The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Ouch.

The pain in the cone.

Cutting the meat hurts.

Pain in the scratch.

It's like there's a steel fork piercing the heart, and a crisp sound of 'boom’.

It's like having a sharp blade that cuts a piece of meat into thin pieces and then sits on a plate waiting for someone to taste it.

It's like a rusty iron knife scratching over a bone, like a hungry wolf chewing on a bone.

It's not just physical, it's mental.

If the soul is a little man, the spike is a scissors.

Psst!

Knife down, cut the dwarf to pieces and bleed to pieces.

From within to outside, or from outside to inside.

Because it's too painful, it's so hard to find where it's coming from and where it's going. Anyway, every part you can feel, every corner, is in pain, burning.

This is the pain that life cannot bear, the pain that flesh cannot bear.

Shepherd Lee's body was trembling.

Not only is the body trembling, but so is the soul.

“Ah” Shepherd Li shouted.

This has nothing to do with weakness, it has nothing to do with strength, it's just a normal reaction of the body.

Shepherd Li never knew that there was such pain in the world. The tragedies of that childhood, compared to the troubled dragon warfare in the floating city, are not worth mentioning.

He wanted to faint and die instantly.

But, fatally, he stays awake.

More sober than ever.

He could clearly feel that a nail, which had been frozen for thousands of years in the iceberg, had been taken out and plugged into his head.

He didn't just plug it in and let you digest it carefully.

It's a slow, little bit of insertion.

Wherever the nails are inserted, your thoughts converge there, and your attention follows there.

It's like there's another pair of eyes above the sky, that's your own eyes, watching that ice-cold nail stick into your spiritual lid, one point, one inch.

It was so cold, it felt like a wildfire burning over my brain.

It burns its own head into coke and smoke.

Psst.

The black stud was all inserted into the Heavenly Lid, and the brain was very cold.

Because it's so cold, it's like ice cream in your brain. There's a void in the whole brain, only that cold pain is spreading down.

All the way down and into the bone crevice.

The bone weighed like a kilo all of a sudden, giving people the urge to reach out and rip the skin out and throw it out of the distance.

With a spike in the body, the whole sheep of Li Shepherd is about to fall out of the ordinary.

If Song Lonely hadn't still strangled him, he'd be paralyzed like a corpse by now.

Ice, snow, cold winter.

Li Shepherd's forehead was sweaty and even his clothes were soaked with sweat.

His face was purple red, an abnormal face caused by the rapid flow of blood.

His eyes closed suddenly and his eyeballs burst out like a dead fish.

There was a saliva spill in the corner of the mouth, as well as blood from biting the teeth.

Song Lonely looked at Li Shepherd's dying breath and said, “Where's the answer? ”

“Let go of my sister." Li Shepherd's voice was so weak, he whispered, "Let go of my family and I'll tell you.”

“You don't seem to understand what I mean.” Song Lonely sighed softly.

How did this kid suddenly get so stupid?

“You don't think a nail is enough.” Song Lonely spoke out loud.

He reached out his right arm again, his palms flipped down and his palms down.

A transparent light sphere appears in the palm of the hand, which then extends toward the ground and becomes a transparent column of light.

Soon, the columns turned black, and then a bunch of horrible black matter was absorbed from the depths of the ground.

Those black elements gathered in Song Lonely's palms, condensed, and turned into nails.

Then, Song Lonely held the black spike and once again plugged it into Li Shepherd's head.

“Ah."

Once again, Li Shepherd's body was tightened and his mouth made a terrific screaming sound.

“And the answer? ”

“Let my sister go."

“And the answer? ”

“Let my sister go."

Every time Song Lonely asks the answer, after being rejected by Li Shepherd, he punches a spider into Li Shepherd's head.

Eight answers were asked, one after the other, and eight nails were struck.

Song Lonely's right hand hung empty, holding a thin nail in his palm as dark as ink.

He looked at Li Shepherd and asked again, “What's the answer? ”

Shepherd Li did not answer.

There was no way for him to answer.

Li Shepherd's expression is twisted and looks horrible and ugly.

His pupils were congested and his eyes popped, as if they could pop at any moment.

Shepherd Li's head drooped low, his eyelids closed, and his body hung there like mud.

When a fierce wind came, Li Shepherd's body swayed in the hands of Song Lonely, like a grasshopper.

“You've been struck by eight spikes. If I punch this ninth dragon nail into your body again, you will be scattered, and the Great Fairy will not be able to rescue you.” Song Lonely's eyes were gloomy and his voice finally got a little angry. “Lee Shepherd, where's the answer? What's the secret to the Longevity of the Dragons? ”

No one answered.

Shepherd Li is like he's already in pain.

Beyond that, the body continues to twitch.

That is the natural reaction of the body when the pain has not disappeared.

Song Lonely shook his head and sighed, "The morning is cold. I happen to be looking for a dragon lamp in the dragon cave. The lamp is made of dragon blood as oil. It is unfortunate that it will not go out for 10,000 years. In the previous period, the lamp started to weaken. It looks like it will go out at any time. If you can't tell me how the dragons live, I'll take your blood and give my granddaughter some dragon lights."

As he said, his palms raised to the top of Li Shepherd's head again, trying to hit the ninth spiritual nail into Li Shepherd's head.

“Fuck you."

Lu Qingming was badly injured and could only watch his son be tortured by Song Lonely.

He endured desperately, biting his teeth off desperately.

He squeezed his fist and snapped his teeth into pieces.

He remembered Lu's ancestral "Heavenly King's Mind Law" and quickly recovered his strength by burning his own Dantian.

He's going to give Song Lonely a fatal blow.

However, Song Lonely was able to give him too little time.

It is too difficult to regain combat power in such a short period of time and to be able to give a deadly blow to a master like Song Lonely.

When he heard Song Lonely say he was going to punch the ninth stud into Li Shepherd's body, Song Lonely couldn't stand it any longer.

His long gun fell off the ground, and in order not to attract the attention and caution of Song Lonely, he did not even dare to summon it.

His palms went into the snow and froze into a snow-white ice gun.

Then, his body swept up and stabbed him in the back of Song Lonely with an ice gun.

Psst.

Lu Qingming's snow and white ice gun penetrated Song Lonely's body.

"Song Lonely, you old dog, I've finally killed you, and I've finally killed you to avenge my father.”

“Stupid.” Song Lonely shook his head gently.

His body shook violently and a blue light wave attacked the surrounding area.

Boom!

The light waves passed and the snow swept away.

Knock, knock.

The ice gun in Lu Qingming's hand was severed from the head of the gun. And then it broke faster and faster, and eventually the whole ice gun exploded like foam.

Clicking

Ice scum splashes.

However, Song Lonely's body did not suffer any harm.

The smile on Lu Qingming's face solidified, and the blood in the corner of his mouth was still flowing.

His face was covered in blood, and he looked like a madman in a crazy state.

Lu Qingming gazed at Song Lonely, confused, disappointed, and more importantly, unwilling to melt.

“How did this happen? ”

“Why can't you kill him? ”

Song Lonely raised his right hand suddenly toward Lu Qingming and shot past.

Psst.

The ninth stud was struck by him into Lu Qingming's body.

“Pfft."

Lu Qingming sprayed a bite of blood, and his body flew towards the distance like a paper reel that had fallen off the line.

Putong

Lu Qingming's body fell into the snow. He stubbornly wanted to climb up. His back was straight and his head was raised, but he fell back with a 'bang’.

No more voices.

At this point, Li Shepherd, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes.

It's a pair of eyes covered in blood mist, no pupils, no whites.

The eyes are full of blood, boiling and flowing blood.

On the back of his hand, black scales quickly emerged, and his palms instantly turned into sharp claws.

Li Shepherd finally started to fight back when Song Lonely slapped the spike into Lu Qingming's body.

Psst.

He waved the dark sharp dragon claw and dug it hard towards Song Lonely's chest.

Clicking

The claw plunged unhindered into Song Lonely's chest and was pulled hard by him, tearing out a fleshy mouth.

He's going to rip out Song Lonely's heart.