Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

On the dark seabed, a dim yellow halo moved slowly.

Suddenly, a burst of beautiful singing sounded in the darkness, lingering and dreamlike, making people want to see the source of the singing involuntarily.

Fu Zhu ignored the strange singing and continued walking in the direction of Longwei.

Gradually, the singing could no longer be heard.

In the opposite direction, in a deep cave, a woman who was close to a demon and a sinner showed an unexpected expression.

There were actually people who were not affected by her phantom voice.

After so many years, apart from the little girl from the Ling tribe, she was the second person to come to the bottom of Wuyou Sea.

The woman gave an unknown smile.

At the same time, Fu Zhu paused and looked up. A pair of huge golden pupils like lanterns were staring at her.

The golden light fell, and Fu Zhu saw clearly that the owner of those eyes was actually a entrenched real dragon!
Heavy iron chains bound the real dragon's four claws. There was a huge blood hole in its heart where it protected Xinlin, and the dragon's blood was still dripping down, as if it could never be exhausted for thousands of years.

The real dragon is dead.

Fu Zhu felt that there was no life in it at all.

A few red grasses greedily absorbed the dripping dragon's blood.

Fu Zhu's eyes lit up, it was Long Yuan Blood Spirit Grass!

It is stained with the breath of a real dragon, making the spiritual grass look even more extraordinary.

The talisman beads flew towards Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass, but before they got close, an extremely overbearing pressure swept over her, and she was forced back to where she was.

"My body cannot be approached by mortals."

A majestic voice sounded from above the head, and in an instant, the golden light in the sea became even brighter. The talisman bead was shrouded in the halo, and his eyes were pierced and unable to open.

When she got used to it, she saw the golden dragon soul floating above the real dragon, majestic and solemn, and her heart was suddenly shocked.

"I didn't want to do anything to your body." Fu Zhu explained.

After hearing this, Dragon Soul restrained its pressure a little.

It lowered its eyes and looked at the girl lightly, "In that case, leave quickly."

If she didn't get what she wanted, the talisman would naturally not leave. Seeing that the dragon soul was sane and able to reason, she went straight to the point and said, "I want a dragon abyss blood spirit grass."

"I hope senior will allow it."

The dragon soul swooped down, and its breath seemed to fall on the face. Fu Zhu could clearly see his figure from its eyes.

The hands behind the back are in a semi-pinch gesture.

"You also want Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass?"

After staring at the girl for a long time, but unable to see any emotion on her face, Dragon Soul drifted back and asked condescendingly.

It remembered that once upon a time, a young girl came here to ask for Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass.

She promised herself something, so he gave Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass to her.But in the end, the girl failed to fulfill their agreement.

She died at the bottom of Wuyou Sea.

Dragon Soul recalled the past, and his heart was slightly touched.

"Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass is grown by my spiritual blood, I will not give it to you easily."

"You need to do something for me."

Dragon Soul said, looking into the distance with his golden pupils, a hint of hatred flashed through him.

"Senior, what do you need me to do?"

Fu Zhu raised his head and looked at it, without a single word of agreement.

"You should have heard the singing of the Phantom Girl when you came."

"I want you to help me kill her." Dragon Soul's voice rose and fell, full of endless resentment.

A look of confusion appeared on Fu Zhu's little face. Dragon Soul saw this and snorted coldly, "What, you don't want to save your friend anymore?"

"The poison caused by the sand can only be cured by Longyuan Blood Spirit Grass."

"You have no choice." It was sure that the girl would agree to its request and became leisurely.

Fu Zhu asked curiously: "Who is that fantasy girl?"

Why did he form an eternal feud with the real dragon at the bottom of Wuyou Sea?Is she trapped at the bottom of Wuyou Sea?
The dragon soul was silent for a moment, then sighed, "That's all, my dragon soul is about to disperse, and you come to the bottom of Wuyou at this time. Perhaps it is God's will, so that future generations will know this past event."

The sounds in Fu Zhu's ears became softer and softer, and darkness swallowed her consciousness. Her last thought was that it was not God's will that let her know this past event, but it forced herself to know it.

……

The clear sea breeze blew by, and Fu Zhu suddenly woke up.

She looked at the unfamiliar scene in front of her and realized that she was no longer at the bottom of Wuyou Sea.

"Clan Chief, it is rumored that Wuyou Sea is the territory of true dragons. Will it allow us to move our clan into it?"

The young voice was full of worry and anxiety.

Fu Zhu's attention was drawn to a man and a woman whose backs were turned to her, whose appearance they could not see clearly.

The girl was dressed very strangely. She was wearing a black and red gauze skirt, and her black hair was as smooth as seaweed, hanging down around her waist.

Her voice was beautiful, like the sound of nature, "I will make the real dragon agree. Just wait for my news."

The girl was confident and patted the boy on the shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the scene switched to Wuyou Sea.

The calm sea is like a blue gem, extremely beautiful.The girl sat on the rock and hummed an unknown song.

Her soft voice and beautiful singing attracted many sea beasts.

The girl's feet were soon filled with pearls and corals, all brought to her by the creatures on the seabed.

One day, the sea beasts of the Wuyou Sea waited for a long time but no girl came. The usually calm Wuyou Sea became turbulent day and night.

The sea beasts huddled back into their lairs, and did not surface again until the deafening sounds of fighting were heard.

"If you, the Ling Clan, were willing to surrender, why would you end up in this situation now?"

The girl wore a black veil, revealing only a pair of seductive eyes. The ends of her eyes were slightly raised, and the person holding the knife across from her was in a trance.

"I want my Ling clan to surrender, dream on me!"

The man holding the knife came to his senses and said, "Since you don't know what is good and what is good, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, but your people are not as lucky as you."

The man ordered, "Except for the leader of the Ling clan, no one will be left alive!"

Blood soaked the entire Wuyou Sea.

People around the girl fell down one after another. The man approached the girl with a knife and reached out to remove her veil. "I heard that the leader of the Ling clan is as beautiful as a fairy. I want to see if the rumors are true or false."

His soft words made the girl's eyes red with anger, and the light red color at the end of her eyes became more and more gorgeous.

As soon as the man lifted up a corner of the black veil, he suddenly stopped moving.

The people under his command were looking forward to seeing the true appearance of the youngest leader of the Ling clan, but the leader stopped, feeling as unbearable as a cat scratching his head.

Those who were bold took a closer look, and their expressions suddenly froze.

"The leader is dead!"

Suddenly the wind picked up and the waves surged into the sky.

Those who run slowly are quickly swallowed up by the waves.

Those who ran fast looked back and their pupils shrank involuntarily, "Real, true dragon..."

"I told you long ago that Wuyou Sea is the realm of true dragons. Don't come in. It's fine now... you're all going to die here."

Endless regret fills everyone's heart.

The girl in the sun looked up slightly, a smile appearing in the corner of her eyes.

With the help of the real dragon, some of the enemies were eliminated, and the Ling clan could rest and recuperate for a while.

It's a pity that these tribesmen came with her.