Qinglong, who was relieved, stretched out his hand and clawed Zhang Yiyang to his side with a casual paw.

Qinglong laughed to himself, "I'm sorry! You know I didn't mean to!"

"I know!"

There is understanding in the short three words. Immediately, Zhang Yiyang took out the Xingtu Mansion and threw it in the open space, looking at the Xingtu Mansion that was gradually getting bigger, Qinglong took the lead in entering.

"I've been here before! Xingtu this kid likes flowers and plants, and the spirit bronze flower in the medicine garden still came from me! Is... I never imagined that his original warning would become a reality today!"

Hearing Qinglong's words, Zhang Yiyang was silent, he knew that at this time, he was just a listener.

Qinglong stopped, looked at the side hall in front of him, walked over, and then, with a push of his hand, the door of the forbidden room was pushed open with a squeak.

The furnishings in the room were as good as new, Qinglong muttered to himself, pointed to the table of eight immortals in front of him, and said: "Here, I talk with Xingtu about wine, songs and martial arts, he is not as good as me, but he always refuses to admit defeat, here, it is also the first time he warned me to keep me away from the black dragon." But I was just joking, at that time, the black dragon and I were learning from the Heavenly Venerable, but I naively believed the words of the black dragon and stayed in this Tongtian Spirit Pagoda!

Qinglong looked around, turned his head to look at Zhang Yiyang, and said, "Let's go!

Listening to Qinglong's words, Zhang Yiyang knew that he had made a lot of determination.

The two soon came to the main hall, went inside to listen, and saw the corpse of the slaughter.

Qinglong saw the familiar figure, and immediately burst into tears, although he didn't shed tears, but Zhang Yiyang also felt this kind of brotherly love.

After a long time, Qinglong said: "Brother, my brother has come to see you, I'm sorry! If I had listened to you, maybe you wouldn't have died, but don't worry, I won't let you live, even if it's a black dragon!"

Time stood still, and Qinglong just stood there, as if reminiscing about the past.

It wasn't until the next day that Qinglong recovered as before, looked at Zhang Yiyang and asked, "Did he ask you to make his body into a puppet?"

Zhang Yiyang nodded.

"Well, give him to me! I'll find him a soul, and I'll give it back to you the next time I see you, okay?"

Qinglong knew that all of Xingtu was entrusted to the child in front of him, so his words also had the meaning of soliciting.

"Good!"

Hearing the answer, Qinglong casually put away the corpse of Xing Tu, and finally looked at Fu Bo, the broken puppet.

"It's been a long time!"

As he spoke, Qinglong walked to Fu Bo's side, stretched out his hand, and put it on Fu Bo's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then streams of turquoise energy poured into Fu Bo's body.

After a while, Fu Bo's rickety body suddenly became erect, and a pair of drooping eyelids finally opened, but those two eyeballs were still lifeless.

"Blue Dragon Emperor!"

Fauber's mechanical voice rang out from his belly.

"Old fellow, you remember me!"

Qinglong heard Fu Bo's voice and his mood became very good.

"Qinglong Emperor, you still like to joke so much, my old body, except for the master, only you can give me strength!

"Oh! Fauber, so... Since Xing Tu has given his inheritance to Yi Xiaozi, you can follow him!

As he spoke, Qinglong waved his hand and called Zhang Yiyang to his side, and then grabbed his palm and put it on Fu Bo's head.