On the afternoon of the sixth day, Xiao Chen returned to Xiaoyao Valley.

Although a few days have passed, the blood in Xiaoyao Valley is still clearly visible.

The body was not left behind.

The dead were basically taken away.

As for the corpse of the strange beast... it was eaten by other strange beasts.

"When I go back, I'll stew the beasts and eat them... I don't know how they taste."

Xiao Chen murmured to himself that there were many dead beasts in his bone ring.

However, the ones he chose were all powerful strange beasts, at least with half a step of innate strength.

Only such strange beasts, muscles, bones, skin and flesh, can be called great nourishment.

Along the way, Xiao Chen did not hide his breath, and even deliberately broke out... The strange beast avoided it from a distance, which could save a lot of trouble.

Even the innate level of strange beasts did not appear again.

Obviously, they were impressed by Xiao Chen's breath and they didn't even have time to dodge, so how could they come up?

All strange beasts that can reach the innate level are basically very smart.

If it weren't for the last time that the sound of Luo Tian flute would have appeared.

Of course, there are also stupid ones, but they are extremely talented... He felt that this was the ugly monster in that extremely dangerous place.

There is no communication at all, there is no civilization at all, but the strength... is so fucking terrifying!

Thinking about it now, he was a little scared. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have to be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Not to mention that he was injured, he was in a state of peak condition and could not beat him.

"Should you like to ask."

Xiao Chen muttered and speeded up his pace.

When he turned a corner, he was moving quickly, and suddenly stopped.

His eyes fell on one place, and after hesitating for a moment, he walked over.

There is a mound of soil on the left front, and a circle of stones is built next to it.

On one of the big stones, a line of characters is engraved with seals - the tomb of the Tianjiao King Leng Zhi.

"It seems that they came again later."

Xiao Chen said to himself that they simply buried Wang Leng's head at the beginning, but now it has become a tomb.

"Wang Leng, I'll have a drink with you when I meet you."

Xiao Chen took out a bottle of wine from the bone ring and took a cup.

He poured a glass of wine, toasted him from afar, and raised his head to kill him.

"I'll do it first."

Xiao Chen said, pouring a bottle of wine in front of the tombstone.

Afterwards, he didn't stop too much and turned around and left.

After all, he was not familiar with Wang Leng. When he was alive, he said no more than ten words. Now that he is dead... he has nothing to say.

If you say too much, it will seem a bit hypocritical and pretentious.

A few minutes later, Xiao Chen came to the depths of Xiaoyao Valley, beside the pool.

"Senior Dragon?"

Xiao Chen looked around, approached the pool, and shouted.

“…”

There was no movement, and the pool was very calm, without any ripple.

"Dragon God?"

Xiao Chen shouted again.

“…”

Still no movement.

"No, right? I don't like this title either? Then... Brother Long?"

Xiao Chen muttered, Xuanyuan Dao was not there anyway, so let’s talk about it, this is not its exclusive title.

"Brother Long, are you here? If you don't come out, I'll go down to find you?"

Hurry!

As Xiao Chen finished speaking, the water in the pool suddenly boiled like a boil.

Immediately afterwards, a green shadow rushed out of the pool... Water splashed everywhere, and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen quickly retreated, but even so, he was splashed.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would definitely be a chicken.

"It seems that I like the name 'Brother Long' very much. Does this old dragon want to be a disciple of him?"

Xiao Chen wiped the water from his face, looked up at the huge green dragon in the air, muttering in his heart.

Qinglong looked down at Xiao Chen, and saw his face full of water, his mouth wide open, as if he was smiling.

"Haha, boy, most people don't have this treatment."

A thought rang out in Xiao Chen's mind.

"Then I thank you for looking down on me..."

Xiao Chen was a little speechless, but he still praised him.

As for old children, the older they are, the more they like to play.

The same goes for dragons.

"The boy has a future..."

In one sentence, Qinglong was very satisfied, and he opened his bloody mouth and smiled even stronger.

"Then what, Brother Long, can you get smaller? Or, come down and let's sit and chat?"

Xiao Chen said, sitting cross-legged on the big rock next to him.

"I can only lie down...I can't sit down."

When the Qinglong thought came, his huge body became smaller and fell on a big rock and lay down.

"Haha, you're happy, you can do whatever you want."

Xiao Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, imagining Qinglong sitting cross-legged in his mind, almost laughing out loud.

"You seem to want to laugh?"

Qinglong asked.

"Um?"

Xiao Chen was shocked. He thought his expression management was very good. How did this dragon tell that he wanted to laugh?

Can you read the mind?

Even if you can convey your thoughts, you won’t be so scary about reading your mind, right?

"If you haven't seen each other for a few days, you have become much stronger... To be precise, your soul has become stronger."

Qinglong looked at Xiao Chen and said slowly.

"Brother Long is amazing..."

Xiao Chen gave a thumbs up.

"Speaking of this, I have to thank Brother Long for the map that I can get the opportunity..."

"No need to thank me, that's just a deal."

Qinglong said this and gave a pause.

"Is someone killed?"

"Yeah, I've been killed."

Xiao Chen said, took out the flute and handed it over with both hands.

"This is that flute... do you know this flute?"

“Don’t know.”

Qinglong shook his head, raised his front paws, and grabbed it from afar.

Xiao Chen felt a force, and then the flute flew out of his hand and landed on the Qinglong's front paws.
To be continued...