"call..."

Yang Cong suddenly sat up, and a drop of cold sweat filled his forehead. At this time, he felt like he had a nightmare.

Indeed, when recalling what Yang Cong saw and the kind of heart-wrenching pain he suffered just now, it seems to be true.

"That dream..."

Yang Cong estimated that although that was a dream, it gave people an extremely real feeling, which made Yang Cong feel that he was not dreaming, and that he was really going deep into the situation.

And instead of the last, when the golden dragon eyes were looking at Yang Cong, Yang Cong felt that the golden dragon was him.

Although he was very puzzled in his heart why he had that kind of dream, he gave up after thinking about it but couldn't figure it out.

Yang Cong got up from the ground and looked around. At this time, he was in a forest of unknown mountains.

"It seems like it will take a little energy, but it's good, just take it as a relaxation."

After sorting out his mentality, Yang Cong embarked on the journey of searching for people.

Yang Cong was leaving, even he didn't know how long he had been away and hadn't found him.

As the sky was dimming, it would be dark in a short while.

In fact, it is very dangerous to say that night and ordinary people are conscious of it, and of course Yang Cong knows it too.

In the past, he was fearless regardless of day or night, because he had the power to protect himself, but now it is different.

He is now like an ordinary person, dragging his tired body and constantly walking in the deep forest.

The night is usually the home court of the hunter, and some creatures that do not act during the day will appear at night.

If a fierce thing appears at this time, then Yang Cong will have no ability to resist at all.

It would be fine if some small creatures appeared, after all, their body size is their weakness. Although Yang Cong is tired, he still has some strength.

But if a creature larger than Yang Cong appears, then Yang Cong is afraid that it will be a life-threatening death.

This is still thinking that there are no creatures like monsters here. If there are creatures like monsters, then Yang Cong will not be dead for a lifetime, and he will definitely die.

Yang Cong looked at the sun that was about to set in the sky, and Yang Cong felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

Yang Cong had no setbacks in the past, and even if it was setbacks, they could be reversed in the end.

But now it’s different. The system is useless. Yang Cong’s cultivation has been lost. He can’t use anything. He has only one body that is about to go to bed.

Now Yang Cong can't rely on anything, he can only rely on himself.

Now Yang Cong can only pray that there are only a few herbivores in this deep forest.

However, the reality was unsatisfactory. It was dark and there was a sudden sound similar to an animal's scream not far from Yang Cong.

Hearing this sound, Yang Cong frowned because he seemed to be able to understand what the sound meant.

And when he heard this sound, his blood in his body became restless as if it was boiling.

Originally, Yang Cong didn't want to go over and see it, but after all, he didn't even know what kind of creature this was.

But right in front of him, it seemed like there was a man holding a big cake to attract Yang Cong over.

Although Yang Cong didn't want to go, his physical instinct still went against his will.

In the end, he chose to go over and take a look.

Through the dense jungle, Yang Cong pushed away the grass in front of him and saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw a creature similar to a lizard lying quietly in front of Yang Cong.

What makes this lizard different from other lizards is that it has a pair of wide wings behind it, which are now gathering on its back.

The wounds on his body proved that he seemed to have suffered a huge heavy injury.

When he saw this creature, Yang Cong instantly thought of a creature in his mind.

"dragon!"

This dragon is different from the bloodline that Yang Cong originally possessed. This dragon is a Western dragon, a dragon with wings. In his eyes, what he knows are an Eastern dragon, that is, a creature with dragon horns and four dragon feet like a long snake.

Seeing this "dragon" lying in front of him like this, Yang Cong's blood began to get restless.

Because he walked a long way, Yang Cong was already hungry at this time.

And when he saw this "dragon", his hunger had been maximized.

It was as if the "dragon" in front of him was no longer a "dragon" but food.

"No matter whether he dies or lives, he will talk about it after eating."

Yang Cong could no longer bear it. Although he had been patient again and again, because he was not sure whether there were species similar to this kind of creature around him. Judging from the injuries, it was definitely not something he had done. However, after waiting for a while, all he could have waited was the hunger that kept rising in his stomach, so he didn't care.

After putting away the defense in his heart, Yang Cong threw himself directly on the "Dragon".

Scarlet blood is constantly flowing out of the wounds on the dragon's body.

Yang Cong, who saw this blood, seemed to have no hesitation and directly touched his mouth.

Yang Cong is licking the blood of this "dragon",

After licking the blood of the "dragon", Yang Cong's whole body was warm.

It made him feel like he had regained his vitality, and he didn't have the fatigue he had before.

"Ding...begin the road of trial, the ancient dragon (1%)."

"Note: This task is lifelong, growing by devouring."

The sound of the system appeared in Yang Cong's ears, but at this time, Yang Cong had no time to care about the information sent by the system.

Because Yang Cong is already fascinated by the blood of this "dragon".

Yang Cong kept licking the blood of the "dragon", until the entire "dragon" had already become a leather cover. Yang Cong stopped.

Looking at his masterpiece, Yang Cong always feels a little unreal.

This is what he did? Why didn't he know, did he become a vampire and like to suck blood?

"No..."

Yang Cong covered his face. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was the only one around him, and the licking memory also existed in his mind. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't do anything.

Is he really going to become a vampire?

No, absolutely not, he must not become a blood-sucking monster.

Although Yang Cong has no racial discrimination against vampires, he does not like that he becomes a ghost himself and cannot survive without sucking blood.

"No, you must not touch the blood in the future, absolutely not."
Chapter completed!