The Little Dragon I Picked up Came from the Abyss

One hundred years after the Abyss appeared, Qi Changye, the leader of the "Fire" team, brought back an egg from the Abyss. After testing, it was found that this dark, unremarkable egg contained the extremely precious blood of the Emperor Dragon, which should have been lost in the old earth era hundreds of years ago. The whole city is buzzing with attention, and all kinds of top-notch resources are piled up. Everyone is looking forward to the egg breaking out of its shell and hatching an "Emperor Dragon". However, on the day the egg was broken, what crawled out of the egg was not the powerful "Emperor Dragon", but a deformed mutant. Like an ugly creature that had its scales stripped off, it was thin, weak, and dying. When Qi Changye arrived, the newly hatched cub was dragged out of the warm nurturing nest and dumped in a damp and dirty corner. It was so small that it couldn't open its eyes, covered in dust, shivering with cold, and struggling to crawl. He took it home. The ugly little monster cannot speak, cannot communicate, and cannot understand the reason why he was abandoned, but he will instinctively be attached to him. In the first week, the little monster hid in his fingers, hugging his fingers and refusing to let go. In the second week, the little monster crawled all over him, got into his sleeves, and took a nap holding his tail. In the third week, the little monster quietly climbed into his bed and kissed him secretly. Everyone had always thought that what their strongest captain, Qi Changye, picked up was just a weak and ugly alien that would be thrown back into the abyss at any time. Until that day, something happened in the abyss, and the silver-white emperor dragon appeared, opening its cold and majestic golden dragon eyes, shocking the abyss. Everyone was horrified, watching helplessly as the sacred and awe-inspiring emperor dragon encircled its human body between its bodies, kissed his forehead and rubbed his face devoutly and lovingly. "Brother... My love." "Eat it." Qi Changye: "?" 1. Super strong, calm, calm and calm. In the early stage, the beauty is X. 2. New Year's Eve, sweet text, he Weibo@ruorororanyangjun The author finished writing Anli! "I ran away after saving the hero" "The dragon egg that has been raised for thousands of years finally breaks out of its shell" Please collect it from the archives! "After the Fall of the First Sword Cultivator" Jiang Yu, a young genius from the Tianshu Sect, can seal the demon god with one sword and travel across nine thousand states. He is a master of swordsmanship that the younger generation can only dream of. Once he fell from the clouds, his sword was broken and his bones were broken, and he became a cauldron for people to chase and plunder. It wasn't until he was surrounded and killed by the masters in the northern border of Zhou Kingdom that he realized that the protagonist of this world was a time traveler carrying a "system", and he blocked the protagonist's way to ascend to the Supreme. The northern border of Zhou Kingdom is a barbaric land. It is said that the Demon King died here thousands of years ago. A few days later, Jiang Yu woke up from under the cliff. His spiritual veins were all broken. A small furry ball in his arms bit his fingertips, making him whine with hunger. Cang Shun: "Mi." Jiang Yu: "..." Xiu Jiangyu, the first sword of the Tianshu Sect, died, and the sword Chenjie was acquired by a disciple who was loved by all the people when he first entered the sect. Later, a black-clothed demon cultivator appeared in the world of cultivation. He had cold features, was pale and aloof, was not good at using a sword, and had the best magic skills in the world. In the great cultivation competition held once every five hundred years, the new genius of the Tianshu Sect hugged the world of mortals and looked in all directions - within ten moves, he was thrown off the platform by the black-clothed demon cultivator. Tianshu Sect was in an uproar and wanted to suppress the demon cultivators. In front of the entire sect, the demon cultivator took off his mask, his mysterious clothes were stained with blood, and he held the world in his hand. He looked extremely elegant. He was none other than the former number one sword cultivator, Jiang Yu. On Jiang Yu's shoulder, a ball of snow-white plush licked his face, revealing his scarlet blood pupils, just like the terrifying Demon Emperor thousands of years ago. —— After surviving the catastrophe, Jiang Yu picked up a stuffed ball from the bottom of the cliff that could meow and bite the corners of his clothes. On the first day, he fed the little stuffed ball some weeds. The next day, he fed the little stuffed ball some grass roots. On the third day, he and the little stuffed ball drank air. Cang Shun:...... In the cave, Jiang Yu closed his eyes and meditated. When he opened his eyes, he saw a small, fluffy ball holding a three-foot-long monster in its mouth, throwing it to his feet. He shook the blood off his body, continued to meow at him, and rubbed the back of his hand stickyly. Jiang Yu: "?" 1. The dual cultivation of swordsmanship, natural talent, transcendent strength, indomitable and indomitable, the cool beauty is subject to x in the early stage, the fuzzy little ball, the paranoid possessiveness in the later stage, the explosive hair to protect the wife, the demon king's attack Intention: The long night will eventually wait until dawn, and small flowers can bloom from the rocks in the abyss