She couldn't help but close her eyes and enjoy it. Even if he slowly sank into this mass of liquid, it had no effect at all. There is no obstacle to breathing, but the body is very warm, and even the soul has a feeling of being nourished.

That comfortable feeling really can't be described in words, Lin Su can only say that he feels like he has returned to his mother's body. Warm and secure, she wanted to curl up and get a good night's sleep.

Not only that, but she felt as if there was an influx of power in the pores of her body. There's no malice, it's like nourishment.

If Lin Su opened his eyes at this time, he could see that the dragon boss lowered his head, revealing one eye to look at Lin Su who was slowly sinking.

Lin Su was in the liquid, and the dragon boss did not leave, but lay not far away, checking Lin Su's condition from time to time, and after learning that it was okay, he also lay on his stomach and stared at the eggshell that seemed small not far away, but in Lin Su's opinion, it was like a huge swimming pool.

There was a hint of warmth in the eyes of the dragon boss, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Of course, these Lin Su naturally didn't know. At this time, she curled her body, bit a thumb, her expression was slightly stretched, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was having some great dream.

On the other side, the blown white rat lifted its barrier in mid-air and rolled intact on the water. With some concern on his face, he looked at the dragon boss and Lin Su, who were no longer visible.

Although Lin Su has only been with it for a few days, it is very delicious.

So it thought about it and decided to go to Lin Su.

In the liquid, Lin Su didn't know the passage of time, and naturally he didn't know how long he had been soaking in it. I don't know if the dragon boss used the tips of his claws to turn her over from time to time.

After a while, the white mouse gradually approached, and saw the dragon boss crawling to the side of the eggshell.

The gaze carefully restrained his breath, with its size, as long as it was not too presumptuous, the dragon boss would hardly treat it, let alone care about its existence. It looked around, and there was Lin Su's breath, but it didn't know where Lin Su was.

However, the white mouse still glanced at the half of the eggshell with a greedy eye, you must know that the contents of this eggshell are what all contract spirit beasts and wild spirit beasts yearn for. The reason why it came over was that it hoped to get even a little bit of it.

The eggshell was translucent, and the white mouse looked around and didn't see any trace of Lin Su, but when it crawled to the feet of the dragon boss, it unexpectedly saw a figure faintly visible inside the eggshell.

It can't be Lin Su in it, right?

Thinking of this, the whole rat life of the white mouse was shocked.

Lin Su seems to be a human being, how can a human be recognized by the dragon boss?But even if it doesn't believe it, Lin Su is now in the eggshell, absorbing what it dreams of, it simply makes it scratch its ears and cheeks.

"Squeak, squeak. The white mouse shouted at the dragon boss.

The dragon boss tilted his head slightly, and an invisible coercion directly swept through the white mouse's body, and suddenly it once again felt its body become stiff. The big guy really deserves to be the big guy, but in order for his rat life to go further, he must hug the dragon boss's thigh. Let it give itself a lost eggshell liquid.

However, the dragon boss only glanced at it slightly, and then turned his head here, looking at Lin Su inside the eggshell with warmth. Lying on top of his paw, he used another paw to turn Lin Su over from time to time.

The white mouse watching is so envious and jealous that it hates it, and its bloodline is also very good, why does the big man Mao Long recognize himself?

Thinking about it like this, the white mouse was a little deflated, and suddenly remembered that Lin Su used a sword to cut a thin slice on the horn of the dragon boss at that time, could it be that he had to use a sword to cut and eat?

Although I think so, it's no longer a show. So I could only lie beside me helplessly, waiting for Lin to wake up.

But after lying on the ground for a while, it felt that since the dragon boss didn't drive himself away, he couldn't get the eggshell liquid, and it was okay to smell it, so he simply crawled to the side of the eggshell, and sure enough, smelling the smell inside that fascinated it, he felt that the whole rat life was complete.

The dragon boss naturally noticed the movement of this flea, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Time passed day by day, and the matter of Lin Su's disappearance from Siyin Pavilion had long since subsided, and the people in the wilderness were hiding in Tibet, but there were still many people in the wilderness who were caught, and then auctioned to the bigwigs of the cultivation realm, the cultivation sects, the family, etc.

But they also knew that if they wiped out all the people in the wilderness, it would not be so easy for them to continue the bloodline like they are now. That's why every once in a while, they go to harvest for a while.

It's as if they were kept in captivity, but the people of the wilderness are also human beings, and since they are human beings, they don't want to die, even if they survive, they must live.

"Daddy, how long will it be before we live in hiding like this!" said a young man in the wilderness to his elderly father, his expression deeply worried.

However, his father turned his head to look at the temple behind him, and they were hunted down by a group of cultivators, and finally had to hide in the temple of the wilderness, which was their last fortress.

"Son, the sun god will not give up on us. The old man muttered.

Although the young man was a little uncertain in his heart, he looked at the place of the temple with hope. They are all about to be extinct, and when will they be able to redeem them, O gods they believe.

"Daddy, do we really have a day to rise?" the young man muttered as well, not so much asking the old man as talking to himself.

"Yes, as long as the power of our bloodline is resurrected, we will be able to drive out the cultivators forever. The old man looked into the distance, and seemed to be able to feel the blood in his body boiling again, he believed that they would not have a day when the clan would be wiped out, and they would definitely be able to drive out all the cultivators, and they would definitely make the Fuhuang clan stronger.

In this way, every person in the wilderness has heard from his elders, but can the power of the bloodline really be resurrected? Some people in the wilderness have waited all their lives, but they have not waited for the day when the power of the bloodline boils, can they really wait?

No one gave them an answer, and even if they were in perpetual despair, they were filled with a glimmer of hope.

The Fuhuang Temple was their last fortress, and because there was a trace of divine power, cultivators couldn't enter. But the divine power of the temple has gradually disappeared, and when the divine power disappears, they will truly become cattle, and will be kept in captivity by humans, becoming seeds for them to multiply.