Xiao Jinlong continued: "I look at your injuries, I'm afraid it will be a little troublesome if you don't heal them." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoI'll go up and stop them in a moment, and you can heal here in peace. When your injuries are stabilized, leave with this girl immediately.

As long as you are more than 500 kilometers away from them, it shouldn't be so easy for them to track you down again. I'll be there to meet you later. You don't have to worry about how I find you, I have my own way. ”

Ye Yuntian was obviously stunned after hearing this, and then said respectfully: "Lord Xie Longshen! Yuntian knows. ”

After speaking, he sat down at the foot of the tower, held the little girl in his left hand, and pinched a seal with his right hand to begin to heal, guiding the medicinal power he had just eaten into his whole body and nourishing the injured meridians.

Xiao Jinlong watched Ye Yuntian sit down quietly to heal his injuries, his slightly immature face calm.

There is no panic that is thrown out of place because of the disaster.

Thinking that he is only sixteen years old, it is really not easy to be as calm as he is.

At a young age, he already had the image of a grandmaster, and the color of admiration flashed in the eyes of the little golden dragon.

It's just that what makes Xiao Jinlong feel strange is why he always feels a sense of intimacy with Ye Yuntian? Could it be that some powerful person in the fairy world was reincarnated and trained in the world, and what does it have to do with himself? Otherwise, it doesn't make sense that he will feel so close to Ye Yuntian!

But now is not the time to think about it. No matter what, we will protect him and the two of them today. After thinking about it, his body flickered, and he was already in mid-air.

The little golden dragon was in mid-air, his hands were continuously sealed, and a layer of pale golden light fell from the sky to the foot of the Liuhe Pagoda, enveloping the entire Liuhe Pagoda and Ye Yuntian under the tower.

Ye Yuntian's voice heard the voice of the little golden dragon in his ears: "Little guy, I have used my spiritual power to create an enchantment to protect you, they will not find you under the Liuhe Tower, and after an hour, the enchantment will disappear, so you have an hour to heal."

After a while, you will carry this dragon scale, remember not to put it in the mustard seed space, so within a thousand miles, I will naturally be able to sense you and meet you, remember not to lose it. ”

Ye Yuntian opened his eyes and looked at a piece of dragon scales floating in front of him, about the size of a baby's palm, flashing with a layer of dreamlike faint golden light, on the surface of the dragon scales, layers of mysterious symbols seemed to be constantly changing and composing, and then dispersed, circulating again and again, very beautiful.

He hurriedly stretched out his right hand to take Long Lin, thought about it and put it in the inner pocket close to his chest. But I was thinking in my heart, this dragon scale is magical at a glance. After it is safe, I have to find something to string it up and hang it around Ye'er's neck, and it is not easy to lose it, and then I will return it to Lord Longshen.

Ye Yuntian was trying to heal his wounds, and in mid-air, the little golden dragon had already faced the five sons of the plum blossoms and the Lan Guzi of Youlan Peak, who were chasing after him.

Nalan girl's dress is flying, her figure is slender, she is a beauty from a distance, but she can only be regarded as delicate when she looks close. The six of them were intercepted by the little golden dragon in the middle of the air, and they were taken aback.

Women love beauty by nature, and Lan Guzi naturally also practiced the art of rejuvenation, plus cultivation, although she is nearly seventy years old, she looks like she is only in her early thirties. It's a pity that she was hurt by love back then, her personality was extreme, and she often had a cold and delicate face, and after cultivating to the middle level of the Xuan Rank, she couldn't go up anymore because of her heart knot cultivation.

"Whoever comes, report your name!" The little golden dragon stood in mid-air, his expression was arrogant and indifferent, with a trace of dissatisfaction, and a trace of indescribable anger!

This gang of people attacked Baicaomen in the world, thinking that the remaining two people in Baicaomen were not even twenty years old, but these people still had to kill them all, which made him very unhappy.

He said before that he would no longer have anything to do with Baicaomen in the future, but in his heart, how could he not have the slightest affection for Baicaomen?

Knowing the news that the ninth-generation sect master Ye Xinghui had also passed away, recalling the stories that had happened between the thousands of years of living in the mortal world and the previous generations of the sect masters of the Baicao Gate, how could it be said in a few simple words?

His heart is bitter and bitter at the moment, and all kinds of tastes are in his heart.

It's just that because of heavenly punishment, he can't kill people casually.

If he can return to Hangzhou one day earlier, at least he can save Ye Xinghui in time, and he still has this confidence. So it's false to say that he doesn't feel guilty at all, it's just that he hasn't shown it.

Lan Guzi and the others were about to descend, when they saw the little golden dragon blocking the way of the group in front of them, and raised their right hand upwards, and the five sons of plum blossoms stopped in mid-air with her.

In the sky, it was not pitch black, the stars in the sky were twinkling, and the faint soft light of the moonlight reflected on the face of the little golden dragon, which set off his extraordinary.

Lan Guzi looked at the handsome face of the little golden dragon in front of her with some surprise, which absolutely killed normal women in the world. A sense of disgust came to my mind, good-looking men don't have a good thing.

Suddenly, she was stunned to realize that the man in front of her was not Edgeworth in the air, but a two-meter-square two-colored cloud beneath his feet.

The pale blue clouds were covered with a layer of golden light, misty and beautiful.

In the cultivation exercises, there is a detailed introduction to the classification of auspicious clouds and cultivation:

Those who cultivate the ground level can have clouds under their feet and walk on the clouds, and the clouds are white at this time.

The heavenly steps or above are two-color clouds.

If it is a three-colored cloud, it must be the strongest supreme in the fairy world, and its cultivation is second only to "god";

If the four-colored clouds are reached, it is a significant sign of becoming a "god".

The five-colored clouds are the most popular, known as the "auspicious clouds", which are owned by the guardian gods of the Three Realms and their battle spirit pets.

The depth of the cloud color also represents the level of realm cultivation, and the deeper the cloud color, the highest cultivation in the same level.

The long-distance sword flight, the physical and spiritual power of the six people consumed a lot, especially the plum blossom five sons were only advanced in the yellow rank, and the tracking for more than two hours tonight had already made them sweat, and the heat showed through the mask, but it was formed into a thin layer of hoarfrost by the cold air in the sky.

That is, Lan Guzi's Xuan-level intermediate cultivation, he didn't feel much, but he was by no means as relaxed and casual as the young man in front of him who looked like a walk in the back garden of his home.

She took a closer look at the two-colored clouds under the feet of the little golden dragon again, her pupils shrank, and she only felt incredulous in her heart: "It's not good, could it be a heaven-level cultivator?" How is this possible? Isn't that cultivation the best in the world? ”

The little golden dragon has been traveling in the human world for twelve years, and finally broke through the advanced level of the earth level and reached the primary level of the heavenly level two years ago, and his lifespan has been as long as ten thousand years.

Lan Guzi's facial muscles began to twitch a little.

In front of the Heavenly Order, there is no trace of comparison at all.

Thinking of this, she gently took out a jade plaque and held it in her hand, and then clasped her hands into fists, and replied respectfully: "The faint flowing water and the moon are clear springs, an orchid blooms alone, I am the Lan sister-in-law of the third son of Youlan Peak in Yangtian Valley." What is the name of this senior? Why are you holding me back? ”