The dull sound of Yanlong's throat was pierced like thunder, which shocked Feng Qingcheng quickly covered his ears, and Mo Ran's eyes were incredible.

"You really understand what I said?"

With a low growl, the flame dragon's tail picked Feng Qingcheng with its tail and gradually approached the direction of the long sword inserted into its body.

Judging from this, it seemed that she wanted her to pull off the blade on it.

Feng Qingcheng turned his head and looked at Yanlong, his hands gradually spread out, and he tentatively grabbed the long sword.

"You want me to help you pull out the sword, right?"

But before this sentence was finished, the flame dragon's tail suddenly rose high.

It depends on the meaning, Feng Qingcheng will be wrong with its meaning.

Mu Chenxiao made a mistake and was nervous and was about to step forward, but Liunian grabbed his wrist.

"Don't act rashly, let's talk about it..."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes tightly locked the corners of Yanlong's eyes, and his eyebrows were frowned: "You don't want me to touch that sword? Well... I'll just not touch it..."

Her hands slowly opened, and shadows rose and fell in her eyes.

This flame dragon actually fully understood the meaning of her words. I think it must be that she had close contact with humans.

I just don’t know who can live with such a giant.

What made her even more shocked was what kind of person could imprison such a giant here.

Those who can imprison it here must have such a despicable means to do it.

And why is it imprisoned in this dark place?

The flame dragon's tail slowly lowered its height again, and it was still moving towards the sword. When Feng Qingcheng's legs were parallel to the blade, it slowly placed her legs on the blade.

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Feng Qingcheng sighed and gasped, watching the clothes on his legs gradually faded into blood, condensed into drips and falling down.

A low roar suddenly came from the Yanlong's throat, and his tail moved, as if he couldn't wait to move Feng Qingcheng to his back, allowing Feng Qingcheng's blood to drip on its scales.

Feng Qingcheng looked at it with a dumbfounded look. The sharp sword was there, but she didn't let her help pull it out. Instead, she cut her legs and enjoyed her blood flowing backwards. Is it going to flow her blood.

Does it mean to do it?

Just when she was confused and didn't know what the dragon was doing, her eyes were suddenly covered by a golden light.

I saw a brilliant and dazzling golden pattern suddenly blooming on one of the scales of the flame dragon.

This is a phoenix pattern spreading its wings and soaring. As the blood drips on Feng Qingcheng's legs, it shines even more and is dazzling.

In this golden light, Feng Qingcheng could even feel a huge energy filling the pattern and about to break out of the air.

Although I don’t know what this is, Feng Qingcheng subconsciously felt that this did not seem to be a good thing.

Just now, the flame dragon has always targeted her and has wanted her life again and again, and it seems that she will never stop.

If she had done what it wanted at this time, God knew that it would wait a while and would have chewed all four of them as a dish.

As soon as she shook her body, she hooked her legs with her hands. A glimmer of light flashed brightly on her palm, quietly covering the bleeding wound, repairing the trauma itself.

The wound and the dull sound of the thunderous sound between the Yanlong's throat shocked Feng Qingcheng quickly covered his ears, and Mo Ran's eyes were incredible.

"You really understand what I said?"

With a low growl, the flame dragon's tail picked Feng Qingcheng with its tail and gradually approached the direction of the long sword inserted into its body.

Judging from this, it seemed that she wanted her to pull off the blade on it.

Feng Qingcheng turned his head and looked at Yanlong, his hands gradually spread out, and he tentatively grabbed the long sword.

"You want me to help you pull out the sword, right?"

But before this sentence was finished, the flame dragon's tail suddenly rose high.

It depends on the meaning, Feng Qingcheng will be wrong with its meaning.

Mu Chenxiao made a mistake and was nervous and was about to step forward, but Liunian grabbed his wrist.

"Don't act rashly, let's talk about it..."

Feng Qingcheng's eyes tightly locked the corners of Yanlong's eyes, and his eyebrows were frowned: "You don't want me to touch that sword? Well... I'll just not touch it..."

Her hands slowly opened, and shadows rose and fell in her eyes.

This flame dragon actually fully understood the meaning of her words. I think it must be that she had close contact with humans.

I just don’t know who can live with such a giant.

What made her even more shocked was what kind of person could imprison such a giant here.

Those who can imprison it here must have such a despicable means to do it.

And why is it imprisoned in this dark place?

The flame dragon's tail slowly lowered its height again, and it was still moving towards the sword. When Feng Qingcheng's legs were parallel to the blade, it slowly placed her legs on the blade.

Skip by.

Feng Qingcheng sighed and gasped, watching the clothes on his legs gradually faded into blood, condensed into drips and falling down.

A low roar suddenly came from the Yanlong's throat, and his tail moved, as if he couldn't wait to move Feng Qingcheng to his back, allowing Feng Qingcheng's blood to drip on its scales.

Feng Qingcheng looked at it with a dumbfounded look. The sharp sword was there, but she didn't let her help pull it out. Instead, she cut her legs and enjoyed her blood flowing backwards. Is it going to flow her blood.

Does it mean to do it?

Just when she was confused and didn't know what the dragon was doing, her eyes were suddenly covered by a golden light.

I saw a brilliant and dazzling golden pattern suddenly blooming on one of the scales of the flame dragon.

This is a phoenix pattern spreading its wings and soaring. As the blood drips on Feng Qingcheng's legs, it shines even more and is dazzling.

In this golden light, Feng Qingcheng could even feel a huge energy filling the pattern and about to break out of the air.

Although I don’t know what this is, Feng Qingcheng subconsciously felt that this did not seem to be a good thing.

Just now, the flame dragon has always targeted her and has wanted her life again and again, and it seems that she will never stop.

If she had done what it wanted at this time, God knew that it would wait a while and would have chewed all four of them as a dish.

As soon as she shook her body, she hooked her legs with her hands. A glimmer of light flashed brightly on her palm, quietly covering the bleeding wound, repairing the trauma itself.
Chapter completed!