A mouthful of dragon phlegm from the courtyard seemed to have half extinguished the fire in the imperial capital.

The light in the imperial capital dimmed with a formation, and then the shouts of killing that were not very clear in the fire came suddenly, and it was deafening, just like a drum of war, instantly tying people's heartbeats, but the frequency was too fast.

Lin Fan looked at the green smoke rising from Shangshan Street and was already home like an arrow. He had the dragon soul of the frost mysterious dragon, and naturally realized that the flood from the sky came from the dragon clan, and the only dragon clan in the imperial capital was in his small courtyard, in the well in the courtyard.

Zhen Wuzi did not stop Lin Fan, but followed Lin Fan all the time because he knew that no matter whether it was the danger along the way or the little white dragon who was unconscious, he dared to spit a sip of water, it was not something Lin Fan could solve.

Of course, Lin Fan would not think so much, and at this time, Zhou Liuhuo and Monk Zhenjian were facing danger.

The crisis broke out in the imperial capital indeed came extremely rapidly, and this kind of rapidity was naturally because all forces had prepared for too long.

There is an alley beside the Yudi River not far from Zuixian Tower. The back walls of the alley are squeezed out. The road is extremely narrow, and only five people can stand at most.

Zhou Liuhuo and the three people standing side by side with Monk Zhenjian. The man in the center was extremely strong. The three people seemed to block all the way out of the alley.

Zhou Liuhuo's face showed a solemn look. The strong man was named Li Mang. Although he had no title in Jingzong, everyone knew that he had done so much dirty work for Jingzong over the years.

After seeing Zhou Liuhuo, Li Mang smiled slightly, and touched the scar on his left cheek. The scar looked a little disgusting as it squirmed. He said even more disgustingly: "I have always liked monks."

Monk Zhenjian rolled his eyes. It was not a secret that Li Mang had the favor of Long Yang. But it was really new to like monks. The monk Zhengu couldn't help but say: "It is rumored that the little monks in Chanming Temple are all good. Why don't you fall in love with them?"

"I can't afford to offend me." Li Mang answered honestly.

This sentence made a white-clothed scholar beside Li Mang laugh. The white-clothed scholar said politely: "Brother Liuhuo hasn't seen him for many years, and he has indeed improved a lot."

Zhou Liuhuo raised his eyebrows. The scholar in white was from Qingzong. He was the top student among the eighteen offerings of Qingzong. He only took advantage of his work. He never asked about Qingzong's internal affairs, but was highly respected.

"Mr. Sun Mingyang, I wonder what's going to stop him today?"

Zhou Liuhuo asked this question. Of course, he asked it knowingly.

"From the past relationship, if Brother Liuhuo no longer moves forward, I can consider watching from the wall."

The reason why Zhou Liuhuo asked was that he understood that the three people in front of him were all powerful people in the Xuan Realm, and they were ranked among the top three major generals, so they naturally had to be cautious.

After asking a question, Zhou Liuhuo's body cyclones spin wildly. He wanted to adjust his combat state to the best, but he never thought of retreating.

At this time, the man wearing a hat on the right side of Li Mang who had been unable to see his face clearly finally raised his head. He looked at Zhou Liuhuo, and said earnestly as if an elder looked at his junior: "Not bad."

After seeing this person, Zhou Liuhuo's strong battle was immediately extinguished, because it seemed impossible to defeat the person in front of him.

After seeing his true appearance, Monk Zhenjian couldn't help but say: "Xuan Zong is a big deal."

This person naturally comes from Xuanzong. And unlike Li Mang and Sun Mingyang, he is the great elder of Xuanzong, not a worshiper or a thug!

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Ye Ningshuang stood in the courtyard and watched as the little white dragon spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, but the waves fell from the sky were a little nervous.

There is no doubt that the ability shown by the little white dragon is enough to show that it can put Ye Ningshuang and Sun Degan to death at any time as long as it wants.

But he obviously didn't want to do so, in addition to the aura of the ancient dragon clan on Ye Ningshuang, Sun Degan's series of persuasion also played a role.

He even enjoyed it, as if Ye Ningshuang's hands were very soft. Of course, what's more important is that no matter where he lies, it is always more comfortable than soaking in a narrow well.

However, he didn't know where this was because he had never entered the imperial capital, and he didn't know the consequences of his own spray. His weak body had just recovered some strength, and he was even a little confused.

Ye Ningshuang didn't know how to speak anymore, but she always wanted to break this silence, so she said, "Don't vomit water."

When Sun Degan heard this, he was immediately nervous, for fear that the little white dragon would swallow them in one bite.

Especially when the little white dragon's head raised and looked at Ye Ningshuang without any emotion, Sun Degan felt that the end of the world seemed to have arrived.

However, the little white dragon lowered his head unexpectedly at this time, as if he had accepted Ye Ningshuang's request and was very obedient.

Sun Degan felt that his worldview was about to collapse, because in his impression, creatures like dragons must be arrogant, rebellious, and have a big temper.

The scene that made Sun Degan vomit blood soon happened.

Ye Ningshuang actually touched the dragon's head and said, "Be good."

Little White Dragon did not respond.

And without a response is obedience.

In fact, Xiao Bailong wanted to respond very much, but his body was too weak and could not transform into a human form, so he naturally could not speak human words. If he roared twice in the dragon, whether in the demon clan or the human clan, he would probably cause big trouble.

So he can only remain silent.

In this weak silence, his consciousness began to gradually awaken.

Not long after, he could feel the existence of Pan Qingyu, and naturally felt the position between his brothers.

The eldest brother is not far away, with the three.

The fourth brother is not close, and it seems to be outside the city.

The second brother was evaporating the mysterious energy in his body, as if he was in a fight.

Well, in the end there was another person who was almost approaching him, and probably he must be a brother he had never met.

This person is naturally Lin Fan.

With Zhen Wuzi's company, Lin Fan traveled through the imperial capital and quickly returned to the courtyard. Then he saw the scene of Ye Ningshuang holding the dragon in both hands, and then he even noticed a look of pity in Ye Ningshuang's eyes.

Based on Lin Fan's understanding of Ye Ningshuang, Ye Ningshuang rarely shows such a look in her life.

But Lin Fan had seen it. The first time was when Ye Ningshuang picked him up ten years ago. The second time was when there was a wild cat in the Fuxuemen Nursing Home. When he was a child, Ye Ningshuang would always leave some food in front of the window.

Later one day, the wild cat never appeared again, and Ye Ningshuang never showed such a look again.

Lin Fan didn't know if Ye Ningshuang also regarded himself as a pet when he picked him up, but there was no doubt that Ye Ningshuang now regarded his fifth brother as a pet.

Lin Fan didn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!