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"I am a dragon? Not a fox?"
Long Zhutian looked at Xuehu suspiciously.
For a long time, he thought that he, like Long Zhuiyue, might just be a combination of the Human Race and the Fox Race.
Unexpectedly, he was actually related to the Dragon Clan.
It doesn't matter what race it is, anyway, he doesn't want to know who the father who always abandoned his mother was.
However, it feels very good to be able to recover his body and miraculously come back after a broken arm, and it is much more convenient to hug Yang Zimei.
"Can you give me a drop of blood?"
Xuehu took out a small white bottle from his storage ring, "Please drop it into it."
Long Zhutian glanced at Yang Zimei, then lowered his head and bit his own finger, dripped it into the small bottle, and handed it back to Xuehu.
Xuehu put the bottle on the ground, then took a drop of his own blood and dripped it in.
Yang Zimei didn't know what Xuehu was doing, so she just watched intently.
"boom!"
The bottle exploded suddenly, and a blood-red smoke rose up and disappeared at last.
Yang Zimei watched with sweat, "Xuehu, how could the blood explode?"
"My blood itself won't explode, but if it touches the blood of a dragon, it will explode."
Xuehu looked at the fragments on the ground and said with a smile, "The scene just now speaks for itself."
"Is the dragon clan a demon clan or a god clan?"
Yang Zimei thought about it and asked.
"It's between the monster race and the god race, but he has the blood of the race himself, and most of the time, he has the characteristics of the human race."
Xuehu looked at Long Zhutian and said, "Perhaps only under special circumstances will the extraordinary characteristics of the dragon clan be displayed."
"The best thing is to never get hurt and never die."
Yang Zimei held Long Zhutian's arm and said, "This is the result I would like to see."
Xuehu smiled slightly and said nothing.
He has never seen the children produced by the combination of human race and dragon race, and he doesn't know what their lifespan will be.
However, people with dragon blood will definitely not die from trauma.
This is also good!
As long as Long Zhutian does not die due to an accident, Yang Zimei will not be sad.
"My mahogany card is missing."
Long Zhutian touched his neck and said in a little panic.
When Yang Zimei heard this, she unconsciously reached out to touch her neck, and the mahogany plaque that had been hanging around her neck was gone.
All the twelve mahogany plaques in the storage ring were gone.
There is a great possibility that the mahogany tablet hanging around the neck will disappear because the rope is broken.
But the mahogany card placed in the storage ring, no one in this world except her should be able to take it out, how could it suddenly disappear
"Maybe it returns to the time and space it belongs to, and it will appear again someday in the future."
Snow Lake said.
"Maybe!"
Yang Zimei nodded slightly, and stopped looking for those mahogany plaques. Anyway, the mission of entering the ancient tomb was completed.
As for the empty coffin in the ancient tomb, the twelve knights, and the emerald room with the starry sky, let's just pretend that all of these have appeared in a dream.
As long as Long Zhutian is by her side, that's enough.
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly became clear, and she didn't want to be curious and entangled anymore.
The three of them went down the mountain to find Guan Feng and them.
When they saw Long Zhutian's complete arm, they were all surprised for a while.
"This must be a miracle!"
Grandpa Zhuge sighed, "If I can encounter these miracles in this life, I will die without regret."
When he said this, Yang Zimei saw a layer of death covering his body, not far away came a bull-faced horse.
Grandpa Zhuge's deadline has come.
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