The witch who refused to be involved in the Demon Sect became the white moonlight in the fairy world

Ye Zhizhi and Mo Chuanlan walked deeper into the cave. When they reached the depths of the cave, the originally dark surroundings suddenly became dazzling, and a bright light shone in front of them.

This is actually a large gem mine!

Shining and reflecting colorful light.

In the middle of the gem mine is a glistening white dragon skeleton, holding a blood-red orb in its open mouth.

Ye Zhizhi calmed down, blinked his eyes that were blinded by the bright light of the gem, and looked carefully to see what kind of orb it was!
That was clearly a drop of dragon blood!

It is a blood bead formed by condensation of dragon blood!
This is the purpose of Mo Chuanlan's trip, the dragon's blood that Emperor Ye Zhizhi longs for.

Not only Mo Chuanlan wanted it, but Ye Zhizhi also wanted it.

Mo Chuanlan stared at the blood droplet in the dragon's mouth. When he stepped forward, he wanted to grab the drop of dragon blood, but when he was about to approach the dragon's skeleton, he was instantly knocked away.

Mo Chuanlan, who had been seriously injured in the fierce battle with the black dragon, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He put a hand on his chest, swayed a few times, and then quickly stood still.

Ye Zhizhi glanced at his appearance and laughed in her heart, trying to be brave!

"Little princess!"

Mo Chuanlan raised his head and looked at Ye Zhizhi in front of him and said, "Stand back, it's dangerous!"

Ye Zhizhi ignored him, but walked straight forward. She stopped just one step away from the dragon's skeleton, and then took out...a few incense candles?
"..." Mo Chuanlan.

He opened his eyes slightly and watched Ye Zhizhi place the lit incense candles in front of the dragon's skeleton in front of him, and then saw her take out a wad of paper money, squat on the ground and start burning the paper money.

The expression on Mo Chuanlan's face suddenly became subtle, and the look he looked at her was so weird that he almost slapped the words "Are you crazy!" on his face.

Light incense candles, burn paper money, and worship the souls of the dead.

Ye Zhizhi was very proficient in this process and muttered: "This fellow Taoist, we are destined to meet each other. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, please show up and let me know."

After hearing her words clearly, the expression on Mo Chuanlan's face became even weirder. He wanted to know what his little princess had learned in Taoism over the years...

At this moment, a blue spiritual light suddenly appeared, and a figure slowly appeared in front of Ye Zhizhi.

Mo Chuanlan's expression immediately changed when he saw this, and he disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in front of Ye Zhizhi, blocking her behind him.

He stared warily at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

It was a tall and handsome man with a lotus crown on his head. He was dressed in a bright yellow robe embroidered with dragon patterns and had two golden dragon horns on his forehead, which revealed his identity.

The young man from the dragon clan ignored Mo Chuanlan's vigilance and precautions, looked directly past him, looked at Ye Zhizhi behind him who was burning incense and paper money to worship him, and said with emotion: "You kid is really thoughtful."

Ye Zhizhi, who was called a child, said without changing his expression, "As long as Mr. Long likes it."

This sentence made the expression on the face of the young dragon clan suddenly freeze, "It's not that I like it..."

"Does Mr. Long hate these sacrifices? What do you like?" Ye Zhizhi asked immediately.

"No, I don't hate it." The young man from the dragon tribe looked at her and said, "I have been dead for thousands of years, and you are the only person who has worshiped me for thousands of years. What do you want?"

Ye Zhizhi was not ambiguous and said directly: "I want that drop of dragon blood from Lord Long."

"You are not a dragon, so you cannot bear my dragon blood." The young man from the dragon tribe looked at her and said.

"I have a brother who is half-dragon." Ye Zhizhi said.

Hearing this, the young man from the dragon tribe had a look of nostalgia on his face, "You remind me of my little sister. She is as cute and well-behaved as you. Our brother and sister have a great relationship. When I left Beihai, she was just a little girl. I don’t know what the half-grown girl looks like now.”

After hearing this, Ye Zhizhi looked noncommittal, thinking that the relationship between me and my resentful eldest brother was not a good one, and there was no family affection before the throne.

If she doesn't work hard to change her destiny, she will die in the Demon King's throne chicken game in the future.

"Long Jun's wish is to see your sister again?" Ye Zhizhi asked.

"No, I have already died, so there is no need to see my old friends again and only make them sad." The young man from the dragon tribe said with emotion, "It is better to forget each other than to meet each other."

"My condolences." Ye Zhizhi comforted him smoothly.

Long Jun raised his eyes to look at her and said with a smile: "You kid is so interesting to talk about."

"Since I have received your incense, I can't let you go away empty-handed." Long Jun looked at Ye Zhizhi and said, "You do one thing for me, and I will give you this drop of dragon blood."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhizhi immediately became energetic, looked at him and said solemnly: "Mr. Long, please speak."

"I once had a close friend. The two of us had a close friendship. We met close friends in the mountains and rivers. We traveled together, tasted fine wines and delicacies, and chatted about everything. We were so happy and free!" Long Jun said with a nostalgic look on his face, "I send my love to you. Between the mountains and rivers, you can swim around the world and appreciate the mountains and rivers. Once I gained enlightenment, I broke through the bottleneck and improved my cultivation that had been stagnant for many years. I had a premonition that my ascension was imminent, so I said goodbye to my friends and found a cave to practice in seclusion."

Ye Zhizhi made a listening posture and felt bad after hearing this.

But she didn't speak, she just continued to wait patiently for him to continue.

"Just when I was in seclusion and enlightenment, my best friend suddenly broke into the cave and attacked me." Long Jun's tone changed, his expression became cold, and his eyes gradually turned into those of a cold and cruel beast. Hitomi, those were the icy eyes of a cold-blooded reptile, "I had a big battle with him, and although I escaped by chance, my roots were injured. After holding on for a hundred years, I finally fell and died."

After hearing this, Ye Zhizhi thought: It’s really what she thought!
Ye Zhizhi, who vaguely guessed the outcome, hesitated and said, "Does Mr. Long want me to avenge you?"

This is a bit difficult!
It's a bit difficult to say, but it's actually very difficult.

Long Jun was a person from a thousand years ago. If the best friend who attacked and killed him hadn't died, he would still be a thousand-year-old monster now. She... couldn't beat him.

If she can beat the thousand-year-old monster, then who else will she poach? She will just do what she wants, defeat her brother and sister, and become the Demon Emperor and Empress!
"Do not."

Lord Long looked at her and said, "I only need you to ask him one question, why did you attack and kill me in the first place?"

"Huh?" Ye Zhizhi looked surprised.

"I am not a stupid and easy-to-deceive person. My best friend's friendship for me back then was true, and I will never look at the wrong person. My best friend is an upright gentleman and will never do anything unkind or unjust. Back then, he treated me If you take action, there must be some inside story." Lord Long looked at Ye Zhizhi and said, "I want to know the truth of all this, why he attacked me back then!"