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

Ji Qingzhou only felt that he was being carried forward by the white light.

She could vaguely see the scenery around her changing rapidly.

It seems like a moment, but also like thousands of years.

She is no longer herself.

"She" passed through the rivers, lakes and waves, crossed the towering mountains, rolled up the layers of clouds, and went straight into the sky.

Above the nine heavens, spaces are intertwined.

"She" found her own way home through the complex space passage with ease and rushed in.

"Shh!"

Ji Qingzhou felt like he had turned into a miniature man and jumped into a kaleidoscope. Colorful and blurry scenes flashed before his eyes, and after twists and turns, he finally saw the light.

It was not until he jumped out of the "Kaleidoscope" that Ji Qingzhou finally found himself.

But he found himself falling from a great height.

She felt no fear.

There was a warm breath enveloping her, so that she was no longer afraid of being smashed to pieces.

Ji Qingzhou blinked lightly and plunged into a white cloud.

It's like falling into a piece.

The clouds supported her, and the stars moved and the mountains and rivers changed around her.

Finally, the clouds put her into the sea.

Ji Qingzhou thought he would sink into the sea.

But he didn't expect that he would sit steadily on the sea.

The sea water didn't even wet her clothes.

The azure sea surface is like a sapphire, clear and transparent, yet bottomless and extremely mysterious.

Ji Qingzhou looked up again and saw that the sea was boundless and seemed to be connected to the sky.

Wherever you look, the water and the sky merge into one, and your heart's mind becomes open with this dreamy scene.

Ji Qingzhou was stunned, and a feeling of sadness suddenly surged in his heart.

"Tick."

A tear rolled down her cheek and fell into the sea, but stopped at the moment it splashed the sea water.

The sea water retained the tear in its body but did not merge with it.

"Sorry, kid."

A gentle female voice sounded from behind Ji Qingzhou, "You are too weak. When you come to my burial place, you will be unconsciously infected by the sadness before my death."

Ji Qingzhou turned his head when he heard the sound, and a fire appeared in his blurry vision.

If the scene she had seen before was like a dream, like a fairyland, then the world behind her was like purgatory, with raging fire and a charred black surface.

With Ji Qingzhou as the dividing line, one side is the line between water and sky, and the other side is a sea of ​​fire and purgatory.

The eternal fire burned the land, leaving no grass behind. A giant dragon that seemed to be able to swallow the sea and split the sky was hovering above the scorched earth. The dragon's corpse was charred black, and its bones were burned by the flames, leaving it in tatters and difficulty reconstructing its appearance before birth.

With just one glance, one can get a glimpse of the tragic death of the Flame Dragon ten thousand years ago.

"you……"

When Ji Qingzhou saw this scene, he wanted to speak, but he choked up.

Ji Qingzhou was overwhelmed by great sadness and couldn't help but cry.

Just as Yanlong said, the burial ground left behind the sorrow she felt before her death.

The emotions here will infect everyone who comes here.

Especially after witnessing the death of Yanlong with his own eyes.

Ji Qingzhou burst into tears.

"Hey……"

A soft sigh sounded from all directions.

A white hand stretched out from the fire, gently wiped away the tears on Ji Qingzhou's face, then took her into his arms and patted her back gently.

The lingering sadness receded like the tide when Ji Qingzhou threw himself into that warm embrace.

She looked up in surprise and met a pair of red-gold eyes.

There is a kind of love in his eyes that embraces everything.

Looking over the man's shoulder, Ji Qingzhou found that the purgatory-like scene had disappeared without a trace.

The water and sky merge into one on all sides, with no visible boundary.

The only one left was this woman who suddenly appeared and looked to be around thirty years old.

Ji Qingzhou asked: "You are...Yanlong?"

The woman was wearing a gorgeous dress, but it had many charred burn marks on it.

She has flaming red hair, and at first glance, you would really think it is flowing flames.

She has deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and crystal clear skin that is so delicate that it looks as if it could be blown away, like a young lady who has been kept in seclusion in a secluded place and never sees the light of day.

But a pair of red-gold eyes revealed the unbridled spirit of not being bound by high walls or courtyards, running freely in the wilderness.

Hearing Ji Qingzhou's question, the woman nodded. She didn't try to be mysterious, but simply admitted: "If you are asking about my true identity, yes, I am the Flame Dragon that controls fire in the dragon clan."

Although Ji Qingzhou had expected this, she still couldn't believe it when she heard the woman admit it, "You... are still alive?"

According to legend, a fire dragon descended from the sky, was buried at the bottom of the sea, and turned into an eternal fire.

But the woman in front of me, who can joke with me, wipe my tears with her hands, and embrace me, is full of warmth...

Ji Qingzhou realized that he was still being held by the other party, and quickly took a step back, a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm a little surprised... I offended you."

When the woman saw her escape from her arms, a trace of regret appeared on her face, and she said, "I'm already dead... To be precise, I died more than 10,000 years ago when I was trapped by the Dragon Locking Gate and fell into the deep sea. What you see now is just a wisp of my soul that is about to disappear."

She added: "Don't worry about whether it's offensive or not... I just felt his scent on you, so I couldn't help but hug you."

Ji Qingzhou was startled: "Him?"

The woman looked at Ji Qingzhou deeply, as if she could see through her physical appearance and into her inner self.

"my child."

The woman's voice was very soft, with a mother's kindness and an indelible sadness, "When he was very young... I can even remember that he died in a faraway place that I could not reach, 651 years, 3 months and 7 days before my death."

Ji Qingzhou was stunned: "What?"

According to Yanlong, her child died before her.

How could there be the scent of her child on me?

But as soon as this question came to his mind, countless originally irrelevant images flashed through Ji Qingzhou's mind one by one.

When the black flame poured into her dantian, it collided with the heavenly spirit bead, then lost resistance and was expelled by the spirit bead.

The dragon that died in her hands was a black dragon that could only be seen in the demon world.

The owner who gave her the heavenly spiritual pearl, the rebellious little black bug.

Although Ji Qingzhou had previously guessed that he was a clam spirit.

But after spending some time together, Ji Qingzhou also discovered that the nicknames of the group members were somewhat related to themselves.

The so-called "little black bug" is...

"You said you felt the scent of your child on me."

Ji Qingzhou flipped his right hand and summoned the top-grade spirit bead from his dantian.

The pure black spirit bead, which almost absorbed the surrounding light into the air, floated quietly above her palm, emitting pure spiritual power.

Ji Qingzhou stared at the woman's expression and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Are you talking about this?"

"...That's right."

The woman looked at the spiritual pearl and never took her eyes off it.

She suddenly said, "I should have killed you."

Ji Qingzhou was not afraid when he heard this. Instead, he stood quietly and listened to the woman continue talking.

"The Dragon Clan will never tolerate the dissection of one of their own kind to be used as a ritual implement. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy, even if we chase them to the ends of the earth."

The woman said, "What's more, the one in your hand is one of my child's natal dragon balls."

Having said this, the woman paused and moved her gaze away from the Heavenly Grade Spirit Pearl to Ji Qingzhou's calm face.

She seemed to sense Ji Qingzhou's guilt-free calmness and chuckled, "But I didn't sense any resentment from the dragon ball. I could even sense a peaceful aura emanating from it - he gave the dragon ball to you voluntarily, didn't he?"

The woman's eyes turned red: "When did you meet him...? I have never seen you in my life."

Unexpectedly, her child who passed away early fell in love with a human in a short period of time and was even willing to give away the precious dragon ball.

"he and I……"

Ji Qingzhou's expression became a little more strange, "I met him a few months ago."

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