Through Tuhuang Xiaolong's narration, Ling Yi gradually restored the truth of the matter.

At the beginning, he died suddenly due to overwork, and he thought that his soul happened to be sucked into the rift of time and space.

If Xiaolong hadn't appeared, his soul would still have been sucked out by the other space-time rift, and at the same time, he would have been reborn into the body of Ling Yi who had just gone mad and died.

But in that case, he would not have Chihuo, so he would not be able to deal with the crisis of being expelled from the sect after waking up, so maybe he would have died in the hands of Ma Hui now.

Where is he who has advanced in strength later?

So from this point of view, in fact, it was the little dragon in front of him who saved himself.

Thinking about it like this, Ling Yi's complexion softened a lot, anyway, he owed it himself, although this little dragon's intentions were actually bad at the beginning.

"I can't be blamed for that. ”

Taking a breath, Ling Yi spread his hands and said.

"Do you blame me?"

Xiaolong was furious, but he also knew that he had no way to take Ling Yi now, so he could only stomp his feet to express his dissatisfaction.

"Your Dragonfire ......"

Ling Yi thought for a moment and asked the question he was most concerned about, "Is there another name, called Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire?"

"Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire?"

Xiaolong's movements paused, and he tilted his head to stare at Ling Yi, "How do you know about the inferior flame of Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire?"

"Inferior ......"

Ling Yi was speechless for a while, the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire that had plagued him for a long time turned out to be an inferior flame in this little dragon's mouth.

Well, it's good if you're happy.

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Long pursed his dragon mouth with disdain, and said contemptuously: "That kind of garbage flame that only knows how to devour souls, you are embarrassed to compare it to my supreme dragon fire!"

"It's as if your dragon fire can devour people's souls, and you've been doing it for the past two days. ”

Ling Yi was expressionless, "Where is this advanced?"

"This ...... This is just one of the functions of dragon fire, and it just overlaps a little!"

Xiaolong hurriedly explained, as if Ling Yi decided that his dragon fire was the same as the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, which was a great insult to it.

"What's the difference?"

Ling Yi snorted disdainfully as he looked like a little dragon, "Aren't they all devouring the host's soul?"

"Fart!"

The earthy yellow dragon jumped up suddenly, and a dragon claw pointed at Ling Yi's nose and scolded: "You are cheap and good, how can my dragon fire devour the host's soul?"

"That's the dirty thing that only inferior flames like Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire can do, my Dragon Fire will only condense the spirit and condense the physical body for the host, and will never do such a thing!"

It's okay to insult it, it's absolutely not okay to insult its dragon fire!

"Oh, really?"

Ling Yi looked at Xiaolong, and there was a look of surprise in his calm eyes that was gradually magnifying.

"You ......"

Xiaolong was stunned, and suddenly reacted, "Are you lying to me?"

"If not, how do I know what you're saying is true or false?"

Ling Yi smiled, acknowledging Xiaolong's guess.

He was indeed cheating on this little dragon.

When he heard that Xiaolong actually knew about the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, and denied that its dragon fire was the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, Ling Yi had this idea.

But if he asked directly, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to hear the truth from Xiaolong's mouth, so it was better to use a radical method.

When he provoked the little dragon's anger, he was also using the red fire pupil to observe the other party's every move, and even the ups and downs of each dragon scale.

Although this was Ling Yi's first time dealing with a dragon, he believed that after his own observations, he believed that Xiaolong was telling the truth.

Another aspect of the evidence is that although the red fire in the spiritual world burned him unspeakably, at the same time, he also gained great benefits from it, and in the heaven-level spiritual qi cave heaven, Ling Yi took the risk of casting the Cangyan Maha to cultivate, and the red fire sea in the spiritual world grew a lot, but it did not jump out and devour his divine sense.

From his own suspicions to Xiaolong's reaction, he believed that the red fire in the spirit world was not the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, but it was just similar to the description in the ancient book that Elder Li handed over to him.

This old man is really scared of himself.

After getting the truth, Ling Yi also breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart, isn't it.

"You, you, you!"

Tuhuang Xiaolong has been for a long time, and he is so angry that the dragon's whiskers tremble, but firstly, it can't beat Ling Yi, and secondly, its own dragon fire is still on the other party, and it is completely at a disadvantage.

"You...... How could you think I was such a dragon!"

Finally, a helpless and sad word spat out from its trembling dragon mouth.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Ling Yi shrugged his shoulders and said something that made Xiaolong's face stunned.

"Will you help me?"

It's not too much to believe.

In Xiaolong's mind, he was finished.

Falling into Ling Yi's hands, even if it was for its dragon fire, Ling Yi would definitely want to kill it, right?

Only by killing it can you truly take the dragon fire for yourself without any worries, especially after tasting the benefits that the dragon fire brings to it, anyone will do it, right?

But Ling Yi said...... How can I help with it?

Absolutely!

Xiaolong was about to speak, but Ling Yi said coldly: "Let's talk about it first, don't talk about returning the dragon fire to you!"

This sentence was so angry that it almost foamed at the mouth.

"I knew it!"

"I knew it!"

Xiaolong began to jump to his feet in anger again, pointing at Ling Yi's nose and scolding, "I knew there was no such good thing!"

"So you really want me to give you back the dragon fire?"

Ling Yi rolled his eyes, revealing a look of "Are you an idiot?"

If it weren't for the help of the dragon fire along the way, he would have become a dead corpse a long time ago, not to mention that even now, he himself is in a lot of trouble, return the dragon fire to the little dragon?

Or is it equivalent to suicide!

The reason why he wanted to help Xiaolong, Ling Yi meant that without affecting himself, he would help if he could, after all, no matter whether the other party had good intentions or bad intentions, now this dragon fire has fallen on him, and he has indeed benefited a lot from it.

But if it is necessary to touch his most fundamental vital interests, there is no need to talk about it!

"You just want to pay it back, and you want me to swallow it......"

The little dragon jumped up and down for a long time, and suddenly collapsed on the ground like a deflated ball, wanting to cry without tears: "My dragon yuan has suffered a big loss, it is not easy to absorb dragon fire, and dragon fire has been cultivated so strongly by you, a bastard." ”

"If I dare to swallow the Dragon Fire Origin back now, I will directly burp and die of being propped up!"

Seeing that its expression didn't seem to be fake, Ling Yi couldn't help but wonder: "Then why are you jumping around?"

"In other words, if your original internal force is taken away by someone else, and you don't want to come back, can you not be angry?"

Xiaolong glanced at him, "Is it okay for Lao Tzu to vent?"