Way of Choices

Youfu is the heart.

All the stars in these nights fell around his ghost house, gradually deposited, gradually silent, silent.

To understand this, the emotion in the eyes of Black Dragon became more shocking.

Chen Changsheng's use of starlight to wash his marrow had no effect. In the end, he had no choice but to decide to take great risks and sit in front of himself. But he didn't know at all that he used starlight to wash his marrow every night, and all those starlights penetrated his body and came to the outside of the palace.

He is not washing the marrow, and even directly crossed the sitting photo, he is in the quiet!

How many nights have it been since he lit the life star?

Heilong looked at the boy who was breathing in the pool of blood and was about to stop. He was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

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Since the birth of Tianshu, no one has practiced like Chen Changsheng, because his special scale-free physique is very rare, and because few people like him have nightlife in the shadow of death, with unimaginable perseverance and will, Even if these are there, those people will not have the opportunity like him.

Without chance, he will still die, even if he directly crosses the marrow washing, sitting in the second realm, and succeeds in the quiet, he will die-there will be no problems in the practice state summarized by all human beings, it is impossible to skip at will, Those who have not succeeded in washing the marrow will absolutely not be able to bear the energy of the moment when Xinghui is converted into the true element.

Chen Changsheng's heart was still beating vigorously, but the blood in the cracked blood vessels was getting less and less. He closed his eyes tightly, and his face was pale as if he were a dead person.

Black Dragon looked at him silently. The emotion in Long Pu's eyes was very complicated, struggling, hesitating, and unwilling.

It knew that it was Chen Changsheng's chance.

At this time, Chen Changsheng was on the verge of death, and no rare panacea could save him. Even a saint like Pope Lord would not do it himself, but it would.

In this world, there is only one way to save Chen Changsheng.

Black Dragon hesitated and struggled for a long time, especially when he remembered his encounter with human being imprisoned for hundreds of years, he just wanted to turn around and leave, waiting for Chen Changsheng to die.

Why should it pay such a big price for a human youth?

It's just... he finally had a glimmer of life.

Moreover, he also needs him to help him to do that thing.

Moreover, he is really the first person it truly met in hundreds of years.

His first-line life, or his own first-line life?

Heilong thought silently, in fact, he didn't realize that he had been persuading himself to save this human youth.

Not knowing how long it had passed, it finally made a decision.

When the black dragon came to Chen Changsheng, a low dragon roared, and as the roar continued, the scales between the dragon's eyes brightened instantly.

It raised its right front paw and slowly approached the dragon scale.

There was a snort.

The dragon scale broke.

A stream of blood spewed out of that small rift.

That is the blood of a real dragon.

A loud noise.

The dragon blood spilled from the night sky and fell to the ground, covered with Chen Changsheng.

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It’s just a simple action, it seems to have exhausted all the strength of the black dragon. The amount of the dragon’s blood is enough to soak the entire body of Chen Changsheng in it, but compared to the huge body of the black dragon, it should not be considered What, somehow makes it sharply weak.

The black dragon slowly fell to the ground, the dragon's whiskers floated weakly, and then slightly curved, the huge body no longer had any vitality, just like a sleeping mountain.

Immediately afterwards, very magical things happened.

I could only hear the dragon scale rubbing against the cold ground ice and snow, making a rustling sound, and the sound almost broken by the golden stone.

The black dragon is slowly getting shorter! Slow down!

The sleeping black mountains gradually became a beam!

Black Dragon continues to shrink!

The mountain beam finally turned into a slight protrusion on the ground.

The dragon scales covered with frost and dust turned into a somewhat old black dress!

After a moment, a hand slowly extended from the black dress, the hand was very white and tender.

The hand fell on the ground, pushing her body slightly with a little force.

Under the black dress is a little girl.

A very beautiful little girl.

The little girl has frost on her face and her eyes are vertical pupils. Apart from the natural enchantment, although she looks very small, she feels very cold.

There was a red line between her eyebrows, which ruined this feeling.

It was a wound that was difficult to heal, but it was very beautiful, like the makeup that was popular in Kyoto hundreds of years ago.

She was not able to stand up because she was weak and tired at this time, and because of the two thin iron chains at her ankles.

The two iron chains were covered with rust and stretched into the night. They were held in the hands of two legendary gods on the stone wall portrait.

She looked at Chen Changsheng in the pool of blood in front of her, and said coldly: "If you fail me, I will endure nausea and eat you."

When she said this, her tone was calm and calm, but she was very determined.

She uses human language, her voice is crisp and nice, and with her childish appearance, she is just a little girl.

In fact, converted to the age of human beings, she was just 13 or 4 years old.

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Chen Changsheng's badly damaged body was covered with blood.

It is just not clear at this time, which blood is his own, and which blood is dragon blood.

He was soaked in her blood.

The blood of the true dragon is slowly repairing his body.

The cracked blood vessels gradually healed at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the ulcerated skin slowly re-smoothed under the light of the night pearl. As for the broken bones and the broken organs, naturally it needs more More time, but it is obvious that everything is improving.

His face was still pale, but his breathing gradually became smoother.

The girl in black stared at him for a long time.

Until a long time later, it was confirmed that Chen Changsheng could survive, that her precious dragon blood was not wasted, she could no longer support her weak body, and went to sleep tiredly.

Chen Changsheng slept in the pool of blood she was facing.

The two lay on the cold ground, sleeping opposite each other.

White smoke drifted slowly, blood coral shattered everywhere.

There was blood everywhere, but it was like a fairyland.

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There was no one outside the palace due to the snow and wind.

The two snow mastiffs were playing happily on the cold snow, rushing at each other. Only the cold light flashing in the eyes of the mastiff would remind people of how cruel and terrible this animal is.

The maiden stood aside with the rope, looking a bit boring. Snow flakes floated between her beautiful eyebrows. You could vaguely see the remnants of the red makeup in her heart. It was Mo Yu. She was originally a maiden. Appreciation of the lady, as a prisoner, she probably stayed in a remote cold palace until she died.

A figure gradually appeared in the wind and snow, Mo Yu smiled and rushed forward.

The Queen Mother ignored the snow mastiff who knelt in the snow to show humility and fear, and walked to the abandoned well without expression.

After a while, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she was speechless, so that she could survive?

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