"Yes, you are the dragon girl---- Mu Qian!"

Langya hoarsely followed the temptation: "You are the youngest sister of the kiss, and you are the only princess of the Tianwang Palace in Jiwei Mountain!" You are Aojiang's favorite little daughter, you are the dragon girl Mu Qian! ”

"Dragon Lady...... Mu Qian! ”

The old lady murmured, slowly spreading her arms.

"I ...... How did you get to be like this? She looked at herself quizzically.

After a moment of confusion, the old lady seemed to remember something, she smiled bitterly, and then sighed lowly: "Yes...... It's my own ......" as he spoke, slowly lowering his eyes, and his voice gradually lowered, until he was almost inaudible.

I looked at the old lady suspiciously, and was listening attentively, but I saw her look up suddenly, and her eyes returned to the sharp and indifferent appearance they had when they first met.

Langya looked a little relieved when she saw this, and the whole person unloaded her strength and leaned on me softly.

"Are you alright?" I asked cautiously.

"What can happen?" Langya chuckled lightly and said calmly: "Just rest for a while." ”

"Oh!"

I hurriedly adjusted my kneeling posture, and then carefully supported Langya's shoulders, trying not to look at the mottled blood stains on his body.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, and then walked up to me.

"Thanks to the help of the Venerable, this piece of cloud and mud is a thank you gift, and I hope that the Venerable will not give up." As she spoke, the old lady took out a thin leaf-like thing from her bosom and handed it to Langya.

I took a look and saw a heart-shaped leaf the size of a chicken egg lying quietly in the old lady's thin palm, green and transparent, which looked very pleasant.

"What is this?"

I reached out curiously to take it, but I heard Langya say lightly: "No need." ”

I hesitated for a moment and was about to retract my hand, but the old lady couldn't help but shove the leaf into my hand and said, "Take it." ”

"This ......"

I looked at Langya in embarrassment, but saw him frowning, and said to the old lady a little impatiently: "Since I have used your dragon moult, I will not break my word." Take back this piece of mud. ”

The old lady shook her head, looked at Langya and said: "The little fox has already urged the dust to bloom, and now the time is approaching, if the Venerable Lord does not recover his mana as soon as possible, I am afraid that the flower will be defeated." ”

Langya's face turned cold when she heard this.

The old lady added faintly: "I don't want to be the untrustworthy person if I want to come to the honor!" ”

"I regret making a deal with Aojiang." Langya was silent for a long time, and said expressionlessly. The old lady did not move, but stood steadily.

Langya finally sighed and compromised: "That's it, just say it, what do you want to exchange this piece of cloud mud for?" ”

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The moon is in the middle of the sky.

I sat on the wall of the wooden mansion with my chin propped up, bored watching the wine fairy busy in the courtyard.

Langya finally used the cloud mud.

He wrapped the cloud in aura, and then slowly melted away.

Langya said, cloud mud is the king of the dragon clan ---- the claws of the Ao River, placed on the roof of the palace of the king of Jiwei Shandong, guarded by the kiss of the dragon nine sons, after three thousand years of scorching heat and winter, through the snow soaked in rain and thunder and lightning sun, gradually weathered into a fine sand, and then wrapped in the laziness of the dragon three sons mocking the wind, put into the endless abyss under the Jiwei Mountain, ups and downs for five thousand years, and finally turned into a handful of broken gold, through the five sons of the dragon to quench the sly, and then forged into a half-foot-high thousand leaf tree. This tree was planted on the clouds of the thirty-three heavens, guarded by the four sons of the dragon, and suffered from thousands of years of sunlight, and finally the golden leaves all became verdant, and then the tree was put on the tuyere of the seven heavens, and let the wind knife like a blade rage, blowing down a tree of green.

"All the leaves that were blown off by the wind dissipated, and in the end, only three or five of the thousands of leaves were left to hang on the branches, and these remaining leaves were 'cloud mud'. ---- Langya said.

Langya also said that the claws of the dragon clan are a good medicine for healing, and the claws of the dragon king are the holy products, and then after the dragon son has been tempered for many years, selected by the wind for thirty-three days, the remaining cloud mud is a strange thing that can live and die human flesh and bones---- but any piece, even if it is a demon that is dying, it can be restored to its original state.

I saw that Langya's face was really much better, and he no longer looked pale and weak, so I couldn't help but want to ask for a piece, but he threw it to the wall with his neck.

What do you say, I'm making a mess and letting me stay on the wall......

"It's clear that the face is not big enough, and I can't get a second piece of cloud mud, okay!"

I muttered stupidly, but I heard the old lady's sneer ringing in my ears.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw the old lady standing tremblingly on the wall at some point.

"How did you get up so high? Be careful! ”

I hurriedly held the old lady's arm to help her sit down, but she quietly shook her off.

"I'm not old enough to ask you for help." The old lady said with a little annoyance.

"If you don't let me help, forget it."

I wrinkled my nose and continued to watch the Brewmaster dig holes in the ground.

Langya gave the wine fairy 128 wooden beads, and asked him to correspond to the stars in the sky and set up a soul array, so the wine fairy happily pocketed the beads with his clothes, and then took the array map given by Langya to dig the pit all over the yard, and buried the beads into the pit one by one.

Langya himself stood under the porch and watched, occasionally saying: Deviated, two inches to the right---- Jiuxian gave up the pit that had been dug halfway, and then measured two inches on the right side of the pit, and then happily continued to plane.

It's so spineless---- it's so happy to dig a hole!

I yawned boredly.

Mu Qian said: "If you feel sleepy, go and rest with you for a while, so as not to be distracted by provoking respect here." ”

No return?

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that she was talking about Rainbow Dash, and I felt angry---- I hated the name 'No Return' from the bottom of my heart, and I hated it! But this old lady still has a 'no return', she really me off!

I wanted to have a seizure, but looking at the old lady's wrinkled face, I endured it again, and held it back to the end, only to say sullenly, "It's not that I don't want to return, it's Rainbow Dash!" ”

For some reason, at the mention of 'no return,' I felt as if something was really going to leave me.

"I don't like the name 'No Return'!" I hate the word.

"Why don't you like it?" Mu Qian sneered: "Who are you from that little fox?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and when I understood, I suddenly felt speechless.

Oh, yes! Who am I from Rainbow Dash?

It's just a passer-by who meets in Pingshui! Rainbow Dash doesn't pay attention to my feelings!

Remembering that Rainbow Dash was holding my neck before, looking like she wanted to kill me quickly, I felt a chill down my spine for a moment.

Rainbow Dash ...... What's going on?

What did he see in the vision?

Why did he frown at me as soon as he came out of the illusion? Obviously, he was a happy and interesting little fox before, why did his temperament change so much in a blink of an eye?

I curled up and rested my chin on my knees in thought.

A blue moire coat came into my sight, and I looked up in confusion to see Langya standing under the wall at some point.

"Come down."

As he spoke, he spread his arms and made a gesture to catch me.

I let out a mumbled "oh" and jumped off the wall with a thud.

It wasn't until I fell into Langya's solid arm that I came back to my senses.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable, and was about to break free from Langya's arms, but he bent down and put me on the ground, and then stroked my scattered hair without distraction, and said softly: "Wait and stand behind me, be careful of injury." ”

“...... Oh! ”

I obediently shrank behind Langya, feeling that I was too unbearable for a while---- why I couldn't think of something lately! This bamboo demon is simple-minded, but he just helped me casually, and I was able to give birth to the idea that men and women would not kiss, which is really not serious!

Don't be so filthy again!

I admonished myself secretly, and then watched Langya perform the spell.

Langya said that if you want to find Princess Yihan, who has already been reincarnated in the vast sea of people, you must first go to the Netherworld Mansion to find the dust edge that belongs to Princess Yihan, and then put the dust edge in the soul dementor array, and urge it to bloom with a floating dream. The moment the flower blooms, the reincarnated soul will be pulled by it and will involuntarily rush to the soul array, never dying.

Now, the fate of the dust has been obtained, and I accidentally used a sacrificial dance to urge it to bloom, Langya said, now as long as the wine fairy planted the soul array, he can urge the formation to summon Yihan.

I asked Langya if it was very demonic to urge the Soul Array, but Langya didn't answer, but asked me if I really wanted to help the wine fairy.

I hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Speaking of which, Jiuxian and Yihan are also a pair of hard-working people, missing each other, but they are nostalgic. Putting aside the previous prejudices, if there is fate, I hope that these two can renew their marriage.

Seeing this, Langya smiled warmly and said: If you like it, I will respond, but it is just a soul array, as far as I am concerned, it is not a problem.

After a pause, he said: "You are so cautious to ask again and again, but in ......"

"In what?"

Seeing Langya's hesitation, I couldn't help asking.

Langya didn't ask any more, just looked at me thoughtfully, smiled dumbly after a while, and then her eyes were full of solemnity.

"Little fox, stand back."

Langya said warmly.

I don't know what this bamboo demon is crazy again, but after all, I saw too much of his moodiness, so I took two steps back and watched him slowly raise his hand.

A complicated and simple handprint was formed, condensed into a flowing band of light with the gesture, and then, a sudden gust of wind suddenly rose in the empty courtyard.

The sycamore trees on the shadow wall in the distance are luxuriant, and the broad leaves hang low, standing still.

This wind seems to be only circling outside the dementor array.

I hugged my head hard, but I couldn't stop the three thousand troubles from being blown into a nest of grass, and the ends of my hair flew wildly, crackling on my face, and it hurt.

I squatted down with my head in my hands, and then looked at the wine fairy and the old lady Mu Qian, who were also embarrassed, and suddenly felt that my heart was balanced.

"Squat down!" I waved my hand at the old lady who was staggering in the wind: "The wind will be much lighter when you squat!" ”

The old lady didn't move, she was still struggling to hold on, but the wine fairy squatted down regardless of the image when she heard the words, hugged her head in my appearance, and then looked at Langya with admiration and said, "It's still amazing!" ”

Hmm, it's just that the mana is stronger!

Although I pouted and made a disdainful gesture, I couldn't help but be full of envy.

In the raging wind, Langya is safe, her slender figure is as tall as a bamboo, her blue clothes are hanging down, the lines are not moving, and a pair of white and slender hands are flying up and down, with wisps of streamer, as transparent as jade.

The young green bamboo shoots break through the soil, and then grow when they see the wind, and in an instant, they generate a pole of green bamboo, without branches and leaves.

The bare bamboo poles are lined up in a array, coping with the stars in the sky, and a little starlight is bursting out. The starlight condensed on the tip of the bamboo, like a firefly living with grass, gradually converging into a fist-sized ball of light.

"It's time!"

Mu Qian looked at Langya's back and muttered.