Ao Bing's long dragon body trembled obviously, and he looked at Wang Yu in disbelief. His body that had been leaning forward just now shrank back.

However, this state did not last long, and it only took a few breaths for Ao Bing to come over again.

"Spare me. If you are hungry, remove the flames and I will treat you to food."

Ao Bing begged for mercy in a low voice, twisted his body, and wrapped Wang Yu in the center.

Wang Yu touched his nose and didn't explain that he really didn't want to eat him, but after thinking about it, it was really hard to say this.

Putting his hand on Ao Bing's dragon head, as soon as he thought about it, the golden flames all over his body disappeared.

As a result, Ao Bing wailed even more loudly.

Sometimes, when my body is on fire, I feel more panicked, and the feeling of pain is not that clear.

When the fire is out, the panic in your heart is gone, and you can immerse yourself in the pain wholeheartedly.

Wang Yu could understand the reasoning behind this, so he just sat there and watched Ao Bing rolling on the ground in pain.

The blue dragon body is sinuous and thick, full of strength.

It slapped on the ground, dust flew, gravel shot out, and the ground trembled.

Wang Yu was not in a hurry, but was very patient and waited. Finally, Ao Bing seemed to relax a little and stopped.

He lay completely on the ground, his body softened, his huge eyes looked at Wang Yu, and his tone was weak.

"Manya Jutsu? Are you a disciple of Jie Jiao?"

Wang Yu nodded, hearing a little bit of depression and aggrievedness in Ao Bing's words, and asked in confusion: "You seem to be... aggrieved?"

He searched deeply for Ao Bing's performance and found such a word. It didn't seem very touching, but it was also the most appropriate word he could think of now.

"If you had told me earlier that you were a disciple of Jiejiao, if you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have taken action!"

After receiving Wang Yu's affirmation, Ao Bing suddenly felt even more aggrieved. His eyes were blue, the water was rippling, and he shed big tears.

I don't know if it hurts or feels wronged.

"Ah? Is that okay?" Wang Yu was also very surprised and asked in confusion: "If I were a disciple of Jiejiao, wouldn't you yell at me to kill me?"

According to what Ao Bing said before, this place is not the private land of the Dragon Clan, it is like a treasure house.

It was also restricted by the elders of the Dragon Clan, and only the Dragon Clan could enter.

From what I heard, if an outsider comes and is not a dragon, they will be killed directly without any room for negotiation.

However, now just because I am a disciple of Jiejiao...it seems that I don’t need to be killed?

"Brother, don't you know your status as a teacher?" Hearing Wang Yu's words, Ao Bing almost cried. No, he really cried.

Tears fell down the dragon's face, which was like a horse's face. There were also marks of burning flames. When the tears passed by, there was a puff sound and bursts of white smoke were stirred up.

Ao Bing whimpered again in pain, and Wang Yu licked his lips and cast a doubtful look.

Is this guy really a dragon?

Is that what the dragon is called?

"..." Ao Bing suddenly shuddered and felt a strong malice inexplicably. He immediately did not dare to cry anymore, because the tears scratched the scar and hurt even more.

He looked at Wang Yu and silently curled his body into a ball. The dragon scales on his tail spread out, covering most of his body.

"Brother, are you really a disciple of Jie Jiao?" After doing all this, Ao Bing felt a little more at ease and asked his doubts.

"Ah?" Wang Yu was confused. How did he say this? Does it have anything to do with whether he is a disciple of Jie Jiao or not?

Ao Bing opened his eyes wide, stood up with his scarred body, and looked at Wang Yu for a long time. After making sure that he was not pretending to be stupid, he let out a long sigh.

"I really don't know how you became a disciple of Jie Jiao."

Wang Yu blinked: "Dare you ask for advice?"

"Jin Ao Jiejiao has unparalleled power and is known as the Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to the DPRK. It is the strongest force in the three realms."

"There are thousands of disciples in my sect, and tens of thousands of disciples who have become immortals. Their strength is so strong that it is difficult to describe."

"The most important thing is that the disciples of Jie Jiao are not only numerous and strong, but also united."

Wang Yu listened carefully, and for the first time, he learned about the prestige of Jie Jiao during this period from an outsider's mouth.

He stared at Ao Bing, as if he heard a hint of ridicule in Ao Bing's last sentence.

And the core of that sarcasm is clearly the word 'prestige'.

"Hit the younger one, come the older one, beat the older one, come the older one." Ao Bing didn't know whether it was envy, jealousy, or some other emotion. Anyway, it was very complicated. He said slowly: "Anyway,

As long as I provoke the people in your cult..."

"It's okay if you can't beat them. If you beat them, you'll have a lot of friends in a blink of an eye... You'll inevitably lose in the end."

As he said this, Ao Bing couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Wang Yu was suddenly enlightened. After thinking about his knowledge of Jie Jiao, he couldn't help but nodded.

Right.

If it hadn't been for this kind of unity, we wouldn't have been blamed by others when we were conferring gods.

"Hey, seriously, are you really a disciple of Jie Jiao?" Wang Yu felt someone nod his body, and turned around to see Ao Bing with a suspicious look on his face.

"If you hadn't used the Manja Technique, one of the nineteen iconic Luo magical powers of the Jie Jiao, I really couldn't believe that you were a disciple of the Jie Jiao."

"Hmm..." As he said that, Ao Bing suddenly remembered something and said slowly: "However, your Manja Technique seems to be different from the legendary one. Why is it golden?"

"It is said that the Jie Jiao Manado Technique has seven colors and seven crows, red, orange, blue, green, purple, black, white, but no gold?"

As he spoke, he looked puzzled, waiting for Wang Yu's answer.

Wang Yu did not answer, but asked him: "Why did I say I am not a disciple of Jie Jiao?"

"It's not like that," Ao Bing said.

"It doesn't look like it?" Wang Yu concentrated, lowered his head to look at himself, and then looked at Ao Bing: "How does it look different?"

There are so many disciples of Jiejiao, how can they have a unified appearance?

Moreover, it can be seen from Ao Bing's words that it seems that Jie Jiao's disciples have a trait that people can recognize at a glance...

But he didn't have it.

What is it?

"Rebellious and unscrupulous." Ao Bing answered his doubts directly, stared at him, and spoke decisively.

Wang Yu still didn't understand, so he just stared at Ao Bing, but Ao Bing didn't show any concern.

"If it were other Jiejiao disciples who broke into our Dragon Realm dimension, they wouldn't be as polite as you."

"Otherwise, you just take some and leave without saying hello to me."

"Otherwise, just occupy one side and get all the benefits you can before leaving."

"Or the third type is to come directly to my dragon world dimension and ask for good treasures."

Ao Bing said as if he was talking about everyday life, with a bit of helplessness and habit in his words. Wang Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a monkey and a sentence subconsciously appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!