The Black Dragon Behind the Scenes That I Raised with My Own Hands

The cold wind blew apart the clouds at Zhuxiantai. The chain around Shen Wanli's neck cut into the flesh, and three thousand black hairs were soaked in blood and stuck to her pale cheeks. Under the high platform, the curses of the Immortal Sect disciples shook the sea of ​​clouds. Everyone pointed at her and called her a vicious and evil woman who had not been seen in the Qingyun Shen family for thousands of years. "You harmed your fellow disciples, abused the young dragons, and colluded with the demons. Shen Wanli, you deserve death!" "It's pitiful that His Highness Black Dragon was tortured by her in every possible way when he was a child, so he started a war between immortals and demons. Thousands of immortal monks died. It's all your fault!" On the other side of the high platform, stood a young man in a black dragon-patterned robe. He was Ao Jin, the black dragon who was frightened by the news in the three worlds. His eyes were filled with a rage that would burn all things, and his golden pupils locked her tightly with hatred that eroded her bones. The original owner of this body in the previous life was arrogant and domineering. When he first saw the young dragon seriously injured, he peeled off the skin and scales, locked him in a cold pool and tortured him day and night, and forcibly raised a world-destroying beast. And she is an ordinary social animal in the 21st century. She died suddenly while working overtime and slipped into this fairy tale of abuse, just one day before the original owner threw the little black dragon into the ice pool. The sharp beheading blade hung on the side of his neck, and the biting coldness penetrated his soul. Shen Wanli looked at the pair of dragon eyes full of hatred, and felt a suffocating pain in her heart. She didn't want to die, let alone make the same mistake as the original owner, letting a black dragon that should have light be trapped in hatred and never be able to escape. If there is an afterlife, she will never fight for the power of the family, nor snatch the marriage contract from the fairy gate. She just wants to find a mountain and wilderness that no one cares about, redeem her sins, and protect the scarred little dragon. The light of the sword fell, and his consciousness completely sank.