ebookland Chapter 121: Deterioration
Chapter 121: Deterioration
Zhan'e shouted somewhat unwillingly and transformed into a human form.
The monster that had just transformed had no clothes on its body. When Changkong Hao saw the black dragon turned into a lying woman, his eyes immediately became much deeper.
Because of the injury, Zhan'e had two wounds on his back, which added a sense of contrast against his snow-white skin.
Changkong Hao originally felt that he was wronged by doing that kind of thing with the monster, but now, when he saw Zhan'e's charming yet cold face and his flawless and curvaceous figure, he no longer felt wronged.
Wan Qing in the ring space wanted to persuade him again, but saw that Changkong Hao had already taken off his clothes in a hurry.
Wan Qing could only sigh, thinking of taking things one step at a time. At the moment, it was indeed more important to let Changkong Hao recover his strength.
A hybrid dragon, if it can’t be promoted, then it can’t be promoted. There will always be a better one to replace Changkong Hao.
A companion beast shouldn't have much of an impact. Isn't there a demon princess behind him to protect Changkong Hao?
Wan Qing felt much more comfortable thinking about this. He isolated the ring space from the outside world and let Changkong Hao do whatever he wanted.
Changkong Hao didn't hear Wan Qing trying to stop him, and he covered himself with joy on his face.
When the passion reached its peak, she even shouted, "Zhan'e, I really didn't expect you to be so beautiful. Thinking this way, you are much better than Jiang Baimo's ugly one.
I am lucky to have a beauty like you. Jiang Baimo can only hold on to his ugly monster.
Tsk, Zhan'e, you are truly the master's little darling..."
Changkong Hao kept saying all kinds of greasy words, and Zhan'e, who had been completely possessed by Changkong Hao, was a little confused at this time.
Even with a red face, Changkong Hao didn't feel greasy. Instead, a strange feeling emerged in his heart.
Her feelings towards Changkong Hao also quietly changed.
The wound on his back kept rubbing against the ground. Although Changkong Hao was saying sweet words, he was also practicing the Wuji Creation Mutual Generation Technique. His movements were not gentle at all. Zhan'e did not feel comfortable and even felt uncomfortable and wanted to retreat.
After one bout of sweat after another, Changkong Hao's cultivation finally recovered a little.
Changkong Hao sighed comfortably and stopped the operation of the Wuji Creation Mutual Generation Power.
Zhan'e's two pairs of red eyes became even more blood red due to the torture. The one-hour transformation time was just up, and she turned into a black dragon again.
Changkong Hao felt that the ground beneath him had turned into dragon scales. As his affection faded, he suddenly felt a little nauseous. He suddenly stood up and sat opposite Zhan'e without putting on any clothes, walking his bird.
Thinking that he would need Zhan'e to help him practice the Wuji Creation and Mutual Generation Technique later, he still gave Zhan'e a hypocritical smile: "Zhan'e, you should have a good rest. I also need to meditate and heal my injuries."
Zhan'e, who had been weakened by the Wuji Creation Mutual Power, no longer had the strength to respond to him. The wound on Jiao's body was also aggravated by the friction on the gravel on the ground of the cave, but the pain became less intense.
She blinked her eyes as a response to Changkong Hao, and then she stretched out like a long snake and fell into a deep sleep.
His realm also dropped a little bit, falling to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
At this time, Changkong Hao was immersed in the surprise of his recovery to the Jindan stage, and had not yet noticed that Zhan'e's realm had declined.
He just said to Wan Qing with a face full of joy: "Master, I have recovered to the Golden Core Stage!"
"It's good that you've recovered. Once you recover a little more, you can leave the Xuanling Forest."
Wan Qing opened his eyes in the ring space, nodded with satisfaction, opened the barrier between the ring space and the outside world, and looked in the direction of Zhan E.
He looked at Zhan'e's falling realm in shock and said in disbelief, "Why has its cultivation level regressed?!"
This sound pulled Changkong Hao out of his joy. Changkong Hao looked up in panic, only to see Zhan'e lying on the ground without a sound, as if he were dead.
He was extremely afraid, fearing that he would lose the help to slay the evil.
He ran to Zhan'e tremblingly, and found that his realm had indeed dropped and he had suffered internal injuries.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't let the Evil Slayer's cultivation level regress?!"
Changkong Hao questioned angrily, his tone lacking the respect he had for Wan Qing before.