The boss of the fast travel system will always be the boss

Chapter 341 The Dragon Family Has a Young Girl (Three Two)

Long Yanyuan returned to Longyuan, gave the flute to Long Yixiao, the second elder brother of Long, and then returned to his bedroom, the Dragon Emperor Palace.

He sat on his bed and took out the scale of Long Xinyuan's heart. Nine-colored light shone, and he lowered his eyes slightly, and stroked the scale with his hands.

Then he let out a breath, put Long Xinyuan's heart scales aside, took off his shirt, and saw that the nine heart scales on his heart had disappeared, and even the wounds of the nine heart scales could still be seen.

He picked up Long Xinyuan's heart scale and slowly poked it in from a scar. Whether it was pulling out the heart scale or pretending to be the heart scale, it was extremely painful.

When the scaly roots of the heart sank into the wound, the blood flowed down slowly.

His face turned from red to white, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

After the scales of his heart were firmly in the flesh and blood, he let out a breath after a long time, and cold sweat covered his entire forehead.

Long Xinyuan's heart scales shone with nine colors of light on his chest, Long Yanyuan quietly looked down at Long Xinyuan's heart scales.

See if its light is dimmed, if it is dimmed, then this piece of heart scale will not be with him, if it is still bright with nine-colored light, then he can proceed to the next step.

Just like cell transplantation, see if there is any rejection.

The result is good, the nine-color light is still exuding its charm, the corner of Long Yanyuan's mouth curled up.

He dealt with the blood and put his clothes back on.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, a spiritual energy gathered on his finger, it was not his dragon power, but another colorful spiritual energy, which also contained a trace of the power of good fortune.

He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think about it, he relied on his own strength and the power of gathering the dragon's heart.

A figure of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl appeared out of nowhere, her waist-length black silk was draped behind her, her silver eyes were lightly opened, she seemed to be half asleep and half awake, her expression was a little cold, she was wearing a water-blue wide-sleeved celestial robe, holding a A nine-color hydrangea.

Her appearance is three points similar to Long Xinyuan's appearance, and the charm of her eyes is the most similar.

If you compare her with Fang Huaxiu, you can find that the similarity is eight points, and the appearance of the avatar is the closest to the avatar.

Long Yanyuan created her with the help of Long Xinyuan's Xintoulin. It can be said that her life is connected with his.

But the disadvantage is that she cannot leave Long Yanyuan very far away.

It is impossible for Long Yanyuan to do anything to her, and even keep a certain distance.

She was only born with the help of spiritual power, not like Fang Huaxiu, who had the dragon's horn as the medium, and Long Xinyuan personally gave her one-tenth of the power.

Unless she has nine scales with a complete dragon heart in order to become an independent individual, she can only be attached to Long Yanyuan now.

Long Yanyuan rubbed his heart, he was a little exhausted now and had to take a rest, but before the rest, he still didn't forget to choose a name for the girl he created.

"From now on, you will call..." Before he finished speaking, the girl interrupted him.

"I have a name..."

Because the girl has the power of good fortune and is the heart scale of the dragon heart, she is born conscious. She doesn't like the man in front of her from the bottom of her heart, even if she created herself.

Long Yanyuan raised her eyebrows. Could it be that she has the consciousness of fate?
It was obviously created by him, but it is more in favor of Xinyuan?
Looking at the girl's appearance, he suddenly smiled, which is not bad, it's always okay to deceive yourself.

"Oh? What's your name?"

"Unfortunately." The girl said these three words indifferently.

"What's the point?" Long Yanyuan looked at her suspiciously, and the girl suddenly chuckled.

Girl: "You don't need to know what it means."

In my heart silently:

Teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad, and fall in love with upper floors.Fall in love with the upper floors, and worry about writing new words.

Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it.I want to say goodbye, but I say it's a cool autumn.

——Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave · Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall"

It is more of a meaning: to know all the sorrows in the world.

Long Yanyuan was puzzled again: "Who got this name?"

Shi Jinchou raised his eyes to look at Long Yanyuan, and finally said mischievously: "Guess."

Long Yanyuan: "..."

Maybe he guessed it, maybe he didn't guess it, he still didn't speak after all.

He slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the bed rail to rest, Shi Jinchou glanced at him silently, threw the embroidery ball twice, and the tassels on the embroidery ball shook twice.

Then she pulled a rope from the embroidery ball and tied her around her waist, then came to Long Yanyuan and pulled the quilt next to him to cover him.

Then she casually flipped through some image stones in his room, and after a second look, she found it boring.

……

Long Xinyuan, who was far away in Qitian Mountain, knocked on her white jade flute, and she didn't care about the existence of Zhi Jinchou.

On the way to the Xuangui clan, Fanghuaxiu shook the round fan, and the bell on the round fan jingled with her movements.

"Knowing all sorrow... this name is really ugly. The homonym is similar to straining sorrow... Sorrow, it's really sad." Fanghuaxiu complained, and the white fox Wushuang next to him looked blank, wondering what Fanghuaxiu was talking about. what.

"Master, don't you want to watch the duel between Xuan Jingtao and Qi Cangxue?" Baihu Wushuang looked at Fanghuaxiu suspiciously, and Fanghuaxiu shook her head.

"No." She has her mission and purpose.Xuan Jingtao and Qi Cangxue are fighting, and Xuan Ge is also there. It is easier for the current Xuangui clan to enter.

If Xuan Ge is in the Xuangui family, she is afraid that she will face him. Although she can use the power of her deity to fight him fifty-fifty, her goal cannot continue.

Don't ask her why the deity can crush Xuan Ge, but she can only split [-]-[-] with the power of the deity.

She's just an incarnation of emotion...

"That's such a pity, Xuan Jingtao and Qi Cangxue are true masters of swordsmanship, with the sword intent of ice and snow and the sword intent of sea water." Baihu Wushuang sighed while holding the embroidered scroll of mountains and rivers, Fang Huaxiu looked sideways at him:
"Do you want to practice sword?"

Baihu Wushuang blinked and looked at her expectantly, while Fanghuaxiu did not hesitate to hit his self-confidence.

"You don't have this talent, and it's useless to practice."

"Master..." Woooooo~ Baihu Wushuang was crying in a storm, while Fang Huaxiu pouted and looked at some people who were fighting in the distance.

"The one over there is a natural swordsman."

Baihu Wushuang was diverted by Fang Huaxiu's words, and saw a young man in white clothes fluttering in the distance, arrogant and awe-inspiring; his eyes were like stars, and the place where the sword light was full of sharpness was also a place where blood was spilled.

Baihu Wushuang was stunned, his face was flushed and he seemed a little shy.

Fang Huaxiu glanced at him, this kid doesn't know how to fall in love.

It was she who forgot that the fox tribe eats all men and women.

"Although I don't want to say more about Wushuang, since you have been with me for a long time, I would like to warn you: Don't touch me, my son, or you will be forever lost." After Wushuang heard about it, he immediately cut off the roots of love that had grown out of him, and restored his original appearance.

"Why does the master say that?" Baihu Wushuang asked suspiciously, and Fang Huaxiu looked at the young man in white in the distance and continued.

"Inborn beings, born of the Dao of Heaven, nourished by the sword. Let's go, don't get involved."

After Fang Huaxiu finished speaking, he left from another direction, but the other party seemed to notice her existence, and came to her after killing those who surrounded him.

Fanghua Xiu: "..."

White Fox Warriors: "..."

What should come will always come.

"Jian Shengdao has seen Senior Fanghuaxiu..." The boy in white clasped his fists to salute Fanghuaxiu, Fanghuaxiu let out a chuckle.

(End of this chapter)