Sick Beauty Master Respected Green Tea

Serve as a mount for Master

When the two disciples in Linghu heard Fu Yuan's words, they hurriedly wanted to climb out, but before they reached the shore, the calm surface of the lake had circle after circle of ripples.

"Run!" Fu Yuan yelled, stabbing the sword in his hand towards the lake, and landed behind the two disciples.

There was only a "puchi" sound, the sword light pierced something, and then dissipated.

A painful hiss sounded in everyone's ears, and several disciples quickly took advantage of this opportunity to pull the two people out of the lake.

At this time, the Linghu Lake became turbulent again, and the entire lake surface was turbulent. A huge blue figure came out of the lake, bringing out a large spray of water.

When everyone saw the thing clearly, they were all stunned.

A flood dragon!

The Jiaolong, which is hard to see outside, appeared in front of them at this time. There was a wound on the blue body of the Jiaolong, and blood was flowing. The smell of blood seemed to anger it. The huge bright yellow pupils looked at the group of ants. , issued a violent hissing sound.

"It's just a beast who wants to keep us?" Fu Yuan sneered, looking at the dragon.

"Brother, this dragon is just in its infancy, and its cultivation level is only equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. We can defeat it."

"With spirit beasts like Jiaolong around, there must be rare treasures nearby. This is the opportunity to practice and find the treasures!"

"Brother, I'm here to help!"

"And I!"

……

But in the blink of an eye, there were many disciples standing beside Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan smiled: "Leave this dragon to me. You go to find some treasure hidden by this dragon. Remember not to be careless and not to scatter your actions."

"Yes."

The three of them went together and left here in an instant, leaving the space for Fu Yuan and Jiaolong.

Xu'er also found a few disciples to find Jiaolong's treasure.

This flood dragon seemed to have gained some wisdom, knowing that the person in front of him was the leader of the group. After the others left, it neighed angrily again.

"Your scales are really pretty. Pull some back and make some jewelry for Master. I heard that dragon tendons are extremely strong, so I took them out for Master to play with."

Fu Yuan smiled and walked over step by step. The closer he got to Jiaolong, the higher his strength was boosted, and finally he stopped firmly at the peak of Nascent Soul.

Jiaolong is a spirit beast, and he has developed some spiritual wisdom. Knowing that the person in front of him is difficult to deal with, he opened his mouth and roared, and a water arrow shot out.

Fu Yuan took the sword and swiped it casually. The sword light hit the water arrow, but there was no earth-shattering explosion. The water arrow was cut away by the sword, and the sword light still had the strength to continue towards the dragon. Fly away, leaving white scratches on the blue scales.

This time Jiaolong lost.

The dragon soared into the air, flying in the air, looking at Fu Yuan with bright yellow eyes, and kept attacking.

Suddenly, it seemed to feel something, its huge body stiffened suddenly, and then became even more angry.

Fu Yuan understood: "It seems that the younger brothers and younger sisters have found the treasure you guarded."

Jiaolong's attack has great power, but it can't shake Fu Yuan by half, and all the attacks are dissipated in Fu Yuan's hands.

"Forget it, seeing that your practice is not easy, we have also found a treasure, now there is a way to get your life back, what do you think?" Fu Yuan said.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and all the disciples who went hunting for the treasure came back. Xu'er said loudly with a smile on her face, "Brother, the treasure has been found, let's make it quick."

The dragon's eyes turned around and landed on Xu'er. It could feel that its treasure was on the human woman.

It wants to take it back!

With a flick of its tail, the Jiaolong flew towards Xu'er at an extremely fast speed.

Fu Yuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly stopped him with his sword.

"Your speed is also good, why don't you come with me and be my master's mount, and I will save your life, and I will not pull your dragon tendons or pull out your scales."

Fu Yuan looked at the dragon and wanted to dedicate it to his master even more.

Jiaolong is very beautiful, it is a rare spirit beast in the world, I am afraid that it can only be found in some secret realms and some dangerous places.

If you dedicate the dragon to the master, and step on a blue dragon wearing a red dress, the master will be in front of you when you go out.

"Brother, that's a good idea. I'll come to help. If the master doesn't like this snake, he can put it in the sect as a guardian spirit beast." Xu'er smiled, took out a soft sword, and looked at the snake. A flood dragon, ready to move.

Fu Yuan: "Leave it to me. You are not yet a Nascent Soul, and you cannot fly in the air. It is quite disadvantageous to fight this little snake on the ground."

Xu'er pouted, knowing that what Fu Yuan said was correct.

"Have you considered it?" Fu Yuan looked at the dragon again.

The dragon's eyes were a little agile, it knew that it was no match for this group of people, but it would be a shame and a shame to be someone else's mount!

"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until it's accepted." Fu Yuan smiled and started fighting with Jiaolong again.

There were many wounds on Jiaolong's body, blood fell on the ground, and scales fell from it.

After fighting for an unknown amount of time, the dragon suddenly became much smaller, flew in front of Fu Yuan, and turned around twice as if begging for mercy.

"It really looks like a snake this way." Xu'er leaned over and looked at the dragon.

"Congratulations brother for subduing Jiaolong."

……

The disciples who had been watching the battle came to congratulate him.

Fu Yuan was in a great mood and let Jiaolong wrap it around his wrist as a bracelet.

Surrounded by the crowd, Jiaolong closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Fu Yuan glanced at it and said with a smile: "The secret realm is so big, there must be more treasures, everyone follow me."

Fu Yuan is powerful, Nascent Soul peak is the highest cultivation level that this secret realm can withstand, but the powerful creatures in the secret realm have more than that. They skip some places that feel oppressive and go to sweep other places.

In this way, they really found a lot of treasures.

But the place that the master mentioned has not been seen for a long time.

Fu Yuan has been thinking about the place that the master said, the place where the master is buried.

According to Master, there is a miasma there, which should be very conspicuous. They wandered around the secret realm for some time, but they couldn't find that place.

Could it be that time has passed and the miasma has dissipated?

Fu Yuan thought to himself.

-

When night came, the mysterious power temporarily suspended in the body became irritable instantly as if it had been instructed by something.

Liu Tinghan was drinking tea with Meng Chen when suddenly his face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Meng Chen's complexion changed drastically, and when he saw the bright moonlight outside, he became even more anxious. He took out many pills and handed them to Liu Tinghan, and said in a hurried tone, "Take it quickly to relieve the pain, this night is still long, you can't What happened."

He knew that he couldn't get involved in this kind of thing, so he could only use his best efforts to give Liu Tinghan many pills.

Usually at times like this Liu Tinghan relied on Meng Chen's elixir to support himself.

He tried his best to nod his head, that force was rampant, and even small scars appeared on some tendons.

21 This deity is saving you

"You go out first..." Liu Tinghan said in a hoarse voice, his voice was weak and filled with great pain.

Meng Chen nodded quickly and exited the room.

He placed many restrictions around Liu Tinghan's room. Those with lower cultivation levels cannot enter, and those with higher cultivation levels will be able to sense it once they enter. Even Meng Chen couldn't detect it.

So he sat down in the yard, glanced at the closed door from time to time, and waited anxiously in his heart.

He also arranged a sound-proof array, so he couldn't hear Liu Tinghan's pained groans.

As long as today is over, that power will enter a period of weakness, and Liu Tinghan's body will recover for a while.

Come on, brother.

-

The flesh-pink thin lips had already been bitten out a lot of scars, the smell of blood filled the whole room, and there was a suppressed moan of pain.

Liu Tinghan sat cross-legged on the bed, his clothes had already been soaked in cold sweat, his hands grabbed the sheets with such force that they tore the sheets, and his hands were scratched with scars one after another by his nails.

The elixir that Meng Chen gave him was naturally excellent, and the damaged tendons were healing rapidly, but there were more tendons that were broken by that force, causing bursts of pain.

Liu Tinghan desperately mobilized the spiritual power in his body to fight against that power, but he was not his opponent.

This full moon night was different from the past, that force couldn't even suppress his own spiritual power, and it carried destructive energy to destroy wantonly in his body.

There is no way to suppress it with spiritual power, and those spiritual powers are not the opponents of that power. Can you just wait for the power to destroy your tendons and then use power to heal them?

If that force entered the dantian along the tendons, no matter how good the medicine Meng Chen gave, Liu Tinghan would become a useless person.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Bite." There was a vague voice in my ear.

Liu Tinghan suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body on guard.

Although he is suffering now, as a powerful immortal cultivator, his keen perception is still there. Meng Chen is also guarding outside, and the room is covered by a formation. How did this person get in?

When Liu Tinghan's thoughts were confused, he couldn't control the strength in his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in a "wow".

The nose is covered with a bloody smell, very strong, but not his own, and there is some sweetness in this smell.

"It's usually very cold, why is it so fragile at this time? I really should let others see what the famous Liu Tinghan of Chixiao Mansion looks like." The man snorted coldly.

Only then did Liu Tinghan manage to see the person standing in front of him clearly. The person was wearing a black robe and looked at him with charming eyes.His hand was cut and bleeding, and that was where the sweet smell of blood came from.

"It turns out that this is your secret.