Mu Jin saw Yin Wushuang walking out and stepped forward, he clapped his hands, stared at Xiao Xuanwu with a smile on the corner of his lips: "What a cute form, come, uncle hug." ”

The little sweetheart won the leaf rose, the contract dragon vein, and brought the dragon vein away.

Holding Xuanwu, things will be delayed in the end.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xuanwu glanced at Mu Jin up and down, snorted, got into Yin Wushuang's arms, hugged Yin Wushuang's neck, and showed his dislike for Mu Jin with practical actions.

How can a mere mortal hold him?

The corners of Mu Jin's mouth twitched, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Sure enough, the divine beasts are all arrogant.

Yin Wushuang put Xiao Xuanwu down and said in a low voice, "I'm going to contract the dragon vein." ”

Xiao Xuanwu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, hugged the pillow, and ran to Suzaku with a hum and opened his hands: "Hug." ”

Suzaku accepted his fate, picked up Xiao Xuanwu, and made time for Yin Wushuang.

Yin Wushuang approached the dragon vein, and his divine sense covered it.

Lu Yi's expression was excited, and Su Yun's face was complicated.

When Yin Wushuang's divine sense touched the golden young dragon, the golden light exploded, shining in every corner of the void space.

The old man's voice came from the desolation and rang in everyone's ears:

[The dragon vein is a strange thing in the heavens, and extraordinary people can approach it, and only by overriding it and making people and the dragon veins one can they become its masters. 】

The words landed, and the golden young dragon soared into the air, passing by the five people's sides, changing the previous silence.

After spinning in a circle, the young dragon flew in front of Yin Wushuang, glanced at Yin Wushuang, and shattered into light.

"Dragon Vein!" Lu Yi exclaimed, how did the young dragon break!

The shattered light drilled into Yin Wushuang's eyebrows, and Yin Wushuang's cultivation skyrocketed, from the peak of distraction, to the peak of the merger period in an instant.

After the promotion was completed, the golden light dissipated, and the surroundings returned to normal.

"Promoted again? No, the dragon vein is ...... with you One? Mu Jin squirmed his lips and asked, "Little sweetheart, do you feel anything different?" ”

The reason why Yin Wushuang was promoted should be the gift of spiritual power from the contract dragon vein.

Lu Yi didn't speak, but he also stared at Yin Wushuang, just like Su Yun, waiting for Yin Wushuang to answer.

Yin Wushuang closed her eyes and looked inwardly at the dantian, looking inwardly at the meridians, and after a while, she opened her eyes and shook her head: "There is no difference, it feels like I have just been promoted." ”

"There's no dragon vein here." Xiao Xuanwu yawned, nestled in Suzaku's arms, rubbed Suzaku's chest, and said lazily: "That's just an exhortation left by the saint." ”

A saint refers to a practitioner who has participated in the path of enlightenment.

The exhortation of the saint is the warning left by the saint, and the warning contains a trace of the power of the saint.

Yin Wushuang's contract "Dragon Vein" was actually just absorbing the spiritual power in the exhortation.

"What?" Lu Yi never expected that at the last moment, there would be such a play: "This is not a dragon vein??" ”

They worked hard and hard, and Yin Wushuang fought against Ye Rose, but the dragon vein was not the dragon vein, just an admonition?

"HuhzZZ......" sleepiness struck, Xiao Xuanwu lowered his eyes and asked lazily: "You guys...... Are you afraid of water......"

The words turned suddenly, no one knew what Xuanwu meant, and they didn't have time to think, because not long after Xuanwu finished speaking, the space seemed to collapse, and everyone fell.

The icy water poured in from all directions, and with a ferocity like a dam gate, it immediately swept away the five people.

Yin Wushuang and the others are okay, although the impact is a little big, but everyone is a monk and has spiritual power to protect their bodies.

But Ye Rose was no longer a monk, nor was she a demon cultivator, like a rag, letting the river wash her upside down.