If he wanted to fight against a half-step Divine Journey Realm existence like the Horned Dragon King, Chang Xi had to work harder than when he fought against the White Tiger Clan's Ember Elder and the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect Zeng Jiuhe.

Although the effect of separating and re-fusing the dragon power and spiritual power is not weak, the damage to the meridians from the overly aggressive overload operation mode is still obvious. Moreover, his act of forcibly urging the two types of sword dao supernatural powers by almost squeezing his life span had already boiled his body into a pot of porridge, and he would have been killed on the spot if he were an ordinary person.

But he knew that as long as he showed a little weakness in front of the Horned Dragon King, he would have no chance to turn over. When fighting against enemies who are several times or even dozens of times stronger than themselves, the cruelty and lethality of the psychological game are, to some extent, a hundred times more dangerous than the physical fighting, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Before, when he broke the purple thunder cloud pattern dragon spear with brute force, he was almost choked by the blood that was flowing upstream, but fortunately, he swallowed it in time and did not interrupt the great sword momentum.

Chang Xi, who was deep in sleep, only felt that his limbs and bones were launching waves of verbal protests against him, asking him not to take care of his body like this in the future. After all, even if it is the Dragon Emperor Immortal Body, it has its own limits, not to mention that it is still the Dragon Emperor Immortal Body that has not been sublimated and is just groped out by itself, which can only be regarded as entering the house, but there is still a big gap from reaching the peak.

Although the damage to the limbs and meridians this time was somewhat serious, the powerful recovery ability possessed by the Origin Power of the Dragon King was still there, and within a few days of resting, he should be able to recover preliminarily.

"Smack!"

Then Chang Xi clearly sensed a hot and wet thing smashed on his face. The divine thoughts in his Mud Pill Palace seemed to be affected by some kind of influence around him, and he was unable to detect the surroundings. At this moment, these eyelids seem to be heavy, and if you want to open them, it is no less difficult than fighting the Horned Dragon King again.

An extremely pleasant fragrance penetrated Chang Xi's mouth and nose through the hot and wet thing, and then the hot thing began to move on his face.

Only then did Chang Xi know that someone was wiping his face.

It's just that the force of wiping his face is really a bit terrifying, and the guy who wiped his face doesn't know what he's thinking. Chang Xi didn't know how to get it, so he remembered that when he was a child, he rolled a lot of mud after the rain, and was caught by his father to take a bath. One pound of skin, two pounds of mud.

Chang Xi only felt that at this moment, the manpower to wipe his face "kindly" was much more powerful than rubbing a bath, and this was going to be a normal person, and he was afraid that his whole face would be gone. While he sighed that the bed under him was really solid and earth-shattering, he shouted loudly in his heart, dare this person think that he is painting the city wall?

That faint fragrance penetrated into the depths of Chang Xi's body, inexplicably speeding up the flow of his king's origin, greatly increasing the speed of his recovery from his injuries. When the person who wiped his face "accidentally" stabbed him into his nostrils for the thirty-seventh time, Chang Xi finally opened his eyes, his eyes were vicious and vicious, and he planned to see whose face-wiping skills were so good!

Then the fierce and vicious he looked at the stunned Bai Xiaoshuang.

Bai Xiaoshuang saw that Chang Xi was really woken up by her, and his excited little face blushed and said: "Mother's method is really easy to use, this human race's method of rubbing his face with a hot towel is really good!"

Chang Xi sat up and repaid this Tianjiao who was really lively and free of spirit, and said angrily: "Is that okay? I won't wake up again, not to mention that my nose was pierced by you, and my whole face will be rubbed by you." ”

Bai Xiaoshuang looked at the golden blood left on the extremely heat-resistant hot towel in his hand, and hurriedly hid behind him embarrassedly, and said with a cute face: "I have never rubbed someone's face before, and my strength is not good, young master, don't mind!"

Facing such an extremely eye-catching dragon woman as Bai Xiaoshuang, Chang Xi naturally had no intention of continuing to blame her. A proud son of heaven like her, who has lived in the Four Divine Beast Clan since childhood, can put down the shelf and know how to take care of others, it is already a blessing from the heavens, can you ask her more?

Chang Xi, who felt a lot better and was no longer as uncomfortable as before, asked himself how many days he had been asleep, and learned from Bai Xiaoshuang's mouth that two days and two nights had passed.

Chang Xi was slightly stunned when he heard this, with his experience and calculations, the sequelae of weakness caused by his overloaded spiritual power sword intent and dragon breath would take at least three days or so to repair, how could he recover so quickly this time?

Chang Xi suddenly sniffled, and sure enough, he smelled the unusually good fragrance again, just one wisp of it made the origin flow rate in his body speed up again, he subconsciously looked at Bai Xiaoshuang, and blurted out: "Is it the fragrance on your body?"

Bai Xiaoshuang was slightly stunned for a puzzled sound, but then blushed his cheeks, and waved his hand again and again: "Young master, you misunderstood, it's not the fragrance on my body, it's this." ”

Bai Xiaoshuang pointed to a few bright flowers in the corner of the bedroom, like a dragon pan.

"These flowers are called alder and are an ancient plant in the northern Xinjiang region. The floral fragrance of the alder dragon can stimulate the power of the origin in the dragon clan's body, and it is mostly used to heal injuries and break through the shackles of the realm, and there are only eighteen plants left in the entire dragon clan!"

Bai Xiaoshuang smiled and said, "My mother said that as long as there is the Alder Dragon Dog, the healing speed of the injuries in your body will definitely be greatly accelerated, young master." ”

"Let the White Jade Dragon King and you bother. Chang Xi sniffed the fragrance of the flowers fiercely, and then exhaled deeply, the faint floral fragrance of the alder dragon is like the heart and lungs, driving the unrestrained vitality of the origin, making him feel comfortable, as if he was in the warm embrace of his mother.

Bai Xiaoshuang led Chang Xi out of the bedroom, and what caught his eye was a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers. The waterfall that is as magnificent as the galaxy in the sky hangs on the rock wall of the green mountain, flies straight down 3,000 feet, falls into a pool of water vapor, splashes the pool water of white jade color. Around the pond, which is thousands of feet deep, there are many dragon clan disciples with scales as white as jade absorbing the essence of demonic power in heaven and earth. As far as the eye can see, female dragons are the majority.

This is the famous white jade dragon territory in the dragon clan, Baiyutan.

The white jade dragon disciples who were practicing by the pond noticed Bai Xiaoshuang, especially when they noticed the young master behind her, who was the one who had overcome the Horned Dragon King, they were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and they just wanted to get up and salute, but they soon saw the young master who dared to make a move against the Horned Dragon King at every turn raised his hand and pressed it down, shook his head gently, and motioned them to leave him alone and continue to cultivate.

The corners of Chang Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could vaguely feel that these white jade dragon disciples seemed to be absorbing the Heavenly Bright Moon Essence, and with each wisp of Bright Moon Essence, the white scale armor on their bodies became brighter and brighter. It's just that there are two suns hanging high in the sky at this moment, which obscures the moonlight, which greatly reduces the effect of cultivation.

This is a little inconsistent with the memory left by the old man, Chang Xi said what he thought in his heart, and got confirmation from Bai Xiaoshuang, she explained: "In the past, our White Jade Dragon Pulse did not cultivate the power of the Bright Moon, and relied on the unique extracted Xuanzhong Water in the White Jade Pool. However, because with the growth of the cultivation of the high-level disciples of the White Jade Dragon lineage, the demand for Xuan Heavy Water can be said to have increased exponentially. Xuan Heavy Water was in short supply, so it had to be stored as a strategic reserve and changed to cultivate the power of the Bright Moon. ”

Bai Xiaoshuang shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said helplessly: "Although night is the best time to absorb the power of the bright moon, the time during the day can't be wasted like this, right? ”

Bai Xiaoshuang wrinkled his delicate nose and complained, "My white and tender skin, which I have cultivated with great difficulty, is about to be tanned by the poisonous sun!"