Hubert was shocked when he saw a little creature that was crawling towards them with three steps, and suddenly fell down and fell directly to their feet.
"Xiao Hei... Bah, what's wrong with you, Dragon King! How did you become like this?!"
The little animal raised its dizzy head blankly, ignoring His Highness the Holy Son who asked anxiously, just holding those beautiful blue eyes and staring wetly at the mysterious future Demon King who was squinting, Suddenly, there was a milky cry.
When has His Highness the Holy Son ever seen the appearance of the prosperous Demon King, who has always been disgusted by demons? I can't wait to rub my eyes and feel like I'm dreaming, "Are you really the Dragon King? Wasn't another dragon pretending to be??"
"Are you stupid?" The future demon king couldn't hold back a sneer, and then, ignoring His Highness the Holy Son, who was beaten up again, bent down and picked up the little dragon.
His beautiful and slender fingers held the back of the little black dragon's neck, which was even more lustrous and white as jade against the black skin, which made His Highness the Holy Son's eyes straighten, "You, you treat the Dragon King like this, but he will lose his temper! Don't you know that you haven't been here for a while, but his temper is skyrocketing. He doesn't listen to anyone except the Pope's orders, which is particularly annoying. In the end, it's better to let him go... "
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Dark Temple is so stupid, but he is really worried about the future of our dark abyss."
The future Demon King narrowed his enchanting black eyes, and raised the corners of his bright red lips with a smile that was not a smile. He looked at the little black dragon in his hand, which suddenly appeared as if he had found something, and looked as if the sky was about to split.
"Goliath, tell me clearly! What the hell am I stupid? You won't feel good if you don't scold me, right?!"
Hubert laughed angrily. He wanted to roll up his sleeves and start a fight with him, which made the little black dragon even more shocked, as if he was stimulated to the point of going out of his body.
"Xiao Hei's eyes are purple, what color do you think this little guy's eyes are?"
"what?"
Having said that, Hubert stepped forward and took a closer look, his eyes widened, "The blue one? Isn't he the Dragon King?"
As if affirming his words, the little black dragon suddenly flicked his tail at the future demon king, and let out a low whimper from his throat. It didn't sound like the dragon king was extremely threatening, but instead had a little milky sound, only Makes people feel very cute.
"Then where did this guy come from?" His Highness the Holy Son took the little black dragon suspiciously, ignoring his threat to bite himself with a small nipple, and shook it strangely, "Dungeon When did another dragon appear?"
"It's quite cute." Seeing that the little black dragon had been asking for help, he looked at himself aggrievedly, and the future devil couldn't help grabbing the little guy from his hand, and stretched out his fingers to tease it with a smile, "If you like me so much, wait a minute. How about being my mount when you grow up?"
As if he understood what he said, the little black dragon suddenly twitched his tail at a high frequency, his big blue eyes were happily bent into a line, and he let out a high-pitched cry.
"This guy is obviously a dog, how can he look like a dragon!" He was still aggrieved and resisted in his own hands, and he was very happy when he was in the hands of Goliath. Hubert couldn't help but slandered jealously, "You But think about it, the Pope originally prepared a pet for you."
"Aren't all dragons like this?" The future demon king laughed lazily, "Xiao Hei does the same when he is happy, you just don't have the attitude when he is enthusiastic, right?"
"How could the Dragon King—"
Before His Highness the Holy Child could finish his rebuttal, I wondered if he heard the movement on their side, and suddenly a high-pitched dragon chant full of excitement was heard not far away, and then the ground began to shake inexplicably.
Then, I saw a small black dragon that was almost 90% similar to the little dragon in his hand, and suddenly appeared and rushed towards the future demon king excitedly.
As it fluttered its wings and seemed to be clumsy, it ran quickly, and the ground shook with its footsteps and was about to die.
"Stop for me, Xiao Hei, are you going to just demolish the dungeon directly?"
Jun Moyu's voice sank, looking down at it with indifferent and majestic eyes. Before Hubert, who was afraid of the Dragon King's anger, could stop him, the small Heilong stopped subconsciously, and hit a stone next to him because he almost couldn't stop the car.
I saw the black dragon squatting on the ground, the dragon's tail behind him swaying excitedly at a high frequency, and the black and purple vertical pupils stared at the future demon king without blinking, sparkling full of eagerness and longing.
His Highness the Holy Son of the Dark Temple who slapped his face in seconds: "..."
"What good things have you done, eh?" The future demon king deliberately took a step forward with a calm face, looking at the dark dragon king who almost stood up again and wanted to lick himself, "Sit down, don't move."
Heilong subconsciously sat back again and looked up at him with his purple eyes aggrieved. The boy raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and suddenly picked up his ears, "When I let you in before, I explained to you what, do you remember, eh?"
As the future Demon King continued to scold, the frequency of Heilong's tail flicking began to slow down without hesitation, and his ears drooped guiltily on his head, humming softly as if he was acting like a spoiled child, begging for forgiveness.
"... Next time, I'll let His Excellency the Pope throw you into the little black room for confinement. Shut up! Do you hear me?"
Seeing Heilong obediently rubbing against himself, a smile gradually appeared in the eyes of the future Demon King, and he couldn't help but stretched out his finger and flicked his head, pretending to be fierce.
Knowing that the boy had forgiven himself, the Dark Dragon King grinned excitedly, and stuck out his tongue to lick his face. Jun Moyu just wanted to stop it, but didn't want it to stop suddenly.
It seemed that he smelled other scents that did not belong to him from the future demon king, and the black dragon's purple eyes suddenly became fierce.
Sure enough, like a thunderbolt from the blue, the black dragon's head shook in a trance, and the whole dragon couldn't help but be stunned - he he he, he actually had another goblin? !
Isn't it enough to have yourself? !
The Dark Dragon King suddenly let out a threatening low-pitched whine from his throat, revealing sharp white and sharp fangs. Following the smell, he discovered the little dragon who had jumped on the shoulder of the young man because of the previous fright. His eyes suddenly turned into fighting cocks. Eye.
"Ow?" Who is this? How dare you become more petite and cute than yourself without pretending to be yourself? !
"What's it called, you scared your son."
Facing the unbelievable black dragon, the future demon king pushed away his big head in disgust and said ruthlessly with his arms folded.
The Dark Dragon King, who was happy to be a father, suddenly looked in a trance: "...???" I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!
"Wait, our Dragon King is not yet an adult! How could it be possible to have a son?!" His Highness the Holy Son, who was protecting the Pope's mount, retorted desperately, "It hasn't even had its estrus yet, Goliath. Don't talk nonsense!"
It is rare to see Saint Son pleasing to the eye, and the Dark Dragon King, who himself is still a minor milk dragon, nodded his head desperately with deep approval, and resolutely refused to recognize this fake relative who pretended to be himself and deliberately became petite and cute!
"Then where do you think this little guy came from? He jumped out of a stone?" The future devil raised his eyebrows and asked with a half-smile, "They all look similar to Xiao Hei, and it would be too self-deceiving to say that he is not the kind of Xiao Hei. Maybe the little guy is the romantic debt that Xiao Hei got from."
Having said that, His Highness the Holy Son couldn't help but feel a little shaken. He looked back and forth at the little dragon on the shoulders of the young man and the black dragon who was being hit hard. His hesitant expression gradually tended to agree.
The Dark Dragon King, who was directly stamped with the "Scum Dragon", was instantly furious. His purple-black vertical pupils were full of fierce light, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he stared at the little black dragon.
The little black dragon suddenly shrank his head as if frightened, then leaned close to the neck of the young porcelain white as jade, his little head rubbed coquettishly, and made a trembling, unprovoked little milk sound.
Sure enough, the future Demon King slapped the Dark Dragon King's head mercilessly again, "How fierce are you, if you didn't do something wrong to your mother, would he have appeared?"
Taking the blame for no reason can be said to be the dark dragon king who is extremely wronged: "..."
His Highness the Holy Son looked up at the black dragon who was looking up at the future Demon King with grievances and unwillingly stretched out his claws to pull his "son" down. He couldn't help but muttered to himself, "Dragon King... that's how it is. ?"
"Otherwise, what do you think? Why doesn't the Pope always let him out, of course, because it's too annoying." Jun Moyu said casually, and took the trouble to pat the black paw down again and again.
The little black dragon that was being guarded had little pink flowers all over his body, and he rubbed the boy's neck in delight, trying to raise his head to rub his face, and when he was happy, he couldn't help but stick out his little tongue to lick it.
Although his body froze subconsciously after licking it, he didn't seem to think that he would do this, and his face was stunned and unbelievable. It looked in a trance and doubted life above, and the Dark Dragon King was so angry that he wanted to eat dragons.
"Of course, because it is a demon king of chaos, he always likes to lose his temper and bully other monsters." His Highness the Holy Son replied, "You don't know how bad his temper was after you left, just like in the rebellious period, seeing Huahua It's as if he has provoked it, and it will be madly ravaged, not to mention the disaster-stricken clansmen. The Pope just couldn't stand the constant influx of complaints from the clansmen, and finally closed it up."
"Oh, that's Xiao Hei worrying about me." He replied with a smile, and the future demon king flicked Heilong's forehead as if warning, "Is what Hubert said true? No matter how skinny you are, I can I'll shut you down in the dark room again."
The Dark Dragon King was flicked on the forehead, but he didn't dare to say a word, his black and purple eyes stared at the little black dragon with a sense of crisis. It looks like a little coward who doesn't even dare to cover his forehead, making His Highness the Holy Son only feel that he is hallucinating.
The dark dragon he knew before must be a fake dragon king with an indifferent face.