Chitose had a bad look in his eyes, and he obviously saw his sadness. She took a few more breaths, and didn't let go until the boy began to struggle: "Is this okay?"

She didn't seem to be very impressed when the two of them had last shook hands, but at least it was a few years ago. Yan Saburo's hand was bigger, warmer, and stronger than before.

"Hmm. Yan Saburo took off the necklace and was about to speak, when Chitose suddenly stopped him:

"Hey!"

She suddenly approached, and stopped less than a foot away from him, her eyes moving slightly, and she carefully examined his eyebrows, as if to remember his appearance in her heart.

Perhaps, it would be the last time she would see him.

After a while, she nodded slowly at him, "Good luck." ”

Yan Saburo suddenly opened his arms and hugged her.

The hug was so hard that Chitose was startled.

But before she could relax, he let go of his hand and took a step back.

This hug was as fast as it had never happened before.

"Good luck to you and me. Yan Saburo smiled at her, and then grabbed the wooden bell and whispered: "Keep the wish, accept the contract and terminate the contract!"

The wooden bell stored the rewards for his previous missions, and Yan Saburo didn't plan to take it out at this juncture—the more powerful he was, the more fierce the Twelve Dragons melee would be.

Anyway, if he unfortunately dies, it is useless to keep these wishes, it is better to give them to the next master.

What's more, he has self-confidence.

He will not fail, let alone die!

As soon as the words fell, a little blue light flashed on the surface of the wooden bell, and then there was no movement.

Yan Saburo looked up, and the woman in red who was sitting at the table had disappeared.

He was the only one left in the room.

After he terminated the contract with the wooden bell, the artifact returned to its original state and became ownerless again.

Before it binds its owner, Chitose can't go out.

The familiar bedroom suddenly seemed empty and unpopular.

Strange. He thought that Chitose usually wandered around at night, and rarely stayed quietly in his bedroom, but he had never felt that his residence was so quiet.

The habit is really terrible, and it invades the muscles and marrow unconsciously, making people unable to let go.

Yan Saburo let out a long breath and adjusted his mood. He still has a tough battle to fight. If he wants to see Chitose again, first he has to win.

When he opened his eyes again, his heart was already unsettled.

The boy wiped the wooden bell, put it away in his arms, then grabbed a medicine bottle and swallowed all five pills in it.

If Chitose were here, he would have made a sound noise, and he would have been allowed to swallow a maximum of three pills.

Then, Yan Saburo sat cross-legged again and began to get rid of distracting thoughts and breathe.

After a little week, he entered a state of inner determination.

The eleven little dragons that were thriving in the meridians also seemed to sense something, and shook their heads and tails, more lively than usual. The medicine was swallowed into the abdomen, and it was immediately transformed into a powerful true power, and the power was very violent.

Put it to someone else, and probably place it directly in the dantian. The place was like a reservoir where rivers converged, serving as a reservoir for water storage and flood control. However, Yan Saburo's practice of "Dragon Feeding Formula" is too special, and it has not yet opened up a dantian to accommodate and buffer the medicinal properties, and it is directly rushed into the meridians after this true power is generated.

But everywhere it passes, there are small dragons pounced on and sniped, you bite it, I also bite it, all of them gobble, with this true power flowing more and more mediocre, Yan Saburo commanded it became very easy.

However, these nutrients are distributed, and every little dragon is still unsatisfied, but it is hung up and has an appetite, and it is even more manic in the meridians. They are hungry for power, they are hungry for fighting, they are hungry for greater territory.

Holding on to their own meridians is too small for them to exert their strength and kicks as they get stronger.

After all, he had taken a few more small pills. When this true power flowed to the eleventh meridian, it did not become the end of the strong crossbow, but under the guidance of Yan Saburo, it cooperated with the eleventh little dragon and directly hit the last meridian of the body: the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian.

Based on the previous eleven experiences, it was not too difficult to penetrate this meridian, and it was even a little easier than before. Zelen wandered back and forth in it, and in an instant became the last dragon to stay here.

At this point, the twelve meridians required by the first stage of the "Dragon Feeding Formula" have all been opened, and the twelve little dragons have all been cultivated.

Even if his heart is as constant as Yan Saburo, he feels that his strength is not up at the moment.

There are twelve dragons, each of which is a living dragon and a tiger, stirring up wind and rain in their respective territories. The young man only felt that the twelve serious waves were terrifying, and it should be a catastrophe that happened once in five hundred years, even if he tried his best to pacify and consolidate, the embankment would collapse in minutes!

Eleven and twelve, there is a world of difference.

The dragons danced wildly, and once the meridians were broken, he would immediately become a wasted person. Yan Saburo didn't dare to hold it up, and struggled to put Pei Yuan Dan in his mouth, and then went on to breathe.

The function of Pei Yuan Dan is to consolidate the strength of the meridians, which is equivalent to fortifying the embankment. And this time it's not just for the Twelve Orthodox.

After a while, the whole body was warm. Yan Saburo took a deep breath, and while Pei Yuan Dan's medicinal power had not disappeared, he quickly entered the next stage:

Phagocytosis.

At his command, the barrier between the two meridians disappeared, and the two streams converged into one. The little dragons, who were originally evil neighbors to each other, suddenly found themselves in the same unobstructed waterway, and immediately pounced on them and got entangled!

This moment, they have been waiting for a long time.

Twelve small dragons, devouring each other in pairs, a total of six groups. The drumming true power shook Yan Saburo's every meridian and was painful.

They grow too strong.

Zhenli twisted together to squeeze, fight, and retrograde, and the owner of the body must experience the pain of piercing the heart, as if it has been cut by a thousand knives from the inside of the meridians.

This is still his premeditated and planned opening of the gate to release the dragon, otherwise if the twelve Zhenli dragons break the embankment and fight together, Yan Saburo's fate will be to immediately burst the muscles and bones and skull and die, but there is no pain at all.

The essence of "Dragon Feeding Jue" is that feeding dragons is like feeding Gu, and it will eventually guide the real dragons to devour each other and grow. Of course, the process is extremely dangerous, but the benefits are immediate.

If there is a second person standing in the room, you will find that Yan Saburo is red all over, and the exposed face, neck, and hands seem to have just been taken out of the steamer, so red that they are about to drip blood, and the green tendons are bursting out.

The surface of the boy's body floated with a faint vapor, like mist.

He trembled slightly at first, then it got worse.

Unfortunately, there was no one else in the house to help him, and even Chitose was locked back in a wooden bell.

Outside the window, there were crickets chirping in the rockery of Chunshentang, and Huang Dazheng was lying on the stone table napping, not knowing that the master had reached the point of life and death.

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