bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 517 Hey!that dragon!
Xiao Jinlong immediately turned his head around, looked at Feng Qingqing, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Little Lu, your aura has dissipated, and you don't even have the ability to distinguish immortals? What kind of god, that woman is clearly just a Ordinary mortal! After all, you were once the guardian animal in the Garden of the Emperor of Life, and you chose to form a spiritual contract with a mortal, are you blind?"

Feng Qing frowned. Although she couldn't understand what the little golden dragon and the dream spirit beast were talking about, it was very obvious that the little golden dragon looked down on her.

She immediately disliked this little golden dragon.

"Hey! That dragon!" She shouted unceremoniously: "So what if you are a mortal? If you don't hand over the fairy grass in the cold pool today, I will strip off all the scales on your body, and then peel your skin !"

She thought, since this little golden dragon is so respectful to Xuanyuan Mujing, Xuanyuan Mujing must be able to restrain it, so why is she afraid of what this little golden dragon will do?
"You...why are you such a vicious woman?" Xiao Jinlong glared at Feng Qingqing, then looked at Xuanyuan Mujing: "My lord, how could you be with such a vulgar and vicious woman, this woman is really... ..."

"How about it?" Xuanyuan Mujing cast a cold glance over, and the little golden dragon was stunned in an instant: "Grievance is a bit special, although it is a bit vulgar and vicious, it is also somewhat cute and willful. It's very... a match!"

Feng Qingqing threw her contempt back to Xiao Jinlong.Sure enough, being strong can turn "dragons" into dog legs?

"Is there any fairy grass in this cold pool?" Feng Qingqing asked helplessly.

"There is no fairy grass, but there are a lot of poisonous weeds!" Xiao Jinlong said: "It's still a three-day-old poisonous weed, called Zizhi Xiyewu. Just one plant can make people feel cold, but how long does the medicine last?" It's not long, that is, it is useful for some pharmacists, and I heard that it can refine the detoxification pill that can suppress fire poisons."

This kind of explanation is purely for Xuanyuan Mujing's face.

Feng Qingqing's eyes lit up: since it can restrain fire poison, it must be useful for Ziheng's inflammation poison.

So, she said to Xiao Jinlong very bluntly: "I want as many of those purple pulp and fine leaf crows as you have. You go and get them for me."

"Do you want poisonous weeds?" Xiao Jinlong had an expression of "you are really poisonous", but said with a suffocated mouth: "But why should I listen to you?"

"If you don't listen, I will strip off all the scales on your body, and then peel off your skin!" Xuanyuan Mujing coolly repeated what Feng Qingqing said before.

Xiao Jinlong immediately became calm: "My lord, I am your dragon! How could you treat me like this for such a...she?"

"This deity doesn't remember you, so I think it's not the deity you mentioned," Xuanyuan Mujing patiently explained: "However, this deity came here with Qingqing today just for this Zizhi Xiyewu. If you If you don’t give it, you don’t have to live in this world.”

In an instant, Xuanyuan Mujing burst out with fierce murderous aura, took out the soft sword that Feng Qingqing got from Chu Yunyi earlier, and pointed it at Xiao Jinlong.

It's just that the sword was only considered a sharp weapon in Chu Yunyi's hands, but in Xuanyuan Mujing's hands, it was stained with brilliance, as if it had become... a magical weapon?
"Here, I'll give it! My lord, I'll give it to me!" Before Xuanyuan Mujing's sword light reached Xiao Jinlong, Xiao Jinlong admitted his cowardice again.

He tilted his head and said: "Xiaojin forgot, your lord is incomplete now, it's normal not to remember Xiaojin, if your lord really needs that purple pulp crow, Xiao Jin will go to the bottom of the lake and take all the purple pulp crow It's all picked."

As he spoke, Xiao Jin turned into a golden light and dived into the bottom of the lake again.

The little deer then asked Feng Qingqing weakly: "You...are you really just a mortal?"

"I'm a mortal," Feng Qingqing replied without hesitation: "What's the matter? Do you regret having a spiritual contract with me?"

"However, once this spirit contract is established, it cannot be undone, right?"

"No, no, I don't regret it," Xiaolu was busy, and muttered again: "But you have a trace of aura that I am very familiar with, how could you be a mortal?"

Xuanyuan Mujing listened to these words, his face sank slightly, looked at Xiaolu's wound, and suddenly said to Feng Qingqing: "Qingqing, there is a blue storage place in the storage ring. You go there Take out a few spiritual power fruits, give it to Meng Linglu, and then take a drop of your blood, and put it on its wound, if you let the spiritual energy in its body dissipate, it will die soon."

Feng Qingqing looked at the deer, the light on its body became weaker and weaker, and nodded hurriedly.

You know, she was the one who stabbed the deer's wound, and now it can be regarded as her spirit beast, so she was saved naturally, Xuanyuan Mujing took the initiative to give him a cure, and she just had to follow it.

(End of this chapter)