Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Wei Yang moved his eyes towards the direction of the cave, feeling the familiar aura inside.

This breath seems slightly unstable.

After realizing this, he couldn't help but smile.

"Not long ago, Sister Xian'er sent me a message, saying that she has successfully broken through and is now stabilizing her state." Qinglin quickly explained: "Sister Xian'er said that it should take a few days."

"Well, very good, double happiness!" Wei Yang nodded with a smile, and then looked back at Dujiao who stood in front of him with hollow and numb eyes.

"His soul was eroded by poison, and now he has lost his intelligence, leaving only an instinct. Therefore, you should be able to conquer it."

Wei Yang said: "I will pull away the Nether Poison Fire later. You can establish a contract with it immediately while it is unconscious."

"Yes." Qing Lin nodded, and then asked a little uneasily: "Young Master, I am just a fighting master, can I subdue him?"

"It's okay. It has no consciousness and won't resist. It shouldn't be a big problem." Wei Yang comforted: "Don't feel any psychological pressure. Just give it a try. Even if it doesn't work for the time being, it's okay. Then wait until you step into the Great Fighting Master. Let’s try it later.”

"Okay." Qinglin smiled, stood in front of Dujiao, took a breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Let's start." Wei Yang said and stretched out his hand.

Suddenly, a palm-sized green flame flew out of Unicorn's body and landed in his palm glowing with black flames.

Qing Lin, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

In each of the eyes, a small green flower appeared, emitting a faint light.

These rays of light reflected on Dujiao's body.

At the same time, a very slight strange wave emanated from Qing Lin's body.

Wei Yang waved his hand, and a soul barrier appeared, blocking the spread of this strange wave.

He felt it carefully, then frowned and shook his head.

Although the improved soul seal is much better than before.

But once Qing Lin uses all his strength to use the Blue Snake Three Flowers, the strange fluctuations still cannot be completely blocked.

If Wei Yang did not block the spread of this wave, but allowed it to spread, if there were people from the Heavenly Snake Mansion near the Netherworld Swamp at this time, they would definitely notice it.

"It doesn't matter. If I stay here for another three years, I won't have to be too afraid of the Heavenly Snake Mansion." Wei Yang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

Now that he has obtained a mid-level Douzong fighter, he has gained some confidence and is no longer very afraid of the Tian Snake Mansion.

In another three years, I will be at least the peak Dou Huang, and Xian'er will also be a mid-to-high-level Dou Zong. Even if I face the Tian Snake Mansion directly, so what?

……

When the dim light converged, leaving a pattern of green flowers on Unicorn's forehead.

Qing Lin's face was pale, a thin layer of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, and he almost fell down as his figure swayed.

Wei Yang hugged her quickly, "Qinglin, how do you feel?"

Qing Lin leaned comfortably in Wei Yang's arms, with a happy smile on his face and said, "Master, I succeeded."

"I know, I've seen it all." Wei Yang wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose for her, "I'm asking you, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired." Qinglin shook his head.

Wei Yang sat down cross-legged, put her sideways in his arms, and said, "Then stop talking, close your eyes and take a rest."

"Yes." Qing Lin obediently closed his eyes. Soon, his breathing became even and he fell into a deep sleep.

"It seems that even if it has lost its self-awareness and only retains its instincts, it is still a bit reluctant for Qinglin to subdue the seventh-level snake monster." Wei Yang secretly said.

He gently tidied up the few strands of hair scattered on Qinglin's cheeks.

Turning his hands, he took out a jade bottle and put the Nether Poison Fire in his other hand into it and sealed it.

Putting away the jade bottle, Wei Yang looked up at Dujiao.

I could see that his dilated and hollow pupils were slowly beginning to focus, gradually regaining some of their energy.

After a while.

He lowered his head and looked straight at Qing Lin, who was lying in Wei Yang's arms, with eyes that no longer seemed so hollow and numb, with a hint of splendor in his eyes.

He seemed stunned, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he slowly knelt down on one knee.

His eyes seemed a little confused at this time, and a hint of pain would appear on his face from time to time. He knelt there motionless, staring stupidly at Qing Lin who had fallen asleep.

And this performance of Unicorn.

"what?"

Wei Yang felt a little surprised instead, "It seems that he still has some remaining consciousness that has been awakened? He actually knows pain, knows how to think, and knows how to kneel down?"

"Is it because the poison has not completely eroded the soul, or is it because the Green Snake Sanhua has awakened his remaining consciousness?"

Wei Yang held Qinglin in one hand and touched his chin with the other, looking at Dujiao who was kneeling there on one knee.

"Or maybe it's because he is a seventh-level poison monster, so the poison erosion is not as serious as I thought, and his own ability to resist and adapt to poison is stronger than I thought?"

"No matter what, this is a good sign. Since there is still a trace of consciousness left, it won't be so troublesome to recover in the future." Wei Yang pondered.

It seems that it is worth spending more time on Dujiao in the future.

An obedient and sensible subordinate who knows how to think and analyze problems and is loyal is undoubtedly much better than a stupid, incapable of thinking and thoughtless puppet.

……

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

After three days of recovery, Dujiao's eyes looked more alert.

The remaining ray of consciousness was also successfully controlled. He became familiar with his body and his movements became much more flexible.

He even knew how to shout to Qinglin: Master, these two words.

Wei Yang fed him a fourth-grade healing pill, which restored more vitality to his body. The vitality was much stronger than three days ago.

The Douzong-level physical body is still a monster. It is inherently powerful and has strong self-recovery capabilities.

After Xian'er refines the Nether Poison Fire, he will extract the excess toxins from Dujiao's body, straighten them out, and then recuperate. I believe he will recover better.

As for the soul.

Wei Yang didn't have much else to do. For the time being, he could only rely on Dujiao to recover slowly.

Wei Yang doesn't even have a fourth-grade soul-nourishing lotus in his hand now.

Otherwise, you can refine a soul nourishing liquid for Dujiao to help him recover.

……

Another three days passed.

On this day, a powerful Douhuang-level aura suddenly erupted in the cave.

Then, it gradually converged again.

On the edge of the cliff, Wei Yang and Qing Lin, who were playing backgammon, quickly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the cave with surprise.

It seems that Xian'er has stabilized her realm and is ready to leave seclusion.

On the side, Dujiao, who looked very dull, was flexibly tying a bow with a thin rope with both hands. When he noticed this sudden burst of breath, his hand trembled, and the rope suddenly broke.

"Master, young master..." Dujiao's voice was rough and dull. He looked at Qinglin and Wei Yang and spoke slowly.

Although his face was dull, the aura in his body was faintly rioting, and he looked towards the cave with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Dujiao, that's Sister Xian'er, she's one of our own, it's okay, don't be nervous." Qinglin waved her hand and shouted.

Wei Yang glanced at Dujiao in surprise, with a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, after these few days of recovery, this guy has achieved very good results. Not only has he learned how to tie a bow flexibly, but he also knows how to be alert to danger and will actively protect his owner.

well.