"Fu Cang"
Prince Changqin was taken aback, he actually used sword energy to turn into a dragon to bite the princess of the Zhuyin family, what a hatred even if they have dragon scales, they are pure Jun!
As soon as the words fell, the golden dragon turned into an endless tide, like a huge and smooth golden silk cloth, poured into the huge mouth of Ba Snake Maharaja, and forced its fangs to prevent them from closing. The general's figure flickered, and he chased into the belly of Ba Snake like a shooting star. 〔. s. #
The dense turbid air and poisonous mist instantly enveloped Fu Cang's body, making it difficult for him to move. He recited the mantra, and the golden dragon immediately swam over vigorously and hovered around him, shaking away the poisonous mist of the stale gas, but saw that there were many white bones soaked in the green venom in the snake's belly, which should have been swallowed by him earlier The bones of mortals, against the blood-red cavity, are particularly terrifying and strange.
The generals who were sucked into the belly of Bashe just now were all soaked in the venom. Seeing that they couldn't survive, Fu Cang flew back and forth countless times, but he still couldn't find Xuan Yi. The poison has no effect on her, and it is impossible to be harmed by these venoms.
But where is she? She is like a ball of white snow that melted into Ba snake's belly.
In the turbulent turbid air, a trace of yin and cold power suddenly caught him, Fu Cang turned and galloped away, but saw that the blood-red cavity without venom was covered with a lot of blood, and it was gone. Formed into Bing Zhu Yin's blood, Chun Jun actually hurt her so badly.
He bent down and picked up a palm-sized pitch-black dragon scale from the pool of frozen blood. There is more than one piece of Dragon Princess' dragon scale in the pool of blood, at least five or six scales can be seen at a rough glance.
Fu Cang held those dragon scales in his hand, looked around, and sure enough, there was another pool of frozen blood not far away, and several dragon scales also fell on it. He picked up all the dragon scales and followed the bloodstain all the way. The last pool of blood was bigger than the previous ones. There were more than a dozen scales falling in the blood, and there was a golden ring stained with blood.
Fu Cang picked up the golden ring very slowly, feeling all the hustle and bustle in his mind suddenly become dead silent.
The drizzle with turbidity fell one after another. If it was in the upper realm, Zhixi would like rainy days very much. Usually in Mingxing Hall, when she is most leisurely, she likes to listen to the sound of rain to practice calligraphy, or play a qin. In this way, self-cultivation and self-cultivation.
But the rain in the lower realm really made her unable to relax, and the turbid air that fell with the rain was so dense that her body, which had just been tortured not long ago, began to ache again.
The general in charge was right, the severe pain of the Sun's Radiance empowerment was enough to make a little **** like her faint for three days, but she didn't faint when she was tortured, she felt that her heart hurt ten thousand times more than her body.
Probably in her short half life, she believed in the belief that everything can be obtained smoothly as long as she works hard. She really worked hard, and she did get what she wanted, so she always believed that heaven and earth are fair, and she always believed in Proud of his own impartiality.
It's just that the existence of Xuan Yi broke everything she believed in. It turned out that there was never any fairness in the relationship. Fu Cang didn't pay attention to her efforts, and Shao Yi completely rejected her.
The rain was getting thicker and denser, Zhixi stopped swinging the soft sword, and drew it back to her waist panting. The colleagues were all sent away by the convening order of the Ministry of War to deal with Lord Ba Snake. She had just been sentenced for a few days, and the general in charge still took good care of her and didn't ask her to follow. She wanted to come out to practice swords and exercise her muscles and bones, but this For a while, the turbidity was too heavy, and it was really uncomfortable.
She turned around and was about to go back to the general's palace, when suddenly she felt a dark wind howling behind her, followed by something that slammed into the forest, and the turbid air rushed towards her face.
She was taken aback, clenched the soft sword tightly and took a few steps back. She might not be able to kill the demons in her current state. Judging from the degree of turbidity, she might be very powerful.
She hid behind a tall locust tree, looked around carefully, but saw a short bush not far away shaking violently, and suddenly stood up a giant black dragon, surrounded by turbid air, and was in extreme pain in the bush Twisting, the black and glowing dragon scales fell off one by one, and the blood flowed into the rainwater beach, staining the ground red, and then forming ice inch by inch.
This is Zhuyin Dragon Shen Zhixi gasping for breath, who was infected by the turbid air? Judging from the size, could it be Lord Xiaolong?
Zhixi stopped in amazement and watched her clutching her abdomen, where blood gushed out, as if she had suffered a severe trauma, not only that, she also had the same deep wound on her back, as if she was bitten out by something What can bite the dragon-scaled Zhuyinshi
The heavy panting echoed in the empty forest, the red shadow twisted painfully on the ground, dragon scales fell on the ground one by one, and the turbidity on her body became heavier and heavier. Zhixi looked at her in astonishment as she occasionally raised her face, that beautiful face was also **** and bloody, surrounded by pitch-black turbidity, and returned to normal after a while.
Zhixi couldn't help gasping, the red figure struggling in the forest moved suddenly, and landed in front of her like lightning, the dense black ice blades were about to pierce her, but stopped in front of her suddenly Inches.
The dragon scales gradually stopped falling, Xuan Yi's face was pale, he covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen, staring at her with scorching eyes, the ice blade didn't pierce it, but he didn't retreat either.
Zhixi felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and it took half a day to find her own voice: "You are hurt."
Xuan Yi panted heavily, but still didn't speak, his sharp gaze was glued to her face, and after a long, long time, his gaze finally became softer.
"Senior Sister." Her voice was a little hoarse, "Don't say it."
Does she mean that the dragon scales have fallen or been injured, or is it the crazy turbidity that has been gradually restrained into the body?
Xuan Yi spoke again, with a slow tone: "Senior sister, promise me."
Is she infected with turbidity or
Zhixi stared blankly at the blood bubbling from between her fingers, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, this little princess was also injured before she grew Qilongscale. At that time, she and Gu Ting found an ancient prescription to replace it. She cooks Shiquan Dabu soup every day.
She couldn't help whispering: "What should you do if your injury is serious?"
Xuan Yi didn't answer, because he was injured by Hua Xu's sword energy, even if he had the ability to heal, it was very slow to heal. Panting, she withdrew the ice blade, turned around and was about to leave, Zhixi subconsciously grabbed her wrist: "Don't go that way"
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Unexpectedly, this red and slender figure suddenly trembled, went limp, and fell heavily on the muddy ground. Zhixi hurriedly picked her up, the wounds on her abdomen and back were too deep, and Zhuyin's method was useless, so she couldn't be healed with the rejuvenation technique. She felt at a loss and looked around in a panic, feeling a little guilty for no reason, as if she was afraid of being seen by the generals.
After wandering around for a while, Zhixi picked up all the dragon scales on the ground, carefully washed away the frozen blood with rain and dew, and made sure that there were no traces left, and then rose vigilantly against the wind to pick up the densely branched and leafy dragon scales. Flying around, zigzagging for a long time, it landed in a mountain depression, with a wave of its long sleeves, the trees on the ground were immediately twisted and straightened by the spell, and weaved into a tree house of not too big or too small.
She was probably insane. Xuan Yi's situation was so weird that he should have reported it to the general in charge. If he was infected by turbid air, there should be a corresponding rescue method.
But subconsciously, she felt that it was probably not infected by the turbid air. Xuan Yi's dragon scales seemed to be torn off by the turbid air in her body. If she reported it to the general in charge, it would be bad for Xuan Yi.
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