Chen Changsheng lay on the little white dragon, and the wind and lightning were running through layers of clouds and mist. Seeing that the big villains in "Nanyang City" did not catch up, the tension on the dragon's face suddenly relaxed and fell down.

"Yaah!"

Seeing that Chen Changsheng was unconscious and his body was covered with crisscrossing cracks, the little white dragon let out a low voice and quickly grabbed his neck, fearing that if he fell down, his whole body would be broken.

Two thuds.

The dragon fell to the ground one after another.

The little white dragon held Chen Changsheng high and saw that he did not fall to the ground. A silly smile appeared on the tired dragon's face.

A dense jungle was filled with the smell of dead branches and leaves, which made it wrinkle its little face. Finally, it seemed that something had appeared. The dragon's body shook and dragged Chen Changsheng to the depths of the dense forest.

I don’t know how long it took for Chen Changsheng to wake up from the turmoil.

She was wet and had a warm feeling.

"Spiritual Spring?"

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and found that he and Xiao Bailong were soaked in a spiritual spring of seven or eight square meters. A trace of warm spiritual energy was nourishing his shattered body.

The little white dragon lay in the spiritual spring, slept loudly, snoring loudly, and there was a trace of crystal clear Long Yan hanging on the dragon's mouth.

"Tong Guan, little thing..."

Thinking of Tong Guan and Turtle Soul, Chen Changsheng felt a pain in his heart, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that if the Turtle Soul had not sacrificed himself to save him this time, he might have been swallowed up by Chen Fengxian's power of wind and thunder. Thinking of the Turtle Soul and his soul fused together, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "With the beast soul fused, am I a human or a beast now?"

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Hearing Chen Changsheng's voice, the little white dragon leaned open his eyes with difficulty. The dragon's face was suddenly filled with surprise. He leaned over and raised its short dragon claws, and kept screaming while gesturing.

It's like accusing those people of their crimes.

Chen Changsheng touched its little head and said softly: "Don't worry! Qixuan Holy Land, Dan Sect... I remember it clearly. One day I will ask them to repay it with all their capital and interests."

"Yayayaya!" The little white dragon gestured a few more times, as if describing the turtle soul.

"Are you talking about a little thing?" Chen Changsheng's eyes ache, he looked at the sky above his head and murmured to himself: "There is still a trace of the little thing in my soul sea. In the future, when I, Lingyun Tiantian, even at all costs, I will go to Yangshen Sect to seize the light mirror. At that time, it will be alive..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the little white dragon straightening up and his two dragon claws scratching.

Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng was also amused and crying.

It turned out that this little guy suffered a lot of losses when he fought with Turtle Soul last time, and he was still thinking about finding the place...

The little white dragon gestured twice before becoming weak. Seeing the deep bone-observing wounds on its body, Chen Changsheng frowned and quickly took out some holes and mysterious beads from the storage ring.

"Yaah!"

The little white dragon opened his mouth and swallowed more than a dozen. Suddenly, tiredness came, and subconsciously wanted to get into Chen Changsheng's sleeve. Unexpectedly, he drowned in the spiritual spring, and was choked and coughed. He stared at its longan and complained to Chen Changsheng for a long time. He found the right position again, crawled in from his collar, curled it on his arm, and fell asleep. This time he did not snore anymore.

The spiritual spring is not big.

He had been lying inside for almost a cup of tea, and the spiritual energy inside had almost dried up.

Chen Changsheng looked down and his body, which was almost shattered by the "Heaven Monument", climbed out of the Spirit Spring and shook his head, and said, "In the heavens, such a spiritual spring is probably not even a spiritual platform warrior who has just entered the sect! My injuries have been soaked here for a year, and it may not be as good as the stone tablet on the back of the turtle soul. Even if I have tempered my body with the "Emperor's God Fist", I can't bear its power..."

Chen Changsheng was thinking about the origin of the stone tablet.

A huge black shadow suddenly emerged from the depths of the dense forest.

"Black Wind Bear?"

Chen Changsheng's eyes stagnated. Seeing this black wind demon bear, which was seven or eight meters tall in the early stage of the Cave Xuan, his scalp was also numb. If he had encountered such a low-level ferocious beast with amazing brute force in the past, he would not have worried. But now, his body is broken, and he has not fully merged with the turtle soul, and there is no trace of soul power in the soul sea. Not to mention the black wind demon bear in the Cave Xuan Realm, even the second or third-level ferocious beasts on the Spirit Platform can easily kill him.

The Black Wind Demon Bear looks honest, but his eyes are full of vigilance.

Standing by the spiritual spring, seeing that Chen Changsheng did not do anything else, he lowered his head and gulped a few spiritual springs.

The bear's face was dull and confused. He looked down at the Lingquan, clicked his mouth, and took a few more sips before he was sure that the Lingquan today was different from what it used to drink.

Suddenly, the black wind demon bear became angry and looked at Chen Changsheng and kept roaring. The bear's eyes were full of fierce expressions.

"Wait, wait a moment, the spiritual energy in this spiritual spring has only been consumed temporarily, and tomorrow will be..." Seeing the anger of the Black Wind Demon Bear, Chen Changsheng's scalp numb and he quickly explained.

It’s a pity that low-level ferocious beasts like Black Wind Demon Bear, how can I understand what he is calling?

The huge body rushed towards Chen Changsheng directly.

With a slap, he slapped a towering ancient tree in half.

"brute……"

Chen Changsheng was in tears. No one in Nanyang City could kill him. In the end, he died at the hands of a mysterious beast in the cave?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Seeing that the black wind demon bear with an angry face was about to pounce on him, suddenly, three arrows shot over, and one of them shot into its heart with extremely accurate accuracy. The black wind demon bear, which was eight or nine meters high, fell to the ground after a spasm.

A little girl with a pink and jade carving, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing two small braids and a mud-root fairy skirt, holding a delicate bow, a quiver on her waist, stepped on her little boots, looked at Chen Changsheng curiously, and asked crisply: "Who are you? How could you even provoke this beast on our beast mountain?"

Thinking of the Qixuan Holy Land, Dan Sect was probably still searching for itself everywhere. After pondering for a while, he thought about a while and thought about the argument. The plot was very cliché. It was nothing more than meeting bandits who had to go to the mountain to collect herbs. He accidentally bumped into this place and encountered this ferocious beast after getting lost.

The little girl was obviously not well-informed and did not delve into Chen Changsheng's grammatical disease. She took out a knife, took out the black wind demon bear's cave mysterious bead, put it in a small bag, patted it with satisfaction, and muttered in a low voice: "It's almost enough!" After that, she raised her head and looked at Chen Changsheng. Guli stared at him strangely for a long time, pretending to be a mature boy, and said: "So, are you homeless now?"

Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned and nodded, "That's right!"

"It just so happens that Benxiao     jiě has been recruiting a slutty book boy recently, you are the only one. Let's go down the mountain with Benxiao    jiě!" The little girl said carelessly.

"Dog-legged? Book boy?" Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched.

The little girl turned around and walked a few steps before she remembered that she didn't know what the newly collected dog-legged book boy was named, and turned around and said, "What's your name?"

"Changsheng." Chen Changsheng hesitated for a moment and did not change his name.

"Oh, my surname is Qin, just call me Sanxiao     jiě." The little girl left after she said that.

Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly and asked, "Sanxiao     jiě, where is this in the wasteland?"

"Wildland?" Qin Sanxiao     jiě tilted her head and thought for a while, shook her head and said, "I haven't heard of it. Our place is Zhongzhou."

Zhongzhou?

Chen Changsheng's body shook, and he finally understood why the little white dragon was exhausted. Nanyang City and Zhongzhou gathered more than a million miles away?

In order to get rid of the pursuers, Xiaobailong actually fled to Zhongzhou with him?
Chapter completed!