Through the bright moonlight, Rong Yueyuan suddenly saw a shallow red mark on Song Yizhi's neck.

He stretched out his hand, and Song Yizhi reflexively dodged back.

With this dodge, Rong Yueyuan completely saw the dazzling red marks on Song Yizhi's neck.

The red marks are not very heavy, but Song Yizhi's skin is porcelain white, and it looks particularly obvious.

Combined with Song Yizhi's previous strange reaction, Rong Yueyuan instantly guessed where this red mark came from.

The marks on her neck must have been made by the half-dragon.

"It's not an injury!" Song Yizhi grabbed in front of Rong Yueyuan and said.

Looking at the little girl in front of her who looked a little nervous, Rong Yueyuan sighed slightly, unable to speak, "Come into the house, I'll give you medicine." ”

This little girl's words can only be believed selectively.

Song Yizhi obediently responded and followed Rong Yueyuan.

Inside the house.

Rong Yueyuan dipped some white jade paste with his fingertips, and then carefully applied it to the red mark.

The cold plaster was rubbed on his neck, and Song Yizhi moved uncomfortably.

Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed the back of Song Yizhi's head to fix her, preventing her from moving.

The man asked softly while applying the medicine, "What are you doing saving that half-dragon?" ”

Song Yizhi is not a person who repays grievances with virtue, the half-dragon strangled a red mark on her neck, and in terms of her temper, the half-dragon should have been strangled to death by her, rather than brought back alive.

"Mercy?" Song Yizhi himself was not sure of the opening.

When she saw the half-dragon, she thought of herself at the beginning.

At that time, I imagined countless times that there would be someone to save me, but in fact, it didn't have to be rescued, and it was good to give myself a pleasure to free myself, but unfortunately, no.

Think about it with your heart, I'm afraid that this half-dragon also thinks so in her heart.

I can give it a pleasure and let it be free, but... It's not that it can't be saved.

After all, it's a half-dragon!

It's worth a lot of money!

Rong Yueyuan raised his eyes slightly to meet Song Yizhi's gaze.

Song Yizhi involuntarily relaxed her breathing, she looked at the man's deep and gentle gaze, and the hand on her lap rubbed her shirt a little nervously.

Before she could say anything, there was a tingling pain in her palm.

Song Yizhi looked down and saw that the half-dragon that was pinched in his hand woke up, and then, the half-dragon who woke up bit into his hand.

What's going on?

The Farmer and the Snake?

Mr. Dongguo and the wolf?

Song Yizhi looked at Banlong who bit her thumb inexplicably, and after a while, she slowly raised her hand, and then let go of her other fingers.

The half-dragon's soft body hung in a straight line.

After the half-dragon bit it, it realized that the woman had saved itself, and it wanted to let go, but ...... It had already bitten Song Yizhi's fingers, and the blood flowed down the fangs into its mouth, and the thick power in the blood instantly swept through its body, and its body was filled with unfamiliar power, and it couldn't move for a while.

Looking at the half-dragon biting her fingers and not letting go, Song Yizhi suddenly found fun, she shook her hand, and the half-dragon hanging down like a fallen leaf in the air swayed.

Seeing that Song Yizhi was not angry but was still entertaining herself, Rong Yueyuan lowered her eyes and continued to smear her with white jade cream.

After smearing the medicine, Rong Yueyuan wiped the remaining ointment on his hands with a handkerchief, and then bent down and sat down.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and poked Banlong's head, and discussed, "Why don't you let me go first?" ”

The half-dragon didn't say anything.

"This is Sect Master Xu's compensation for you." Rong Yueyuan took out a storage bag and put it on the table.

Song Yizhi saw that Banlong didn't react, so he looked away and looked at the storage bag on the table.

She took the storage bag and glanced inside with her divine sense, and retracted her divine sense and looked at Rong Yueyuan in shock, "You emptied the old bottom of the Refining Sect, right?" ”

All kinds of ores were shining, and there were a lot of spirit stones, which were about to blind her eyes, and in addition, there were all kinds of magic weapons.

Did Rong Yueyuan go and sweep away the Refining Weapon Sect?!

"No, although the Refining Sect is now going downhill, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the foundation of the Refining Sect is not bad." Rong Yueyuan's calm voice sounded, "This apology was given by Sect Master Xu on his own initiative. ”

Song Yizhi answered, she put away the storage bag, and then looked down at the half-dragon biting her thumb.

"Why don't you let go?" Song Yizhi shook his hand, and then felt that his temper had improved, "If you don't let go, I'll pull out your fangs." ”

Song Yizhi's voice fell, but Banlong still didn't react.

Just when Song Yizhi was about to make a move, the half-dragon digested the power in the blood, and it barely controlled its body to retract its fangs, and then fell straight down.

Song Yizhi quickly grabbed the half-dragon, she put the half-dragon on the table, and then looked at the two small bloody holes in her hands.

Fangs are so sharp.

However, his own blood should be a great supplement for the half-dragon, but it is just ...... There is more than a drop of blood in its mouth, can it digest it?

Song Yizhi thought for a moment, and then saw that the half-dragon on the table was already entrenched, and closed his eyes.

It looks like it's falling asleep and digesting the blood back into the body, as well as your own blood.

Rong Yueyuan didn't care about the life or death of Banlong, he took out a bottle of hemostatic herbal powder, and then pulled Song Yizhi's hand.

The powder of the hemostatic herb was sprinkled on his hand and stimulated the wound slightly, Song Yizhi shrank his hand, and the next second he was surrounded by Rong Yueyuan's wrist.

Good medicine, Rong Yueyuan said softly, "Rest early." ”

Song Yizhi nodded, then moved his wrist and grabbed Rong Yueyuan's sleeve and said, "This is my house, do you want to find a room to rest?" ”

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi with a slight stunnedness.

Her house?

She just arrived in Refining City and bought a house?

Song Yizhi answered and said, "Go out and turn left, the courtyard there is empty." ”

Rong Yueyuan nodded, then got up and went out, bringing Song Yizhi to the door by the way when he left.

After Rong Yueyuan left, Song Yizhi looked at the motionless half-dragon on the table, raised his hand and poked.

Looking at the half-dragon who didn't react, Song Yizhi pinched a trick to remove the dust and went to lie down and sleep.

Next.

After sleeping and getting up, Song Yizhi didn't feel very good.

As soon as you breathe in, you will have a dull pain in your lungs, although you took the pill in time and went to the Medicine King Valley to see it, but the gap in cultivation is too big, and it will take a few days to recover.

Bei Xianyue and the others looked at Song Yizhi's not very good face, and asked for a while to find out what she had experienced last night.

Seeing the worried eyes of several people, Song Yizhi said helplessly, "I'm really fine." ”

Wei Ling twisted his eyebrows and said, "Look at your complexion, is this called okay?" ”

"Originally, I was going to call you out to find out the news, so you better stay in the house." After Bei Xianyue finished speaking, she couldn't help but sigh, "You are also full of disasters and difficulties." ”

For a while, he was held hostage by the entourage of the princess of the Chijiao royal clan and pinched half to death, and then he was captured and beaten half to death by the elders of the Refining Weapon Sect.

No wonder she has so many magic weapons, if there were fewer magic weapons, maybe she would have gone to the Hades Palace to drink tea a long time ago.

"......" Song Yizhi couldn't refute for a while, she raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose.

Seeing the two round wounds on Song Yizhi's thumb, Lu Li asked, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

"Bitten, it's fine." Song Yizhi waved his hand.

Lu Li shook his head.

(End of chapter)