250: The fierce little dragon

Wang Feng had specifically saved this when converting source points, intending to see if Little Dragon liked to eat it.

"Mommy, mommy... said, said, don't say..."

Little Dragon hesitated for a long time before speaking, her watery eyes staring intently at the corrosion crystal mine, her words very slurred.

Wang Feng's brows gradually furrowed, his face full of confusion. Mommy? Could it be Jiang Hanxi?

He sorted out Little Dragon's words; it should be: Mommy said not to say...

"Did Mommy tell you not to say it?"

Wang Feng smiled and gently rubbed Little Dragon's small head. Little Dragon subconsciously nodded.

But then she seemed to remember something again, immediately shook her head, and said, "No, no..."

"Daddy, Little Dragon is hungry..."

Little Dragon looked pitifully at the corrosion crystal mine in Wang Feng's hand, reaching out to take it.

"If you don't tell me, then I won't give it to you."

Wang Feng chuckled, intending to tease her. He had already vaguely guessed where Little Dragon had learned the words.

But how could Jiang Hanxi come into contact with Little Dragon? How did she manage it???

Did she put something on him, or was it... oh, right, the emperor corpse!

Wang Feng suddenly thought of this. He remembered that the emperor corpse's regression rate was 60%.

"Daddy..., hmm..."

Little Dragon called out pitifully, tears seemingly about to well up in her eyes.

She immediately turned and hugged Wang Feng's neck, no longer asking for the corrosion crystal mine, and lay silently on his shoulder.

Daddy had always been so generous to her before, but now he wouldn't even give her ore to eat. She began to fear that Daddy would abandon her next time.

"Oh my, don't cry, don't cry. Little Dragon can eat it, it's fine, it's fine."

Wang Feng's thoughts were pulled back. He quickly rubbed her small head and gently coaxed her. Children's emotions were truly unstable.

"Daddy..., don't, want Little Dragon..."

Little Dragon's small head was buried beside Wang Feng's ear, with a soft, milky sob, her hands tightly clutching Wang Feng's neck.

"Daddy loves Little Dragon the most, don't cry, don't cry. Look, there's a city ahead. How about we go buy candied hawthorn to eat?"

Wang Feng gently comforted her while rubbing her small head. Halfway through their flight, he suddenly noticed a city ahead and quickly diverted her attention.

"...Okay..."

It took Little Dragon a while to softly reply with a crying voice, but her hands refused to release Wang Feng's neck.

As they descended towards the city, Little Dragon wiped the tears from her eyes and then answered Wang Feng's previous question.

"Daddy... it's, it's Mommy who said, said, don't say..."

"It's Mommy... taught, taught me to say, say words..."

Little Dragon's words were very strange, seeming incomplete. No, they were definitely incomplete.

However, if one sorted them out, the meaning was still very easy to understand.

Clearly, Jiang Hanxi hadn't taught her well yet, as it had only been a little over half a month.

Now Wang Feng finally confirmed it. These two, mother and daughter, probably had some way of connecting.

And the only things Wang Feng could think of were the emperor corpse, the red string, and the Sun Moon Marriage Bracelet.

Upon entering the city, it was named Xisha City, seemingly a temporary resting place for cultivators searching for treasures in the Western Desert.

Wang Feng saw many cultivators in different attires, and also many body cultivators.

Of course, there were also many mortals. Basically, every city in the Cultivation World had mortals living in it because cultivators protected them invisibly.

Unfortunately, there were no candied hawthorn, only flatbreads. Wang Feng had no choice but to buy a few flatbreads for Little Dragon to eat.

Although they were very hard and not tasty, Little Dragon ate them with great relish, munching away, her eating style incredibly adorable.

Holding Little Dragon's small hand and walking on the street, Wang Feng asked the system this question in his mind.

"System, what's going on?"

"The red string, the emperor corpse, or the Sun Moon Marriage Bracelet? I remember these are the only ones that can communicate with divine sense."

Wang Feng believed the system should already know, and asking the system was the best way to figure things out.

"Ding, it should be the emperor corpse. The higher the emperor corpse's regression rate, the more the emperor corpse's body will change with you, until it finally returns to you. So, the dragon head totem might have also appeared on the emperor corpse's side."

"Ding, which means Little Dragon now has two channels: one is your side, and the other is the emperor corpse in Jiang Hanxi's Divine Sea Space."

"Ding, the Little Dragon you saw last time might not have been sleeping. It's possible its Human Soul went to play with her mother, who knows."

"I knew it felt strange last time."

Wang Feng had felt something strange about Little Dragon last time but couldn't pinpoint it. So, that was it.

The emperor corpse was originally of the same origin as him, so it was normal that he didn't sense it.

Moreover, Little Dragon's Human Soul had left, but her physical body remained.

Then could he... could he have Little Dragon help him pass messages?

Wang Feng suddenly thought of this, but before he could sort out his thoughts, he felt a pull from his right hand, which was holding Little Dragon.

"Hmm~! Humph!"

Little Dragon looked fierce and angry, yet also adorable.

At this moment, Little Dragon stared with killing intent at the cultivator who was desperately pulling her hand but couldn't move her an inch.

This person actually made her flatbread fall to the ground! This was unforgivable!

Rip!

Little Dragon's right hand, which was being pulled, suddenly tugged hard, and with a ripping sound, flesh was torn.

The arm of the cultivator who had been pulling Little Dragon for a long time without success was instantly torn off, causing him to howl in pain.

Little Dragon looked at the flatbread on the ground, angrily jumped up, and kicked him in the abdomen again with a dull thud!

In an instant, the cultivator, who was only at He Yuan Realm Layer Nine, was kicked to the ground, lying there with a flushed face.

He couldn't even run, only lie on the ground, howling desperately for mercy.

A collective gasp resounded around them. Such a cute and beautiful child, yet so vicious in her actions.

"Angry!"

Little Dragon ignored the cultivator wailing in pain on the ground, puffed up her cheeks, and tried to pick up the fallen flatbread to eat it again.

"Don't want that one. Have this instead."

Wang Feng knelt down, picked up the angry and unhappy Little Dragon, and then took out a few pieces of corrosion crystal mine, placing them in her small hand.

He then stood up, formed a Chaotic barrier in front of him, raised his foot, bent his leg, and whoosh~!

Bang!

With a sound like a bursting watermelon, the head of the cultivator lying on the ground instantly exploded, splattering the onlookers on the street.

"Hiss~!"

Another collective gasp echoed. Some people even accidentally inhaled the splattered brain matter and immediately started vomiting wildly.

However, no one dared to complain or curse Wang Feng and Little Dragon. They could only silently suffer the loss.

"Noisy."

Wang Feng held Little Dragon in his left arm and coldly looked at the headless corpse on the ground, uttering a single word.

He scratched his ear with his right pinky finger, shook off the filth from the Chaotic Spiritual Power on his shoes, and then turned and walked away with Little Dragon in his arms.

Flying out of the city, Wang Feng took out the coffin and sensed it again.

Not far now. Based on his recent travel experience, Wang Feng estimated that they would reach the vicinity of that small green Human Soul in a few days.

Moreover, that Human Soul seemed to be stably residing there, not having moved significantly until now, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Daddy..., ha~, ha~~"

At this moment, Wang Feng felt a light breeze on his cheek, and the sound of Little Dragon huffing and puffing cool air kept echoing.