"Uh...... Since you're alright, I'm back at school. After coming back to her senses, Huang Ying stuffed the breakfast in her hand into Chen Yifan's hand, turned around and left.

Chen Yifan didn't stop her and let her go.

It won't be long.

Experience your last day of life as an ordinary person!

Chen Yifan returned to the underworld and began to make some preparations.

At night, Huang Ying lay asleep in the apartment that Chen Yifan rented for her, and Chen Yifan walked directly through the wall and broke in.

Looking at Huang Ying's sleeping face, Chen Yifan sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, got up, and carefully picked up Huang Ying.

A dark light appeared from the air in front of him, like a dot of ink spreading, eventually forming a circular passage.

Chen Yifan walked in with Huang Ying in his arms.

Difu, the forbidden land of Luo Yu Mountain.

There is a perennial mist condensation, taking the center of the earth Yin Spring poured into the living pool, the pool is surging with black as ink, thick Yin spring water.

But at this time, there was a pool of blood red under the spiritual mist.

The inlet of the Yin Spring Water has been blocked, and at this time, in the pool, there is a pool of dragon's blood.

The figures of Chen Yifan and Huang Ying appeared by the pool, and Chen Yifan held Huang Ying and walked down the stairs from the side of the pool.

As the bodies of the two gradually immersed themselves in the pool, the originally calm and waveless blood rippled slightly.

Chen Yifan sat down on the stairs by the pool, only showing one head, and changed Huang Ying's posture so that she could lie comfortably in his arms.

Huang Ying was completely immersed in the dragon's blood, but it was such a "mortal" who did not feel suffocated at all in the dragon's blood, and was still immersed in sleep.

Even, I slept more soundly, like returning to the mother's body.

"Sleep! When you wake up, everything is back to its original state. Chen Yifan muttered, closing his eyes and recuperating.

He didn't cultivate, and let the dragon's blood take the initiative to wash over his body.

The dragon's blood contains a powerful power, the strongest to the yang, this kind of strong and domineering power, ordinary people can't bear it.

Once invaded by this force, there is only one result of being torn apart.

But in front of Chen Yifan, this kind of power only caused him to feel like an ant crawling over.

If he took the initiative to cultivate, this pool of dragon blood would be consumed by him in less than two minutes.

The exercises that can make people take the initiative to die in their previous lives to practice are too rebellious.

Infiltrated by the dragon's blood, the appearance of the yellow warbler gradually changed, and a green silk like ink spread out in the blood water, fluttering with the faint blood water.

Both the body and the appearance are changing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

There was a powerful force surging in her, even more powerful than the previous Ao Ling Kite.

After all, in order to be raised in the Dragon Palace, the power she inherited from the ancestral dragon has actually been sealed.

At this time, this power was coming out of trouble, and with the nourishment of the ancestral dragon's blood, this power was growing at an incredible speed.

She is the youngest son of the ancestral dragon, the one who is most like the dragon, and the one who inherits the most power from the ancestral dragon.

It should have been more powerful than gluttony and jaws.

But it is precisely because of this that her potential is too high, and she has the possibility of surpassing the ancestral dragon and transcending the shackles of heaven and earth.

Because of this calamity, Zulong asked for help from his previous life, which he had a good relationship with at that time.

At the beginning, the picture that Chen Yifan suddenly remembered was that Zu Long invited him to talk about it, and it was also ...... The first time I saw Ao Ling Kite.

He had never expressed interest in any woman, and when he saw Ao Ling Kite for the first time, he said to Zu Long: "Help her through the calamity, you can!" ”

"I'm going to marry her!"

Zulong was stunned at that time, and the Ao Ling Kite at that time was only two or three years old for humans.

But after "solemn" thinking, Zu Long still agreed to his request.

This wave is not a loss!

The picture at that time resurfaced in Chen Yifan's mind, gradually becoming clearer, and more...... The memories of Ao Ling Kite came to my heart.

The reason why he proposed to Zulong was actually for no other reason.

It's just that...... At that time, I saw Ao Ling Kite being scared and crying by him, and for the first time he was interested in a "woman", and it happened that Zu Long asked him to help with this, and the idea of proposing marriage came out of the trend.

This is the fate, the beginning of everything.

He liked the way she cried.

The blood gradually faded, and Chen Yifan still closed his eyes and remained motionless.

The power in the dragon's blood is already very scarce, as light as water.

The delicate yellow warbler in his arms has disappeared, and a white dragon head with "clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes" rests on his lap and snuggles in his arms.

The sinuous dragon body coiled around him and coiled him in the pool.

Chen Yifan opened his eyes, and this time he ...... Not intimidated by the dragon in his arms, nor strange or strange.

Whether it is Ao Ling Kite or Huang Ying, he doesn't care, what he likes is this soul.

It doesn't matter if it's a human or a dragon.

It's her, that's fine.

And...... Anyway, this dragon horn is quite cute!

Chen Yifan curiously played with the dragon horns like coral branches, but he didn't realize that the eyes on the dragon's head had been opened.

"Have you had enough?" After a long time, a familiar voice sounded a little unbearable.

"Nope!" Chen Yifan let go, smiled hehe, and replied.

The dragon head raised slightly, glanced at him, and the whole body suddenly moved, making a lot of waves in the pool.

The dragon head knocked him over, lay down on the steps by the pool, and looked down at him, staring at each other, but no one spoke.

Ao Ling Kite lowered his head and pressed it against his chest, and the huge dragon body turned into the delicate body of a delicate, small, bumpy woman, lying obediently in his arms with her eyes closed.

"It's like a dream." Ao Ling Kite muttered.

Huang Ying's memories in the past few days are too short for her.

Compared to her hundreds of years, it was too short.

But it is so profound, she prefers it, so simple, like a mortal getting along with Chen Yifan.

How lucky, plain and happy.

That was already the life she had hoped for.

Chen Yifan paused slightly, raised his hand and hugged the delicate body in his arms.

Soft and delicate, it's a sensation to the touch.

"You're not wearing clothes." Chen Yifan looked at the dark sky above his head and reminded with difficulty.

Huang Ying came with clothes, but the thin pajamas had been corroded by the dragon's blood.

"What does that matter?" Ao Ling's face was slightly red, but he still replied calmly.

It's a pity that Chen Yifan didn't dare to look at her and missed the beautiful scenery at this time.

Such an answer, like bewitchment, Chen Yifan involuntarily groped on this perfect, delicate and smooth body.

"Huh?" A trembling mur made him stop his movements in an instant, and he looked at the dark and deep sky.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Chen Yifan patted the too beautiful and graceful body in his arms.

"Get up, I still have a lot of work to do."

(End of chapter)