Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

With a tense expression, Qian Qing grabbed the bird's neck with all her strength, and suddenly raised her hand and threw it at the huge mountain-like Fulong in front of her.

"Gah!"

The poor young emu golden bellfish just got free, before it had time to flap its wings, or even fell down much, it was caught by Fulong swimming over like thunder.

There was a crackling sound, Fulong clenched his teeth, and quickly swallowed up the baby emu golden bell fish in his mouth.

A trace of blood fell down Fulong's jaw, and the air was filled with the unique sea smell of divine beasts.

Fulong swims like a snake in the air, and thousands of scales shine brightly under the sunlight.

The divine beast Fulong would not show such an expression because of his greed for appetite.But the young emu golden bell fish is different to Fulong, just as the invisible beast loves jade, but Yan Erhe loves drunken fruit.Regardless of whether Fulong needs to eat or not, this innate love for the young emu golden bellfish is making the beast in front of him ready to move.

A pair of dragon eyes the size of a giant vat looked at Qian Qing greedily, even rather viciously.

It could smell that there were many things it wanted to eat in Qianqing's pocket.

Under the strong impulse, Fulong's slippery body moved around, looked at Qianqing coldly, and moved closer.

Chiharu's throat made a swallowing motion.

"...Do you want to eat?"

Qianqing tentatively raised her hand, and took out another golden bell fish from her pocket, without hesitation, she threw it directly to Fulong.

Because he intentionally didn't use too much strength, Fu Long had to swim a step forward, grab the golden bell fish and swallow it.

The rapid sound of bone crumbling and flesh cracking has not stopped, and before Fulong can react, Qianqing throws another one, and soon, another one!

A large number of golden bell fish were thrown out by Qianqing and fed to Fulong's mouth.

Fu Long swallowed again and again, until the golden bell fish was stuffed in his throat.This kind of fish with feathers was not smooth to swallow, it was very dry, and Fulong stretched his neck, tears came out.

The distance between Qianqing and Fulong is also getting closer.

"it is good……"

Qian Qing seemed to be worried about scaring Fu Long, so she lowered her voice extremely low. He arched his body, pinched the golden bell fish's slender neck with his right hand, and said weakly: "Good boy..."

This time, instead of throwing the golden bell fish out, he stretched his hand forward and approached Fulong's sharp teeth.

If Fulong had any evil intentions, he only needed to open his mouth and bite lightly, and Qianqing's arm would be broken into several pieces in a short time.

Fortunately, Fulong seemed to be completely attracted by the alluring smell of the golden bell fish. It paused, and then swam forward, with a pair of cold and greedy eyes, fixedly staring at the thing in Qianqing's hand. A threatening growl came out of his throat, and then he grabbed the golden bell fish from Qianqing's hand with lightning speed.

The moment Fulong approached, there was a strong wind blowing towards his face.Qianqing was visibly shaken, he resisted not to withdraw his hand, his arm was tense, as stiff as steel.

It wasn't until Fulong swallowed the golden bell fish into his belly that he didn't attack, but continued to stare at Qianqing's pocket with greedy eyes, signaling him to continue, he was relieved and relaxed.

Qianqing fed the dragon with her hands, and took out all the golden bell fish in her pocket.

When he fed the last golden bell fish to Fulong, there was only half an arm or even less distance between one person and one dragon.

Fulong wriggled, staring at Qianqing's pocket, saliva dripping, flowing to the ground like a stream.

Even though Qianqing had already fed a lot of golden bell fish to Fulong, it was still not satisfied, its appetite was surprisingly good.

Qian Qing's hand slowly reached into the bag again, with elegant movements.Fu Long moved his head impatiently.

This time, Qianqing clenched her right hand tightly and stretched out.

But Fulong didn't know it, it even closed its eyes and opened its mouth towards Qianqing, with a urging howl deep in its throat.

At this moment, Qianqing suddenly spread her palm, wanting to stroke Fulong's forehead.

As if aware of something strange, Fulong reacted like lightning. The moment Chenghuang eyes opened, it raised its head slightly, backed away a little to avoid Qianqing's palm, and made an attacking motion.

"Roar!"

An extremely angry roar aimed at Qianqing's head.

Qianqing was provoked by the sound and retreated again and again, retracting her right hand.

At that moment, Fulong obviously made an attacking posture, and the scales on his throat trembled.

The powerful aura almost formed a substance, sweeping in all directions.

... Fulong breathes out!

The sky-shattering dragon's roar shocked Qian Qing to close her eyes tightly.At the same time, a large amount of moisture from Fulong's mouth made him drenched.

Fat Jiu felt the terrifying power of Fulong, shivering shivering in Qianqing's left arm.

Amao, who was squatting on Qianqing's head, was eager to protect the master, and spun out spider webs to block Qianqing's forehead.

Lin Zichu blurted out:

"Ah Qing, be careful!"

Anxious, he raised his sword and was about to step forward.

"No!" Qianqing waved her hands and shouted, "Brother, don't come here."

Lin Zichu was stunned.

Only then did he discover that although Fulong made an attacking gesture, he didn't actually use his spiritual power.

Qianqing looked embarrassed, but she was not injured.

Qian Qing who also noticed this was ecstatic in her heart.

Not only was he not scared away, but he took a step forward, clenched his right hand in the shape of a fist, and wanted to get close to Fulong again.

Fulong roared furiously, staring at Qianqing vigilantly, his nimble eyes looked up and down at Qianqing and Ah Mao, who was crouching on his head, baring his teeth and claws.

Qianqing grabbed Amao with one hand and stuffed it into her cuff.

"...Be good, be good."

Qianqing's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Lin Zichu on the side showed a look of astonishment and worry.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. From Lin Zichu's point of view, he could only see that Qianqing was trying to force Fulong to bow his head by raising his fist when he failed to touch Fulong for the first time.

However, Fulong is arrogant by nature, advocating freedom, and never walks on the ground.

Just like the veins between Qianqing's forehead cannot be touched, Lin Zichu has never heard of someone who can touch Fulong's head with his hands.

It was Qianqing's luck that she was not attacked by Fulong the first time.But if he insists on using force, Fu Long will definitely not give in again.

After all, Fulong is not a docile rhinoceros like Fat Nine, it is a frightening legendary beast, a cold-blooded and ruthless dagger.

Lin Zichu couldn't help taking a step forward, nervous and trembling all over, fearing that Fulong would hurt Qianqing.

As soon as he lifted his right foot, Lin Zichu stopped suddenly.

It's all because he saw that after Qianqing received Amao in the Qiankun sleeve, Fulong, who was frantically flicking his tail, bloodshot eyes, restless, stopped hesitantly, and slowly closed his mouth.

Extremely fine, as if you can hear the sound of wind blowing and falling leaves.

Time and space seem to be frozen at this moment.

One person and one dragon confront each other silently and nervously.

"……obedient."

Qianqing plucked up her courage, and pushed forward with her right hand, trying to touch the tip of Fulong's nose.

Fu Long looked at the tip of his nose with his eyes, and wrinkled his eyebrows spiritually, looking very impatient.

It swung its tail wildly, and its scales stood up.

Seeing that Qianqing's fist was getting closer and closer to the tip of his nose, Fulong's beard was all set back, his cheeks were raised, revealing red gums and sharp teeth.

Its whole body was tense, and there was a threatening sound from its throat, as if Qianqing would move a little closer, and it would launch a thunderous attack!

In this situation, Qianqing's forward hand also paused slightly.

A heart was beating wildly, as if it had jumped into the throat.

He swallowed dryly, and slowly pushed his palm towards Fulong.

"Roar!……"

Fu Long frowned and stepped back, facing Qian Qing's head, howled again.

It's just that the sound is strong on the outside and hard on the inside.

"Good boy." Qianqing lowered her voice, tried her best to comfort her, and praised:

"...you have a beautiful beard."

Fu Long's eyes obviously froze, and the whole dragon froze in place.

According to the legend, Wang my people have the ability to communicate with spirit beasts.

Qianqing has already noticed since she was a child that a spiritual beast can understand its own words.

And the divine beast Fulong is the king of all beasts, and no one can match his agility.

When Qianqing comforted him in a low voice, Fulong's expression was still terrified, and his hesitant emotion spread like a spider's web.

"obedient……"

Qianqing stepped forward with her left foot, approached Fulong, and said softly, "Don't move."

Fulong's huge pupils stood up like needles, his cheeks trembled, he didn't know if he was going to get angry or howl.

Seeing that Qianqing was getting closer to Fulong, Lin Zichu's heart was also suspended.

In his eyes, Qianqing at this moment seems to be stepping on thin ice, and if she is not careful, she will be smashed to pieces.

Under the tension that was so tense that it was about to shatter, Qianqing seemed not aware of it, and there was no trace of cowardice and hesitation in her firm eyes.

"Snapped."

There was a soft muffled sound.

Qianqing spread her hands, her palms firmly pressed against Fulong's cheeks.

Under the cheeks are sharp dragon teeth, enough to crush the hardest steel in the world.

Qianqing was nervous, and she did not forget to praise: "What a strong bone, what beautiful fangs!"

Moving upwards, it touched Fulong's silver-white nose.

"Humph!"

Fulong puffed heavily, trying to drive Qianqing away.

Unexpectedly, Qianqing was very thick-skinned, not only did not let go, but also rubbed her hands up and down to make sure of the feeling.

Fulong's eyes were ferocious, staring at Qianqing's hateful hand on the tip of his nose, which was still wet with snot.

But did not resort to other powerful ultimate move.

Lin Zichu, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.

When dealing with Qian Qing, the mythical dragon, which is said to be cold-blooded and ruthless, and which no one can tame, seems to always be lenient and tolerant.

"now it's right!"

Overjoyed, Qianqing hugged Fulong violently.

Fulong was so huge that Qianqing could only wrap her arms around its nose.Fulong didn't know what to do with this movement, it roared and twisted and struggled.

Qian Qing quickly let go, jumped up suddenly, and wanted to jump onto Fulong's back.

At the same time, Qian Qing waved back to Lin Zichu:

"Brother! Great, this time, you and I can ride Fulong down the mountain. But we need to wear human skin masks to avoid unnecessary trouble..."

When Lin Zichu heard Qian Qing's call, he responded, jumped up from the mountain, descended quickly, and approached Fulong.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the howling wind in his ears, Fulong's eyes were sharp, he flicked his tail suddenly, and fanned Qianqing and Lin Zichu to the side of the mountain wall.

The two people in the air were unsuspecting, and they were slapped firmly, with such force that the mountain body they hit was dented with two human silhouettes.

Qian Qing let out a muffled snort, dizzy, squinting at the unrepentant, even a little proud Fu Long, and burst out an angry reprimand.

"...You cheap dragon!!"

The author has something to say: Most of the inspiration for Fulong comes from "How to Train Your Dragon", a very good movie^^