Chapter 18 Don't Leave Me

Xuan Ling caught a glimpse of the rattan whip on the fat fox's waist, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the fat fox exploded and died.

The skinny fox at the side fainted out of fright, and Jiuwei Yunchen also moved his knees and retreated secretly.

Xuan Ling realized that he was about to run, and with a wave of his hand, the sword rushed towards Jiuwei Yunchen again.

Just when he was about to touch her, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Stop, I can save him!"

Xuan Ling turned around when he heard the voice, only to see that the person speaking was a child, whose figure was almost the same as that of the Flame Dragon.

Nine-tailed white fox?

Xuan Ling thought to himself: Could he be the little fox that Yan Long mentioned? Sure enough, there was some kind of seal on him.

No, there's something strange about the seal on this little fox.

Xuan Ling waved his hand lightly and knocked the little fox unconscious.

He quickly picked up the Flame Dragon, waved his long sleeves, and disappeared in an instant with the little fox.

Before Jiuwei Yunchen had the chance to beg for mercy, the few people had already disappeared.

He was so anxious that his whole body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, surrounded by gullies and rubble left by the ravages of the Sky Thunder Sword.

The scene of the thunder attacking him just now was still vivid in his mind, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

After a long time, Jiuwei Yunchen was helped up by several little monsters.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes full of worry, "Third brother, this trip is dangerous, if you can't save that kid, the God may kill him in anger. He is the only nine-tailed white fox in the Nine-tailed Clan, he can't die."

Just as he finished muttering and was about to explain the situation to the immortal messenger, a blinding white light flashed like a meteor and landed on the top of the mountain.

Jiuwei Yunchen looked carefully and realized it was the immortal messenger, so he quickly flew to the top of the mountain.

"Fairy Envoy, do you already know?" Jiuwei Yunchen asked anxiously.

"I'm afraid that even the heavens know about the wrath of thunder this time. You should also know the identity of the man in green?"

"I just found out. I didn't expect that the God would be so furious for a dragon. He also kidnapped Yun San. I wonder if the God will..." Jiuwei Yunchen's face was full of worry.

"Hmph! You should worry about collecting spiritual roots first! Among the people who were transferred today, one escaped to the demon world and was marked by Lord Yiqing.

God's mark cannot be erased, even if it turns to ashes, it can still be located. While the God is too busy to take care of it, you should quickly erase this person's memory and let him go. "

Jiuwei Yunchen was shocked: "I neglected it, I will do it now."

"Also, during this period of time, the collection of spiritual roots is suspended in advance. You'd better not go anywhere to avoid any chaos."

"Then my third brother..."

The fairy frowned, "I'm afraid your third brother's seal will cause trouble. Now you can only pray that the Lord of God will not meddle in other people's business. If he does, and breaks the seal, your third brother's life may be in danger."

After saying this, the immortal messenger glanced at Jiuwei Yunchen, turned around and disappeared in a flash.

"Being released? Worried about life?" Jiuwei Yunchen looked confused.

In the Nine-Tailed Clan, the only species of white fox that is rare in a thousand years can break through the fairyland system, and Yun San is one of them.

He was able to transform into human form at birth, three hundred years earlier than ordinary nine-tailed foxes. After he grew up, he became the strongest of the nine-tailed clan and the only successor after the Fox King traveled.

But one hundred years ago, when Yun Sanda passed the heavenly tribulation and ascended to heaven, he was placed under a strange seal by some evil person.

The person who placed the seal also extracted part of his memory, causing Yun San to know nothing about what happened that day.

Under the pressure of the seal, Yun San only had a little bit of magic power left and could no longer transform into his adult appearance.

Afterwards, Yun San was dead for a long time, and the fox clan searched many ancient books to find a way to unlock the seal, but to no avail.

Jiuwei Yunchen looked at the ruins of the destroyed cave at the foot of the mountain and sighed: No, my third brother is already pitiful enough, we can't let him die because of this.

Although I want to know who cast the seal, if it endangers Xiao San's life, I have no choice but to keep the seal.

It seems that we still need to find a way to secretly rescue the mistress.

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Inside the Demonic Ice Cave

The cold was as piercing as a knife. Xuan Ling placed the Flame Dragon on an ice crystal in the center of the ice cave.

At this time, the Flame Dragon had already revealed its true form. Seeing this, Xuan Ling quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. Rays of golden light surged out from his palms and lingered on the wound of the Flame Dragon.

The wound gradually recovered under the repair of the golden light.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yun San slowly woke up.

The coldness in the ice cave made him curl up, and it was at this moment that he saw the true form of the Fire Dragon.

Ao Long is... the real dragon that my second brother is looking for? No wonder my second brother...

Yun San couldn't believe that in all these years, it was rare to meet someone who shared the same interests as him.

If he had to use Ao Long's life to exchange for his elder brother's inner elixir, how could he do such a thing?

"woke up?"

"Hmm!" Yun San curled up, took two steps forward and asked, "You are, his...his master?"

"You know?" Xuan Ling asked in confusion.

"Ao Long mentioned it before when he saved me."

"Ao Long?" Xuan Ling sneered.

Yun San looked at the dragon body in front of him, which was recovering bit by bit, and asked, "If you can save him, why did you bring me here?"

Xuan Ling glanced at the seal on his chest and said coldly: "The Nine-Tailed Clan hurt my disciple, and I left you here to atone for your sin."

"you……"

"What? You don't agree? Then I will flatten your cave."

"Okay, I'm honest now, please let me go."

"Hmph! Very good!"

Yun San was helpless, thinking to himself: I am good for nothing anyway, so I might as well redeem the sins of my people! It's better than this person leveling the cave!

Yun San was shivering from the cold at this time. His eyes moved back and forth between Xuan Ling and Yan Long, hoping that the treatment would be finished soon so that he could leave the ice cave.

After a while

The Flame Dragon transformed into a human form, gradually regained consciousness, and began to wake up.

His eyes were confused at first, but the next moment, they focused and he saw Xuan Ling standing beside him.

He sat up suddenly, stretched out his hands and hugged Xuan Ling's waist tightly, his strength was astonishingly great.

"Master, Master! I almost died just now. I almost saw my great-grandmother." Yanlong cried and sobbed uncontrollably.

"Grandma?"

Xuan Ling was a little confused: they were all conceived in the divine realm, without a father or a mother, so where did the great-grandmother come from? Xuan Ling thought Yan Long must have been scared silly.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to comfort him, Yan Long interrupted her, "Master, you are not allowed to abandon me in the future, and you are not allowed to care about that pretty boy anymore, okay?"

"Little...Little Long? What nonsense are you talking about?" Xuan Ling looked embarrassed. He didn't know if Yan Long would say some nonsense again.

Feeling a little uneasy, he glanced at Yun San who was standing there.

I was wondering in my heart: What if Yanlong's nonsense and his actions get out?

Thinking of this, Xuan Ling tried to pry open Yanlong's small hands that were wrapped around his waist like an iron hoop.

But after trying many times, the hand seemed to have taken root and did not move at all.

"Let go! Can you please let go?"

Xuan Ling was anxious and embarrassed. He slapped Yanlong's little hand hard with a hint of scolding in his tone.

Yanlong didn't care and cried out in a sobbing voice: "If you promise, I will let you go."

There was a slight tremor in his voice, the aftermath of fear from escaping the brink of death.

Xuan Ling had no choice but to sigh helplessly and said, "Okay, I agree."

Yanlong's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really? That's great, great."

Yanlong was so excited that he accidentally glanced at Yun San who was shivering from the cold.

"Why are you here?" he asked in surprise.

Yun San's teeth kept chattering as he trembled and said, "Are you...are you okay? If you are, get out of here right away. I'm almost frozen to death."