Huaiye Lane Mansion.

Outside the Yinbingzhai courtyard, a Silla maid named Banxi was waiting quietly.

She didn't know that at this moment, a strange scene was taking place in the yard separated by a wall in front of her:

The pretty girl and the lady in white stood and sat at the table.

The same thing is that they closed their eyes at the same time and held the same bronze sword together.

Two bowls of noodles have been eaten, and two bowls of tea are left.

Yu Nianyuan frowned and closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Zhao Qingxiu is left-handed and holds the sword with her left hand.

Her right palms were spread out at the same time, and the strange little sleepy dragon in her right palm was slowly flowing through her slender body towards the bronze sword held tightly in her left hand, very slowly.

The long sword's rust-green body exudes a blood-red halo.

The trapped dragon in the palm slowly moved towards it, and its light became brighter and brighter. Fortunately, it was a clear day and the blood-red halo could not spread far, otherwise it would have attracted the half-attentive attention of those waiting outside the hospital.

This scene in the courtyard seems to be carrying out some mysterious ritual...

Mengyuan.

A source of evil dragons continuously gushes out, where a small bronze sword hangs upside down.

There are various phantoms of anonymous female monarchs.

Most of the female monarchs were motionless.

At this moment, only the five shadows of female monarchs, each with their own merits, were able to move freely and gathered together.

The lady with double sideburns slanting on the left, the lady with double sideburns slanting on the right, and the lady in white who is logically supposed to be the next to have a sleepy dragon besides the tall blonde lady, their eyes fell on Zhao Qingxiu and Xue Zhongzhu.

in the palm of your hand.

This is not something that "Mrs. Meng" can have. Mrs. Meng only has the qualifications to enter the Meng Yuan, but killing the dragon and catching it are the harsh conditions for the next great realm of Yue Nu Dao.

How difficult it is for a Yue girl to kill a dragon, let alone a difficult one.

The gathering of anonymous ladies on the field at this moment has clearly shown that before this, only Xuezhongzhu had a trapped dragon.

Not even Yu Nianyuan, the female monarch in white who ranks second among the female monarchs of this generation, has yet to appear.

However, this demure and gentle lady in white is in a very special situation.

Every realm of the Yue Nu Dao Lineage is like a celestial being to her.

However, the benefits of each level after promotion are also extremely great, which is not comparable to that of the ordinary anonymous female monarch.

If in the dreamy abyss, the lady in white can kill a dragon, the benefits will be even more wonderful, and it will inevitably be a thunderbolt.

Because in the explicit sound of the piano that resounded for hundreds of miles around Xunyang not long ago, the spiritual energy cultivation light beam on her body was darker, similar to the old Taoist who was resurrected hundreds of miles away with the help of Li Dalang's physical body.

Obviously, both of them are going against the will of heaven, and naturally they are faced with many difficulties.

If God is unhappy, he will send thunder from the sky.

No matter what, at this time, Zhao Qingxiu was only a newly promoted sixth-grade "Mrs. Dream", but she had a strange and great blessing. She became the second special Yue girl in the field with a trapped dragon, alongside her senior sister Xue Zhongzhu.

This has never happened to every generation of virgins in the past when they were in the sixth rank. At least Yu Nianyuan, who has read through the books in the palace's secret library, has never heard of this. This extraordinary deed of Zhao Qingxiu, the virgin of this generation, will definitely be recorded in the women's list.

The secret book of the king's palace is for future generations of female kings to look up to.

Zhao Qingxiu was surrounded by the senior sisters, observing carefully, and the atmosphere was completely silent.

Xue Zhongzhu had already let go of her embrace... This was a gaffe she rarely showed in front of her junior sisters... and she was also looking at the trapped dragon in Zhao Qingxiu's palm.

Zhao Qingxiu was a little embarrassed to be stared at and lowered her head slightly.

Xuezhongzhu and Yu Nianyuan exchanged glances.

The two girls had received a letter from Zhao Qingxiu before, and they vaguely knew that the benefits gained by the seventh junior sister's breakthrough seemed to be related to the boy husband.

Seeing this extraordinary blessing, everyone was a little silent.

The shadow of the candle in the snow seemed to be frowning.

Only the ladies with sideburns on the left and right don't know yet. They are all looking at the seventh junior sister with very curious and admiring eyes.

The lady with double sideburns suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhao Qingxiu.

Under the candle in the snow, Yu Nianyuan came back to his senses, followed the pointing and discovered an anomaly.

The shadow of Zhao Qingxiu's slender figure was faintly covered with a purple halo, including her eyes, which were surrounded by a strange purple mist.

This purple mist is different from the high-grade cultivation purple aura on Xue Zhongzhu's body. It is sometimes thick and sometimes light, flowing like viscous water.

At the same time, the small purple mist dragon trapped in Zhao Qingxiu's palm was different from the small snow-white dragon in the palm of the candle in the snow.

The latter is quiet, somewhat noble and lazy.

The former is spinning in a circle, with the palm of its hand trapped, as if it is spinning in circles in a hurry.

Whenever the purple mist halo on Zhao Qingxiu's body flows over the edge of her palm, the little purple mist dragon spins extremely quickly, as if it is longing for something, but it is difficult to get out of the palm.

The women looked at each other, not understanding the reason.

It is a source of extraordinary blessings. It is naturally strange and special. There is no precedent and it is difficult to understand.

Yu Nianyuan lowered his eyes, reached out and touched the purple halo of light on Zhao Qingxiu's body, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, she raised her head and shook her head at Xuezhongzhu and others who had inquiring eyes.

I also don’t understand.

While being looked at by senior sisters with various attitudes, Zhao Qingxiu's focus was elsewhere.

This is her first time entering the Dream Abyss as Mrs. Meng.

At this time, I also discovered the difference from the original dream.

There is no sound.

Also, they are just phantoms projected one after another. When it comes to voices, they actually have no hearing.

All the ladies can only communicate through some simple gestures.

They are all short phrases and cannot be described in long sentences.

Zhao Qingxiu is particularly good at this area.

She has been mute since she was a child, so she is no stranger to sign language. However, most of the people she met in her past life, such as Ouyang Rong, do not know sign language for the time being, so she can only rely on the simple and crude method of writing.

But now in Mengyuan, I can't write, so I can only use sign language.

Zhao Qingxiu saw the senior sister making a gesture to the second senior sister.

It roughly means:

【Where are you two】

Yu Nianyuan replied with a simple gesture:

【Still in the city】

Xue Zhongzhu frowned and waved his hand.

The meaning is simpler, urge them to come back quickly without delay.

Without waiting for Yu Nianyuan to answer, Zhao Qingxiu pulled the sleeves of Xuezhongzhu and made a series of gestures towards her to explain Tan Lang's matter.

Xuezhongzhu tilted his head slightly, with a confused look on his face.

Next to them, the shadows of the female monarchs with sideburns on the left and right also tilted their heads, equally confused.

Didn't even understand.

Zhao Qingxiu realized that her gestures were too complicated.

Yu Nianyuan glanced at the seventh junior sister who had a helpless face.

Although she didn't understand the gestures, she roughly guessed what the seventh junior sister was saying.

But Mengyuan was in danger and it was not advisable to stay for a long time. They came together this time, not to exchange gossip.

Yu Nianyuan reached out and patted Zhao Qingxiu's shoulder, comforting him gently.

Xuezhongzhu looked at Yu Nianyuan and then at Zhao Qingxiu, frowning more and more suspiciously.

At this time, the tall blonde lady suddenly raised her head.

Yu Nianyuan, Zhao Qingxiu and others also looked up.

There seemed to be a black shadow passing across the sky.

Immediately, a "squirming" shadow fell from the sky and landed vertically in front of the abyss, very close to the abyss. It bounced a few times and then moved slightly on the ground.

This scene of falling to the ground was silent.

Take a closer look.

Then I saw clearly that it was a snow white sturgeon.
To be continued...