Ruan Ling asked, "Where can I find the real dragon?" ”

"I don't know." Meng Po was silent for a moment and shook her head, "In ancient times, there were many dragons. But after so many years, the dragons have also withered. Until now, I don't know if there are still dragons in the Three Realms. Alas. ”

Ruan Ling knew that in her time, dragons were already extinct.

I didn't expect to go back to the Ming Dynasty, and I still couldn't find any trace of the dragon clan.

How did this once noble and powerful race disappear?

Thinking of that dragon scale, Ruan Ling still had a little pain in his flesh.

"What about dragon scales, don't think about it," Meng Po turned around and rummaged through the cabinet for a while, turning out a small piece of old things and throwing it in front of her, "Take this and use it." ”

Ruan Ling picked it up and looked at it: "What is this, it is also a magic weapon for protection?" ”

"That's right, a tortoise shell."

"Turtle Shell...... It's a bit far from dragon scales, right? Ruan Ling was a little disgusted.

"Heh, you still dislike it?" Meng Po sneered, "What can make me look at it a little, if it's bad, am I rare?" Don't give it to me! ”

"No, I do!"

Ruan Ling hurriedly put away the turtle shell.

Meng Po snorted: "Don't think this is an ordinary turtle shell. This shell is owned by the descendants of the ancient Xuanshen Divine Beast, with a trace of the blood of the Divine Beast, and others don't want it! You uninformed girl, how dare you dislike it? ”

Ruan Ling's heart shook when he heard this.

The so-called Xuanming Divine Beast, that is, the Xuanwu among the four divine beasts, a kind of snake turtle.

It's very awesome, it's a very powerful existence.

The descendants of the Xuanwu Divine Beast, even if they only have a trace of the blood of the Divine Beast, must be very powerful.

Ruan Ling was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly hid the turtle shell.

Things that can save lives at critical moments must be put away and carried with them.

In order to thank Meng Po for her generosity, Ruan Ling personally made a few side dishes and gave Meng Po wine to eat.

She was still worried about Chun'er's affairs, and after eating with Meng Po, she hurriedly went to Phoenix Town and found the Li family that Shen Changqing married.

It was already evening.

The sky was getting darker.

Chun'er was crouching on the roof, staring into a window.

"Chun'er," Ruan Ling walked behind her quietly.

Chun'er hurriedly saluted: "Master." ”

"How?" Ruan Ling squatted beside her and asked casually.

"I've been staring," Chun'er whispered, "and this woman has been sitting honestly, like a piece of wood, and she can't see any movement. ”

Ruan Ling nodded: "I know, you go back to the mansion first, and tell Zhiman, I'll go back later." ”

"Yes, master."

Chun'er jumped off the roof lightly and quickly disappeared.

Ruan Ling had already eaten at Meng Po's, so he sat down peacefully, staring at Shen Changqing while thinking about things.

He Yun's poison, she must find a way to solve it.

Otherwise, Zhong Kui won't be able to pass that pass.

According to Pu Zihuang, if you want to detoxify, you have to use the three tears of his beloved woman.

But Pu Zihuang doesn't have a sweetheart, which is a little difficult to do.

People don't have a sweetheart, and they can't shoehorn one.

True love can't be forced.

Or, he doesn't like women at all, so what?

Ruan Ling thought about it, and the sky slowly darkened.

The Li family's banquet is still almost gone.

The groom's official Li Xiucai was supported by a scholar and staggered into the new house.

Ruan Ling was busy cheering up, and went to the window of the new house to observe carefully...... Ahem, observe.