The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Miaomiao naturally couldn't hear Ji Qingzhou's inner complaints.

Miaomiao was still proud of her own reasoning and felt that she would be able to find out the truth soon.

"You think too much."

Liu Furuo spoke, ruthlessly interrupting Miaomiao's fantasy: "The earth dragons I have seen, after transforming into human form, will have green scales left on their faces, and their hair and eye colors are also very different from yours."

Miaomiao was poured with a basin of cold water, and became dispirited again: "Then why do I feel close to the sword that is the incarnation of a real dragon?"

Liu Furuo spread his hands: "How should I know?"

At this moment, a spirit beast on the ground suddenly roared at the spirit boat passing through its territory in the sky.

Ji Qingzhou stopped the flying boat and jumped down with Liu Furuo to fight.

Without Miaomiao present, Liu Furuo couldn't wait to ask, "Qing Zhou, how did you tell Miaomiao that the Farewell Sword was the incarnation of a real dragon?"

"I know what you're worried about."

Ji Qingzhou explained: "I told him on purpose."

Liu Furuo was puzzled: "Why?"

Ji Qingzhou said frankly: "Because I suspect he is the real dragon."

Liu Furuo was stunned. When he fell from the sky, he almost stumbled and fell into the mouth of the tiger-shaped spirit beast.

Ji Qingzhou blocked with his sword and cut off half of the spirit beast's head.

"Real, real dragon?"

Liu Furuo steadied himself and stammered, "The guy who doesn't even have spiritual energy and eats for free all day long?"

Ji Qingzhou nodded: "I just have doubts."

Liu Furuo showed a worried look: "Qing Zhou, if he is a real dragon, you should not let him know that the Farewell Sword is the incarnation of a real dragon."

"According to records, what the dragon race hates most is when other races use their own corpses to make spiritual tools and other objects for use."

Liu Furuo asked, "What if he recovers his memory and attacks you?"

"The sword spirit of the Farewell Sword will not allow it."

Ji Qingzhou dared to use this method to try to awaken Miaomiao's memory, and naturally he also took into account Liu Furuo's worries.

Liu Furuo thought about it carefully for a while and felt that what Ji Qingzhou said made sense, so he was relieved: "Why do you doubt that Miaomiao is a real dragon?"

"Feel."

Ji Qingzhou has already mastered the skill of telling lies with open eyes, "When I met him, I thought of Yanlong."

Liu Furuo had no doubts: "No wonder you were not surprised that Miaomiao was close to Bie Lijian...then why didn't you just say it directly?"

After saying that, Liu Furuo also reacted: "Just like I can't completely trust Miaomiao, Miaomiao probably can't completely trust us either."

Ji Qingzhou Ruozhen said to Miaomiao: "I guess you are actually a real dragon."

Miaomiao would probably suspect that Ji Qingzhou had other intentions.

What's more, Ji Qingzhou had no conclusive evidence to prove that Miaomiao was a real dragon.

In order to avoid unnecessary suspicion, it is best to wait for Miaomiao to discover the truth herself.

After thinking this through, Liu Furuo stopped worrying and asked, "But if Miaomiao is a real dragon, how do you explain why he can't use spiritual power?"

Ji Qingzhou shook his head: "I don't know either. My initial guess is that it is related to the fusion of the secret realm and the formation of the Destiny Battlefield."

After all, no one knows how the Destiny Battlefield was formed.

No one knows what kind of accidents the creatures inside will encounter during the fusion process.

As a wise and powerful real dragon, Miaomiao may have experienced things that ordinary creatures could not imagine, and thus became what he is now.

“No wonder you are not in a hurry to meet up with your acquaintances and just let Miaomiao show you the way.”

Liu Furuo punched the dying spirit beast away, "You want to use his intuition to find the secret realm of the true dragon?"

"Ah."

Ji Qingzhou nodded: "In the demon world, there has been a prophecy that the True Dragon Secret Realm will appear. I can't guarantee that there will be no rumors in the demon world. I have to go there to guard the True Dragon Secret Realm before the demon cultivators destroy it."

Liu Furuo had no objection. She nodded and said, "Then let's speed up these days. There will be enough spirit stones!"

The rich woman spoke with great confidence.

The two returned to the spirit boat, pretended nothing had happened, and continued to rush in the direction indicated by Miaomiao.

Miaomiao had no idea what Ji Qingzhou and the other were thinking, so she just begged Ji Qingzhou to leave the Farewell Sword on the spirit boat and not put it away.

He said, "Look at familiar things more often, maybe I can remember something."

Ji Qingzhou did not refuse. She also hoped that Miaomiao would recover her memory as soon as possible and find the secret realm of the true dragon.

The dragon clan loves wealth, so Ji Qingzhou specially took out a gorgeous stand inlaid with gold and jade and placed the Farewell Sword on it.

Miaomiao also liked this shelf very much. He didn’t dare to touch the Farewell Sword, so he touched the edges and corners of the shelf.

When Ji Qingzhou saw this scene, he stuffed a piece of top-grade spirit stone rich in water spiritual power into Miaomiao's hand.

Miaomiao was overjoyed and would put the magic stone against her chest every night when she went to sleep.

Two days later, Ji Qingzhou vaguely saw a magnificent building suspended in the air.

"what is that?"

Liu Furuo also saw it.

About twenty or thirty miles away from them, a floating city was looming in the clouds.

"Boom!"

The sound of battle explosions could be heard faintly from the direction of the floating city.

Ji Qingzhou and Liu Furuo looked at each other, and Liu Furuo jumped up and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the floating city.

"Let's go too."

Ji Qingzhou picked up Miaomiao directly, put away the flying boat, summoned the Farewell Sword, and quickly caught up with Liu Furuo.

With the protection of spiritual power, Miaomiao didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Hanging thousands of miles in the sky, with legs shaking all over, an ordinary person would have screamed out of fear of heights.

Miaomiao squinted her eyes comfortably.

He really likes this feeling of flying.

It seemed as if he belonged to the sky.

When this thought flashed through her mind, Miaomiao was slightly stunned.

What distant relative does the true dragon have that belongs to the sky?

Miaomiao couldn't help but think of this question.

However, before he could think deeply, Ji Qingzhou's voice came to his ears.

"We're almost there, be careful later."

Miaomiao looked up and saw that the floating city, which was almost the size of her palm, was already right in front of her.

The group was at the edge of the floating city, as small as ants.

I wonder how huge the creatures that once lived here were.

The gate at the edge alone is a thousand feet high.

When viewed from a distance, the city seems majestic, but when viewed up close, it is discovered that it is somewhat dilapidated.

However, the exquisite reliefs and other decorations on the city walls and buildings reveal the weight of history, telling people how glorious this place once was.

The moment Miaomiao stepped into the floating city, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in her chest.

His vision blurred and he whimpered.

"what happened to you?"

Ji Qingzhou was the first to notice Miaomiao's abnormality.

Miaomiao covered her chest and said, "I feel so bad."

Ji Qingzhou asked: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

She immediately took Miaomiao's pulse and reported the pulse condition to the chat group.

After reading it, Yuhuo said, "He is very excited now, but other than that, there is nothing unusual."

"I... don't feel comfortable here."

Miaomiao pointed to her heart and cried, "Looking closely at this city, I have a very familiar feeling, as if, as if..."

He didn't know how to describe it.

At the side, Liu Furuo looked anxious and couldn't help but remind him: "Is it a familiar feeling again? Is it the same as when you saw the Farewell Sword?"

These words were like thunder in Miaomiao's mind.

Miaomiao blurted out: "I seem to have been here before, no..."

He looked at the city floating in the air, hidden in the clouds, and murmured, "I am... back here."

Back to his home.