Don't run away

Chapter 61 The male majoring in fairy literature, the female supporting role 22
"Are you okay! Aotian!"

Crying heartily.

A golden blade was condensed in Song Qingyu's hand, and he was about to throw it towards Long Aotian, only to see a strange fragrance wafting faintly in the air.

She suddenly felt that her aura had begun to slacken, and the golden blade in her hand also flickered.

At this time, flower petals flew down from the sky inexplicably, and along with these petals, a veiled girl fell down.

She hugged Long Aotian and boarded the spirit boat parked outside the hall, Xibi and Yue'er also hurriedly climbed up.

"Song Qingyu, the next time we meet, it will be the time to take your dog's life."

The veiled woman looked at Long Aotian with distress.

As the spirit boat soared high, she dropped this sentence again.

As the woman gradually left, Song Qingyu felt that the aura had recovered again, and the feeling of stagnation just now disappeared.

That woman is called Master Long Aotian, that is to say, during the period when Long Aotian disappeared, she went to pay homage to her master, and also gained a cheap junior sister.

According to the pissing nature of such a brain-dead man majoring in immortal literature, this junior sister must also like him.

Having said that, this Long Aotian despises her very much. He has a face of three thousand, but he does not delay filling his harem at all. He is really an arrogant stallion.

Although the plot is already complicated because he took away the ring, but he still can't leave it. The current Long Aotian is definitely going to the real spirit world.

If he goes, he must go too.

Song Qingyu dodged into the space, wanting to ask the black dragon how to go to the real spirit world.

But just after entering, the original paradise-like space was already in a mess.

The dark clouds above the head were rolling, and a black dragon could be vaguely seen above, rolling, shouting, and angry.

As soon as he saw Song Qingyu coming in, the black dragon stopped screaming angrily.

It raised its head and roared again, "It's that breath just now, that person, I must kill him."

"That breath, that person?"

Song Qingyu felt doubts for a while, and then thought of Long Aotian and the sword with a golden dragon in his hand.

That golden dragon pattern sword is deterrent to the black dragon?

"Yes, that person!"

The black dragon gritted his teeth, as if mixed with boundless hatred.

"Ok!"

Song Qingyu responded, but felt that the world was impermanent, and there was a hint of ridiculousness in it.

In the plot, the black dragon recognizes Long Aotian as the master and respects everything.

Now because he has obtained it, Long Aotian has obtained something higher, something that restrains this black dragon.

If it is said that knowing the plot is his own golden finger, then Long Aotian himself is a flexible golden finger, which makes people have to sigh. ,
Looking back at the black dragon, he now hates the dragon even more.

There was another clear dragon chant, and Song Qingyu's brows turned cold, only to see that there was a scarlet line between himself and the black dragon.

Because of the stimulation of Long Aotian's golden dragon sword, the black dragon actually recognized the master.

The black dragon, who has always been rebellious and does not regard himself as the master at all, recognizes the master.

Song Qingyu didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Now we can sense, you and I have merged into one, and you can have my powerful power."

After the black dragon finished speaking, it turned into a thin and long strand, and finally wrapped around Song Qingyu's wrist.

(End of this chapter)