Unexpectedly, the drop of JingXie fell on Xiaojinlong’s eyebrows, but it was not immediately sucked, and it still stayed there, which seemed to be extremely blocked.
Hum a few drops of JingXie also dare to make waves.
Yang Tian disdained a cold hum and forced a few drops of JingXie to fall on Xiaojinlong’s eyebrows, and at the same time, he was forced to send it in.
However, as soon as God Yang entered the Little Golden Dragon Purple Palace, he immediately found that there was a sea of blood in front of him. In that sea of blood, a little white dragon floated and seemed to be in jeopardy.
Yang God knows that the little white dragon must have been trapped in a sea of blood before it rose to the surface after the death of the middle monty.
Directly flying in the blood, the little white dragon’s heart felt like Yang Tianda’s mouth was open, and Yang Tian was only able to shoot a few drops of JingXie and shot it into the little white dragon’s mouth by mistake.
Yang Tian’s jingxie is a serious matter, which contains the power of dragon blood.
After a short while, the little white dragon will swallow, and suddenly the spirit will be large and the strong white light will shine.
sound of crying in pain or suffering
Suddenly, the little white dragonfly looked up at the sea of blood and roared wildly. When it skyrocketed, it gulped and sucked with a jerk.
The blood sea over there immediately turned into a lotus flower and was inhaled into the small white dragon mouth, which soon disappeared.
Chapter four hundred and thirty-one The way out
roar
Swallowing the blood in one gulp, the little white dragon growled again, and it was excited and excited, showing a joy of being reborn.
This joy goes straight into the depths of Yang Tian’s soul, and he can’t help but feel the same.
The little white dragon flew around Yang Tian in half a fit and two laps.
Because he was in danger, Yang Tian didn’t dare to delay seeing that Xiaobailong was safe, so he came to his senses and retired the eyebrows of Xiaobailong.
At this time, look at the little white dragon’s body in the holy pool. Although it can’t rise yet, it has erupted into a Rowen of the earth.
This power is strong, even if it is not much weaker than Xuan.
This little white dragon is not going to Du Jie, is it?
Yang Tian was shocked.
When Long Mai, who hears the crypt, rises, it will be Du Jie’s flying moment, when the sky will be dark, thunder will fly, sand and stones will fly, and there will be many visions.
I don’t know if I know that Yang Tian is leaving. When Xiaobailong is writhing desperately, his big eyes turn out to be fear and anxiety, and his mouth still cries like a dolphin.
Yang Tian’s little white dragon immediately understood that it didn’t want to stay here again.
But its Long Mai is here. Will it affect its growth if it leaves?
Yang Tian knows that it is extremely dangerous to leave the little white dragon here, but if he takes it away from the dragon cave where it was bred, he doesn’t know whether it can continue to grow.
Seeing that Yang Tian seems to be hesitating, Xiao Bailong’s moaning with his mouth wide open is even more miserable. I really want to be abandoned. Babies generally make people feel unbearable in H novels.
Xiaolong, can you leave?
Yang Tiannai asked tentatively.
No longer hesitate, Yang Tian directly stretched out a finger and forced a drop of Jingxue to drop on the eyebrows of Xiaojinlong.
