Chapter 262 Fate and Countless Coincidences, Can I Have a Bite?

Crunch.

The wriggling flesh wrapped around the black dragon's body, nibbling and sucking greedily.

"Who... are you... anyway..."

Half of the black dragon's face was exposed, and the other half had been gnawed away. Fear and despair filled its eyes, and it no longer had the initial arrogant attitude.

No answer.

Yang Feng just looked at him indifferently.

Disdain.

Contempt.

Yang Feng's eyes didn't look like he was looking at a person, but just staring at a slightly larger ant...

This look!!

The black dragon was very familiar with this look, and would also show a similar look when facing the weak people who were slaughtered by him at will.

Dead people, no need to explain.

"Red Dragon."

"I won't... spare you..."

The black dragon made a trembling sound in his throat, and roared heartbreakingly with the last bit of his life.

Red Dragon?

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth rose slightly, and the disdain and mockery in his eyes deepened.

If the so-called Red Dragon Organization really dares to come and cause trouble, it will be a true act of seeking death.

"Lord, I'm starting!"

After asking politely, faces full of expectation appeared on the flesh and blood of the black dragon.

Yang Feng nodded slightly, and the face covering the black dragon became more excited, squirming madly to completely wrap it, and then there was a more terrifying chewing sound.

It's over.

The little episode and farce ended in such a simple way.

Life is so fragile...

The fertile farm that was cultivated with great effort was engulfed by the fire.

The twin brothers and sisters who were just chatting and laughing, along with a large number of farmers who came to seek refuge, were also wiped out together.

Finally.

Only a weak little girl was left.

Long Xiaoyu.

She is also called the "Dragon Girl".

Long Xiaoyu bit her lip, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, she turned her head to look in the direction of the farm, and the tears in her eyes fell.

Suddenly.

Long Xiaoyu turned her head and ran towards Yang Feng.

Ordinary.

Long Xiaoyu knelt down on the ground and begged in a low voice: "Brother Yang Feng, I know you are very powerful, please take me with you."

Trouble.

Yang Feng frowned.

Long Xiaoyu is definitely a trouble. If she is brought around, more problems will follow.

"I am useful!!"

"I am useful to you."

"My flesh can enhance strength, my blood can enhance superpowers... My tears can also heal wounds."

Seeing that the other party refused to accept her, Long Xiaoyu bit her lip and said her role, her eyes full of pain.

These abilities are very special.

Enhance strength! !

Heal wounds! !

Long Xiaoyu is simply a treasure.

"Do you want me to eat your flesh, drink your blood, and then enhance my own strength?"

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows. Liuyan felt the pain emanating from Long Xiaoyu. A very special ability also requires a painful price.

Cutting flesh.

Bleeding.

Long Xiaoyu was once like a beast, locked in a cage, and had to be cut and bled every day.

In order to collect her tears, Long Xiaoyu had to suffer and torture her in various ways to make her cry and shed tears.

"If you need it."

"I am willing to give you my flesh..."

Long Xiaoyu knelt on the ground, her clenched fist almost pierced through her palm, which was enough to show her determination.

"I don't need it."

Yang Feng refused coldly.

Long Xiaoyu's ability is indeed very powerful and weird, but the price paid for the negative effects is also strong.

Look at the black dragon.

Look at those people who gnaw on Long Xiaoyu's flesh and blood.

Their bodies have all undergone extremely serious deformations, and are developing in the direction of "half-dragon man".

Moreover...

Yang Feng has paved his own way, and the path of the king does not need these unorthodox amplifications.

"Let's go."

Yang Feng turned around and prepared to leave, ignoring Long Xiaoyu kneeling on the ground, and turned around to leave.

At this time.

Ling walked behind Yang Feng, carefully pulled the corner of his clothes, and showed a pitiful expression.

"Monarch Dad."

"She is so pitiful, let's take her in..."

Zero's eyes flashed with expectation, but he knew that he had overstepped his authority, lowered his head and dared not look at Yang Feng.

Hmm?

This is the first time that Ling has taken the initiative to plead for someone else.

Is this a strong empathy ability, or is Long Xiaoyu's attraction to Ling particularly strong? ?

Foodie.

Zero is a natural foodie who only knows how to reproduce and proliferate infinitely and devour more flesh and blood.

Long Xiaoyu's blood and flesh are completely different from other species, and the fragrance it exudes is also completely different from that of ordinary people, and he can't help but have strange emotions.

"Jiang Lin."

"What do you think?"

Yang Feng looked at Jiang Lin on the other side.

The young Jiang Lin was reborn, his soul was mutated, and the distorted memes were more serious. Under his dull expression, he hid extremely complex emotions.

"I don't know."

Jiang Lin shook his head, then recalled certain scenes and thought of a wise woman.

"If it was Dr. Ying Shuang."

"She would definitely say that our fates are entangled together."

Jiang Lin reluctantly imitated Dr. Ying Shuang's tone and said that fate was like a big net woven by countless causal lines.

The fate of countless people was entangled.

And at the moment when Yang Feng and his group stepped into the farm's long house, they had already become entangled with Long Xiaoyu's fate, like a spider thread that could not be shaken off.

The more they struggled, the tighter they were entangled.

"Fate?"

"Mysterious things."

Yang Feng muttered some words like "fate" and "cause and effect", and seemed to feel something.

It was a coincidence.

It was countless coincidences that came together to form the current situation. Since the cause and effect have already occurred, it would be safest to keep it with you.

"Long Xiaoyu."

"You can stay with me."

"But you must remember one thing, everything must be done according to my orders, even if I ask you to die, no hesitation is allowed."

Yang Feng's eyes were on Long Xiaoyu again, and there was no room for any doubt in his tone.

Long Xiaoyu immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, wiped the tears from his eyes, and finally smiled.

"Long live!"

"Thank you, monarch father!"

Ling jumped up happily, like a child who got his favorite toy, running around with his hands and feet dancing, and then ran to Long Xiaoyu and hugged her tight, round, white thighs.

"Sister Long."

"You smell so good... Can I take a bite of you?"

Ling sniffed at Long Xiaoyu, and a special smell made him unable to stop.

Long Xiaoyu was stunned.

Just now, he saw Ling's battle, and even the black dragon was killed by Ling. Naturally, Long Xiaoyu would not underestimate the child in front of him.

"Okay."

"You can only take a small bite."

Long Xiaoyu looked at Ling and felt a special feeling in his heart.

Puff.

Two sharp and narrow mouthparts emerged from Ling's palm, carrying a touch of nerve-numbing toxins, and pierced into Long Xiaoyu's thighs.

This toxin gave Long Xiaoyu an anesthetic effect, and not only did he not feel pain, but it stimulated the nerves and felt a burst of pleasure.

The mouthparts sucked.

Some blood and flesh were sucked and swallowed by Zero.