Black clouds cover the night and darkness falls.

The half-dragon monster watched helplessly as its chest was cut open, and the blood was gradually withdrawn from the body. It almost collapsed under the fear of death. It witnessed the crimson blood leaving the body and condensing into a ball, being condensed and purified.

Most half-dragon monsters have one thing in common, which is their huge bodies.

However, the two mysterious men drew blood very slowly, not caring about the pain of the evil beast.

Immediately afterwards, Zican's chest was cut open as he fell into a deep sleep.

Although he was sleeping, his face was still struggling and twisted, his fingers were trembling, and his brows were almost furrowed into a Sichuan character. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he could not wake up. As the blood was drawn out, his face became even paler. On the other side, the blood of the half-dragon monster that had condensed into a ball was

Guide to replace human blood.

The dark night, the flickering lanterns, the strong smell of blood...

In the Governor's Mansion.

Ziqi, who was sleeping soundly, had a dream.

I dreamed that my precious son was sinking, getting further and further away until he could no longer see him.

"Ah...my son..."

I suddenly woke up and sat up, realizing that it was a nightmare. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I still felt that something was wrong.

The old immortal said before that he was going out, but his son was left to study in another hospital and was not allowed to visit. He didn't know what happened. Thinking of this, he sighed tiredly, thinking that he missed his son too much. He thought about his son day and night and dreamed about it at night.

Zican, who was completely asleep, also had a dream.

Cold, the whole body was so cold that he entered the ice cave, and then the boiling heat invaded the heart and lungs, and went towards the limbs and bones. He screamed desperately to vent the fire that burned his whole body, but it was useless. Zi Can felt that if

There really is a hell, so I am in hell right now.

Every inch of skin is undergoing torture, but it is unable to wake up and endures it motionlessly.

On the other side, the half-dragon monster is not dead yet, and it also understands that it is useful to keep a fresh spine...

The blood of the half-dragon demon was injected into Zi Can's small body, while the traces of human blood were wiped away.

After its blood was drained, its body gradually became cold. The half-dragon monster was in despair. It was completely unable to move and waited quietly for the final extraction of its bones.

After the blood infusion is over, a seal must be used to suppress the rage of the half-dragon demon's blood.

Immediately afterwards, turn Zican and the half-dragon monster over.

The beings who look down at all living beings from above do not care about the feelings of the ants, and simply and crudely extract the bloody spines from the evil beasts that have done many evil things.

The young man in green robe looked at the spine in his hand and his eyes shone.

"Although there is only a small amount of divine beast dragon blood, it is still a rare treasure. Mixed blood is like this, and pure blood dragons are even more magical."

He likes to collect, and animal skins or bones are rare collections.

The old man didn't care about the thought of green robe.

With another stroke, Zican's tiny spine was ripped off and burned to ashes.

"Don't waste time, refine it quickly."

"Hey, okay, okay, you need to change your anxious old man's temper. I won't be able to collect this thing."

He kept talking with his mouth and hands, using mysterious spells to refine the long and bloody spine, shrinking, shortening, suppressing and sealing part of its power, so as not to accidentally explode the human child. He is best at this type of spell.

Soon, a small spine finally formed.

The old man put the spine into Zican's back, and saw that the spine penetrated into the body and connected by itself. He gently shook the green branches and shed the glowing green starlight. The bones fused and the wound healed.

"It's done, now we have to wait. Well, let's use the beast to make soup and marrow to replenish the little one's health."

These were the dying half-dragon monsters' last words, and they didn't even let go of their last flesh, flesh, and bones.

Everything went smoothly.

In the end, the traces were completely erased, and it was still that peaceful night.

When the sun rose, Zican's eyelids trembled and he slowly woke up, as if he had been having a nightmare last night. He was exhausted and had an indescribable feeling, as if he was full of power and was about to explode. His whole body was burning with fire, and even his nostrils were warm when he breathed.

of.

It seems like...the body is very strong and possesses power.

There is an unpleasant odor on my body, very greasy, like the body excretes impurities.

He knew nothing about what happened last night and thought that he would naturally improve after following the teacher for a long time.

Zi Qi, who hurried over after hearing that the barrier of the other courtyard was torn down, breathed a sigh of relief. His son was safe and sound, and he was full of energy and energy. Let's just say that last night's nightmare was something he thought about day and night.

But when I look at my son, I always feel an inexplicable strangeness...

Zi Qi would not know that Zi Can also felt strange and alienated when looking at his father, including everyone in the house and outside...

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Tranquil valley.

The conspiracy and calculations are far away in the mountains.

Bai Yujun has always lived a simple and simple life, reading, eating and sleeping every day.

You can enjoy the sun and moonlight at the desk in front of the window, hold ancient books and immerse yourself in the distant era, feel the magnificence of your predecessors between the lines, expand your meager knowledge, and inherit the same heritage as those old forces as quickly as possible, and gradually surpass it.

No matter how ancient the various forces are, they have only risen in recent times. They are indeed ancient to the mortal world and even to casual cultivators, but they are too immature compared to the era when mythical and vicious beasts were rampant.

In the past, when Bai Yujun was living his life, various forces could still show off their inheritance.

Now that Bai was starting to get serious, the little things that were regarded as treasures by all parties suddenly became awkward.

During these days, Bai Yujun returned to the simple and peaceful life of long ago.

When I get tired from studying, I pick up a broom to clean the courtyard and repair the house.

Occasionally, in order to taste the food, I made a big pot to boil delicious seafood soup, sprinkled some fresh herbs, and sat on the doorstep with a big porcelain bowl to drink the soup, enjoying the rare leisure.

I often see that cautious little guy recently. It's quite funny. Maybe the little guy thinks he's hiding well.

Bai, who had some bad taste, thought it was funny and didn't point it out.

One sunny day.

The warm breeze blew slowly, and Bai Yujun, who was reading in front of the window, spread out his arms and stretched hard.

"So boring..."

Then he put down the book, moved his chair back and stood up.

Look left, look right.

I went to the outhouse and brought a wooden basin into the house, took off the quilt, and put the slightly messy baby clothes in the crib into the basin. After thinking about it, I even pulled off the window screen and prepared to wash them together.

Many people know a good way to hold a basin with one hand. Hold the edge of the basin with one hand and hold the other side against your waist.

Longjiao pushed aside the jingling ornaments and went out.

As soon as I went out, I stood at the door and stared at the cloudless blue sky in a daze.

"Hiss~ It's a bit hot and sunny."

Looking left and right, the paper umbrella jumped out, eager to turn on the sunshade mode. Although this umbrella can automatically adjust, it is not suitable for washing clothes. With a glance, the paper umbrella was helpless and shrunk and turned into a hair accessory. It was used as a hairpin and hung like a tassel.

A certain Bai had an idea and took out a plain white silk handkerchief. He put it on his head like a peasant girl. The silk handkerchief was slightly small and could only cover the top of his head. It was purely for decoration.

Now that things are much better, Duan Tuban slowly went out.

The rough wooden courtyard door opened with a creak.

After crossing the threshold, I closed it tightly and followed the stone path hidden in the grass to the stream.

When I got to the stream, I looked at the clear stream and the swarms of small fish, put down the wooden basin, and rolled up my sleeves skillfully.

Thick long hair is a hindrance, so just tie it up. Fortunately, with dragon horns, long hair is easy to take care of. You can simply tie it up on the top of your head, and it won't get in the way if it is slightly scattered. The hairpin turned into a paper umbrella comes in handy.

Take a look around.

Take off your cloth boots and go into the water with bare feet, choose a stone slab of suitable size and carry it to the water's edge.

Half of the stone slab is in the water and one side is above the water.

He also brought flat stones and put them behind him to make a stool. After sitting down, he dug the sand and gravel in the water in front of him a little deeper. A quick glance showed that he was skilled at it, and then soaked his clothes in the water.

Take a tree trunk and scratch it into a standard mallet with the little dragon's claws. After trying it, you feel it is easy to use.

Not long after, Bai Yujun was sitting by the water, pounding clothes with a mallet with one hand, and skillfully folding and turning them with the other hand.
Chapter completed!