Chapter 2454 Cold Secluded Grass in Hand

Xiaojiao was able to make Hanlong respect him so much, and the disciples of the gods and heavens felt that Xiaojiao was definitely not easy.

The dragon power on Xiaojiao's body is incomparably vast, it's not like an ordinary dragon can have enough.

What's more, Xiaojiao's dragon horn has only grown one-fifth, and Xiaojiao's cultivation has reached the peak of the Heavenly Emperor. How can this be an ordinary dragon.

Thinking like this, the eyes of those disciples from the gods and heavens all fell on Xiaojiao.

"All the disciples from the God and Heaven Realm are here, even if Han Long really knows the identity of Xiaojiao, he can't let these disciples from the God and Heaven Realm know!"

"The less people know about Xiaojiao's identity, the better!"

Hearing these discussions, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with complex glints.

Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to ask Han Long why he called Xiao Jiao the Dragon Emperor.

But at this moment, seeing that the disciples of the gods and heavens were so curious about Xiaojiao's identity, Mo Wentian stopped asking.

After all, the less people know about Xiaojiao's identity, the better.

"Boss, this Hanlong actually offered to surrender to me, this..."

But at this moment, Xiao Jiao's figure flashed, transformed into a little snake, and landed in front of Mo Wentian.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with complicated light, and said in a deep voice.

"Since this cold dragon wants to submit to you, you should subdue it first!"

"This cold dragon should have been in the Shentian Mountain Range for a long time, and subduing it may help us seize cultivation resources in the depths of the Shentian Mountain Range!"

Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

Since the cold dragon took the initiative to submit to the little jiao, the little jiao subdued the cold dragon.

Their purpose in the depths of the Shentian Mountain Range is to seize the cultivation resources, and more importantly, to seize the peerless cultivation resources.

Unable to explain why, Mo Wentian always feels that subduing this cold dragon will help them seize cultivation resources in the future.

"Boss, then I will subdue this cold dragon!"

"If we subdue this cold dragon, this cold grass will naturally be ours!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes lit up with a hint of enlightenment.

The next moment, thinking of Hanyoucao, Xiaojiao's face became even more joyful.

This cold dragon is a monster that guards the Hanyou grass, if the cold dragon is subdued, then the Hanyou grass is still his.

Thinking like this, an incomparably bright light rose in Xiaojiao's eyes.

"Um!"

"Little Jiao, subdue this cold dragon first, and don't ask why he calls you Dragon Emperor!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably complex light, and he said in a low voice.

"Boss, I subdued this cold dragon, why can't I ask this cold dragon about my identity!"

"I subdued him, he will answer truthfully, why can't I ask?"

Hearing this, a hint of doubt rose in Xiaojiao's heart, and he almost blurted out subconsciously.

"Xiao Jiao, I really want to know your identity!"

"But the disciples of the gods and heavens here are all here. Regarding your identity, since you have subdued this cold dragon, this cold dragon will also follow you!"

"Then you have plenty of time to ask. Don't be in a hurry. At this moment, it's better to know less about your identity!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

It's not that Mo Wentian doesn't trust the disciples of the gods and heavens, it's just Xiaojiao's identity, it's not a trivial matter, the less people know about it, the better.

"Boss, why can't my disciples know my identity!"

"They are all disciples of our gods and heavens, and they will not be against me!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes were full of doubts, and he said in a deep voice.

"Little Jiao, I won't allow any mistakes for your safety!"

"The fewer people know your identity, the safer it is for you!"

After pondering for a while, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao, a complex glint flashed in his eyes, and lowered his voice.

I can't tell why, even though Mo Wentian doesn't know the identity of Xiaojiao, but Mo Wentian has an intuition that the less people know about Xiaojiao's identity, the better.

"Boss..."

Hearing this, Xiaojiao still couldn't hide his puzzlement in his eyes.

Opening his mouth, Xiao Jiao wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Little Jiao, subdue this cold dragon first!"

The next moment, seeing that Xiaojiao was still in a daze and did not subdue the cold dragon, Mo Wentian said coldly.

"Okay, boss!"

Xiao Jiao looked at Mo Wentian and quickly agreed.

"My lord Dragon Emperor, this is the Hanyou grass, and this Hanyou grass is my loyalty to you, my lord Dragon Emperor!"

But at this moment, I saw that Hanlong came to Xiaojiao's side, holding the Hanyou grass in his claws.

On the cold grass, a chilly chill spread.

The azure blue scales on Hanlong's body were even more chilly.

It's just that Han Long looked at Xiao Jiao at this moment with an extremely respectful expression.

"Um!"

"Han Long, you are still good!"

"I will accept this cold grass!"

Xiaojiao looked at the Hanyou grass on the cold dragon's paw, was slightly taken aback, recovered, and said in a cold voice.

Immediately, Xiaojiao took the Hanyou grass even more.

Mo Wentian wanted to take this Hanyou Grass, since the Hanlong offered it up on his own initiative, he naturally wanted to accept it.

But in Xiaojiao's heart, when Hanlong presented the Hanyou grass, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Hanlong would be so quick and sincere in wanting to recognize him as the Dragon Emperor.

"Dragon Emperor's people, you have accepted my Hanyou Grass, the Emperor Grass I guard, and Hanlong will follow you from now on!"

"I also hope that Lord Dragon Emperor will be fulfilled!"

Watching Xiaojiao take down the Hanyou grass, Hanlong's face was filled with joy, and he said respectfully.

"Han Long, are you willing to submit to my lord!"

Suddenly, Xiaojiao thought of what Mo Wentian said to let him subdue the cold dragon, a gleam flashed in Xiaojiao's eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Surrender to Lord Dragon Emperor?"

"I am willing, of course I am willing to surrender to Lord Dragon Emperor!"

"I, Frost Dragon, have the honor to be by Lord Dragon Emperor's side. I am extremely grateful. How could I be unwilling to follow Lord Dragon Emperor!"

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, the cold dragon prostrated himself directly in front of Xiaojiao with a thud, with as much respect as he wanted.

"Boss, this Hanlong is really sincere!"

"You actually presented the Hanyoucao so proactively that you surrendered without even thinking about it!"

Seeing Hanlong's appearance, Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Surrender without even thinking about it?"

"This can only show that Xiaojiao's identity is really not simple!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, a faint light flashed.

"Boss, what is Xiaojiao's identity?"

"This cold dragon actually called him the Dragon Emperor?"

"Could it be that Xiaojiao is really the most powerful race among the Dragon Clan?"

Huantian looked at Xiaojiao, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"No matter what Xiaojiao's identity is!"

"Little Jiao is our relative!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

"Boss, that's natural!"

"Little Jiao is in my heart, and has always been a family member!"

"Although I have a little argument with him occasionally, it's just a small fight. In my heart, I have already regarded Xiaojiao as my relative like you!"

Huantian looked at Mo Wentian, his eyes were full of determination.

"Um!"

Seeing Huantian's determined face, Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.