"What's wrong?"
Ji Mo was taken aback, feeling that this little female dragon was acting very strangely.
Ying Menglong, with the shyness unique to young girls, said coyly, "Having a baby, preferably two."
Honestly, she had racked her brains for days, thinking day and night, and had even decided on names for the babies, with backups for both boys and girls.
The result? She had only grown a pair of wings, a pair of unique transparent light wings.
Growing wings indicated that her bloodline deficiency had been repaired, and even improved further.
It should have been an incredibly joyous occasion.
But she still felt inexplicably disappointed, empty, and uneasy.
Thus, she made an inappropriate request to Ji Mo.
Ji Hanhan was speechless, his mouth twitching.
Could babies be born just like that? And she wanted two? You're thinking quite a lot, aren't you?
Moreover, could such help be offered?
Sensing Ji Mo's clear reluctance, Ying Menglong was very annoyed.
She had said so much, and he still refused such a good thing? How hateful!
She gritted her teeth, gnashing them, and said, "I won't let you help for nothing. You'll be heavily rewarded afterward!"
As she said this, she wished she could slap herself.
Really, she was a princess of the Ying Long clan, of noble status, a goddess unattainable and unreachable by many beings.
Now, she was humbly asking a scumbag for a child.
If this got out, wouldn't she be laughed to death?
"Heavily rewarded? How heavily?"
As soon as he heard about money, Ji Hanhan, the little money grubber, his eyes lit up.
But he quickly regained his senses and repeatedly shook his head, "No, absolutely not. I'm not a casual person."
"Not a casual person?"
Ying Menglong rolled her eyes in anger.
You are indeed not a casual person, but when you are casual, you are not human.
Last time, you bastard took advantage of my unconsciousness, took advantage of my vulnerability, and poked me seven times.
And now, you're acting pure.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Ying Menglong's anger surged, and evil thoughts arose. She directly pounced on Ji Mo, pinning him to the ground and pressing down heavily on him.
She said coldly, "Last time you did it to me seven times, today I want you to return double."
It's like you make the first move, and I make the fifteenth.
If all else fails, she would resort to force and sleep with this heartless man.
"What do you mean 'did it seven times'? Menglong girl, you've misunderstood. It's not what you think. I used silver needles to poke you. If you don't believe me, I'll take them out and show you..."
Ji Mo, while tightly clutching his collar, tried to explain.
But suddenly, a voice interrupted him.
"Mr. Ji, help... Ah, you... what are you doing?"
It was Fourth General.
As soon as he returned, he saw this scene.
Ying Menglong had aggressively pounced on Ji Mo, was fiddling with his clothes, and was saying wolfish words about seven times.
And Ji Mo was not being discreet at all, claiming he would take out the "needles" to show Ying Menglong.
Really, in broad daylight, can't you be more mindful? Even if you're horny, you should find a secluded little forest.
And Ying Menglong, you're still in dragon form, playing so... so wildly, is that okay?
"Sorry, I'm disturbing you. I'll take my leave now."
Having stumbled upon such a situation, Fourth General was sensible enough to turn and leave.
He had noticed Ying Menglong giving him a look that could kill, clearly blaming him for ruining her good deed.
"Fourth, don't go, come back here."
Ji Mo hurriedly shouted, afraid that if Fourth General left, Ying Menglong would force him.
Fourth General soon returned.
It wasn't that he lacked discernment and came back to ruin Ying Menglong's good deed, but he had no choice but to return.
Behind him, a large number of cultivators were chasing and hacking at him fiercely.
Earlier, Fourth General had used the excuse of chasing the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother to escape.
As a result, he ran into Zhu Fengwu, Murong Guanyi, and their group.
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother was also eloquent and said something to Zhu Fengwu, successfully persuading her to help.
Therefore, the pitiable Fourth General had no choice but to obediently run back and seek Ji Mo's help.
"Princess Murong, Miss Zhu, here, that little Ying Long is right here, on the verge of death..."
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother had used Ying Menglong as a bargaining chip to persuade Murong Guanyi's group to act.
An injured Ying Long, no one could resist the temptation.
But the Seven Fiends Ghost Mother stopped mid-sentence, looking as if she had seen a ghost.
Ying Menglong shouldn't have been on the verge of death, close to dying?
How come she was now energetic and fine?
Moreover, she had grown a pair of incredibly divine light wings, her blood qi was as vast as the sea, and dragon energy emanated from her entire body, making it impossible to look directly at her.
What had happened in this short period?
The Seven Fiends Ghost Mother was stunned, her heart sank, and she felt uneasy.
"Pah, you dogs and bitches, doing such shameless things in broad daylight, how shameless."
Zhu Fengwu leaned against Murong Guanyi, looking at Ji Mo and Ying Menglong, and spat fiercely.
The two stood on a white turtle, surrounded by hundreds of cultivators, encircling Ji Mo and the other two.
With a flash of white light, Ying Menglong transformed back into human form.
She was tall and graceful, her skin as fair as frost and snow, emitting a soft glow, incomparably beautiful.
At this moment, her exquisite face was flushed with a charming blush, flowing with the embarrassment of her affair being discovered, and she angrily punched Ji Mo a few times with her small fists.
Suddenly experiencing a mortifying moment, how embarrassing.
Murong Guanyi's gaze was immediately drawn to Ying Menglong, and his breathing quickened.
He quickly pushed away Zhu Fengwu, who was clinging to him, and with a gentle smile, greeted her, "Hello, beautiful Miss Ying Long. I am Murong Guanyi, the Holy Son of the Four Symbols City."
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.
Before, he had also thought Zhu Fengwu was stunning and peerlessly beautiful, but after seeing Ying Menglong, he immediately felt that Zhu Fengwu was nothing.
Moreover, Zhu Fengwu was merely a Vermilion Bird, while the person before him was a divine beast Ying Long.
In terms of figure, appearance, and bloodline status, Ying Menglong undoubtedly surpassed Zhu Fengwu by several streets.
Murong Guanyi was no good either, and he immediately changed his mind.
"Brother Murong, what are you doing? This Ying Menglong is promiscuous, not a good woman at all."
Zhu Fengwu was furious.
Are all men so fickle and unfaithful? He was so affectionate with her before, calling her his darling so sickeningly.
Now, seeing Ying Menglong, he had pushed her away in public.
She had really been blind, thinking Murong Guanyi was a good match.
Now it seemed he was just a hypocritical pervert.
Murong Guanyi frowned, recalling the scene of Ying Menglong pinning Ji Mo to the ground, and felt somewhat disgusted.
What a beautiful dragon maiden, she really had dog eyes to like such a man.
"Zhu Fengwu, shut up."
Ji Mo did not tolerate Zhu Fengwu's behavior. He stared at her chest and said in a suggestive tone, "You are the promiscuous one, you woman with 'great ambitions.' You used to call me your little sweetie, but now that you've hooked up with a pretty boy, you're turning your back on me."