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The autumn wind blows, and even the Xuanyin Mountain Range is filled with the smell of ripe fruits.

In a valley, there was a lot of rubble scattered on the ground.

Among them, in a pile of stones the size of a square chicken nest, a small purple pointed head is about to come out sneakily.

It probed its head to look around, then shrank back.

In this area, there is not a trace of wind in sight.

Although it looked very calm, Zilong clearly knew that under this silence, there was a swift killing machine hidden.

It's just that it vaguely feels that this killing machine is not aimed at it, and is even protecting it.

Zilong poked his head out again, tilted his head curiously, and looked forward with a pair of vertical pupils, shrinking slightly.

At this moment, not far in front of him, there was a behemoth lying on the ground. This is the same ghost dog that chased and killed him many days ago, but now, lying on the ground half-dead, it has been a long time.

After observing for a long time, Zilong cautiously opened his feet and walked forward step by step.

After taking a few steps, he stood still and looked around.

Zilong knew that right in front of it, there was an invisible transparent shield, and this shield could confuse the enemy in addition to defense, and the key was that this shield would not harm itself.

But it was always cautious, standing at the edge of the invisible shield, tilting its head and not moving.

After a long bang, he spat out his snake-like tongue, mustered up courage, stretched out a small paw, and reached into the boundary.

For a moment, it shrank back again.

Safe!

Zilong's heart was reassured, it seemed that his instinct was right, this shield was to protect it rather than harm it.

Out of instinct, Zilong stretched out his little claws again, retracted them again, and so on several times.

After standing for a long time to accumulate courage, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, and crawled forward a few steps with a "hiss" scream, but always maintained his inner vigilance and the posture of retreating at any time.

There was a quiet place around, and Zilong's small movements did not cause any waves.

Zilong cheered, and even jumped a few times to celebrate.

Only then did he turn around and look at the ghost dog lying on his stomach not far from the side.

The ghost dog remained motionless in that position, for many days, and a lot of rotten flesh on the ghost dog's face had fallen off, and two black eye sockets could be clearly seen, and a faint blue fire was dancing in the eye sockets.

What Zilong is most interested in is this ray of blue fire, and it feels that if it absorbs this blue fire, it will be of great benefit to itself.

That's why it's venturing out.

Zilong looked around sneakily, and once again made sure that there was no danger, so he cautiously crawled slowly towards the ghost dog.

Despite this, Zilong was nervous in his heart, and he had to look back at the nest almost every step he took, thinking in his heart how to sneak back to the nest as quickly as possible in case the ghost dog cheated the corpse.

The closer he got, the more he smelled the foul smell coming from the ghost dog, but Zilong didn't care about it at all.

"Hiss!" the purple dragon monster screamed, his voice loud, intending to alarm the ghost dog.

But the ghost dog didn't move, and it seemed that he couldn't wake up. Zilong felt a wave of surprise fill his body, and suddenly his four claws were forced, and he quickly crawled, and when he saw that it was approaching, he sucked it violently.

Under this inhalation, the faint blue fire suddenly floated out of the ghost dog's skull and approached the purple dragon.

Although this ghost fire was unconscious, it seemed to be very resistant to the absorption of the purple dragon by instinct, and desperately wanted to retreat.

Seeing this, Zilong was not surprised and rejoiced, and sucked it again.

"Whoosh!", the phantom fire sucked into the stomach.

Suddenly, Zilong's eyes widened, and one of his vertical pupils looked extremely huge and weird. What is this feeling? A very abundant and incomparably pure yin qi instantly rushed into the purple dragon's body, and a feeling of abundance struck.

"Hiss!" Zilong cheered.

Then, with the sound of a rope, the purple dragon quickly crawled towards the lair, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.