Jialan's tone was firm: "Since I can't fly, then I will swim over! The magma is also liquid, so I don't believe that I can't get through!" His tone was very firm, and there was no need to question it.

"No!" Wei Feng said hurriedly: "You are crazy!"

Jia Lan suddenly turned around. Although the fiery red flames surrounded her and she could not even see her facial features outside, Wei Feng could still feel that Jia Lan was smiling at her.

Then, Jialan took a few steps back, helped out, jumped high on the edge of the cliff, and left the cliff in an instant.

"No!" Wei Feng shouted, and at this moment his heart seemed to be about to jump out, although God should have no heart.

Jialan's body fell rapidly, but what was not good was that the closer to the scorching magma, the thinner the magic protective layer on Jialan's body was, as if the magma in the abyss had absorbed Jialan's magic. If this continued, Jialan would have been burned to ashes by this terrible aura before he even got into the magma.

"Lan'er!" Wei Feng shouted again, and I'm afraid Jia Lan wouldn't hear it. At this time, he regretted a lot! Isn't it just a divine character? There is nothing to be stingy about. If you lose the divine character, you will lose it. How can you compare with the heart-wrenching regret in front of you! If you were more decisive, all this would not have happened!

"Swoosh--" A purple figure flew past Wei Feng's welcome and headed straight towards the abyss. Wei Feng was shocked and didn't notice anything behind him! After a closer look, there was a dragon flying into the abyss, a divine dragon with a light purple color all over, but with dazzling lightning around him.

The dragon did not stay anyway and chased Jia Lan's rapidly falling body. The huge flame impact force seemed to have no effect on the dragon, but instead restrained it a little more. The dragon approached Jia Lan, who was about to touch the magma, raised his head and picked Jia Lan's body on his back. Seeing that Jia Lan seemed to be unconscious, and could not even grasp his mane. Huge scales were raised behind the dragon, wrapped Jia Lan in it, and then quickly flew back to the cliff.

The dragon put Jia Lan on the ground on the edge of the cliff, looked at Jia Lan anxiously, and then opened her mouth and said, "Hey! You fake god, why don't you save my mother quickly! She fainted from the heat!"

It turned out that this purple dragon was Tangtang who was secretly following him. Before Wei Feng could come to his senses, Tangtang turned into a human form again, took Jia Lan's hand and stood beside her.

Wei Feng then realized, hurriedly put away the phantom, and his true body reappeared on the cliff. He had the same white and silver hair, but his originally calm expression revealed anxiety. Wei Feng quickly stretched out his right hand and poked towards Jia Lan's chest.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that Wei Feng's hand was inappropriate, Tangtang hit his hand aside and shouted angrily: "You big pervert! What are you going to do to my mother?"

"Little ancestor, I'm saving your mother!" Wei Feng couldn't laugh and cry: "Now her back is hot and her blood is unstable. If I don't inject divine power into my heart, she will not be awake for a while!"

Seeing that he was dark and serious, Tangtang stuck out his tongue and stared at Wei Feng's hand and carefully entered Jia Lan's clothes. Then the pure white breath slowly poured into Jia Lan's body along his arms, and even a faint fragrance spread around Jia Lan. His face, which was a little red by the flames, had recovered at this time, and Jia Lan's breathing gradually stabilized.

When Tangtang saw this scene, she breathed a little relieved: "Take your dirty hands away! You'll never get the advantage, right!"

Wei Feng put his arms away, but still half-squatted. Because the softness and delicateness of his fingertips just now made a disobedient little thing active in his body. If he stood up now, wouldn’t his embarrassment be seen by the deadly little dragon in front of him! Then his reputation for life could be considered ruined.

Wei Feng thought about it and changed the topic: "You are Lan'er..."

Tangtang was unhappy: "Don't Lan'er, Lan'er's name is the one that my dad can call! Haven't I taken advantage of my mom just now? I still want to take advantage of my name now!"

Looking at the clever little dragon, Wei Feng's face slightly sank: "Do you have a dad? Is that blonde hair guy?"

"Yes." Tangtang stared at Jialan, whose breathing was already smooth, and was still very worried. Her chubby little hand held Jialan's hand, feeling her breath.

Wei Feng was unhappy with a strange thing that had never happened before. How could a woman like Jia Lan be able to match with an ordinary person? "But you are a dragon, they are all humans..."

"You care a lot!" Tangtang was impatient because the guy who claimed to be a god appeared in front of him. The plan to try his best to match Long Kun and Jialan was forced to break down. Since Jialan left the dance several months ago, the two have been avoiding each other. Tangtang thought it was Jin Miao's plan that failed and backfired. Today, he followed the two of them and realized that this thing that claimed to be a god was actually a mistress! And he also wanted to destroy his family - although the family was only nominal.

"I signed a life contract with Mommy. When we return to the peak continent, Mommy and Dad will get married. Even if I am a dragon, I am also their cherished daughter. Can't it?" Tangtang pouted her mouth, frowned, and said.

"marry?"

"Yes!" Tangtang sneered: "My father is more like the Prince of the East China Kingdom and has the title Donghao. My mother is the princess and has the title madman. This is a well-known thing in the Peak Continent. It can be said that it is a story about the streets and alleys. You even say that you are a god, you are really ignorant!"

Wei Feng really didn't know the origin of Long Kun, and it was not that he couldn't know it, but he didn't take him as a human at all. But after Tangtang said this, the sense of crisis increased dramatically, and he thought to himself: When this trip to the underworld is over, I will definitely go back and investigate carefully...

"Tangtang..." Jia Lan moved her fingers slightly, slowly opened her eyes, looked at the familiar petite figure, and couldn't help but scream.

"Mommy, it's me. You have a good rest and don't move." Tangtang leaned down and rubbed Jia Lan's face with her cold little face.

"Why are you here? Go back quickly, it's very dangerous." Jialan's spirit has recovered a little. She has sat up with Tangtang's support. She stroked Tangtang's little face, and her eyes gradually blurred: "Do you know what mother was thinking when she was about to fall down just now? Mom is not afraid of death. When I jumped down, I was thinking that I might never see my Tangtang anymore. I can't grow up with Tangtang, I can't see Tangtang becoming a real dragon, nor can I put on a wedding dress for Tangtang, and crying at the wedding..."

When Tangtang heard this, she threw herself into Jialan's arms and cried: "Mom! Tangtang wants her mother! Mom should never leave Tangtang again, okay?"

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This chapter was written by Xiao Me in tears, and he remembered his mother while writing it.

I remember that this summer, when it rained heavily, the water in Jinshan was already flooded at the school gate. Another teacher and I struggled to move forward in the waist-deep water. The teacher said: She missed her daughter very much now. If she died now, the biggest regret was that she would never be able to see her daughter again.

I felt deeply.

Cherish your mother.

Although my mother doesn’t read my novels, I also want to say: Mom, I love you!
Chapter completed!