If she could transform into a prehistoric ancient dragon, Zhou Yuan felt that she could still compete with these three families!
Even if you can't defeat them, that kind of strength can still be a bargaining chip on hand.
He doesn't like this passive situation very much!
One day passed and Zhou Yuan came near the corridor again. The three clan leaders had given him the utmost tolerance and did not even follow him.
But Zhou Yuan also knew that this was their bottom line.
If Wu Qingshuang couldn't come back, he would even go back and apologize to them in exchange for a chance to get out alive.
When he thought of that situation, the corner of Zhou Yuan's mouth twitched. He had never been submissive in front of the Dark God of War. How could he be subdued in the face of three eighth-grade ones?
He shook his head and continued to wait.
He Mo and his wife, seeing the change in the expression on Zhou Yuan's face, knew that the situation was not optimistic.
"What happened after you went back yesterday?"
"It's nothing, just a fight with them."
Zhou Yuan said lightly.
"The result..."
"The three old men are afraid of death because they know that if they attack me, I will definitely be able to take one of them away before I die."
Zhou Yuan raised the corner of his mouth.
He Mo and his wife looked at each other and suddenly knelt down in front of Zhou Yuan.
"We can't do anything! We can only thank each other for this great kindness. We will never forget it!"
"No need to be like this, I am here for Qingyue, it has nothing to do with you."
Zhou Yuan shook his head and said.
"Haha! I'm working my ass off outside, and you guys are acting in a romantic drama here?"
Wu Qingshuang's mocking voice came out.
But that voice sounded very weak.
Zhou Yuan and the others turned to look, and saw a limping girl among them, half of her body was stained with blood, and her face was extremely pale, walking towards the magma pool with difficulty.
But these injuries didn't mean anything. What was important was that Zhou Yuan suddenly discovered that the opponent's dragon soul had been damaged by more than half!
The dragon soul in Wu Qingshuang's body can't even be described as covered in bruises, and his body is almost broken...
Zhou Yuan's eyes became a little complicated.
"What are you looking at? I escaped from that place only after a narrow escape! Don't look at me in embarrassment, but the fate of those souls will not be better than mine!"
Wu Qingshuang glared at Zhou Yuan and the others, and took out a jet black bronze mirror from his arms.
In addition to a deep, non-reflective surface, the bronze mirror is also engraved with a jet-black dragon pattern on the side.
"This mirror can reflect the dragon soul. Although she is still transforming, she can use it to leave the magma pool."
Wu Qingshuang spoke.
"After returning Wu Qingshuang's body, all the previous things will be wiped out."
Although she was just trying to survive, but she was willing to sacrifice half of the dragon soul to bring this thing back from the secret realm. Zhou Yuan had already agreed to reconcile with the other party.
"Hmph! This is what you said, the previous things are wiped out! And this place will be mine from now on!"
Wu Qingshuang's eyes lit up.
"Here! Just pick it up for me, just this one, don't break it!"
After saying that, she threw the mirror into the lava pool.
Waves appeared again, and a hole appeared at the point where the mirror landed, as if it went straight to the bottom of a magma pool.
"Just a moment, she will be back soon."
Wu Qingshuang said.
But this wait is only an hour.
He Mo said worriedly: "What's going on? Did you get the wrong one!"
"How could I have taken it by mistake! The things inside have been with me for more than two hundred years!" Wu Qingshuang shouted angrily.
Then she turned her gaze to the magma pool, shook her head in confusion and said, "It's indeed a bit strange, why haven't you come out for so long?"
"Go ask Qingyue!"
Zhou Yuan said calmly from the side.
The time is already good, and the three clan leaders also have a bottom line!