I'm the Dragon Rolling Beast

As soon as Yan Chuan fell to the ground with Jian Fengming, the head of the silver dragon that was originally lying on the ground leaned up and met Yan Chuan's eyes from behind. There was pure curiosity and interest in the clear silver vertical pupils. The dragon's tail swayed slightly.

Yan Chuan: ...

Don't be too obvious about the silver dragon's eagerness to try.

Yan Gungun tightly grabbed the human's shoulders, and was very sure that he was going to use this human as a back when Yinlong decided to play the ball!Of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be the back. Didn't this human being easily avoid the black dragon king's dragon wagging its tail before?

But before that, Yan Chuan really didn't want to bear the strong pressure when the huge dragon eyes focused on him, so he closed his eyes cowardly.

Panda blinks for safety!

Thus, the big silver dragon disappeared.

Looking at the suddenly empty boundary, Yan Chuan felt an inexplicable sense of security.

He propped his chin up with his palm, his eyes widened even more, and he didn't want to close them any more.

At this time, Ji Dongcheng took a few steps forward and stood in front of Jian Fengming, looking at the round back of the black and white phantom beast lying on Jian Fengming's shoulders, he almost couldn't hold back his movements, and wanted to poke him. Bundle.

When his cub came out of the Dragon Clan's summoning place, it was once small enough to be held between his arms.

But that little boy lasted less than a day, and Si Zai had grown to the point where his arms couldn't be encircled.

Dragons and dragons may be so different.

If this is really a dragon...

Ji Dongcheng looked at this little phantom beast, and slightly moved the corner of his mouth that was gradually turning metal.

But there are some hidden worries in my heart.

Most of the people in the empire with the talent for mecha control will show their mental strength when they are around ten years old, and gradually grow with training.

But Jian Fengming is different from others. He has spiritual power since he was born, and he was forced to control the mecha very early. After he became an adult, his spiritual power showed exponential growth.

Although Ji Dongcheng has also begun to be fused with the mecha, the synergy between him and the mecha has just exceeded 90%.

In addition, there is a lot of silver dragon cubs devouring his spiritual power overflowing.

Therefore, the erosion process of his mecha is relatively slow.

Besides, now that he has lived in seclusion, there are not many opportunities to fully activate the mecha.

It's not a problem for him to live another five or sixty years.

Jian Fengming is different, he has already faced the critical point.

Even if you don't use the mecha, it will be gradually integrated by the mecha.

Once Jian Fengming fully activates the mech again, if the overflowing mental power cannot be swallowed by the phantom beast in time, it will directly form a synergy with the mech to achieve 100% synergy between man and machine.

Then Jian Fengming's consciousness will be completely swallowed by the mecha, and he will be permanently fused into the mecha.

Therefore, this phantom beast is very important to Jian Fengming at this time.

Ordinary Eudemons can of course alleviate the situation.

Because even if it only destroys 0.01% of the synergy, it will avoid the danger of fusion on the spot.

But the final result is bound to be a situation where ordinary Eudemons are blown up by mental power.

Therefore, only the strong physique and powerful spiritual power devouring ability of the Dragon Clan can guarantee each other's safety.

Ji Dongcheng absolutely does not hope that the phantom beast given to Jian Fengming by the Black Dragon King is a fake dragon.

Who could bear such a soft and cute little phantom beast to end up like that?

This had better not be a joke of the Dragon King.

Ji Dongcheng looked at the little phantom beast holding Jian Fengming's arm, slightly cleared his throat that was gradually being corroded by metal, and asked.

"Feng Ming, has your overflowing spiritual power been eaten up by the phantom beast?"

This question is crucial.

Phantom beasts are not meant to be pets after all, they are fundamentally strong enough and eat enough.

Jian Fengming supported the little beast's back with one hand, and responded very positively.

"Qi Zai is very edible."

Yan Chuan, who leaned on Jian Fengming's shoulder and propped his chin: ...

Despite the fact that this human said, the appetite of every national treasure dumpling is not small.

Some forty or fifty catties of bamboo a day are not enough to eat.

But how does it sound weird?

Yan Chuan turned around, raised his hand, opened his mouth and let out a dissatisfied voice, "En!"

Human beings, speak well.

You can say that Gun Gun has a good appetite, or you can say that Gun Gun eats a lot.

It's very edible, but this kind of words is a bit unsatisfactory, I don't like it very much!

Jian Fengming consciously stretched out his hand to hold the thick little palm that the little phantom beast extended to ask for help, and helped the little beast's round figure turn around in his arms, and changed his arms into a more secure movement to hug the little beast.

Yan Gungun lowered his head to look at his firmly grasped palm: ...

Strange human being, who wants to hold hands with you? !

Ji Dongcheng nodded, "That's good."

Jian Fengming embraced the little beast, and looked at the huge silver dragon beside him.

"If you have any other requirements, just mention them, this planet is quite rich in resources."

Ji Dongcheng scratched Ao Si's chin.

"Don't worry, Sizai's appetite is small. A few shrimps and a few dried fruits are enough. Before the starship arrives in the Obsidian Starfield, we will leave. Don't expose the news of my appearance."

Yan Gungun, who was pulling his slap back, heard the first half of the sentence, blinked inadvertently, and met Yinlong's huge dragon claw.

Yan Gungun: ...

This silvery dragon claw.

It was a circle bigger than the claws of the Black Dragon King who had plated him in the dragon's lair back then!

Yan Chuan silently turned his head and stared at Jian Fengming, and by the way, used the slap he just drew to pluck Jian Fengming's clothes twice.

Did you hear me, humans!This is the art of speaking!

With such a big dragon claw, and such a big silver dragon, you don't need to think about it, the food intake is destined to go to the sea.

But listen, what did the humans of the Long family say?

Jian Fengming: ...

It is true that the dragon clan cannot judge the food intake according to the shape.

Whether it is the food intake in terms of mental power or the food intake in physical existence.

After bidding farewell to Ji Dongcheng, Jian Fengming returned to the cabin at a constant speed.

During the journey, Jian Fengming's palm gently patted the little beast's round back rhythmically.

Yan Chuan originally wanted to raise his claws to protest.

But he really didn't expect Paijue's behavior to confuse Xiong Xin so much.

The beats at a constant speed synchronized with his heartbeat, and the person walking up and down, swaying at a constant speed, gradually confused his consciousness.

Yan Gungun opened his mouth and yawned, retracted his back slap that was hanging down, found a place to step on it, and closed his eyes that had been held open by him for a long time.

Halfway through the journey, Yan Gungun's back slap lost all strength, slipped from Jian Fengming's waist, and stuck out.

Jian Fengming stretched out his hand to slap the little beast's dangling back, and then changed to a slower walking rhythm, dawdling in the corridor at a constant speed.

All the guards and soldiers traveling with the officer:  ………

Sir, if you go on like this, you may not have to sleep tonight.

Then, the majestic Major General Jian of the Obsidian Star Region of the Empire, the well-known King Jian Yan, walked a passage that was originally only 2 minutes away, and walked for nearly half an hour!

The guards and soldiers finally let out a slight breath after watching their chief enter the cabin.

It feels like the ground is almost being rubbed bald by them.

After Jian Fengming entered the cabin, he looked around and saw the finely woven hemispherical flat-bottomed bamboo basket with ears that he asked the security officer to send over from the cabinet.

This is the garden shop that provides cold arrow bamboo shoots. Seeing that there is no need to give a full set of cultivation nutrient solution here, I will give it separately after asking.

Jian Fengming pulled the thin blanket and stuffed it in, tidied it up a bit, and put the little beast in his arms inside.

Yan Chuan smelled the familiar smell of bamboo, moved a few times in the basket, his body was lumped together, and he fell into a deeper sleep.

Jian Fengming looked down at the soft-fur phantom beast that automatically hugged his back jio in the bamboo basket, stretched out his hand and rubbed it, then turned around and left at a uniform speed.

After just a few steps, I feel that what I just touched seems a bit insufficient.

So Standard turned around on the spot, returned at a constant speed, and rubbed again.

The ghost dragons Ao Yi and Ao Er, who couldn't bear it anymore, came out to wander around in the observation room, and watched the bewildering behavior of human beings from head to head.

What the human beings stroked several times was the fluffy balls protruding from the entrance of the bamboo basket.

What was exposed happened to be the back, which was almost all white, very fluffy, and looked soft and round.

Ao Yi & Ao Er: ………

Such a round and fluffy sphere looks really easy to touch, a bit like a dragon's claw.

After a few minutes.

Jian Fengming resolutely moved the animal to the bedroom together with the basket.

To be on the safe side, Eudemons should stay with his contracted humans.