It's about the safety of Jin Dianlong, and I'm still worried after all.

The Bodhisattva Ancestor looked at me and the Golden Palace Dragon, let out a long sigh, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I can only do my best." ”

He could only do his best, but he couldn't guarantee the life and death of Dianlong.

"No, I'm against it, Xiaolong finally came to his senses, I can't watch him die anymore!" After the Bodhisattva Ancestor expressed his position, I immediately flatly refused, "Think about it again, what other way is there that is not available, this method does not work!" ”

The Bodhisattva Ancestor obviously expected me to react like this, and sighed slightly, the Golden Palace Dragon was anxious, and stepped in front of me, "Fengzi, it's all this time, you are mother-in-law." The ancestor also said just now, there is another way to find Yoyo. But this girl is a thief and a thief, where are you going to find her for a while? Now there is no time to delay, it is easy and convenient to use me to find Lin Xiao. Ancestor, don't worry about it, come directly! ”

After finishing speaking, he actually lay down directly on a wooden seat next to the street, signaling the Bodhisattva Ancestor to hurry up.

Bodhisattva Ancestor walked up to me and patted me lightly on the shoulder, and his voice instantly changed a lot, "Fengzi, I wanted to change your fate, but I couldn't do anything about it. ”

One of my hearts sank suddenly, and the words of the Bodhisattva Ancestor seemed to mean something.

"Okay Ancestor, you can do it quickly, and if you continue to grind, I don't know how many people will die." Jin Dianlong urged the Bodhisattva Ancestor, then turned his head to look at me, and said to me seriously: "Fengzi, don't feel guilty or blame yourself, this is my willingness, if something really happens, then I will save countless lives with one life, and I don't feel a loss." Also, saving the world is not your business alone, even if I really do, don't take all the responsibility on your back, how tired! ”

My heart cooled little by little until it was cold.

Jin Dianlong's words, no matter how you listen to them, are the same as explaining the aftermath.

I wanted to rush up and pull the Golden Palace Dragon up, but I felt that there was no reason to pull him up: if I didn't let the Bodhisattva Ancestor use the Golden Temple Dragon to find Lin Xiao, if so many innocent people lost their lives because of this, I was afraid that not only would I be unable to escape self-blame, but even the Golden Palace Dragon would feel guilty to death.

Looking at the golden temple dragon lying on the wooden chair, I was desperate and powerless......

The Bodhisattva Ancestor was already standing in front of the Golden Temple Dragon, clasped his hands together, muttered a few words, and then waved his hands suddenly, and a burst of golden light suddenly shrouded the Golden Temple Dragon's entire person in the middle......

I stared nervously at the Bodhisattva Ancestor's method and the Golden Temple Dragon's reaction.

It didn't help much, but I felt like it helped by staring at it closely. Now that the Bodhisattva Ancestor has already started to practice, the only thing I can do now is to immediately step forward and protect the Golden Palace Dragon when he needs help!

The process of the practice will not be repeated, the Bodhisattva Ancestor also looked very nervous, his whole body was tense, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were staring at the Golden Temple Dragon, until a piece of blood red gradually rose from the Golden Palace Dragon's body, and then slowly gathered towards the middle.

"It's done!" When the blood-red color was about to gather together, the extremely tense Bodhisattva Ancestor suddenly said such a sentence, and his voice was full of surprise.

Hearing him say this, my hanging heart instantly relaxed, and I breathed a long sigh of relief: As long as the Golden Palace Dragon is fine!

After the Bodhisattva Ancestor shouted in surprise, he immediately took out a small white porcelain bottle from his body, his eyes staring at the blood red that was still slowly gathering, waiting for an opportunity to move!

Although I don't understand the process of the Bodhisattva Ancestor's practice, I also understand the current situation, the blood red that is full of gathering should be Lin Xiao's blood, and the Bodhisattva Ancestor only needs to wait for the blood red to condense into blood droplets, and then collect it into the porcelain bottle, and the work is done.

Look at the Golden Palace Dragon again, the Golden Palace Dragon's whole body is still shrouded in a golden light, I can't see his face clearly, and I can't see what his reaction is now, I can only stare closely at the gathered blood red with the Bodhisattva Ancestor, wishing that it would be immediately put into the bottle by the Bodhisattva Ancestor.

The blood red seemed to be deliberately against us, it was very fast when it first came together together, and then it became slower and slower, slower and slower, especially at the end, it was like slowing down the camera, I was in a hurry, and I was so anxious to see that the blood red was condensing so slowly.

We waited patiently for a moment, and finally waited until the blood-red stain coalesced into a drop of bright red blood.

The Bodhisattva Ancestor's index finger and middle finger were put together, and he quickly dipped a mouthful of saliva on the mouth of the bottle, and the mouth of the bottle also bloomed with a faint light. After the faint light bloomed, the Bodhisattva Ancestor immediately aimed the mouth of the bottle at the drop of blood suspended in mid-air.

After the mouth of the bottle was aimed at the blood droplet, the bottle seemed to suddenly have a huge suction, and the blood droplet began to be sucked out of thin air and fell towards the bottle.

But the droplet of blood seemed to be fighting against the suction, and although it was moving, it was moving at an extremely slow speed, almost millimeter by millimeter.

"Ancestor, can't we use internal force to force this drop of blood in? If it goes on like this, when will it be possible to get in? "Seeing that this drop of blood had been moving for a long time, and it was still some distance away from the mouth of the bottle, I was so anxious that I finally couldn't help but ask the Bodhisattva Ancestor.

The Bodhisattva Ancestor held the porcelain bottle in one hand, his eyes were firmly fixed on the mouth of the bottle, and he shook his head at me, "No, that will ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that the blood droplets, which were still moving towards the mouth of the bottle at an extremely slow speed, quickly increased their speed and rushed towards the mouth of the bottle at a flying speed.

"This is ......" I was stunned, but a burst of joy suddenly rose in my heart, if the blood droplets speed up, the ritual will soon be over, I can see what is going on with the Golden Palace Dragon now.

"Oops!" The Bodhisattva Ancestor spoke out almost at the same time as me, but unlike me, he cursed in a low voice, and then his free hand had already suddenly raised a beam of golden light, and the golden light quickly dripped towards the blood......

The drop of blood was about to fall to the mouth of the bottle, but the moment it reached the mouth of the bottle, it stopped instantly.

The beam of light in the Bodhisattva Ancestor's hand suddenly increased, shooting straight towards the blood droplet, and the blood droplet began to slowly move towards the mouth of the bottle again......

I breathed a long sigh of relief when I saw that the drop of blood was about to enter the mouth of the bottle.

But before I could finish my breath, I saw that the blood droplets that had already entered the mouth of the bottle suddenly exploded, turned into a blood mist again, and spread towards the Golden Palace Dragon at lightning speed again.

"Not good!" The Bodhisattva Ancestor was shocked, one hand suddenly made a knot, and before the blood red could completely disperse, he quickly pulled a golden light, intending to force the blood red back into the bottle. But the blood red had already dispersed at that time, and although the Bodhisattva Ancestor tried his best to save it, he only sent a little bit of blood red into the mouth of the bottle, and the other blood red had suddenly exploded and spread towards the Golden Palace Dragon.

"Fengzi, you take it, stain your spit, wipe the mouth of the bottle!" The Bodhisattva Ancestor quickly stuffed the white porcelain bottle to me, quickly admonished, and then held the golden light with both hands, and with a sudden wave, the golden light immediately spread towards the Golden Temple Dragon's body, and the golden light was like a wisp of swimming dragons winding away, blocking the blood red of those who planned to return to the Golden Temple Dragon again.

I was dumbfounded, and after being suddenly stuffed with a small white porcelain bottle by the Bodhisattva Ancestor, I didn't dare to slack off, and immediately followed the instructions of the Ancestor, dipped my fingers in the saliva, and learned from the Ancestor just now, quickly wiped it on the mouth of the bottle, and then nervously looked at the Ancestor and the Golden Palace.

But he saw that the golden light hurriedly blocked the blood red, but after all, the speed was still a little slower, and the blood red was like a snake, drilling into the body of the Golden Palace Dragon from all places.

When the blood red color disappeared, the golden color wrapped around the Golden Temple Dragon instantly dissipated, and I saw that the Golden Temple Dragon's body twitched violently!

"Little Dragon!" Seeing this, I was shocked, jumped up in a few steps, and hurriedly asked the Bodhisattva Ancestor, "What's going on?" ”

Without waiting for the Bodhisattva Ancestor to answer my words, I saw the Golden Palace Dragon's body suddenly arch up in an extremely strange posture, and after supporting it in mid-air for a moment, it fell back into the wooden chair again!

What shocked me even more was that after the Golden Palace Dragon fell heavily on the wooden chair, the Golden Temple Dragon's ears, nose, eyes, and mouth suddenly began to seep blood, and the blood was like a winding worm, quickly jumping out of the Golden Temple Dragon's body.

"Ancestor, this, what's going on, what's wrong with Xiaolong?" Looking at the changes in the Golden Palace Dragon, I was nervous and at a loss, and I wanted to quickly help the Golden Temple Dragon stop the bleeding, but I didn't dare to move him indiscriminately, so I turned my head and yelled at the Bodhisattva Ancestor: "You hurry up and save Xiaolong, do you want to watch him die?" ”

When I yelled at the Bodhisattva Ancestor, the Golden Palace Dragon's body was still twitching, and the blood on his face was even more happy.

The Bodhisattva Ancestor did not move, his eyes were full of sadness.