Xiao Jiao can make Han Long treat him with such respect. The disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm feel that Xiao Jiao is definitely not simple.
The dragon's power on the little dragon's body is extremely vast. It is not like an ordinary dragon.
What's more, Xiaojiao's dragon horns have only grown one-fifth, and Xiaojiao's cultivation has reached the peak of the Emperor of Heaven. How can this be an ordinary dragon
Thinking like this, the eyes of those disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm fell on the little dragon.
"All the disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm are here. Even if Hanlong really knows Xiaojiao's identity, he can't let these disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm know!"
"The fewer people know about Xiaojiao's identity, the better!"
Listening to these discussions, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to ask Han Long why he called Xiao Jiao Dragon Emperor.
But at this moment, seeing that these disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm were so curious about Xiaojiao's identity, Mo Wentian stopped asking any more questions.
After all, the fewer people know about Xiaojiao's identity, the better.
"Boss, this Hanlong actually said that he wanted to surrender to me. This..."
At this moment, the little dragon's figure flashed, transformed into a little snake, and landed in front of Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, a complicated look flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Since this cold dragon wants to surrender to you, you must subdue it first!"
"This cold dragon should have been in the Shentian Mountains for a long time. Conquering it might help us seize cultivation resources deep in the Shentian Mountains!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said coldly.
Since the cold dragon took the initiative to submit to the little dragon, the little dragon would subdue the cold dragon.
Their purpose in the depths of the Shentian Mountains is to seize cultivation resources, and more importantly, to seize the peerless cultivation resources.
He couldn't explain why, but Mo Wentian always felt that conquering this cold dragon would be helpful for them to seize cultivation resources in the future.
"Boss, then I will subdue this cold dragon!"
"When we subdue this cold dragon, this Hanyou Grass will naturally be ours!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, a flash of enlightenment appeared in Xiaojiao's eyes.
The next moment, thinking of Han Youcao, a joyful expression appeared on Xiao Jiao's face.
This cold dragon is the monster that protects Hanyou Grass. If he subdues this cold dragon, then this Hanyou Grass will not be his.
Thinking like this, a bright light appeared in Xiao Jiao's eyes.
"Um!"
"Little Jiao, you subdue this cold dragon first. As for why he calls you Dragon Emperor, don't ask yet!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a complex look appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he lowered his voice.
"Boss, I conquered this cold dragon. Why can't I ask this cold dragon about my identity?"
"I conquered him, and he will definitely answer truthfully. Why can't I ask?"
Hearing this, a doubt arose in Xiaojiao's heart, and he blurted it out almost subconsciously.
"Little Jiao, I also want to know your identity!"
"But all the disciples from the Divine Heaven Realm are here. Regarding your identity, since you have subdued this cold dragon, this cold dragon will also follow you!"
"Then you have plenty of time to ask. Don't worry. It's better to know less about your identity at this moment!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
It's not that Mo Wentian can't trust the disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm, it's just that Xiaojiao's identity is not a trivial matter, and the fewer people know about it, the better.
"Boss, why can't my identity be known to the disciples of the Divine Heaven Realm!"
"They are all disciples of our Divine Heaven Realm, and they will not do anything against me!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes were filled with doubts and he said in a deep voice.
"Xiaojiao, I won't allow any mistakes in your safety!"
"The fewer people know your identity, the safer it is for you!"
After pondering for a while, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice.
He couldn't explain why. Although Mo Wentian didn't know Xiaojiao's identity, Mo Wentian had an intuition that it would be better for fewer people to know Xiaojiao's identity.
"Boss..."
Hearing this, Xiaojiao still couldn't hide his confusion.
Xiao Jiao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Little Jiao, subdue this cold dragon first!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian said coldly, seeing that Xiao Jiao was still stunned and did not subdue the cold dragon.
"Okay, boss!"
Xiaojiao looked at Mo Wentian and quickly agreed.
"Lord Dragon Emperor, this is Hanyou Grass. This Hanyou Grass should be regarded as my loyalty to you, Lord Dragon Emperor!"
At this moment, the cold dragon came to the side of Xiaojiao, and his paws were grasping the cold grass.
On the Hanyou grass, a cold chill spread.
The blue scales on Hanlong's body were even more chilly.
But at this moment, Hanlong looked at Xiaojiao with a very respectful expression.
"Um!"
"Hanlong, you are still good!"
"I will accept this cold grass!"
The little dragon looked at the cold grass on the claws of the cold dragon, was slightly startled, came back to his senses, and said coldly.
Immediately, Xiao Jiao collected the Hanyou grass.
Mo Wentian originally wanted to take this Hanyou Herb. Since Hanlong offered it to him, he would naturally accept it.
But in Xiaojiao's heart, he was a little shocked when Hanlong presented the Hanyou grass. He didn't expect that Hanlong would be so quick and sincere in wanting to recognize him as the Dragon Emperor.
"People of the Dragon Emperor, if you accept my Hanyou Grass, the Emperor Grass that I protect, Hanlong will follow you from now on!"
"I also hope that Lord Dragon Emperor will make it happen!"
Seeing the little dragon taking down the Han You grass, Han Long's face showed a hint of joy and he said respectfully.
"Hanlong, are you willing to surrender to me?"
Suddenly, Xiaojiao thought of Mo Wentian's words for him to subdue the cold dragon. A glimmer of light flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes and he said in a cold voice.
"Submit to Lord Dragon Emperor?"
"I am willing, I am naturally willing to surrender to Lord Dragon Emperor!"
"I, Hanlong, have the honor of following Lord Dragon Emperor. I am extremely grateful. How could I not be willing to follow Lord Dragon Emperor!"
Hearing what Xiao Jiao said, the cold dragon made a puff sound and prostrated directly in front of Xiao Jiao, looking as respectful as he could.
"Boss, this Hanlong is really sincere!"
"You actually presented Hanyou Grass so proactively, and you surrendered without even thinking about it!"
Seeing Han Long's appearance, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, a glint flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"You surrendered without even thinking about it?"
"This can only show that Xiaojiao's identity is really not simple!"
A faint light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, what is Xiaojiao's identity?"
"This cold dragon actually called him Dragon Emperor?"
"Is Xiaojiao really the most powerful race among the dragons?"
Huantian looked at Xiaojiao, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"No matter what Xiaojiao's identity is!"
"The little dragons are all our relatives!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, that's natural!"
"Little Jiao has always been a relative in my heart!"
"Although I occasionally argue with him, it's just a small fight. In my heart, just like you, I already regard Xiaojiao as my relative!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with firm eyes.
"Um!"
Looking at Huantian's determined look, Mo Wentian hummed slightly and nodded.