C908 Mo Long who was almost starved to death!

"Sir!" "You are?" Jin Fei's face became gloomy.

To be able to easily trap a mid-stage seventh stage Black Flood Dragon to such an extent with just a single hand, his cultivation base must be incomparably terrifying! It was most likely going to be a king level Unfettered Realm!

After all, Black Flood Dragon itself possessed the blood of a dragon, and even many ordinary three levels of Unfettered Realm were not necessarily enough to defeat them, let alone easily being able to use formless energy to bind the Black Flood Dragon like that young man had.

"You want to take it as your mount?" Ye Qingfeng's eyes were indifferent, as though he was looking at a god, emotionlessly looking at Jin Fei.

Jin Fei felt that all of her secrets had been exposed, her entire body was unwell, her heart was cold, her hair stood on end.

He swallowed his saliva and seriously said: "I have that thought."

"Then, do you know the relationship between me and this little Black Jiao?"

Jin Fei's forehead instantly broke out in cold sweat, as a chill ran down her spine. His entire person trembled in the sky as he stared at Ye Qingfeng, and said with a trembling voice: "Front … Senior! Please spare me! I am the second elder brother of Stellar Flow Gate and the elder Mu Ke is my cousin. "

Ye Qingfeng was neither happy nor sad, and said indifferently: "Use your identity and background to pressure me?"

Rumble rumble rumble!

As his gentle voice descended, the sky seemed to be filled with thunder and lightning, the world seemed to have frozen.

Jin Fei's legs were weak now, the Spirit Qi in his body had been restricted by a lot, the courage in his body seemed to be broken down by fear.

"I would not dare."

"Then scram."

Jin Fei fearfully agreed. As she turned around, her eyes were filled with rage and hatred, as she turned into a golden light and disappeared into the distance.

The Stellar Flow Gate was not far away, he had to join hands with the elder sect master of the sect to subdue the Black Flood Dragon and take care of that young man!

At that moment, the Black Flood Dragon who had almost fainted stared at Ye Qingfeng's familiar face with its vertical eyes, its mind filled with mixed feelings.

"Little Black, we meet again." The Black Flood Dragon that was being suppressed by him was the same Black Flood Dragon that was fighting with Ling Yuxuan back in Heavenly Crocodile Mountain.

At that moment, Ye Qingfeng was also not careful enough and hit the stone with the back of his head, causing the memories in his soul to surface.

The Black Flood Dragon was like an obedient baby, being pushed up by Ye Qingfeng. The pressure of the Dragonblood in this instant was simply too great.

"At that time, your stinky, stinky breath almost killed my Madam Zhen Shan and me. How do you think I should punish you?"

Ye Qingfeng suddenly remembered that there were still some pitiful Demonic dragon cub inside these Xumi's artefact.

After four to five months, when the Demonic dragon cub was released, it became thinner by a few rounds, and its pair of dragon eyes looked like they were about to fall out, with dense blood veins.

When it saw Ye Qingfeng, the Demonic dragon cub's eyes were filled with tears and grievances. It complained that Ye Qingfeng did not give it any food and starved it for so long.

Ye Qingfeng felt a little embarrassed, and almost starved to death by a Demonic dragon cub.

"Little fellow, don't be wronged. You have a delicious meal now."

The Demonic dragon cub's wolf-like eyes turned green as it stared at the Black Flood Dragon that could not move and had fear in its eyes.

Woo woo … *

The Black Flood Dragon wanted to struggle, but to no avail. It could only whimper, wanting to beg for mercy.

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the Black Flood Dragon and sneered: "Back then you almost killed Madam Zhen Shan and I, it truly is like a web of heaven and earth, a cycle of karma. Don't look at me with your pitiful eyes, you eat the weak, you know the natural law of nature better than I do."

Black Flood Dragon understood human speech, his vertical eye was filled with despair and regret.