Ruan Ling hurriedly asked the flying beast to catch him.

Pu Zihuang regained his human form, looked at his arm, sighed, and was a little aggrieved: "It hurts so much." ”

"How?" Ruan Ling looked at it for a while, and faint blood seeped out, just because he was wearing a green robe, he couldn't see it. Ruan Ling has always been sad because of Yinguo's matter, and he didn't notice it.

Pu Zihuang glanced at her.

"How?" Ruan Ling wondered.

"You've forgotten everything." Pu Zihuang said, "I was going to take you away before, but you are not the enemy or me, and you will flap my wings with one claw." Obediently, you are the claws of the candle dragon, and if you were someone else, your entire wing would be torn off by you. ”

Ruan Ling's memory returned, remembering what happened before he fainted.

At that time, she saw the silver fruit being consumed by the flames, and she was so angry that she lost her mind.

I didn't expect to hurt Pu Zihuang.

"You should have saved Yinguo then." She said.

"I'm sorry, in my opinion, you are worth saving more than Yinguo." Pu Zihuang glanced at his arm a few times.

Ruan Ling couldn't stand it: "Roll up your sleeves, I'll take a look." ”

Pu Zihuang was not polite, so he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his wheat-colored sturdy left arm.

Three long, deep wounds of bone, flesh and blood blurred.

Ruan Ling was shocked when he saw it.

At that time, she didn't spare the slightest hand.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Ruan Ling felt a little guilty, took out the medicine and applied it to him, bandaged it, and gave it another pill for internal use.

Pu Zihuang has been watching her quietly.

Whether it was Ruan Ling's back injury or his next door, it was a flesh injury. It looks serious, and the recovery is fast.

After wrapping up, Ruan Ling drank some water and talked to him: "Tell me, what have you found out?" ”

Pu Zihuang said: "I won't talk about my mother's affairs for the time being." I can tell you about the Candle Dragons. ”

Ruan Ling nodded.

Pu Zihuang took the water bladder from her hand, took a sip, and said slowly: "Before you, the Candle Dragon Clan had disappeared for many years. The last candle dragon god is named Ruan Hong, who is your father. He died under the three-color flame, and as far as I know, he was also under the siege of the Three Qing and Four Emperors. ”

Ruan Ling's heart sank slightly: "You mean, seven to one?" ”

"Yes." Pu Zihuang's voice was very soft, "Ruan Hong is very powerful, it should be said that he was the most powerful in the world at that time. It was also the time when the dragons were at their most prosperous. Later, under the siege of the Three Qing Dynasty and the Four Emperors, Ruan Hong fought for ten days and ten nights, and finally died of exhaustion and was burned by the three-color flames. ”

Ruan Ling's eyes almost appeared in front of the scene of the powerful candle dragon, besieged by seven people, brave, angry, and finally died tragically.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes were sour, and her heart was a little uncomfortable.

Pu Zihuang looked at her for a while before speaking again: "Do you know who Ruan Hong was the last person he saw before he died?"

"Who?"

"Hades." Pu Zihuang said, "As for what they said, no one knows except themselves. If you want to know, you can go back and ask Hades. ”

"And then?"

Later, Ruan Hong was wiped out, the Candle Dragon Clan disappeared, and the Heavenly Realm began to slaughter the Dragon Clan. And then there's what you're seeing. Pu Zihuang said, "As for you, how exactly did you avoid the eyes of the heavenly realm and be preserved, I don't know, I'm afraid only the Hades King knows." ”

Ruan Ling was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you for telling me all this. ”