After being reincarnated, she stopped working as a substitute for junior junior sister.

Qiao Li's eyes were still wet and she stared at Abao, not knowing what she was thinking.

Abao was so focused on looking at Murong Rong that he didn't even notice Qiao Li's eyes. After a while, he lowered his head to avoid Murong Rong's gaze.

It didn't know how to answer Murong Rong's question just now.

"A Bao." Murong Rong called it softly, his voice deliberately lowered and a little gentler, just like before.

Abao looked over following the voice, his throat was dry and hoarse, and there was no response.

It always thought that the day it saw Murong Rong, it would definitely kill him to avenge its own people, but when this day actually came, it felt so many emotions mixed in its heart that it even subconsciously held its breath.

"Abao, do you hate me?" Murong Rong lost the madness that Qiao Li had seen just now, even his eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were sparkling, filled with infinite tenderness.

A Bao opened his mouth, and the mustache on both sides curled up. The word in his throat turned over and over again. It seemed that he was about to blurt out, but he was unable to pronounce it due to dryness.

Silent.

Murong Rong stood up and his appearance changed.

Not very tall, with overly ordinary facial features and dark pockmarks on his face.

Just like the gentle and timid young man before.

Abao couldn't bear it any longer, and by some strange coincidence, he stood up straight and took a step forward, without even realizing it.

"Abao, come here." The soft voice spread in the ethereal hall, and Murong Rong's ordinary eyebrows began to become vivid.

He smiled.

It doesn't look very good on this face, but it has a unique charm.

Qiao Li didn't say anything to awaken Abao's consciousness, although she could see through Murong Rong's tricks.

Murong Rong is playing the emotional card with Abao.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qiao Li looked at Li Yinqiu who was hanging next to Murong Rong.

He is also looking at her.

The moment their eyes met, Qiao Li blinked at him, not knowing what he meant.

As for Li Yinqiu, he didn't make any movements, and there was no expression on his face. There was nothing, silent, like an old piece of wood that had been cut down and left to dry in the sun for a long time, or like the silent snow lotus on the top of the snow that had been silent for a long time. It has its own infinite youthful temperament.

"Abao, we haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?" Murong Rong was still smiling like that.

Abao: "..."

Seeing that it was frozen and silent, Murong Rong continued: "It was not my original intention to leave you in the Dragon Palace. I have tried to open the Dragon Palace many times but to no avail, so I had to leave you there. Over the years, I have traveled countless times, just for Find a way to free you."

He knew Ah Bao very well, he knew how deep Ah Bao's feelings were for him, and he had the confidence that he could coax Ah Bao into submission with just a few words.

Sure enough, Abao was shaken.

If there was still perseverance in its eyes, now they have turned into puddles of water and become soft.

But the remaining reason told it that it couldn't forgive him so easily.

But that face... that face that I haven't seen in 1 years, that person who will pat it on the head gently, coax it, tell it many things, and call it "Bao" softly, is he back?

At least for now, he is back.

"Long time no see, have you ever missed me?" Murong Rong's voice was gentle and gentle, and then he lowered his eyelids, with a hint of sadness in his tone, "It's just that I never thought... that when I see you again, you have chosen someone else." Lord."

Qiao Li still didn't make a sound and kept standing in the same position, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Abao, come on, come to me."

Abao's eyes were covered with a layer of fog. Looking at him through this layer of fog, coupled with this soft and gentle voice, Murong Rong's figure at this moment completely overlapped with the person in his memory.

"Master!" It finally couldn't help shouting out this title that was 1 years old, and flew quickly towards the direction of Murong Rong.The paws waving in the air showed its frantic excitement.

"Abao." Murong Rong smiled contentedly and opened his arms to welcome the embrace.

If you want to get the most useful information, the most useful thing is to get the other person's heart.

He knew Abao very well. This was a carp dragon that was willing to do everything for him as long as he gave it a little sweetness.

Stupid, naive.

So he was sure he would get all the information he wanted after gaining its trust.

At the moment when one person and one dragon were about to touch, Abao's size grew larger.

Return to the normal size of a carp dragon.

If you look closely at its face, you can see that there is no trace of sadness and emotion, instead it is filled with soaring hatred.

It almost squeezed out this sentence from its throat:
"Murong Rong, you die -"

Abao roared and swung his claws downwards.

Cough——

The sound of bones breaking after the flesh was pierced could be heard clearly.

"Li Yinqiu!"

Before Qiao Li finished shouting, Li Yinqiu had already made a move. He was waiting for this opportunity to kick, and his slender leg hit Murong Rong in the back.

Murong Rong's entire torso was penetrated to the end by Abao's sharp claws.

"Abao, you..." Murong Rong's face was full of astonishment. It seemed that he hadn't reacted yet. He looked at the claws across his chest and then at Abao, who had a look of hatred on his face.

Why were things different from what he expected?
"Get out of the way." Abao yelled again, but this sentence was addressed to Li Yinqiu.

Li Yinqiu understood immediately and used his strength to jump away from this area.

Murong Rong also reacted at this moment, clenching his fists with a stern face, and his five fingers were instantly wrapped in a magical weapon with a metallic luster.

You can feel the difference just by looking at the colorful patterns.

Abao didn't wait for him to attack. He suddenly raised his claws and threw him against the wall, and then attacked again.

Before the dull sound of flesh being hit could subside, Abao had already arrived in front of Murong Rong again.

Murong Rong coughed up a stream of blood, and his desire to survive made him quickly draw a half circle towards the open space one meter away in front of him. The fire shot into the sky, wrapping him inside to form a protective shield.

Hatred made Abao's eyes red, and he rushed forward regardless, spitting out streams of fire in that direction.

But there is always something special about Murong Rong's fire. It not only plays an offensive role, but also has a protective role. A Bao's fire cannot burn in at all and is blocked outside.

During this interval, Murong Rong took out a large number of bottles of elixirs from his arms, raised his head, and poured them into his mouth without looking.

Li Yinqiu stood next to Qiao Li and glanced sideways at her, surprised: "I thought..."

Qiao Li heard his voice and turned around: "Huh?"

"Nothing." Li Yinqiu retracted his gaze and looked forward again.

Po was still breathing fire regardless, his huge dragon body hovering above the semicircle of fire, tirelessly.

"You thought I would help, right?" Qiao Li suddenly laughed.

Li Yinqiu was surprised again.

What she said was indeed right. Based on his understanding of her, he really thought that she would come forward, but he did not expect that she did not.