Half of its huge head had rotted away, and its wings were stained with smelly rotten stuff, making it look extremely terrifying.
Two red eyes stared at Ji Mingyu, and the bloody mouth opened slightly, spewing out a terrifying breath of pressure, as if it was going to swallow him at any time.
Ji Mingyu raised the Dragon Sealing Sword in his hand, and the sword made a low dragon roar. His eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for the monster's attack.
However, after he waited for a while, the monster did not move at all, but tilted its huge ugly head and stared at him.
In those red eyes, greed and cruelty had faded, and were slowly filled with doubt.
The half-rotten nose came close to Ji Mingyu and sniffed.
Ji Mingyu looked at the way it twitched its nose, and his heart suddenly trembled.
This small action gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity.
It seemed as if a long, long time ago, so long ago that he had almost forgotten, there was a little guy who liked to do exactly the same little movements.
Ji Mingyu slowly put down the Dragon Sealing Sword in his hand. He couldn't help but take a step forward, his eyes trembling slightly.
When the monster saw him approaching, it was alert at first, then an expression of joy and longing appeared in its big blood-red eyes.
The huge head stretched out, as if wanting to rub gently into Ji Mingyu's arms.
With a clang, the Dragon Sealing Sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Ji Mingyu's hands were shaking, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Xiaotian?!"
"Woo woo..." It was obviously an ugly and huge monster, but when it heard Ji Mingyu's words, it made a sound that was completely inconsistent with its size.
The cry was full of joy, longing and desire, but also seemed to carry a sense of grievance.
The monster in front of me is really Xiaotian!
It was the little monster he raised when he was alone in the jungle.
Later, because of Ji Chengfeng's cruelty, he was forced to kill the little pet that depended on him with his own hands.
From then on, I closed my heart and never opened it to anyone again.
It was not until he met Xiyue that he began to have human emotions again.
It can be said that apart from Xi Yue and Jun Linxi, the one Ji Mingyu has the deepest feelings for is this little monster that he raised with his own hands.
I originally thought that Xiaotian had died long ago, but I didn't expect that it was still alive, living in this dark abyss of hell.
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Xiaotian's appearance is almost completely different from before.
Even though it shrunk its body and curled up beside Ji Mingyu, it still looked extremely ugly, with rotten flesh all over its body and a disgusting stench emanating from it.
But Ji Mingyu didn't care at all. Just like countless times before, he gently touched his pet's head.
Xiaotian immediately made a purring sound of intimacy and dependence and rubbed against his hand.
"Xiaotian, how come you are still alive? And why are you in this hell?"
Xiaotian made a whimpering sound, his voice full of grievance and resentment.
Ji Mingyu's eyes turned cold, and he had guessed something. "Ji Chengfeng sent you in, right?"
Ji Mingyu was still young at that time and had been locked in the mountains, so he didn’t know what kind of monster Xiaotian was.
But now, he knew.
Xiaotian is the surviving bloodline of the ancient monster Swallowing Cloud Beast.
Moreover, Xiaotian has been raised by him, enduring the baptism of his devouring power every day.
Therefore, Xiaotian, the cloud-swallowing beast, is extremely precious. (To be continued)