The question about the mummy has never been answered, but the bold guess that the girl is not dead has been lingering in the bottom of my heart.
On the one hand, she felt that it was impossible for her to survive, and on the other hand, she felt that there was no way that Long would go crazy for no reason.
After all, he could feel the cold even from such a distance. It was impossible for any human being to withstand the crazy breath of this dragon!
I don’t know how much time has passed, or in other words, I don’t know how many times the dragon’s breath has passed.
Mu Lingbo just used her spiritual power to protect herself and resist, and gradually got used to it. When the breathing on the other side finally subsided, she realized that Long was tired.
Then I thought about it, if you keep exhaling and exhale at a faster rate, you will feel dizzy.
"Tired?" She asked tentatively, "If you calm down, just listen to me first and don't get too excited."
At this time, Mu Lingbo was already a little confused. She found that this dragon was not just crazy. Someone just stepped on its tail a few times. If it were released, even if it crushed the entire Shenglin City, it would not be able to calm it down.
Be angry!
Don’t let go?
She looked down at the huge tail that was crushed until it was almost mixed with the soil, and the despair hidden in the huge eyes...
What a difficult choice.
After the crazy dragon breath, Mu Lingbo took this opportunity to move forward.
Thousand-year cold soul treatment requires two aspects: entering its body through the mouth to repair internal injuries, and then dissolving the spiritual power and spreading it on the dragon's tail to repair the bones.
Mu Lingbo originally planned to start with the dragon's tail, but now she was hesitant and decided to let its body recover first. Because once its tail was freed, the dragon might become uncontrollable.
Long watched her approach step by step, with a complex look in his eyes that almost no one could understand.
But it didn't continue to go crazy. It just lay quietly on the ground and watched Mu Lingbo approach.
Maybe it has given up hostility? At least now, Mu Lingbo cannot see any trace of hatred towards himself in these eyes.
She walked all the way to the front of the dragon's head, staying far away to be cautious.
"Someone told me that he made a unilateral promise to you. He did it, but he just didn't have time to come back for the time being." Mu Lingbo looked at Long, "I brought the thousand-year cold soul he promised."
The dragon still hasn't changed at all, its breathing is weak, and you can only feel a slight breeze.
"Maybe you don't know what kind of demon this is. Your ancient clan calls it the Soul of the God."
When the words "Soul of the God" came out, the dragon really changed a little, and his eyes were cold as if there were ripples in the calm cold pool.
Mu Lingbo took out the piece of ice crystal, remained silent, and divided it into two halves with his spiritual power.
Half of a millennium of cold energy stayed in the air, and she floated up from the air, using her spiritual power to control the ice crystals all the way to the dragon's mouth.
The blue-white light emitted by the ice crystals in the air reflects on the dragon's head, and each of the silvery-white icy scales is clearly printed before the eyes.
After reaching the mouth, it quickly disappeared. The beam of light began to spread into the dragon's body after entering the dragon's mouth. The dragon was repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Following the thousand-year-old beam of light, the bodies of all dragons that passed by were as if they were new, and their scales shone brightly.
The pressure from the ancient divine dragon gradually strengthened. It remained motionless, but began to make the entire ground tremble slightly again.
The beam disappeared at the tail, and as the dragon stood up, the iron rope on its upper body broke, and it no longer had the power to bind the dragon.
