He travels with clouds and thunders all the year round, enters the sea from the sky, and always likes cool water and water, and the most annoying thing is the fire that is so hot that people are sweating profusely.
In the roasting room, Xue Xian's remaining table was suddenly pushed by someone, shaking slightly. He tilted his head and saw that Xuan Min was closing his eyes, frowning his brows, and resting his hand on the edge of the table.
It's broken, the effect of the dragon saliva has not dissipated, and he was so hot that he just pressed a whole body of anger in his body. At this moment, he was steamed by the fire and heat from the outside world. I'm afraid it's not only difficult, It is possible for the true essence to be scattered and go into the devil.
Xue Xian didn't even think about it, and suddenly stopped.
The thundering thunder and lightning disappeared without a trace, and even the fire on the four walls slowly faded away. There were not even traces of scorch on the walls, as if everything that happened just now had never happened... there was a ghost.
His mother's fire has dissipated, and the heat hasn't left at all, and the two of them are still steaming.
It was so immortal, that the lingering lights finally came to an end, and with a "huo", he passed away.
The entire stone room was suddenly plunged into darkness where the fingers could not be seen.
In extreme darkness, especially when it is extremely quiet, any slight noise will be amplified several times. Xue Xian's five senses were extremely sensitive, and at this time it was a bit fatal, because Xuan Min's breathing was particularly clear in this darkness, and the echoes folded by the four walls happened to come from all sides, and directly pressed against Xue Xian's ears. It was as if he was buried alive.
As soon as Xue Xian was hot, his mind became empty, and his reaction became slow. He really couldn't stand the constant heat wave and the heavy breathing in his ears.
"What's going on..." He felt that a layer of sweat had evaporated all over his body, and the thin long coat became a little sticky, clinging to the skin, which made him a little impatient.
"The nine-series array is as its name suggests..." Xuan Min's voice was very low, and it rang in Xue Xian's ear. "Every time the array is forcibly broken, the people in the array will endure one layer upon another, and a total of nine layers can be stacked."
"… "
It's just one floor, so it's so noisy, and when it's stacked nine floors, he and Xuan Min should be familiar with each other. Xue Xian thought so in a somewhat chaotic mind.
He bit the tip of his tongue, complaining in his heart why it was fire instead of water, while a little worried about Xuanmin's situation. From the voice of Fang Cai, his condition is extremely poor.
Gotta figure out a way...
Regardless of who else, at least let the bald donkey come to rest.
Xue Xian thought about this in the chaos, but he couldn't break through this time, and he couldn't find any pills or—
and many more.
He reluctantly remembered one thing in the chaos - as a real dragon, he is naturally a treasure, and if he throws it out casually, it is a treasure for mortals. He couldn't take the dragon scales and dragon horns for the time being. This place was too small. If he changed back to the dragon body, Xuan Min would have died... Crowded.
Moreover, even if you find a way to get them, you can't directly put these two in your mouth, you have to grind them into yào, which is very troublesome. But apart from dragon scales and horns, only dragon saliva and dragon blood can be used to save people...
Yes, there is blood.
However, with the lesson of Long Xiao first, Xue Xian was no longer rash this time. He raised his sweaty hands, groped for a while, patted Xuan Min and said, "Dragon blood... Does blood have any troublesome effects?"
Xuan Min was silent for a moment before saying, "No."
"That's it, I'll get some for you." Xue Xian also took a deep breath, thinking about where to cut the incision, when Xuan Min asked vaguely in the sound of heavy breathing. A sentence: "Really?"
For a moment, Xue Xian was stunned.
However, before he was turned around by his dizzy brain, he felt that his chin was being pinched by groping.
He subconsciously deflected his head a little with the force of that finger, and then something stuck to the side of his neck.
Xue Xian took a breath, and the hand beside him moved subconsciously, but he didn't lift it up, just clenched the edge of the table.
Something was about to come out, and another strange feeling lingered in his increasingly chaotic mind, but he never found an exit.
The touch on the side of the neck was so clear that it almost overshadowed everything else, as if something was lightly touching his skin. As long as he exerted a little more force, and in a blink of an eye, the skin would be broken and pressed in...
"No." At that moment, Xue Xian suddenly realized what the strangeness was - Yi Xuanmin's extremely prudent son, even if he really fell into this situation, it would only keep him farther away. I will never agree to drink dragon blood so lightly and cleverly, let alone pick my neck.