Su Mengmeng let the two swords reminisce in place, and he and Gao Ziyang went to unravel the spell of Aolong.

Su Mengmeng looked at the curse on the chain that trapped the dragon, and said that it was not difficult at all.

"The soul binding spell is easy to solve, to put it bluntly, as long as it is not the bound soul itself, other people who know a little bit will know how to solve it. Su Mengmeng rolled her eyes helplessly.

She thought it was a big problem, but it turned out to be a small soul binding spell!

Others who know spells: ...... Sorry, we won't! Soul Bending Spell, that's a long-lost spell!

"Then help me untie it!" The thought that he could travel for nine days again made his heart unexcited.

Qing Han looked at the excited Aolong and smiled, he knew that what this stinky dragon liked most was freedom, and the first time he fell asleep was when he pulled him to sleep together, otherwise, this guy would definitely turn the whole world upside down.

"Say it in advance, the outside world is not the same as before, you can restrain your temper a little, and don't drive the clouds at will, it's easy to be discovered!"

"I know, I know, you have been a bad guy for so many years, and you haven't changed it!" Aolong plucked his ears and spoke a little impatiently.

"You're impatient, I'm here for your good. Qing Han crossed his hands on his hips, looking like a shrew scolding the street.

Su Mengmeng silently took a step back, looked at Qing Han, and shook her head incredulously: My cold sword spirit!

Like a wronged little daughter-in-law, Aolong glanced at Qing Han secretly, his mouth was deflated, and he stopped talking.

Su Mengmeng and Gao Ziyang: ...... The sense of being on the wrong set is here again.

Qing Han said to Su Mengmeng: "Master, let's start!"

"Ahh

Seeing Su Mengmeng's expression, Qing Han knew that his cold image was gone, but in order to save this stinky dragon, he couldn't help it!

Su Mengmeng looked at Gao Ziyang, who was carrying a schoolbag, and asked, "Did you bring yellow table paper?"

"Bring, bring!" Gao Ziyang stupidly handed over his schoolbag.

Su Mengmeng looked at Gao Ziyang, who was slower than herself, and felt more comfortable.

Su Mengmeng took out all the things in the bag, and then nodded to Gao Ziyang with satisfaction: "It's not bad, the things are quite complete!"

Gao Ziyang touched his head and said, "It's better to be taught by the master!"

Su Mengmeng picked up a piece of yellow table paper that had not been used yet, kept moving in her hands, and said to Qing Han: "Qing Han, take some Aolong's blood, ordinary blood is fine!"

"Oh!" Qing Han picked up Aolong's hand and swiped his fingers lightly on his palm, and Aolong's palm bled out.

Chill cast a spell so that his blood would not drip to the ground, and then healed the dragon's wounds.

Su Mengmeng took the blood of Aolong, stirred it with cinnabar, and then took out a brush and began to draw talismans with cinnabar mixed with blood.

A spell relief talisman was quickly drawn, and it was done in one go, without a bit of mud and water.

Aolong looked at Su Mengmeng, who was skillful, and his eyes were a little complicated.