Yan Xiangnuan controlled the vitality to pick up Xiaoqing's body, and slowly let Xiaoqing fall on the grass, the three thunder tribulations ended, the dark and gloomy sky began to become brighter, the sky began to clear, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the pouring rain began to gradually become smaller, while Xiaoqing, who had been scorched by the thunderstorm, was scorched black and lay on the floor silently.

"Xiaoqing." Yan Xiangnuan cautiously reached out and touched Xiaoqing's scales.

"......" Xiaoqing silently did not react at all.

Yan Xiangnuan was so worried that he couldn't do it, he looked at Xiaoqing pursing his lips, he didn't say anything, he just squatted down and reached out to touch Xiaoqing's body, the scales in Xiaoqing's body were black burnt gray at the moment because of the thunderbolt, and when he touched it, the black on the scales was erased and began to show some golden yellow.

Xiaoqing's original scales were green, since the first thunder tribulation, the color of Xiaoqing's scales has changed, and now the second heavenly thunder tribulation, it will naturally be different, Yan Xiangnuan is happy to see the golden scales, although the golden scales are extremely light in color, but the golden scales also indirectly prove that Xiaoqing survived the second thunder tribulation.

"Xiaoqing, you succeeded." Yan Xiangnuan stroked Xiaoqing's head, but Xiaoqing didn't move at all.

“…… Xiaoqing. Yan Xiangnuan continued to call, his voice softened hard, and he reached out and began to touch Xiaoqing's faucet, from his beard to his eyes, carefully, slowly, and carefully stroking the faucet.

"......" Xiaoqing was still silent and did not respond.

Yan Xiangnuan felt that Xiaoqing's body began to cool little by little, the temperature of the epidermis began to become cold as the rain washed away, and the charred black began to fall off.

"Xiaoqing." Yan Xiangnuan opened his mouth and called.

Xiaoqing didn't react in the slightest.

"Longlong ......" the little bamboo shoot was in the room, watching Xiaoqing crying, the little child staggered out of the balcony, not long after the first birthday, although he could walk, he walked unsteadily.

"Smack-" The little bamboo shoot was anxious and because of the rain, although Xiao Fan was coaxing to stop it, the little bamboo shoot still walked out of the balcony regardless of it, and then fell on the balcony: "Mom......" The little bamboo shoot fell, and immediately called aggrievedly.

Yan Xiangnuan listened to the cry of the little bamboo shoot, looked at the silent Xiaoqing, turned around and jumped up, jumped onto the balcony, picked up the little bamboo shoot and turned around and returned to Xiaoqing's side.

"Stupid dragon, wake up." Xiao Fan also fanned her much more beautiful wings, flew next to Xiaoqing and shouted, but her eyes were staring at Xiaoqing, and she was reluctant.

“…… Mom. The little bamboo shoot was crying in Yan Xiangnuan's arms, and after feeling Yan Xiangnuan hugging him and approaching Xiaoqing, the little bamboo shoot struggled to pounce next to Xiaoqing's head.

The huge dragon head was gradually cleaned by the rain and revealed, the comparison between the little bamboo shoot and Xiaoqing's head, the gap is very huge, the little bamboo shoot reached out and pulled Xiaoqing's dragon whisker, and the little child began to cry: "Long Long ......"

"......" Yan Xiangnuan looked at the little bamboo shoot, and then at Xiaoqing, feeling a somewhat sad atmosphere.

Although Xiaoqing succeeded in the tribulation, the scales on his body turned golden, but Xiaoqing did not wake up, Yan Xiangnuan clearly knew that if Xiaoqing did not wake up, it would actually mean that the tribulation was not successful, because his body had actually been reborn, and there were no scars on his body, and even the scars began to be visibly repaired and fused.

Xiaoqing fell to the ground silently, there was no response to what Xiao Fan said, and there was no response to Xiao Zhuzhu's crying.

"Xiaoqing, can you wake up soon?" Yan Xiangnuan slowly squatted down, watching the little bamboo shoot holding Xiaoqing and not letting go, he was so distressed that he couldn't do it, and then reached out to caress Xiaoqing's face, Yan Xiangnuan and the little bamboo shoot both stuck their hands on Xiaoqing's dragon head, and then stroked on the golden scales.

"Longlong, play ......" Xiao Zhuzhu looked at Xiaoqing and said childlike words.

Yan Xiangnuan listened to what the little bamboo shoot said, but he felt that his nose was sour, and he looked at Xiaoqing, who had no reaction, and his heart was touched.

Brush Lala –

Quiet Xiaoqing seemed to start waking up under the rain, although she didn't open her eyes, but the charred black scales in her body began to fall, the golden scales trembled, and a lot of charred black things fell off the brush, and then Xiaoqing, who was quietly closing her eyes, slowly opened her eyes.

Although those eyes were tired, they also revealed determination.

"Xiaoqing." Yan Xiangnuan looked at Xiaoqing, surprised and delighted, and then instinctively hooked the corners of his mouth.

Xiaoqing opened her eyes, first looked at the little bamboo shoot, then looked at Xiao Fan, and then looked at Shangyan Xiangnuan with a relieved look, and then rubbed the head of the little bamboo shoot with her tall head.

One person and one dragon have been together for a long time, and to be honest, the relationship between Xiaozhu Shoot and Xiaoqing is stronger and purer than that between Yan Xiangnuan and Xiaoqing.

Xiao Zhu Shoot is not sensible, from a milk doll who first opened his eyes to accompany Xiao Qing all day long, Xiao Qing is to watch Xiao Zhu Zhu grow up little by little, Xiao Zhu Zhu can't speak, to the dragon who is now calling, Xiao Qing felt deeply, so he rubbed the little bamboo shoot on the cheek with the dragon beard.

"Longlong ......" Xiao Zhuzhu smiled and shrunk his neck, the whole person was happy, the little meat hand held Xiaoqing's huge head, and did not touch Xiaoqing's original appearance.

"Good." Xiaoqing opened his mouth to appease the little bamboo shoots.

Xiaoqing's voice seems to have become an adult, and there used to be some childish voices, but now it has become low and magnetic, and Yan Xiangnuan can even feel Xiaoqing's calm breath.

"The little bamboo shoots are all wet, he will catch a cold, you take him back to the house first." Xiaoqing opened her mouth to remind Yan Xiangnuan.

"Okay." Yan Xiangnuan has no opinion on this, the little bamboo shoot is young, and his body is soaked, although it is not very cold now, but it is wet, and it is easy to catch a cold and get sick in the end, although the little bamboo shoot is in good health, Yan Xiangnuan does not dare to do anything wrong.

Xiaoqing has woken up, and the scales on his body have fallen off a lot, replaced with golden scales, and when Xiaoqing finished speaking, when he saw Yan Xiangnuan picking up the little bamboo shoot, Xiaoqing soared from the ground, shaking his body with a brush, but in a few seconds, the black burnt scales fell down, and a faint golden Xiaoqing appeared in mid-air, majestic and handsome.

"......" Yan Xiangnuan hugged the little bamboo shoot, and watched Xiaoqing reborn with the little bamboo shoot, watching Xiaoqing change from dying and become strong, the golden scales are more like knives, each scale is depicted so appropriately, and the scales as a whole become golden, if you look carefully, you can also see the colorful colors from the golden scales, the color is extremely beautiful.