The tree spirit tied Ling Youyou into a stick and held it in the air, and a branch turned into a sharp sword and pierced Ling Youyou's heart.

Yinmian didn't dare to hesitate, and shouted angrily: "Bold! The majestic voice was like a thunderbolt striking the old tree spirit, ready to pierce the branches of the tree.

"I only take a piece of fire core, and I don't want your 10,000-year-old foundation, but if you have to resist to the end, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Two withered yellow eyes grew on the trunk of the tree, and those eyes stared at the silver face for a while, and suddenly snorted: "Ignorant junior, the fire core is my instrument for absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and sending you a piece of it is detrimental to my cultivation." If you have the ability, you will take it, and if you don't have the ability, you will leave quickly, and don't lose your life. ”

A pair of cold eyes on the silver face suddenly released two golden rays of light, and with a long roar that shook the heavens and the earth, a golden dragon soared into the air. The sun shone on its scales, shooting out a thousand dazzling golden rays. It is really coercive and domineering.

With a "chirp", the fire phoenix reined in its momentum and landed on the canopy. The old dryad froze. The golden dragon is the most noble of the dragon family. He is the head of ten thousand dragons and the emperor of all demons. The golden dragon appeared and surrendered to the demons. The golden dragon came to it, and it didn't dare to refuse what it wanted.

The old tree spirit silently let go of Ling Youyou, and suddenly his whole body trembled violently. A blinding red glow emanated from the middle of the canopy, and a small glowing stick about half a foot long slowly floated into the air.

With a slight wave of the golden dragon's giant claws, a third of the fire core was removed.

The rest of the core was back inside the old dryad.

The golden dragon's body shook and fell back to the ground, regaining its human form.

Ling Youyou blinked his eyes a few times, the golden dragon was an extremely rare one, the entire immortal realm did not exceed the number of one hand, and the demon realm was even rarer. The dragons themselves belong to the gods, but some dragons are demons in the lower realm because they can't abide by the rules of the gods, and they have established their own dynasty in the demon world.

Although the dragons who became demons no longer enjoy the supreme glory of the gods, there are gains and losses, and they have been worshiped by all demons and become their kings. However, because of the lack of the protection of the Protoss, it is difficult for the dragon clan in the demon world to give birth to a pure golden dragon. The dragons of other colors will never be able to surpass the golden dragon in terms of combat power, so the dragons of the demon realm are no longer capable of challenging the majesty of the upper realm.

As far as she knew before, it seemed that the demon world was not a golden dragon except for the demon emperor. But even the Demon Emperor doesn't seem to be pure gold, but the color of this golden dragon just now couldn't be more pure. It can be inferred from this that there are too many fallacies in the upper bounds.

Ling Youyou thought that he had actually met a real golden dragon here, and this golden dragon was still very kind, and more importantly, he was willing to take himself. So the more he thought about it, the happier Ling Youyou became, completely forgot about the embarrassment just now, and ran over.

"Brother Long, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and you showed your true body to suppress the tree spirit. You're so good. ”

Dark clouds began to grow on the top of Yinmian's head, if it weren't for the fear that she would be pierced through the heart, he would have shown his real body. In short, with such a burden, not only tired, but also tired.

"Brother Long, I heard that the golden dragon is the rarest in the demon world, are you a royal family?"

Rare? He didn't like the adjective.

"Shut up, don't preach it everywhere."

"Why, Brother Long?"

"Don't call me Brother Long." The silver face is hot.

Why are you so angry, isn't Brother Long very good, it's better than calling Big Brother.

"If you don't like it, I don't call it. Why don't you like to let people know that you're a golden dragon? ”

"It's none of your business."

Ling Youyou tilted his head, thought for a moment, and didn't find an explanation that he thought was reasonable, so he asked with a curious face: "Explain it to me, I promise, I will never tell others." ”

Yinmian was cold, and he hurried away.

Ling Youyou trotted to keep up and continued to exert the spirit of perseverance.

"Are you royal? Isn't it a prince? ”

……

"Isn't it? Isn't it? ”

……

"Tell me, don't you?"

……

"We're all so familiar, just tell me about it."

The woman annoys people, and she really wants to shoot to death.

"If you don't shut up, I'll leave you here." The unbearable silver-faced vicious threat.

Ling Youyou immediately covered his mouth with his hand, innocently turned his eyes, and murdered her again, this guy has a really bad temper.

When we got back to the beach, it was getting dark. Silverface found a rock and sat on it, closing his eyes and resting.

Ling Youyou first lay down under the rock, thinking that he would wait for Yinmian to be in a better mood and continue to ask questions. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bad cat quietly walking towards this side, and seeing its sneaky appearance, he must have some bad idea.

Ling Youyou pretended not to see it.

The two-colored pupils approached little by little, and the two-colored eyes flashed with a cunning thief light. And so close to its owner, what a bad woman. That seat should have belonged to it, and it couldn't tolerate its place being taken by someone else. Hitomi Bichromati decides to take back what belongs to her.

The distance got closer and closer, and the paws of the two-colored pupils stretched out, thinking about the two paws scratching Ling Youyou's face, to see how she could still confuse her master with a disfigured face.

Half of the two-colored pupil's body slowly lifted up, and the next moment it would pounce on it, scratching Ling Youyou's two paws. At the moment when its upper body left the ground, one of Ling Youyou's half-curled legs popped out violently and kicked on the stomach of the two-colored pupil.

"Whoosh~"

"Boom!"

Water splashes. Hitomi fell into the sea.

Ling Youyou smiled wickedly, she couldn't fight a stinky cat, she had lived for so many years in vain.

The two-colored pupils climbed ashore from the water wet, and then looked at Ling Youyou's eyes, which were full of hatred. As the winner, Ling You smiled and raised a little finger at the two-color pupil.

The hair on the back of the two-colored pupils immediately stood up, and they let out a threatening cry.

The silver-faced eyebrows frowned slightly, and shouted: "Two-color pupils, Hugh is rude." Stay three feet away, and don't come closer. ”

He didn't have to open his eyes to know that the stupid girl and the stupid cat didn't look at each other again. I really don't understand, what reason does a person and a cat have to pinch each other.

In fact, Ling Youyou didn't know why the cat pinched her, and she, as the master who refused to suffer, would return the courtesy. As for the reason, it's the cat's business, not her problem.

After driving the cat three feet away, I finally don't have to worry about the cat and people pinching again. Nothing happened until midnight. The waves crashed gently against the sand, there was not a single insect chirp around, and it was surprisingly quiet.

The moon shone obliquely on the rocks, sprinkled on the face of the silver face, and the silver mask shone brightly. Ling Youyou suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the sea. Nothing. But why did the smell of the sea suddenly become stronger?

She is very sensitive to smells, and she can detect the slightest change in taste.

Why, is it a long tide? Little by little, the sea grew. It's not fast, but at this rate, it can grow to the edge of this rock in about a cup of tea.

Ling Youyou thought about it, and then climbed the rock with both hands and feet. She didn't want to bathe in the sea tonight.