"Fucang!"

The crown prince Changqin was taken aback, he actually used his sword to turn the dragon into a dragon to bite the princess of the Candle Yin Clan! What a grudge? Even if they had dragon scales, it was pure Jun! This bite was enough to choke?

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the golden dragon turned into an endless tide, like a huge and smooth golden silk cloth, poured into the open mouth of the Ba Snake Maharaja, forcibly stretched out the fangs so that it could not be closed, and the white-clothed warrior shook his body and chased into the belly of the Ba Snake like a meteor.

The thick turbid gas and poisonous mist instantly wrapped Fu Cang's body, and he struggled. He recited the mantra, and the golden dragon immediately swam over vigorously, hovering around him, shaking away the turbid poisonous mist, but seeing that the white bones in the belly of the snake were soaked in the miserable green venom, they should all be the bones of mortals who had been swallowed by him before, lined with blood-red cavities, which were extremely terrifying and weird.

The generals who were just sucked into the belly of the snake were all impregnated with venom, seeing that they couldn't live, Fu Cang flew back and forth countless times, but never found any trace of Xuanyi, she was the Candle Yin clan, and the poison that was ten thousand times more poisonous was completely ineffective against her, and it was impossible to be harmed by these venoms.

But where was she? She was like a ball of snow, melted in the belly of the snake.

In the turbulent turbidity, a trace of cold power was suddenly captured by him, and Fu Cang reflexively galloped away, only to see that the blood-red cavity without venom had fallen on the big pool of blood, and it had already frozen - the blood of the Candle Yin clan, Chun Jun actually injured her so badly.

He bent down and scooped a palm-sized black dragon scale from a pool of frozen blood. The dragon princess's dragon scales have more than one piece in a pool of blood, and there are no less than five or six pieces at a rough look.

Fu Cang held those dragon scales in his hand and looked around, and sure enough, there was a pool of frozen blood not far away, and several dragon scales also fell on it. He picked up all the dragon scales and traced them all the way along the bloodstains, the last puddle of blood was larger than the previous ones, there were more than a dozen scales falling into the blood, and there was a golden ring stained with blood.

Fu Cang picked up the golden ring very slowly, and for a moment he felt that all the hustle and bustle in his head instantly became dead silent.

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The drizzle with turbidity is falling one after another, if it is in the upper realm, Zhixi is very fond of rainy days, usually in the Mingxu Palace, the most leisurely time, she likes to listen to the sound of the rain to practice words, or play a piano, in order to cultivate self-cultivation.

But the rain in the nether world really made her unable to relax, and the turbidity that slipped down with the rain was dense, making her body begin to ache faintly again not long after she had just been tortured.

The ruling general was right, the severe pain of the Sun's Radiance empowerment was enough to make a little god like her faint for three days, but she didn't faint when she was tortured, and she felt that her heart hurt ten thousand times more than her body.

In her short life, she believed that everything could be successfully obtained through hard work, and she did work hard and did get what she wanted, so she has always believed that this heaven and earth are fair, and she has always been proud of her fairness and strictness.

It's just that Xuanyi's existence has broken everything she believes in, it turns out that there has never been any fairness in her feelings, her efforts to help Cang have not paid attention, and Shaoyi has completely refused.

The rain became denser and denser, and Zhixi stopped wielding the soft sword and retracted it to her waist panting. Her colleagues were summoned and ordered by the whole war department to be transferred to deal with the Snake Lord, she had just been tortured for a few days, and the chief general still took good care of her, and did not ask her to follow, she originally wanted to come out to practice the sword and move her muscles and bones, but the turbidity was too heavy at this time, and it was really uncomfortable.

She turned around and wanted to return to the general's palace, when she suddenly felt the wind howling behind her, followed by something that seemed to crash into the forest, and the turbid air came to her face.

She was taken aback, clenched her soft sword and took a few steps back, she was afraid that she would not be able to kill the demon clan in her current state, judging from the degree of turbidity, she was afraid that it was very powerful.

She hid behind a tall locust tree, looked carefully, but saw that the dwarf bushes not far away were shaking violently, and a huge dragon with a pitch-black body stood up, it was surrounded by turbidity, and it was twisting in pain in the trees, and the dark glowing dragon scales fell one by one, and the blood flowed into the rain pool, staining the ground, and then forming ice inch by inch.

This is...... Candle Yin Dragon God! Zhi Xi gasped and was infected by the turbidity?!Who is it? Judging from the size of the body, could it be Xiaolongjun?

She was about to step forward to help, but saw the pitch-black dragon twist violently a few times, and suddenly turned into a slender red figure - it was Xuanyi.

Zhixi stopped in disbelief, watching her cover her abdomen, where blood gushed out, as if she had been severely wounded, and not only that, but she also had an equally deep wound on her back, as if she had been bitten out by something - what could bite the candle yin clan covered in dragon scales?

Heavy wheezing echoed through the empty forest, crimson shadows twisted painfully on the ground, pieces of dragon scales fell to the ground, and the turbidity on her body became heavier and heavier. Zhixi watched in amazement as she occasionally raised her face, and her beautiful face was also bloody and blurry, surrounded by pitch-black turbidity, and returned to normal after a while.

Zhixi couldn't help but gasp, and the crimson figure struggling in pain in the forest moved, falling in front of her like lightning, and the dense black ice blade was about to pierce her, but suddenly stopped a few inches in front of her.

The dragon scales gradually stopped falling, Xuanyi's face turned pale, covering the bleeding wound in his abdomen, staring at her with burning eyes, the ice blade did not pierce down, but it did not retreat.

Zhixi only felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and it took a long time to find her voice: "...... You're hurt. ”

Xuanyi gasped, but still didn't speak, his sharp gaze was glued to her face, and after a long, long time, his gaze finally softened.

"Senior sister. Her voice was a little hoarse, "Don't say it." ”

Did she mean the scales falling, or was it injured, or was it ...... This crazy turbidity that has gradually converged into the body?

Xuanyi spoke again, in a slow tone: "Senior sister, promise me." ”

Was she infected by the turbidity? or......

Zhi Xi looked at the blood gushing out of her fingers in a daze, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when this little princess had not yet grown Qi dragon scales, she was also injured, and at that time, she and Gu Ting found ancient recipes to make ten perfect tonic soup for her every day.

She couldn't help but whisper, "Your injuries are serious...... What to do?"

Xuanyi didn't answer, he was injured by Hua Xu's sword qi, even if he had the ability to heal, he was very slow to grow up. She gasped and withdrew the ice blade, turned around and was about to leave, Zhixi subconsciously grabbed her wrist: "Don't go over there!"

There's a warrior's palace over there, and you'll be discovered.

Who knew that this red and slender figure suddenly trembled, and it softened and fell heavily on the muddy ground. Zhixi hurriedly picked her up, the injuries on her abdomen and back were too deep, and the Candle Yin clan was useless and could not be healed by rejuvenation techniques. She felt at a loss, and looked around in a panic, inexplicably feeling a little weak, as if she was afraid of being seen by the generals.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhixi picked up all the dragon scales on the ground, carefully washed away the frozen blood water with rain and dew, and confirmed that there was no trace left, so he vigilantly rose against the wind, specially picked up the dense branches and leaves to fly, twisted and twisted for a long time, and landed in a mountain col, with a wave of his long sleeves, the trees on the ground were immediately twisted and straightened for the spell, weaving into a tree house that was not big or small.

She is probably crazy, Xuanyi's situation is so weird, she should have reported to the commander, but if she was infected by turbidity, she would have a corresponding rescue method.

But she subconsciously felt that this was probably not infected by turbidity, Xuanyi's dragon scales seemed to be torn off by the turbidity in her body, and if she reported to the commander, she was afraid that it would be unfavorable to Xuanyi.

(Zilang Literature)