Chapter 1839 – A Dragon That Can’t Dig a Hole is Not a Good Dragon (4)
The Dragon God could almost feel a certain great master’s sight sweeping over his neck. It seemed that he was thinking about whether it would be better to use his left or right hand to chop him to death.
“No! I don’t disagree! I’ll do it! I would love to! Isn’t it just digging a hole in the ground? That’s exactly my strength! Just wait, I can dig out a hole for you to get out in minutes! ” The Dragon God expressed his determination almost instantaneously!
Compared to being killed by someone here, digging a hole in the ground was child’s play!
The cold and murderous intent in the air immediately subsided.
The Dragon God burst into tears inside.
At least we’re both superior gods. How can you not have a little consideration for your colleague? I know you cherish this human girl, but you can’t spoil her to such an insane point ah!
I just hesitated a little and you already put on a murderous posture, do you really want me to die that badly!
From this moment on, the Dragon God clearly realized that no matter how outrageous the idea this human girl put forward, he must not hesitate to agree. Otherwise, what would be waiting for him was like howling wind and torrential rain!
His dragon life was simply hopeless!
The Dragon God’s mood fell to the bottom of the cliff. In the past, the only ones he feared were the Lord God and the War God. But now, there was another human name added to the list.
“Well, before we leave, can I pack up my things first?” The Dragon God knew that he had no room to struggle, so he might as well smash the cracked pot into pieces.
“Pack up?” Shen Yanxiao looked at the Dragon God with her head tilted.
“When you became a god, you didn’t bring your things with you?”
The Dragon God’s expression appeared a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and put his two thick palms together restlessly. He then whispered, “The Lord God did not let me bring anything to the god’s realm.”
“I see. All right, you go and tidy your things up.” Shen Yanxiao expressed understanding.
A group of souls in her heart lake left one after another and condensed a body outside. As soon as the Dragon God rushed out, he grasped every minute and every second to tidy up his property.
Shen Yanxiao looked in a daze at the golden dragon body of the Dragon God. She thought for a moment and then asked Xiu on the side, “Xiu, how can we carry this thing away?”
Without the body of the eight-winged golden dragon, the Dragon God could not be resurrected and Doudou’s blood could not be replaced.
“Put it in the storage ring.” Xiu lightly said.
“Storage ring?” Shen Yanxiao was slightly stupefied. Storage rings could not contain any living things. In the end, was this body counted as alive or dead?
“A body without a soul is just a vessel.” Xiu raised his hand and rubbed Shen Yanxiao’s small head.
Shen Yanxiao’s eyes suddenly overflowed with a sense of loss.
The Dragon God already had his body and could be resurrected any time; on the other hand, they still didn’t know the whereabouts of Xiu’s body. He must be very sad.
Xiu seemed to sense the change in Shen Yanxiao’s mood; his hands held Shen Yanxiao’s small face as he slightly bowed his head.
“I can wait.”
“I will definitely get your body back.” Shen Yanxiao looked at those seemingly cold golden eyes that were full of tenderness, with a serious commitment.
“All right.” With a whisper, Xiu bowed his head and kissed Shen Yanxiao’s rosy little mouth.
Taotie silently watched the two people who were immersed in their own world. He was very sensible and went to the corner, trying to find out what could be used as rations from this room which had been vacant for nearly ten thousand years.