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When Long Junze Hualong returned to Feng Changge's room, he saw him meditating and adjusting his breath. It should be that he had just detoxified Wuyunzi and affected his injury, which caused his aura to be a little unstable.

Long Junze glanced out, Qi Muran was helping Wu Yunzi to put it in the steamer, and the disciples around him were all staring and holding their swords, they could see that they were very nervous, Bai Jinyi put his master into the steamer. Put it in the pot, while shaking his body and saying sorry, the expression on his face was a bit like crying, it looked very funny.

Long Junze didn't find it funny at all.

He looked at the ignorant Wu Yunzi, and he seemed to see himself in a trance. He was forced to become a little silver dragon several meters long, and was forced into boiling water by the sadist with his tail lifted for a long time. , almost changed from a silver dragon to a mature dragon.

He gritted his teeth and swung his sleeves to close the door. Although the movement looked fierce, there was no sound when the door fell, obviously because he was concerned about Feng Changge's existence.

Qi Muran looked back at the closed door, with a slight smile on his lips.

With great difficulty, Bai Jinyi put back his resistance and put his master into the boiling pot. When he looked back and saw the door was closed, he said worriedly, "Master Feng..."

Qi Muran waved his hand, "It's okay, remember the time, take it out after cooking for a quarter of an hour, and it will be really cooked if it is later."

Bai Jinyi quickly pinched his fingers and started to calculate, not daring to say more.

In the room.

Long Junze took advantage of Feng Changge's ability to adjust his breath and couldn't look outside, looking him up and down.

If his guess is true, and the altar didn't swallow his soul or his life, then it must have swallowed something else. At that time, there were only him and Feng Changge on the altar. If he didn't do anything, it was Feng Changge. What did Changge do.

Feng Changge scratched himself and bled a lot.

That altar was handed down from ancient times, and it was refined with the blood sacrifice of gods. It was specially used to communicate with the heavenly road, and it could only be activated by offering sacrifices from gods.

What is a fetish?

There are only three kinds of gods in the world, dragon, phoenix and kylin.

Because of the difficulty of reproduction, the Qilin clan disappeared in the world a long time ago, the Phoenix clan died out, and only the dragon clan can be called the god clan in the world.

Even the black dragon that was relegated to the mortal world cannot change the fact that it has the blood of the gods in its body.

So at that time, on the premise that his identity was known to the whole world, and in the face of the fact that the heavenly road was blocked and the world was in catastrophe, only he could ascend to the altar, and only he had the ability to save sentient beings.

But the fact is that he didn't die, his body was killed by Qinghong, his soul returned to the heaven intact, but there was such a terrifying scar on his master's arm.

Starting the formation with blood, offering sacrifices to the formation with life, Feng Changge used his own blood as a sacrifice to activate the formation.

But here comes the problem, only the gods can't open the altar. Since he is using himself as a sacrifice, and he can still save his life, Feng Changge must be a god, and his blood must also contain extremely powerful aura cultivation. Because, only in this way can one life be worth a life, the life of a Protoss.

As the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan, he is very clear about who is in the clan. It is impossible for the Dragon Clan, it is impossible for the Qilin, and the remaining one...

Long Junze suddenly remembered the words Bai Jinyi said just now:

"The poison of the Broken Soul Flower that is said to be cured only by the blood of the phoenix?"

Qi Muran obviously has excellent medical skills, but Wu Yunzi came to find Feng Changge who was injured immediately after being poisoned to detoxify him, and Feng Changge's technique seemed very familiar, so familiar... it made him a little scared the point.

All signs point to one thing.

He... is he really that person?

Long Junze's face was pale, and he looked at the meditating person on the bed in horror, and kept chanting a sentence in his heart.

Impossible, impossible, impossible, Master will definitely not be that person, that person is so terrifying, and Master is so gentle, how could it be a person?

As if to prove the authenticity of this sentence, he boldly took two steps forward, carefully observing Feng Changge's eyebrows, trying to find out some characteristics that the Phoenix Clan would never have.

For example, flat.

All of the Phoenix Clan are peerless beauties, their beauty is unparalleled in the world, far surpassing the Dragon Clan, especially Feng Zhuohua, the son of the only surviving patriarch, as long as he can find a little bland or even ugly place, he can He laughed out loud in relief.

At this moment, he wished from the bottom of his heart that his master was a big ugly person.

Well, ugly, it's pleasing to the eye.

After Feng Changge's spiritual energy had been running for a full week, his face was finally no longer so pale. He slowly recovered, and just as he opened his eyes, he suddenly met a pair of lavender bewitching vertical pupils opposite him.

Those vertical pupils are very beautiful, probably because the color is too beautiful, it doesn't give people a sense of horror, but it looks like a beautiful stone, with a layer of light lavender stardust floating on it, it looks amazing.

These are the eyes of the dragon, the dragon eyes.

But Feng Changge doesn't want to appreciate these beautiful eyes at all right now. He looked at the pair of eyes close at hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his lips slowly, and said word by word: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, what is this?" What for?"

Long Junze froze the moment he opened his eyes and could not move.

He stared at Feng Changge's appearance for a long time, and regretfully found that the master is worthy of being the master, with exquisite and handsome features, like a perfect sculpture, without any trace of blemish, making people feel beautiful when they look at it, and then he He was fascinated by watching it, and moved closer to him when he watched it. He didn't know when Feng Changge had finished his work, so that when he opened his eyes, he was suddenly startled.

Maybe it was too frightened, maybe it was too regretful, His Majesty's mind went blank for a moment, and when he heard Feng Changge's question, he said without hesitation: "I'm thinking about a very important thing."

Feng Changge answered naturally: "What's the matter?"

Long Junze also said very naturally: "Why can't you be ugly?"

Feng Changge: "..."

The author has something to say: Long Junze: Master, you are beautiful.

Feng Changge: That's natural.

Long Junze: But I don't like it very much.

Feng Changge: ...

Long Junze: It would be nice if you were ugly.

Feng Changge: ...

Long Junze: I feel at ease just looking at the ugly one.

Feng Changge: ...