Xiaochi was stunned: Eh? He thought that all the little dragons he recruited, including him, were already the king's personal guards, but it turns out that they are not? They still have to compete for the position
Only one dragon can be the king's personal bodyguard
Seeing that Xiao Chi ignored him, Hai Rongkun became even more angry and snorted coldly, "Don't think the king would be interested in a weak guy like you!"
After saying that, without waiting for Xiaochi's reaction, he lay down on the bed with the pillow in his arms.
He couldn't help but murmur, "I don't know how majestic the king's heroic figure is. If I could see it, I would die without regrets."
Xiao Chi was amused by Hai Rongkun's reaction.
You think this is just a little kid
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In the middle of the night, there was suddenly a violent earthquake, followed by a dragon's roar that resounded through the sky.
Xiaochi and the little red bird were awakened from their sleep.
The little red bird said, "What's going on? I seem to sense the aura of Yan Nuo."
"And this aura is very chaotic. He must have gone into a state of obsession."
Hai Rongkun also woke up from his sleep and looked outside in shock.
The painful dragon roar was still ringing, and even the ground was shaking slightly.
There seemed to be other dragons running for the king's personal guard outside, walking out of the room and heading towards the direction of the dragon's roar.
Xiaochi and the little red bird looked at each other and followed.
When we arrived at a room in the West Palace, it was already filled with dragons.
Yan Nuo was seen lying on the ground, struggling and wailing in pain. The dragon horns on his head and the dragon tail behind him had already taken shape.
From time to time, the dragon clan's pressure, so powerful that it makes people tremble, is released.
Many of the little dragons who were the personal guards of the king who was running for election could not bear it and retreated one after another.
The Great Elder was squatting beside Yan Nuo at this time, trying to stop Yan Nuo from emitting dragon power while anxiously giving him dragon energy, hoping to ease his pain and help him survive the disaster.
However, Yan Nuo's voice became weaker and weaker, and his expression became uglier and uglier.
There was an older dragon on the side, who transformed into a middle-aged man and sighed, "Alas, it seems that Yan Nuo is beyond help!"
"How could that be? Yan Nuo is the most talented among the younger generation of our Black Dragon Clan!"
"But who made it go crazy? Now its dragon tendons are starting to break. What can we do?"
Xiao Chi, who was listening to these people talking, finally couldn't help but asked: "Don't you want to ask a doctor to treat him?"
"Physician? What's a physician?"
"Right? How do you cure a demonic possession? Even the dragon energy won't work!"
Xiaochi was really stunned this time.
Is it possible that the dragon clan doesn’t have a profession called doctor
The little red bird whispered in his ear in a secret voice: "Because the dragon race itself is a race with outstanding talents, their bodies are extremely strong and they are not usually injured. Even if they are injured, they can repair themselves in a short time. As for fatal injuries on the battlefield, I am afraid that doctors can't do anything. Therefore, the dragon race has not developed the profession of doctor."
Xiaochi nodded and felt that this was indeed very possible.
Just like what happened to Xiao Hei at the beginning, he would disappear just by getting hurt, without even using his magic power.
Little Golden Dragon is a little bit weaker than Little Black, but he can heal ordinary injuries instantly.
The Great Elder raised his head, revealing slightly red eyes, and looked at Xiao Chi: "Do you have a way to save Yan Nuo?"
Yan Nuo is the most proud disciple of the Great Elder.
Therefore, the Great Elder cares more about Yan Nuo's life and death than anyone else. (To be continued)