sbdcsierra Chapter 478 Sir Weng, there is a monster, and the Taoist boy turned into a dragon?
Chapter 478 Sir Weng, there is a monster, and the Taoist boy turned into a dragon?
Chapter 478 Sir Weng, there is a monster, and the Taoist boy turned into a dragon?
Blood flowed down his arm onto his clothes and the ground. The common people strolling and selling goods on Hengcheng Street exclaimed when they saw this.
"Killed!"
"Run!"
"Go report to the police!"
The crowd was suddenly frightened and in chaos. Some went to report to the police, while others carried their shoulder poles and hurriedly left this dangerous place.
Some ordinary people hurriedly closed their shops, fearing that they would not only make little money from tattooing but also get into trouble!
The elderly people became stepping stones for many people to escape, and were trampled on by the women, young people, and strong men who were running very fast.
"He's not... a human?"
The common people who were trampled to the ground and spitting blood saw that the Taoist boy seemed to have mutated?
I saw that the wound where he was hit by the dragon-hunting arrow was spreading to his face with bloody veins.
Sharp silver scales pierced through the flesh, from the arm to the exposed half-arm shoulder.
Seeing this, the wounded common people who were trampled and lying on the ground were so frightened that their pupils dilated and they got up and ran away.
"How can scales grow on a person's body?"
As the elderly and injured people fled, they looked at the Taoist boy with doubts from time to time.
It is unheard of and unseen for a human to have scales on his body. If it is not a monster, then it must be a dragon?
They ran halfway and became confused. They looked at each other and stopped running. As if they had reached some kind of consensus, they stood not far away and watched the changes of the Taoist boy closely.
“Ah——!” A dragon roar pierced the sky and soared into the clouds. The Taoist boy instantly turned into a human figure with a dragon’s tail. His clothes were torn to pieces by the huge dragon’s tail. He looked at his master with his silvery eyes and called out, “Master, save me!”
He had the same broad shoulders as a human, but his shoulders were pierced by dragon scales as big as bowls!
He roared in pain!
Not long after, he covered his aching head with his hands, and soon a pair of one-foot-long and sharp dragon horns pierced his head.
His long jet-black hair instantly turned silver-white, and his hands, which were tightly protecting his head, were also pierced by dragon scales.
He struggled painfully in the air, and the huge dragon's tail smashed the shops on the street.
His human-like hands turned into dragon claws, but his face remained exactly the same as the skin and flesh of a normal person.
"Monster!"
Several ordinary people who were standing not far away and looking at him gasped in shock when they saw this scene!
At eighty years old, they were as strong as the wind and ran towards the closed door of Hengcheng County Government Office with held their breath.
"Master Weng, there is a monster. It has a body like a giant dragon, a face like a normal human, broad shoulders and a human face, and dragon scales as big as bowls on its body. Please ask the national master to subdue the monster!"
Yamen runner: “???”
Dozens of people heard the official report and opened the paint-chipped wooden door of the county government office in a bad mood, only to hear such exaggerated words from an extremely elderly commoner?
"Old man, Master Weng wants you to come in."
Although Weng Ruoyun had been playing around and had not returned to the county government office for several months, Weng Yan was there and would personally meet with the common people when he heard about their grievances.
The yamen runners, who were initially impatient, became somewhat closer to the common people after working with Weng Yan for a long time. They no longer refused to let the common people in if they did not have money to pay for their grievances as they had done in the past.
After a while, they led the people to a Huixian Courtyard, and the autumn wind was howling in the courtyard.
The flowers that bloomed in summer are beginning to wither, and the grass in the flower beds is also withering a little.
I don't know when autumn came quietly, making the courtyard, which was once full of green pines, seem a little deserted?
"Sir Weng, you..."
Several common people followed the yamen runners into the courtyard of Huixian Hall, and they looked at the open door and called out.
It seems like they can only feel at ease when they see Weng Yan?