Chapter 881 Dong Xiaoxiao's True Identity

Wen Zilong didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and he said brazenly:

"I agree with that."

Hearing Wen Zilong's words, the old man looked Wen Zilong up and down again, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, so arrogant. If a wild dragon who can write such an ancient style is not crazy, it really can't be justified." gone."

Wen Zilong nodded, and said, "Laughing up to the sky and going out, I'm from Penghao."

Hearing the words, the old man praised again: "Good sentence, good sentence! It's not easy to say it well."

Wen Zilong saw that the old guy was so interested in literature, and asked, "You like literature too?"

The old man looked at the distant horizon, as if he was recalling something:

"I think back then, I was also a literary youth."

"puff……"

Wen Zilong almost burst out laughing.

The old man continued: "I was twenty-two years old at the time, and I was so obsessed with literature. I didn't want to practice at all, I just wanted to engage in literature. As a result, my master made me give up my intention to engage in literature."

Wen Zilong asked, "What are you talking about?"

The old man said: "My master said, don't learn from other people's literature, or you may end up with literature."

"Uh..." Wen Zilong was puzzled, "Just because of such a simple sentence, did you give up?"

The old man looked in pain, shook his head and said:

"You don't know, literature is a famous ugly girl in our local area."

"Pfft... your master is considered talented."

This pair of master and apprentice can be regarded as a wonderful thing.

The old man continued: "Literature is a well-known ugly girl in our local area, but she is powerful. At the time when the wild dragons of her age were generally only at the second or third level, her strength had already reached the fifth level. She usually loves Catch those handsome literary youths to play. In order to avoid such a tragic result, I had no choice but to abandon martial arts and follow literature."

Wen Zilong nodded, expressing deep sympathy:

"Unexpectedly, you still have such a sad past."

The old man sighed, shook his head slightly, and said:

"Forget it, forget it, it's all in the past, so I won't mention it. Well, I've finished listening to the ancient prose, and I've finished remembering my youth. It's time to get down to business."

As he said that, the black space attribute energy in his hand had condensed.

"I'll go, brother, why are you doing this? We are both literary youths, born from the same roots, so why rush each other!"

The old man sighed helplessly and said:

"You can go there with peace of mind, reincarnated at the foot of Wukong Mountain, maybe we can still become masters and apprentices."

As he said that, the black energy in his right palm was about to blast towards Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong could feel that this black energy was extremely majestic.

In front of this black energy, he has no room to escape at all.

Damn, are you going to hang here today?

What about the protagonist's halo?

What if the protagonist is not dead?

At this moment, a howling sound suddenly came from not far away.

"Aw———"

The four-winged swallowing seal under Wen Zilong heard the howling sound, straightened its neck, opened its eyes round, and let out a sound: "Aw———"

"Aw———"

Respond over there again.

The four-winged swallowing seal under Wen Zilong heard the sound and responded again.

Soon, a figure over there quickly swam over.

It is a fierce beast that is almost exactly the same as the four-winged swallowing seal.

It's just that the body shape is slightly smaller than that of the four-winged swallowing seal.

Obviously, it's a cub.

On its back, rides a savage dragon.

The savage dragon kept saying:

"Hey, hey, hey, Xiaosi, why are you here? Are you still obedient?"

"I am also an eighth-order ultimate powerhouse anyway, can you respect me?"

"I'm going to cry if you don't listen. Can't I call you daddy? Dad stop, dad stop..."

"Hey, where are you going, Dad?"

There is no doubt that this savage dragon understands Xiaoxiao.

The four-winged swallowing seal cub finally stopped in front of its mother.

Mother and child, crossing their necks and singing.

When Dong Xiaoxiao saw Wen Zilong, he understood.

"No wonder this guy rushed over like he was in love. It turned out that you came."

Wen Zilong rolled his eyes: "What's your name? My taste is so strong?"

Dong Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "Then who knows, it might be heavier than I imagined."

While speaking, he looked at the ancestor of Buddhism who was suspended in a space without any sea water within a radius of five meters.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm sorry, the ancestor of Buddhism?!"

On his 50th birthday, his father held a grand birthday celebration for him.

At that time, the Patriarch of Kongmen also arrived.

The Buddhist Patriarch saw Dong Xiaoxiao and said, "Third Prince, do you still remember the old man?"

When Wen Zilong heard this, he looked at Dong Xiaoxiao with surprise in his eyes: "Prince? Are you kidding me? You can be a prince like a bird?"

If it is an ordinary savage dragon, it is good not to panic when it hears that the prince is in front of it.

As a result, Wen Zilong said directly, "You look like a bird", which is also a strange thing.

Dong Xiaoxiao glared at Wen Zilong as if: "Hey, hey, no matter what I say, I am the ultimate powerhouse of the eighth rank, please respect me."

"Ahem," Wen Zilong coughed twice, "Are you really a prince?"

Dong Xiaoxiao seemed a little impatient: "Don't mention any princes to me. The most annoying thing is that some wild dragons call me princes. You should call me Dong Xiaoxiao."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Okay, Dong Xiaoxiao, you came just in time. I'm about to die. You came to see me for the last time, right?"

"Ok?"

Dong Xiaoxiao was a little surprised: "You who give birth to dragons and tigers don't look like you are going to hang up."

Wen Zilong gave a wry smile, and gestured to the Buddhist patriarch with his eyes:

"He wants to kill me, can you see death without saving me?"

Dong Xiaoxiao looked at the ancestor of Buddhism: "Well, ancestor of Buddhism, do you really want to kill him?"

The Buddhist patriarch nodded: "Yeah."

Dong Xiaoxiao immediately walked five steps away from Wen Zilong, as if his tail had been stepped on: "Then I have to stay away, don't splash my blood."

"puff……"

Wen Zilong almost spit it out.

"Dong Xiaoxiao, you are still a savage dragon. Believe it or not, I let Xiao Si turn against you."

Dong Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "Just kidding, liven up the atmosphere, don't mind."

Then he said to the ancestor of Buddhism:

"Well, the ancestor of Buddhism, I don't know what kind of grievances you have with him, but at least don't kill him in front of me, okay?"

Contrary to Wen Zilong's expectation, the ancestor of Buddhism didn't hesitate at all:

"Since the third prince has spoken, I will naturally give the royal family this face. But, I only promise you, not to kill him in front of you."

After speaking, there was no more unnecessary words, and it disappeared in an instant.

The meaning of his last sentence is obvious: don't kill Wen Zilong in front of the third prince, but as long as the third prince is not with Wen Zilong, he can kill him at any time.

Wen Zilong couldn't stay in front of the third prince all his life.

Therefore, Wen Zilong is still mortal.