Old Yuantong's potion was indeed extraordinary. As soon as Chu Tianjiao finished speaking, Aunt Hong, who had been unconscious, suddenly made a gurgling sound in her throat.
Chu Tianjiao hurriedly helped her up, and golden blood spat out from her mouth. Then, her closed eyes finally slowly opened.
"You... you..." Aunt Hong's eyes moved past Chu Tianjiao and landed on Xiao Yu'er.
"I am a dragon!" Xiao Yu'er directly took over her words, "We can't save you, you don't have much time, so we must keep the story short!"
Although the other party is of the same kind as her, Xiao Yu'er doesn't have much affection for her, so she can still remain calm at this time.
"You... know Laoyu?!" Aunt Hong said weakly.
"I was brought up by Lao Yu!" Xiao Yu'er didn't have much surprise in his eyes, "Are you alone?!"
"No!" Aunt Hong took a deep breath, "And Lian'er, she... must have been captured by... Feather Demon..."
"Did someone from the Feather Demon Clan hurt you?!" Chu Tianjiao frowned slightly, "How many of them are there?!"
Aunt Hong's eyes moved to her face and she slowly uttered two words, "One!"
one?!
One person beat two dragons, one was seriously injured and the other was captured?!
"Who is she?!" Aunt Hong asked the little fish man with some difficulty.
"She is Princess Scarlet Flame, my master. Old Yu said she is the person our Dragon God swears that our Dragon Clan will protect!" Xiao Yu'er answered simply.
"Really!" Aunt Hong's lifeless eyes flashed brightly, "The Dragon Clan's...revival era is finally...coming..."
Chu Tianjiao regained his composure, "Besides you and Lian'er, do you know there are other dragons in the world?!"
"No!" Aunt Hong shook her head gently, "I don't... know..."
Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. With their four dragons and one of them almost dead, how could they talk about the revival of the dragon clan?!
"But I believe in the dragon... the Dragon God..." Aunt Hong seemed to see the disappointment in her eyes, "Our dragon... the dragon clan... will definitely be... revived..."
Having said this, Aunt Hong coughed again, and more blood overflowed from her mouth and chest. It was obvious that her end was approaching.
"Save...save Lian...Lian'er..." Aunt Hong raised her palm with difficulty and grabbed Xiao Yu'er's hand, "Also, tell Lao...Old Yu...I...I'm...happy...him
Still...alive...alive..."
Speaking of the last few words, the face of this frequently-dead female dragon actually showed a bit of shyness, and her face as pale as snow also showed a faint blush.
Chu Tianjiao felt his arms sag, and Aunt Hong in his arms also lost the last of her life. Then, she slowly faded into her original form - a golden five-clawed golden dragon.
"Master, let's take her back!" Xiao Yu'er stood up and whispered to Chu Tianjiao beside him.
"Okay!" Chu Tianjiao raised his hand and put the body of the five-clawed golden dragon on the ground into his Qiankun bag.
Whether it was her or Xiao Yu'er, it was not difficult to guess that there had been some history between the female dragon and the old fish.
After gathering the bones on the ground and digging a grave in the snow to bury them, Xiao Yu'er bowed deeply to the snow grave several times, and then the two of them returned to the camp with serious faces.