Chapter 557 On Taotie’s Self-cultivation (39)
As soon as he finished speaking, the petite girl in front of him quickly transformed, with the head of a deer and the body of a dragon. The huge and fierce body made Song Chaoye in front of him look extremely small.
"It's settled, I'll give you the dragon head and mine."
The Taotie spoke human words, looking down at everything, and then her belly rolled. The next second, she opened her mouth, revealing a set of jagged fangs glowing with cold light.
"Ugh——"
A huge faucet, stained with unknown mucus, hit the floor with a bang, rolled twice, and the ground trembled, and finally leaned quietly against the wall, making people unable to take their eyes away.
This dragon's head is only slightly smaller than Jiang Tang's current size. How did Jiang Tang swallow the entire dragon in his stomach?
Song Chaoye considered himself to be the proud son of heaven. He had seen all kinds of scenes since he was a child, and he did not change his expression when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. However, after meeting Jiang Tang, Song Chaoye felt that he was still too young, and he was just a country bumpkin who came to the city.
Eating dragon beds and eating bombs, he thought these were the limits.
Now such a huge dragon head was placed in front of him alive, holding his neck to remind him: Your concubine is not a human being.
The emperor slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Tang's prototype.
It was much bigger than he imagined.
And obviously, this is not her truest appearance.
Even though the glutton in front of him was expressionless, he still looked fierce with bared teeth. His four claws were sharp and clawed at the bed. The brocade quilt was already flying with cotton wool. It had thick limbs, a majestic dragon body, and a towering deer head.
Song Chaoye tried his best to raise his head and see clearly the whole picture of Jiang Tang.
On the forehead, an antler was clearly missing. The wound was uneven and blood oozed out. The other intact antler was like a beautiful work of art, bifurcated in an orderly manner and glowing with a faint silver light.
Jiang Tang still felt comfortable returning to his original shape. After spitting out the dragon's head, he shrunk and turned into a black beast the size of an arm. He lay quietly on the pillow and stared at Song Chaoye with his dark eyes.
"I'll give you the dragon head. This dragon bed is mine."
Song Chaoye stared at the dragon head as big as a hill in front of him, unable to recover for a long time.
He turned around and saw Jiang Tang licking the wound on his back, extremely quiet.
"Isn't it already bandaged?" Song Chaoye walked forward quickly, stared at the little beast carefully, and noticed that there was only a bloody hole left in her left horn.
Jiang Tang licked his wounds alone.
"My saliva is more effective than medicine, and it heals quickly after licking it."
"What about your horns?"
"There is nothing we can do."
The man pursed his lips.
"Where is the broken horn now?"
Jiang Tang raised his eyes and thought for a while.
"It should have sunk to the bottom of the lake. It's okay. It's gone if it's gone. I don't need this corner anyway."
Taotie's horns are extremely hard and are usually used for fighting, but Jiang Tang is already strong, and becomes even more powerful when he becomes Taotie. He can conquer the world with just one fang, so the horn is really useless.
The decoration was nice when it was there, but now it's gone, and I can only appreciate the incomplete beauty.
After some self-education, Jiang Tang felt much better.
Close your eyes and rest for a while, then slowly heal when you wake up.
Just when she closed her eyes, there was suddenly a cold feeling at the broken corner, and the pain caused by the swelling dissipated a lot.
She opened her eyes and saw Song Chaoye sitting next to her, holding a small bottle in his hand.
"My back is injured. I can lick it myself. What should I do with the corners?"
Jiang Tang remained silent.
Whatever you do, just bear with it.
(End of chapter)