Death Valley, somewhere in a hidden valley.

Zi Tong sutured the last wound behind Weiyang, knotted her hair, and put away the stitches.

Carefully sprinkled the powder on his wound, Zi Tong carefully straightened his body, wrapped Weiyang's wound tightly with gauze circle by circle, finally knotted the ends, and finally, stuffed two pills into his mouth.

"Alright." Carefully placing him on the ground, Purple Pupil stood up, "I have helped you recover all the wounds, with your dragon clan's recovery ability, it should be able to recover within two or three, now, I'm leaving." ”

His wounds were so severe that it took her two full days to complete his wounds.

On the stone ground, Weiyang's eyes were dim, and his face was as pale as paper, even though the dragon clan's recovery ability was very high, but the lost dragon blood was far from being remedied.

"Purple Pupil, don't go!"

"I have to go."

"If you go, you'll die."

"I'm going to die."

"Don't you forget...... You have a contract, and if you die, he will die. ”

"What?" Purple Pupil turned her face and looked at him, "Hasn't the contract between the two of us been terminated?" ”

"The blood contract is based on blood, unless God can tear it, Beichen has not yet reached the realm of the true god, it is impossible for him to tear that contract."

"But why can't I feel him?" Purple Hitomi frowned and asked.

"I don't know." Weiyang gasped, struggled to support his body, and sat up, "Purple Pupil, if you believe me...... Only...... Come with me. ”

"Weiyang ......" purple pupils pursed her lips, "I think, you should know, I ......"

"I know, what you want is Beichen." Weiyang unfolded his palm, "Look at this." ”

Weiyang stretched out his fingers and sent over a thick pile of drawing paper.

Purple Pupil took the drawing paper suspiciously, and on the first one, a small baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, carefully held in the arms of a handsome man with pointed ears, the man's clothes were very damaged, and it seemed that he had experienced a big war and was seriously injured.

Purple Pupil's heart shrank suddenly, and she raised her hand to take the first painting away.

In the second picture, a little girl about two or three years old is depicted, and a boy of seven or eight years old is kneeling behind her, and the boy's facial features are very familiar.

The third, this time, is about five or six years old, and behind her stands a boy of eleven or twelve years old.

The girl's appearance was almost the same as that of her five or six years old, except that she was wearing the clothes of this place, and the boy's facial features had become more and more distinct, and there was some woodenness in his handsomeness.

"It's a purple disciple?!"

"Not bad."

Purple Pupil continued to look at it, and the portraits behind her basically revolved around this girl, and the girl gradually grew up.

Seventy or eight years old, ninety years old......

When she flipped to one of them, Purple Hitomi stopped again.

This time, the girl in the portrait is just a back, and in front of her, there is a flame burning.

That scene Zi Tong was extremely familiar, it was that after she had just woken up on this body, after feeding Lan Yu and Zi Mei aphrodisiacs, she deliberately set fire to the scene and watched the lively scene on the trees next to her.

In the back, she is still drawn.

She helped the star beast heal, she wore a big cloak to make all 36 star stones light up in the test field, and she sat on the roof and let a few guys fight to be her master......