Chapter 803: Some Things Are Beyond Your Control

Chapter 803 Some things are not up to you!

If Gordon alone challenges the Purple Poison Queen, there will be dangers. Whether he can escape safely depends on fate. The risk of teaming up with Hayata is also not small. He must consider retreating before the antidote pills are exhausted.

So

When Anhil and the others rushed over with an almost shameless attitude, carrying a speechless amount of Chinese medicine, and riding a dragon consciousness ship that could compete with ancient dragon species.

This bad-tempered wife could only helplessly usher in a tragic end.

When the moon was high in the sky, the Purple Poison Princess, whose tail, wings and back armor were broken, was captured with an anesthetic bullet and thrown into a trap amidst a burst of unwilling wailing.

Later, together with the Black Flame King, who had been unconscious for almost two days, it was tied to a stainless steel chain by the crew of the Longshi ship, and then lifted up to the large deck of the Longshi ship with a pulley crane.

From now on, there will no longer be the names "Black Flame King" and "Purple Poison Princess" in the world.

unless.

The scholars at Ryūliyuan lost their minds and turned around and released the notorious and terrifying couple back into the wild.

"You wouldn't do such a stupid thing, right?" Gordon asked, carrying the captain of the investigation team who was probably only a third of his weight.

He had heard complaints from other high-ranking hunters of the Ryūryū Academy that two dangerous individuals who had gone to great lengths to capture were unexpectedly bumped into each other again in the wild within two years after being handed over to the Ryūryū Academy.

The young dragon scholar who was a little younger than Feng Ying shook his head crazily.

He obviously knew what Gordon was referring to, and explained with a dry smile: "Ge, Mr. Gordon, the 'armor crack' is a special case. The crustacean has a limited range of activities, a low IQ, and no concept of holding grudges.

In addition, in order to study the real reason for the birth of this special individual, scholars..."

"What about 'Bao Tang'?" Ajia Xi, who was squinting his eyes, asked in a faint tone.

The captain of the investigation team was sweating profusely.

"Ke Baomao's situation is also quite special. A variety of rare alloys that cannot be smelted by human technology can be collected from it. That's why Longliyuan tried to raise it in captivity. Unfortunately, it underestimated its power and let it escape."

Gordon narrowed his eyes and looked at the anesthetized Black Flame King and Purple Poison Lady on the deck, wondering if he should chop off the heads of those two guys now.

Don't let them run away again under the mysterious manipulation of some scholars with bad ideas, turn into some "super special" existence, and come back to trouble you again.

The captain of the investigation team, who saw through his thoughts, waved his hands quickly, "No, no, no! Mr. Gordon! That will never happen. Please be calm. The research value of living bodies and corpses are completely different!

The Black Flame King and the Purple Poison Lady are flying dragons with high IQs. We also know that if they are allowed to escape, it will trigger a catastrophic attack.

Therefore, neither the guild nor Longliyuan will allow such an accident to happen! "

While the captain of the investigation team was giving the assurance with conclusive words, Isa, the dragon scholar next to him, lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

The reflection of the lenses made it difficult to see his expression clearly, "If the Black Flame King and the Purple Poison Lady mate in a natural environment, what kind of larvae will be produced? It's really curious..."

"."

The corner of Gordon's mouth twitched fiercely, and Hayata pulled out the Odachi.

On the deck, Mr. Isa, who had come to his senses, the captain of the investigation team, and the waitress accompanying the ship were dragging the hunters' arms. Ask them to calm down.

Beside the Dragon Sense Ship, Anhil was looking curiously at Chichika who was saying goodbye to Pork Chop.

"Don't tell me, they really look alike, huh?"

Chichika handed a crookedly written letter and a stone sculpture of a cat totem the size of an apple to Pig Chop, hoping that it would be delivered to the paws of his mother and sister Chichiya.

Pork Chop naturally agreed wholeheartedly, and promised that he would definitely come visit his uncle when he had the opportunity to come to the Ruins Plains.

Before saying goodbye, Chichika patted Pork Chop's shoulder heavily, "Pork Chop meow! You are already a mature man, meow!"

"Meow" was not used to being praised so straightforwardly, so Pork Chop seemed a little shy.

"Also, meow, boys should take the initiative to meow!"

Pig Chop didn't understand the meaning and shook his ears, "Meow?"

Chichika crossed her arms, "We mean Ms. Koran, nya."

On the side, Anhil, who was watching with great interest, couldn't help laughing.

After reacting, Zhupa's whole face wrinkled up, "No, meow! At least it can't be Xianglan meow!"

An Xil walked over with a smile and rubbed Pig Chop's head vigorously, "Pork Chop, sometimes, there are some things that are not up to you."

Tonight, in the secret realm of the ancient pagoda, there was not a single cloud in sight, and the sky was incredibly clear.

The waning moon hung far away on the top of the ancient tower. It was obviously still early for perfection, but it gave people a bright and dazzling feeling. The moonlight fell on the mist clinging to the ground, like frost and snow.

Xuanxu hugged her knees and squatted on a broken stone platform.

She has been squatting here for almost half a month.

"That's what snow is like," Feng Ying said. She stretched out her bloated fingers and poked at the mist reflecting the moonlight on the stone platform. It was so white that it looked like a real thing, but it couldn't be touched.

"Gululu"

There was another gurgling sound, but this time it didn't seem to be the bubbling sound that comes from talking in mucus, but it seemed to come from the belly.

"Jigu. I'm hungry after eating thunderworms."

The leather bag originally filled with food was empty yesterday, and she should have gone back to the forest to replenish it, but the moon was so bright and beautiful these two days, and she wanted to stay in the sun for a while longer.

The hatching of the parasite pupa has reached the final stage. I heard from teachers and predecessors that this is also the most critical stage.

You must "expose it more".

It doesn't matter whether it is exposed to the sun or the moonlight, but the effect is different.

If it is exposed to the sun more, the parasitic armor after hatching will be thick and hard, like a beetle. If it is exposed to the moonlight more often, the parasitic armor will be light and fluffy, like a butterfly.

Her name is Jiaojiao, not Jiajia, so she doesn't want to look like a beetle!

"Gurgle"

The stomach is growling again.

Bathed in the moonlight, Jiaojiao put the small package given to her by Anxier in her arms, hugged her knees, and stayed motionless like a real pupa, which saves energy.

The moonlight is cool, like spring water seeping into the pupa shell and body. Jiaojiao's eyelids are heavy and she is a little sleepy.

A figure jumped down beside her and slapped her on the back of her head, or rather, on the huge pupa shell.

Xixi woke up with a start, "Guji. Is it Qiancao?"

"Do you want to starve yourself to death? You can go outside, but you are in such a hurry in just a few days?" Qiancao scolded Xixi a few words in a bad mood, and then angrily stuffed a white and fat endurance thunderworm into Xixi's hand.

"Huhujigu, thank you Gululu~!" Xixi held the squirming fat worm, smiled foolishly twice and said thank you.

She didn't put the endurance thunderworm into her mouth, because she couldn't touch her mouth at all because she was wrapped in the pupa.

When a pupa person like her eats, she just pulls the crack on the top of her head a little, and then throws the food in.

The mucus soaking the body also acts as a digestive fluid, which will digest and dissolve the food into nutrients, providing nutrition for the host and the unformed parasitic armor.

Perhaps because she was extremely hungry, the force used by the worm on her head was slightly greater than usual.

"Crack--"

Amid a series of cracking sounds and the gurgling sound of mucus flowing, the huge pupa wrapped around her body split in the middle and split into two halves.

Both the worm and the madder were stunned.

After several seconds, the madder screamed, "You have completed your metamorphosis, the worm?!"

The worm with a fat worm on its head blinked, and then touched her fair and tender cheek, "Is it true?"

The butterfly wings, which were mainly black and white, slowly spread out, reflecting colorful glare under the moonlight.