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It was night, Ye Wangxi and his party finally stayed here.

In an inn, counting the candles, the lights are on and off, and the stars are chaotic.

Mo Ran sat by the window with his chin resting, quite absent-minded. It has been nearly two years since I was reborn, and the progress of many things is very different from the previous life. It is always subtle to see the same person doing different things.

Song Qiutong, Ye Wangxi, not returning...

These familiar people and things from previous lives reappeared in his life as time went by. It's just that he will never marry Song Qiutong again in this life. As for Ye Wangxi, this person will soon become famous all over the world and become the second best master in the cultivation world after Chu Wanning.

There is no return.

Thinking of this Mo Dao that had been with him in his previous life, he felt restless.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"You have been drawing this spell for half an hour, why haven't you finished it yet?"

"It's all right." Chu Wanning said, borrowing a bean solitary lamp, carefully tapped the last few strokes with a pen dipped in cinnabar, and an extremely complicated Tenglong jumped onto the paper.

Mo Ran looked over.

"what is this?"

"Ascending Dragon Barrier." Chu Wanning said.

"what for?"

"You can detect all the traces of spells, large or small, around you. If the mysterious man wants to test the essence of his spiritual root with divine power, he must leave a mark on the weapon. Whether the appearance of this weapon is a coincidence or his careful design, immediately Then we will know."

"Wow, with such a good thing, why doesn't Master use it in Xuanyuan Pavilion?"

"...I wake up the enchantment of the rising dragon, you will understand after reading it."

I saw that Chu Wanning pierced his fingertips and wiped it on one of the dragon scales. The little yellow dragon on the paper suddenly overflowed with golden light, and his eyes and tail began to swing flexibly.

Chu Wanning said: "Are you a real dragon?"

There was a shrill voice on the paper: "Yes, yes, this seat is a real dragon."

"How can I see it?"

"Stupid mortal! Why don't you believe it!"

"If you can jump out of the paper, I will recognize you as a real dragon."

"How difficult is this! You wait for me! Hey!"

The golden light flashed, and a palm-sized mighty little dragon suddenly jumped out of the paper, shook its head and tail, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and flew around Chu Wanning triumphantly, screaming loudly: "Hahaha, hahaha, I am a Big real dragon, big real dragon, I have many little secrets, little secrets. I have many secrets, I won’t tell you, I won’t tell, I won’t tell, tell, you!”

Chu Wanning glanced at the little loach coldly with those eyes that were as clear as an ice lake, covered it with his hands on the table, and said to Mo Ran expressionlessly: "Understood?"

"understood……"

"Let go of me! You stupid mortal! You messed up my beard!"

Chu Wanning raised his hand, and unceremoniously nodded its reverse scale, which was the blood-stained scale: "Shut up, go to work."

The author has something to say: Xiaoqinglong bgmbào reveals his childhood hahahaha~ I don’t know if the younger brothers have heard this childhood song, so cover your face~

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Nangong Si

Word: free

Posthumous title: None

Occupation: Confucian style head sect son

To put it simply: the second generation of officials

Social outlook: Heroes of cultivation, who lead many followers

To put it simply: there is a big brother with a group of younger brothers

Current Favorite: Nao Platinum

Favorite food: Meat bones

Dislikes: Vegetables

Height: 185

Chapter 87

Xiaolong came and went like the wind, and after only a cup of tea, he rushed back from the window, shouting loudly: "I found it, I found it, there are many traces of spells in this inn, wow ha ha ha."

"Little Loach, are you yelling so loudly, are you afraid that the neighbors won't be able to hear what you're saying?" Mo Ran leaned over the table, stretched out his fingers and stroked Xiaolong's body, and the dragon's tail flicked and patted on the back of his hand , but it is made of paper after all, not only does not hurt, but itches a bit.

"You annoying little boy, don't touch me. I'm not married yet, so I let you touch it for no reason. How can I be a dragon in the future?"

The ink burned and laughed: "What? You are a dragon made of paper, and you still want to marry?"

"Wow! Bah, bah, bah! You're made of paper! You bitch!"

"Why do you call me dog? Your surname is Xue, right?"

"My surname is Xue? Hmph, you are ignorant. This seat is a dragon holding a candle with a great reputation. It opens its eyes for the sun, closes its eyes for night, exhales for summer, and inhales for winter. If you don't change your surname, you can sit without changing your name." , Zhu Jiuyin is also!"

"……Can't understand."

"Wow!" Xiaolong spun around angrily, and bumped his two-finger-wide head against the candlestick, knocking the lights down, tears swaying. Mo Ran rushed to help, but when he stretched out his hand, he was bitten by Xiaolong. Unfortunately, the paper teeth were neither painful nor itchy. Zhu Jiuyin was dragged by Mo Ran and thrown aside by his tail, and slapped against Chu Wanning's lapel in the air. , drooping.

"Chu Wanning." Xiaolong softly raised a beard, and poked Chu Wanning's clothes weakly, "The dog thief hit me."

Chu Wanning was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he took him down

, slapped it on the table casually: "What kind of barriers are there outside?"

"Hmph, do you dare to call me Prince Long three times? If you call me, then—"

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