"Heeheehee, Demon Race World, East Sea Coast."
With her hands on her hips, Hei Ji proudly announced it to Jiang Lin.
"How about that? This Queen is impressive, right?" Hei Ji lifted her little head, her tiny nostrils pointing upward with confidence.
"Jiang Lin? Hey, Jiang Lin? Jiang Lin!"
Hei Ji had been waiting for Jiang Lin, that Big Pig Trotter, to praise her. But after waiting left and right without hearing anything, she realized the boy was spacing out. Hei Ji hopped up on her little feet and bit down on Jiang Lin's arm.
"Hiss—what are you doing? Are you a cat or something? It hurts, it hurts!"
Bitten awake, Jiang Lin swung his arm up and down, and Hei Ji swayed along with it.
"Hmph!" Hei Ji released his arm and landed on the ground, turning her little head away. "Who told you not to listen to me?"
"I heard you." Jiang Lin rubbed her head. "But sorry, I really was a little distracted."
Jiang Lin's eyes held a trace of complicated tenderness and a tiny bit of sorrow. "But do we really have to go to the Demon Race World?"
"Of course we do." Hei Ji's eyes lit up again. "That old man said a true dragon appeared at the East Sea Coast of the Demon Race World. There is lots of dragon fortune there. This Queen is going to transform into a dragon! And maybe I can even become friends with her."
At this point, Hei Ji's eyes were filled with anticipation, as if she were about to meet one of her own kind.
However, one was a black python that had yet to transform into a jiao, while the other was the only true dragon in the world. Strictly speaking, they did not seem to