan???”

The little rabbit's eyes widened and he was confused.

The newly born little bone dragon, do you think of it as an enemy? Want to have a fight?

Bai Wushang noticed it anyway and took a step forward, blocking the way between the two beasts.

The "white bone young dragon" born in the reincarnation ceremony is not as perfect as the original body. It has a strong innate sense of wariness against attributes such as light, thunder, and fire.

Even if the moon dragon transformed from the little rabbit is not good at fighting, the pure moonlight energy shining on the little bone dragon will still give it a sense of crisis.

This comes from biological instinct.

Fire and water are incompatible, which refers to this situation.

It can be expected that if Xiao Ci appears now, full of thunder power, whether it is the Wind Crowned Thunder Sword Mantis or the Big Thunder Demon Dragon, the small bone dragon will probably jump in an instant and violently attack under the stress reaction.

"Yin (ó﹏ò?)..."

The little rabbit was a little sad.

Before he even did anything, he was blacklisted by Xiao Zulong.

This is a bit of a frustration for the little guy who has always been a popular guy.

What should we do? The little bone dragon will probably become the owner's partner. Whether it is temporary or permanent, we must have a good relationship!

As his natal pet, and relying on himself as the boss, the little rabbit looked at the little bone dragon with a caring look.

He took the initiative to step back a few meters, trying hard to restrain the dissipation of moonlight energy, in an attempt to restore his image as a bad dragon in its mind.

The small bone dragon tilted its head, its jaws stopped biting up and down, and it made a strange sound of kaba kaba.

Even though he is young, he is really smart.

At the same level of intelligence, he is obviously much better than the original Xiao Chongchong.

Through Bai Wushang, through the projection of the holy dragon, and his own perception, he found that the white dragon in the sky was no threat and canceled his attack stance.

The skeleton soldiers and skeleton priests behind them also disappeared little by little like dust blown by the wind.

However, giving up the attack does not mean opening up your heart.

The little bone dragon still didn't want to communicate with the moon dragon, and would rather stay quietly next to Bai Wushang's feet than look at it, acting coldly.

On the contrary, the little rabbit, trying to attract the attention of the little bone dragon, flew upright and backward for a while, looking a little naughty and cute.

"Yin..."

Little Rabbit looked at Bai Wushang as if asking for help. Bai Wushang rubbed his brows and felt like he had no idea what to do.

The little Ancestral Dragon was obviously just born and had not activated the inheritance in his bloodline. His understanding of the world was blank and hazy.

It is obviously curious about everything unknown, but it shows strong self-restraint and excellent self-observation. It does not look like a child at all, but like a teenager trying to pretend to be an adult.

Bai Wushang couldn't tell that this was a character characteristic unique to the Death lineage.

The little bone dragon is still born with excellence. After enduring the darkness and the lonely years in the muddle, Longge transformed little by little.

The golden dragon soul couldn't explain it, and was more inclined to the second guess.

This caused it, which had the peak holy blood and once stood on the top of the holy dragon, to feel extremely distressed.

Little Zulong is so pitiful.

They have experienced the suffering of non-dragons since they were born, and they have to be thrown into Dragon Prison by the Dragon Court and suppressed year after year.

This kind of experience, no matter who looks at it, is too miserable.

This is not how a person of death should be treated.

This is not the misfortune that the majestic ancestral dragon should bear.

"My little friend, during this period, please make it as carefree as possible."

The golden dragon soul sighed, "The burden on its back is too heavy, so let's deliver it little by little. No matter how old we are, we will not die after all, and we will still have the energy to help."

Bai Wushang nodded in agreement.

Cultivating mythical creatures and maintaining a relationship with them is not only a new experience for him, but also a valuable learning experience.

If even such an extraordinary creature with strong special characteristics can establish a good emotional foundation, it will undoubtedly prove that he has just glimpsed the path of master and cannot be judged by the short training time.

"Senior, I heard that high-level creatures have real names. I wonder if the lord you mentioned has ever given a name to a little dragon?"

As the Supreme Body moves upward, it will be remembered by heaven and earth because of its power.

Even if he dies, even if he is a descendant of the vertical bloodline, he cannot replace the person who inherits his name.

This is the origin of the "true name", which is unique and unique.

The golden dragon soul smiled.

"nature."

"Your Majesty is close to the human race and likes to read ancient human books. Your Majesty signed the little Ancestral Dragon's name when it was first born."

"Its real name comes from the sentence "Dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow." In ancient dragon language, it is called "dagger オeしΦ". When translated into human language, it is equivalent to the word "龙野". "

"Longye..."

Bai Wushang chewed on this name, and the little bone dragon seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and listened to the voice of the golden dragon soul in a daze.

"This name has two meanings behind it, both of which are high hopes placed by Your Majesty."

"On the first level, Your Majesty hopes that the little ancestral dragon will thrive. Even if it is another ancestral dragon of the same class, it will be able to fight and fight, and it will not be weaker than any extraordinary creature."

"The second level is a kind of wake-up call."

"The yang pole must decline, the yin pole must flourish. The little ancestral dragon is born with a mythical bloodline. Your Majesty hopes that it will not be arrogant because of this. It must not get carried away at any time, otherwise one day it will pay the price of blood for this, both for the bloodline of death and for itself. , are all disastrous consequences..."