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Chapter 309 The Love of Xianpai Mountain 46
However, Xia Ling was alive, but she was burdened with a debt from him that she would never be able to pay off.

There is no one else who is willing to dedicate his life like him, just for her to survive.

Xia Ling's eyes looked at Long Lan's gradually changing shape, and a strangeness gradually appeared in the girl's pure black eyes, and she recognized him at a glance.

It was the young man who acted like a baby to her on the mountainside, talking and laughing with her all the way, and also the highness Long San who lied to her.

Xia Ling stared there in a daze, his pupils constricted slowly inadvertently, a little unbelievable, the first picture after waking up would be like this.

Long Lan was wounded all over his body, he was disfigured, and his whole body was weak. Under the joint control of the two Taoist priests, his life force was still flowing crazily unstoppably.

In Xia Ling's eyes, he gradually changed into his original appearance, his weakest state.

A cold blue giant dragon was lying in the West Chamber Pavilion, its head drooped and its body was weak, but its eyes kept looking in a certain direction.

Xia Ling only felt that something had hit her heart hard, causing a sharp pain in her heart, as if it was blocked, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as she was about to move, a handsome-looking Taoist student immediately expressed concern: "Junior Sister Xia, you'd better not move, your wound is just right, if you touch the wound again, it will be bad for you."

The words of this Taoist disciple were as gentle as a mu, and his eyes were to prevent Xia Ling from seeing Long Lan who had transformed into a dragon.

But Li Ziyue next to him stopped him, and said to Xia Ling: "He saved you, if you want to take a look at him, I'll help you over there."

Xia Ling nodded slightly, but the soft response that overflowed his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't speak out for a long time.

Li Ziyue supported Xia Ling and stood in front of Long Lan. The two old urchins had already left Long Lan's side. They had tried their best, but Long Lan couldn't survive without his heart and soul.

The dragon demon is against the sky in the world, and he is on the same level as the immortal family. Even if they want to save him against the sky, they are so helpless at the same level.

If Long Lan wasn't a dragon demon, maybe they could really save him.

This is like a relationship between upper and lower levels. Only the strong can save those who are weaker than themselves, and for those of the same level, it is really too far-fetched to redeem.

Unless there is a miracle, but it must be Long Lan, a demon who is already very strong, who can resist it by himself.

But now it is obvious that he has reached the end of his life, and he can't cast any magic power after taking form.

Even the hope of self-help was wiped out.

Xia Ling was supported by Li Ziyue, looking at Long Lan's original shape, her heart was always tight, like suffocation, with a little cautious fear.

She looked into his eyes with a feeling of familiarity, but the light in those cold blue dragon eyes was quietly disappearing.

The surroundings were very close, and only the faint breathing of Long Lan's dragon body could be heard.

He is very beautiful, even if he transforms into his original form, he is still a beautiful blue dragon, but without the cover of the humanoid clothes, the shocking welts on the scales are completely exposed.

What has he experienced?
The blue scales fell off, and the flesh and blood turned sideways. Such a scene appeared on the clean and delicate dragon. No one can treat it as if nothing happened.

Xia Ling suddenly felt a little sore and uncomfortable, as if her heart was being pressed down by a boulder, which made her almost forget to breathe, but her eyes were always on Long Lan's body.

She wanted to get close to him, she wanted to hug him, but when Xia Ling approached him, he suddenly aggressively warned him to protect himself when he was on the verge of death.

He has lost consciousness, and he has become the most primitive dragon. With the wildest and most natural judgment, he alone protects himself and defends his dignity.

(End of this chapter)