Di Jiuque looked at the angry Yun Qingyan, and a smile slowly appeared on his handsome face, "It has nothing to do with it. It's just a hidden injury."
Yun Qingyan frowned slightly, "What kind of medicine is needed to cure the hidden injury?"
After saying this, she suddenly remembered that Di Jiuque's medicine refining level was higher than him.
"Just rest for a while." Di Jiuque said.
Yun Qingyan thought for a while and finally took Emperor Jiuque out of the Xuan Ring. The rich star power in the outside world was good for his injuries.
As soon as he came out, Yun Qingyan found something hugging his legs.
I looked down and saw that it was a little golden dragon.
"I promised to be your contracted beast! Give me the bones of the ancestral dragon!" the little golden dragon said with wide eyes.
Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly, why did he change his mind so quickly.
She raised her head and saw Cang Ming's expression with his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised.
Look at the little golden dragon's faintly bruised eyes and broken scales. I don't understand anything.
"Are you sure? Accept me as your Lord. If I die, you will die too."
"Death is enough!" Little Jinlong's eyes burst out with anger, "Hurry up and give me the bones of the ancestral dragon!"
He wants to become a five-clawed golden dragon and catch that green dragon without eyes and beat him up!
So angry! As the only golden dragon in the dragon clan for thousands of years, no dragon has ever beaten it since it was born! How could it bear such grievance
Yun Qingyan looked at the impulsive little golden dragon, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Since it was delivered to your door for free, don’t give it up for free.
She placed a hand on its forehead, shrouded in light, and soon the contract light array floated between the two.
When she was receiving the Little Golden Dragon's sea of consciousness, a consciousness suddenly rushed toward her crazily, attacking her sea of consciousness desperately.
Yun Qingyan quickly gathered her consciousness to protect her sea of consciousness.
My head felt dizzy.
"Qingyan!" Di Jiuque immediately noticed something was wrong with her, but the contract involved the souls of two people, and even he couldn't easily interfere. If his divine consciousness intervened forcefully, he would be against Yun Qingyan's divine consciousness. Cause irreversible damage.
Yun Qingyan felt something forcefully impacting her consciousness wall. After several consecutive impacts, she easily broke through its consciousness wall, stirred up a wave of waves in her consciousness sea, and rushed into the depths of her consciousness sea. , messing up her memory.
She closed her eyes, her face was pale, and drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Damage to the spiritual consciousness will not appear on the surface of the body like physical damage, but damage to the spiritual consciousness is the most difficult and dangerous injury to heal.
If she allowed that thought to continue to make waves in her consciousness, she would most likely become an idiot and lose her consciousness.
That thought was very unruly, as if it was fearless, and it rushed toward the core of her consciousness with a victor's attitude.
Such a weak consciousness dares to contract the host it finally found
However, it didn't take long for him to be happy.
"No!!!" A scream like a sharp howl erupted from the depths of Yun Qingyan's sea of consciousness, and the spiritual thoughts that were so arrogant just now twisted in pain several times and were swallowed up.
A dark color suddenly appeared in Yun Qingyan's eyes.
If you look closely, you will see that it is almost an ink-like deep purple, dark and deep, bottomless.
When he saw the look in his eyes, Di Jiuque's fingertips suddenly fell into his palms and he shrank fiercely.
After a long time, Yun Qingyan regained consciousness, blinked her eyes, and saw Di Jiuque looking like he was hesitant to speak, wanting to get closer but not daring to get closer.
(End of chapter)