Xiaoyaozi took advantage of the gap just now to rescue all six women, and when he was about to turn around to help Ying Long, Yuhao held his hand tightly and pulled him out of the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Ying Long broke free from the bubble and suddenly fell asleep.

"Dragon-Nine Dragon Diamond!"

"Dragon—Dragon Arm!"

The air drill mopped the floor, Ying Long jumped in front of the old woman, and the tip of the drill hit it like raindrops, the old woman's illusion was powerful, and she could fight in close quarters.

The old woman was still distracted and holding the flower pot, Ying Long's attack was too sharp, stabbing left and right, not giving her half a moment to breathe, after a few rounds, it was already dangerous, and the old woman's forehead was shocked into a cold sweat.

Ying Long held the air drill, one supported it, and shouted

"Dragon-Rush to the Mountains!"

The air drill slammed into the crutches, and immediately burst a crack, and the old woman's whole body was shocked, and she screamed, staggered a few steps, and was about to hit the table behind her.

Ying Long rushed forward, holding the end of the cane with one hand, trying to pull her back, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", a bright and dangling long sword was withdrawn from the cane, and the old woman sat on the ground, holding the flower pot carefully in her hand, for fear of breaking.

The old woman laughed dryly twice, and said in a sad voice:

"I lost to you, what is your name, whose apprentice?"

Seeing that she had been defeated, Ying Long hurriedly collected the qi drill, bowed down and saluted:

"My name is Ying Long, and Master is the Cloud Neutron of Jiuxiao Palace!" Ying Long thought that his master's name was not very bright, so he followed up and reported the name of his ancestor: "Master Jiuxiao Flower Farmer!"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then leaned back with a smile, and a few tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "You are his apprentice grandson, you are his apprentice grandson!" Her eyes sank, and she lovingly hugged the flower pot next to her, held it to her chest like a child, and asked softly:

"Does he still grow flowers?"

"Planted, planted! There is a sea of flowers planted in front of the thatched house of the ancestor!"

"Lan Wei Flower Sea?" the old woman's shriveled lips curved into a childlike innocent arc, and her eyes fell into some beautiful longing, and murmured: "Yes, yes, he said that he would plant a lot of flowers for me!"

"Old woman, do you know my ancestor?"

"No, I don't!" she stopped laughing, her face furrowed again, and she held her sword, put the pot aside, and shouted:

"I'll fight you again!"

She raised her sword and stabbed it, Ying Longqi had been collected, and the dragon qi in her right hand was moving

"Dragon—Sky Splitting Dragon's Claw"!

He was about to reach out and grab the blade of the sword, but the old woman's sword blade suddenly turned in mid-air, and actually stabbed at Qing'er beside Ying Long, leaving a gap in her chest, if Ying Long took the opportunity to slap hard, she would definitely fly out and her life would not be guaranteed, but Ying Long refused to let Liu Qing'er die, nor did he want the old woman to die.

The dragon claw didn't turn around, and he didn't have time to bless the "Tyrannosaurus Armor" on his body, and he thought for a moment that he had dragon blood, and it didn't hurt to receive her sword, so his body immediately leaned back and hit the sharp edge.

The sharp edge did not decrease, pierced into it for half a minute, Ying Long raised the dragon claw and patted it, although the sword was extremely tough, but it was also broken by the dragon claw, the broken sword scattered and flew away, and the wound on Ying Long's side was also pulled, the pain was unbearable, and a touch of dragon blood splashed out.

The old woman looked at the sword in her hand in astonishment and shouted

"I'll kill my apprentice, what's your business!"

Liu Qing'er supported Ying Long behind her, Ying Long stumbled, Qing'er couldn't stand it, and both of them fell to the ground.

The old woman pointed to Liu Qing'er and asked:

"You're in love with this kid, aren't you?"

Qing'er was silent.

The old woman raised her head to the sky and let out a long howl, as if she was crazy: "Okay, good, you are an old immortal, you actually sent your apprentice grandson to seduce my apprentice, so shameless!"

"Old woman, don't scold my ancestor!" Ying Long didn't know that this sword was coated with hallucinants, and at this moment his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't move, and muttered in a daze: "Don't scold my ancestor, there is a golden sea of flowers planted in front of his door, and when there is sunshine, it is very beautiful!"

Ying Long's words pierced his heart, and the old woman's scolding in her mouth gradually weakened, she couldn't stop crying, took a few steps back, and suddenly saw a small sprout emerging from the empty flower pot!

"What's going on?"

She looked at the golden dragon blood on the side of the flower pot and suddenly realized

"Do you want to use dragon blood?"

She hurriedly got up and rushed to Ying Long, but the dragon bloodline had already healed the wound.

She trembled and looked for the broken sword, and grabbed one in her hand, Ying Long was already dizzy and didn't resist, but Qing'er was in front of Ying Long.

"Master, you don't want to, don't kill him!"

"I don't kill him, I just take some dragon blood!"

Where is Qing'er willing to believe, she still stands in front of Ying Long, not backing down.

Seeing her so resolute, the old woman couldn't help but be furious, slapped Qing'er in front of her, paralyzed her to the ground, and stabbed her with the broken sword in her hand.

Seeing that the broken sword was about to be stabbed, Ying Long woke up violently, the dragon claws grabbed the sword body, and the old woman pressed half of her body with both hands, but she couldn't stab half of it.

Ying Long smiled bitterly: "Old woman, are you going to kill me?"

"I won't kill you, I just need some dragon blood!"

Ying Long's eyes stared into the distance, and he didn't seem to hear what the old woman said, and only after half a sound did he whimper: "I-can I redeem them for me?"

The old woman didn't say much, she took it out of her arms, and all seven deeds of sale were raised.

Ying Long saw the white paper flying all over the sky in a daze, and he understood everything.

"Old woman, I don't have any money for you!"

"I don't want money! I just need some dragon blood!"

Ying Long laughed heartily and said:

"Mother-in-law, do you have dragon blood? I have dragon blood, if I can redeem all seven girls, I will have as much as you want!"

The old woman's body trembled, and she choked up and said:

"I-I don't want a lot, I just need a little!

As soon as the dragon claws were loosened, the broken sword stabbed in, only to feel a chill in the chest, the dragon blood of the wound flowed out, the old woman poured the blood into the flower pot, the green seedlings grew even more, the flower stems were straight, the leaves were stretched and high-spirited, and when the last drop of dragon blood was dropped on the bud, the bud bloomed instantly, and in the dark fragrance, a delicate flower bloomed.

The old woman held it to her chest, her dry fingers pointed at each petal, and pointed at each leaf, as if counting the supreme treasures in the world, her eyes couldn't stop tears, slowly put down the flower pot, choked up:

"Die-dead old man, I-I won!"

The gurgling dragon blood flowed to her feet, reflecting her haggard and withered face, she covered her eyes and did not dare to look, suddenly remembering that she was old, how many years had passed, she asked blankly:

"How long has it been, and will you still marry me?"

She stood up with a smile, staggered over to Ying Long and Qing'er, and pinched her hands in her hands.

"Fantasy - Joy and Love!"

The air flow around the body swirled, and there was a slight breeze, which swirled around the two of them, Ying Long and Qing'er's injuries gradually healed, and gradually woke up in this breeze, and the two of them were puzzled when they saw that it was the old woman who saved them, and seeing that the old woman couldn't support it, Ying Long hurriedly stood up to help.

The old woman's face was pale, her eyes were full of tears, her hand tremblingly pointed to the flower pot in the distance, and said:

"Good boy, I will--give that pot of flowers to your ancestor, and just--just say-it's my mother-in-law of the Phantom Sect who won! He still ——, it, they are all dying people, what are you still nostalgic for this child's private feelings?"

Qing'er also ran over, her face lying on the old woman's chest, choked up, and the old woman's palm stroked Qing'er's long hair.

"Qing'er, Master—I'm sorry for you! Actually—love is actually very sweet!"

After she finished speaking, her head tilted, and she lost her breath, and the seven deeds of sale burned and turned into ashes.