Youfu is the heart.
All the starlight in these nights falls on the surroundings of his secluded mansion, gradually accumulating, gradually becoming silent and soundless.
Wanting to understand this, the emotion in Heilong's eyes became even more shocking.
Chen Changsheng used starlight to cleanse his marrow, but it didn't have any effect. In the end, he had no choice but to take a huge risk and sit back and watch for himself in advance. But he didn't know that, every night he attracted starlight to wash his marrow, and those starlights penetrated his body, and came outside the Youfu, tapping lightly every night.
He wasn't washing his marrow, he even went directly over the sitting photo, he was trying to pass through the secluded world!
How many nights has it been since he lit up the star
Heilong looked at the boy who was lying in a pool of blood and was about to stop breathing, and he was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.
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Since the birth of the Heavenly Book, no one has practiced like Chen Changsheng, because his special unsullied physique is very rare, and because there are few people like him, who live in the shadow of death every night, possess unimaginable perseverance and will, Even if all these were available, those people would not have the opportunity like him.
If there is no chance, he will still die, even if he directly crosses the two realms of marrow washing and sitting photo, and succeeds in penetrating the secluded, he will die—the cultivation realm summed up by all human beings will not have any problems, and it is impossible to skip it at will. Practitioners who have successfully washed their marrow will never be able to bear the energy at the moment when the starlight is transformed into true essence.
Chen Changsheng's heart was still beating vigorously, but less and less blood was overflowing from those burst blood vessels. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was as pale as a dead person.
The black dragon looked at him silently, the emotions in the dragon's eyes were very complicated, struggling, hesitating, and unwilling.
It knew that it was Chen Changsheng's chance.
Chen Changsheng was on the verge of death at this time, and no panacea, no matter how rare, could save him, even if a saint like His Excellency the Pope could do it himself, but it could.
In this world, there is only one way to save Chen Changsheng.
The black dragon hesitated and struggled for a long time, especially when it remembered how it had been imprisoned by humans for hundreds of years, it just wanted to turn around and leave, waiting for Chen Changsheng to die.
Why should it pay such a high price for a human teenager
It's just... It was hard for him to have a glimmer of life.
Moreover, I still need him to help me with that matter.
And, he's really the first person it's really met in hundreds of years.
His lifeline, or his own lifeline
The black dragon thought silently, but it didn't realize that it had been persuading itself to save this human boy all along.
I don't know how long it took, but it finally made a decision.
The black dragon came in front of Chen Changsheng and let out a low roar. As the roar continued, a scale between the dragon's eyes instantly brightened.
It raised its right front paw and slowly approached the dragon scale.
There was a soft chirp.
The dragon scale was broken.
A stream of blood spurted out from the small opening.
That is the blood of the true dragon.
There was a bang.
The dragon's blood spilled from the night sky and fell to the ground, covering Chen Changsheng's body.
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Just a simple movement seemed to exhaust all the strength of the black dragon. The amount of dragon blood was enough to soak Chen Changsheng's entire body in it, but compared to the huge body of the black dragon, it should not be considered What, for some reason it weakened dramatically.
The black dragon slowly fell to the ground, and the dragon's beard floated up feebly, then slightly curved, its huge body no longer had any vitality, like a sleeping mountain range.
Immediately afterwards, something miraculous happened.
I could only hear the rustling sound of dragon scales rubbing against the ice and snow on the cold ground, and the sound almost like breaking gold and stone.
The black dragon is slowly getting shorter! Slowly get smaller!
The sleeping black mountain range gradually turned into a mountain ridge!
The black dragon continues to shrink!
The ridge eventually became a slight protrusion on the ground.
Those dragon scales covered with frost and dust turned into a somewhat old black dress!
After a while, a hand slowly stretched out from under the black dress, that hand was very white and tender.
That hand landed on the ground, exerting a little force to prop up her body.
Under the black dress is a little girl.
A very beautiful little girl.
The little girl's face was frosty, her eyes were vertical pupils, she was naturally enchanting, although she looked very small, it made people feel that she was extremely cold.
There was a red line between her eyebrows, which ruined this feeling.
It was a wound that was difficult to heal, but it was very beautiful, just like the makeup that was popular in the capital of Dazhou hundreds of years ago.
She couldn't stand up because she was weak and tired at the moment, and also because she picked up two slender iron chains at her ankles.
The two iron chains were covered with rust, stretched into the night, and were firmly held in the hands of the two legendary gods on the stone wall portrait.
She looked at Chen Changsheng, who was in the pool of blood in front of her, and said with a cold expression: "If you betray me, I will endure the nausea and eat you up."
When she said this, her tone was calm and calm, but very determined.
She uses human language, her voice is crisp and pleasant, coupled with her immature appearance, no matter how you look at it, she is just a little girl.
In fact, converted to human age, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
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Chen Changsheng's severely damaged body was covered in blood.
It's just that at this time, it is already unclear which blood is his own and which blood is dragon's blood.
He was soaked in her blood.
The blood of the real dragon is slowly repairing his body.
Those split blood vessels gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the festered skin slowly became smooth again under the radiance of the luminous pearl. As for the broken bones and broken internal organs, they naturally needed to be repaired. It took a lot of time, but it was clear that things were getting better.
His face was still pale, but his breathing gradually became steady.
The girl in black stared at him for a long time.
It was not until a long time later that it was confirmed that Chen Changsheng survived and that her precious dragon blood was not wasted. She could no longer support her frail body and fell asleep from exhaustion.
Chen Changsheng fell asleep in the pool of blood facing her.
The two lay on the cold ground, sleeping opposite each other.
The white smoke drifted slowly, and the blood coral shattered everywhere.
There was obviously blood everywhere, but it seemed like a fairyland in the Kingdom of God.
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The sky was full of wind and snow, and there was no one outside the palace.
Two snow mastiffs were playing happily on the cold snow, pounced on each other, only the cold light in the eyes of the mastiffs reminded people of what a ferocious and terrifying animal they were.
The maid stood aside holding the rope, looking a bit bored, snowflakes drifted between the beautiful eyebrows, and the red makeup on the brows could be vaguely seen. After becoming a prisoner, she will probably stay in a remote cold palace until she dies.
A figure gradually appeared in the wind and snow, and Mo Yu walked forward with a smile.
The Holy Empress ignored the snow mastiff kneeling in the snow to express her humility and fear, and walked to the abandoned well expressionlessly.
After a while, her eyebrows raised slightly, she was a little speechless, can she survive like this
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