Chapter 9 Son Zhang Xiaolong

Zhang Bad couldn't help laughing when he heard the cry of the little candle dragon's stomach.

"Are you hungry?" Zhang Bad stretched out his hand and lit the little candle dragon's stomach, and his intuition was soft with only one belly left.

Looking at the sad face of the little Zhulong, Zhang Bad's heart thumped. Suddenly, he thought of why the little Zhulong had been following him and never abandoned himself. His eyes seemed to be looking at his relatives.

There must be a situation.

Zhang Bad thought again why he survived under the nose of the big candle dragon on the top of the mountain, and why the little candle dragon has been following him like this.

"Fire unicorn, come out, what the hell is going on?" Zhang Bad roared into the sea of knowledge.

"You can be proud. I wasted a lot of saliva to convince the old monster to let him take his child with him." The fire unicorn smiled proudly.

The five ghosts were next to the fire unicorn, looking up at the fire unicorn with a worshipful face, and their eyes were full of little stars.

"With a little candle dragon, you have a strong son, which is absolutely worth it." The fire unicorn laughed and said.

"Son." Zhang bad ghost cried and howled.

"What's wrong?" Fire Kirin said doubtfully, his eyes were full of puzzles.

Zhang Bad suddenly felt that what he said should be wrong.

In the eyes of the fire unicorn, he helped himself say that if the little candle dragon follows him, he can't be his own spirit beast or mount. It is also out of this consideration to tell the candle dragon to let the little candle dragon be his son.

"Grandma, suddenly there is a son, and he is still a dragon son." Zhang Bad said with a dry laugh.

"I'll give him a name." Zhang said in distress.

"Of course, you have to name your son." Huo Qilin laughed and said.

"I start by myself." Zhang Bad hummed twice and withdrew his spiritual knowledge from the sea of knowledge.

Looking at the little candle dragon with tears in front of him, Zhang Bad raised his hand and touched his chin. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly laughed and pointed to the little candle dragon and said, "Son, son, you will be called Zhang Xiaolong in the future."

Zhang Bad laughed proudly and said that his name was very good.

The surname is Zhang, and it is a small candle dragon.

Zhang Xiaolong's name is very good.

Although Xiao Zhulong didn't know what Zhang Bad was talking about, he also felt that Zhang Xiaolong's name seemed to be calling himself.

With his low eyebrows, the little candle dragon's eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he roared proudly.

"If my son is hungry, I will find food for him." After Zhang Bad laughed, he remembered that his current identity is the father of Xiao Zhulong. Of course, he can claim to be Laozi, and his son is hungry. When I am, he has the responsibility to help his son find food.

What are you looking for? Zhang Bad thought for a moment and explored his divine consciousness into the sea of knowledge. He found that the fire unicorn was spitting and telling some interesting things about him in the fairyland, which made the five ghosts' eyes stand out of stars.

"Cough, the five ghosts obey your orders." Zhang Bad coughed twice and said in a low voice.

"What can I do for you?" The ghost shook all over and immediately turned around, knelt on the ground and said to Zhang Bad.

"Can you help me catch some beasts?" He opened his mouth and said.

"Of course." The ghost said in a hurry.

"Then you go." Zhang Bad was relieved to hear the ghost say so.

If the ghost can't catch the beast, he really has to take action by himself, but with his own strength, if he catches the beast and becomes a goblin, he will peel off his skin if he doesn't die.

After the five ghosts went out, the fire unicorn and said to Zhang Bad with a serious look, "You just heard me say that Candle Dragon is your son. Are you surprised?"

"Of course I'm surprised." Zhang said with a bad smile.

"I'm not talking about this." Huo Qilin said, "Do you feel that the candle dragon has lost your identity when your son is a little?"

"It's just the beginning. After all, it's not the same kind." Zhang Bad knew that it was better to tell the truth than to lie in front of the fire unicorn.

"But later, I felt that since they were all cultivation, and finally becoming immortals were all the same existence, so I didn't have the idea of starting." Zhang told the bad truth.

"I didn't misread you." Fire Kirin nodded with satisfaction.

"Of course." Zhang said with a complaous smile.

"I'm going out to cook for my son, haha." Zhang Bad laughed twice and took back his spiritual knowledge.

After the dark clouds in the sky, a huge dragon head looked at Zhang Bad's position. Along the way, the candle dragon has been watching Zhang Bad's every move. When Zhang Bad took back his spiritual knowledge, the candle dragon took back the dragon's head, and the black cloud disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fire Kirin looked up and smiled, "Brother, you are finally relieved now."

The five ghosts quickly caught a chicken and two wild boars and put them in front of Zhang Bad.

When the little candle dragon saw the food, his eyes turned green. He opened his mouth and swallowed the pheasant that was still struggling to sing in his mouth and swallowed it.

Then he swallowed another wild boar.

Zhang Bad looked at the little candle dragon in shock. A pheasant was fine, but a wild boar was not small. Unexpectedly, the little candle dragon swallowed it in one bite, chewed it twice in his mouth, and spit out the bone.

The belly is still the same as before, without half of the bulge.

"Grandma, this amount of food." Zhang Bad said in amazement.

"Don't eat it." Zhang Bad shouted hurriedly when the little candle dragon was about to eat another wild boar.

The little candle dragon blinked and suddenly showed a face of grievance. His two small front paws grabbed the wild boar, pushed it to the broken body, and stretched out his tongue to lick the broken face.

"Hm..." Zhang's bad stomach rolled for a while and almost spit out all the sour water.

Grandma finally knows why the dragon breath of the candle dragon is so powerful that she fainted directly.

Isn't it intentional to eat raw meat without brushing your teeth?

"Go brush your teeth and rinse your mouth." Zhang broke and pressed the little candle dragon's mouth to prevent the candle dragon from talking. He pulled the little candle dragon to find a stream, and then pressed the little candle dragon's head down.

"Drum dong." The little candle dragon opened his mouth and took a few sips.

"Look at me." Zhang was angry and smiled, reached out and took a sip of water in the stream, drank it in his mouth, and then spit it out.

When the little candle dragon saw Zhang's bad appearance, he immediately smiled. The scholar's bad appearance stretched out two small front paws into the water.

However, how can the candle dragon's claws be together with people in general? After trying more than a dozen times, they still didn't take a breath. They couldn't help looking at Zhang Bad with aggrieved expression on their faces.

Zhang Bad shook his head helplessly. Although his 'son' was very smart, he was just a newborn baby dragon.

You can't be too hasty. Take your time.

Zhang Bad then looked like a scholar little candle dragon, lying next to the stream, turning his head and staring at the little candle dragon, and letting the little candle dragon follow his appearance.

After seeing that the little candle dragon followed his appearance, he put his mouth into the water, took a sip of water, and then looked up and spit it out.

The little candle dragon smiled and roared excitedly in a low voice, which was very proud.

"Grandma, what are you so proud of?" Zhang Bad patted the little candle dragon with a wry smile and scolded.

Little Candle Dragon stretched out his small front paws and touched his head, looking at Zhang Bad with an aggrieved face.

"Wash my mouth, when will I be satisfied? You're eating. I don't want to be smoked to death by you." After saying that, Zhang Bad ignored the little candle dragon and walked to the only remaining prey, the wild boar, and sighed.

Reaching out and carrying the wild boar on his shoulder, he walked to the stream, found a stone, fell hard at the rock, found a sharp gravel, and then opened the wild boar's belly.

Humming a little song, Zhang Bad quickly cleaned up a wild boar.

The little candle dragon lay beside the stream and looked at Zhang's every move with a doubtful face.

Zhang Bad didn't care about it. He had to straighten the wild boar, let the five ghosts find some dry branches and dead grass, then took a deep breath, sharpened a dead branch, leaned his palms against it, and suddenly shouted, and his palms quickly faltered back and forth.

"Puff."

A thick smoke rose, followed by a small flame rising, carefully igniting the dead grass, and then lighting the dead branches that had been set.

"Wow."

Zhang Bad breathed a sigh of relief.

The bright flame baked the wild boar and made a rustling sound.

Turn the wild boar on the stick to make the flames evenly barbecue.

"Tut, it's almost ripe." A smell of meat floated up, and Zhang Bad took a deep breath and said excitedly.

How long has it been? I have either eaten rice and bamboo shoots or dry food. Today is the first time to eat meat, and the excitement in my heart is not understandable by ordinary people.

"Sw."

The little candle dragon, who was lying next to the stream and pretended to rinse his mouth, flew to the side of Zhang Bad, drooling at the corners of his mouth and his eyes shining.