Chapter 619: Blazing Red
The heterochromic young man leaned on his wheelchair and gradually approached under the push of Kenshin.
Ten meters, nine meters.
No, why did you come back from here?
Freya was startled and confused. She was not mentally prepared yet. She saw the young man with heterochromia being pushed in a wheelchair and gradually coming closer.
Five meters, four meters.
On Ye Lidongjun's handsome face, his red and blue eyes showed no emotion at all, as if they had penetrated the glass and were looking into her eyes.
"Ye Li he—he's outside!"
"I know." Xia Feng glanced sideways at the man with heterochromia outside.
The wheelchair had been pushed in front of the glass window. The pair of indifferent eyes stared at her and Xia Feng. He raised his right hand and knocked on the glass with his knuckles, making two "dong dong" sounds.
"Leya, the party will start in half an hour, remember not to be late."
Ye Lidongjun's soft chuckle could be heard from outside the glass window. "Also, haven't you always wanted to kill that evil disciple named Xia Feng? According to intelligence, I've already found the trace of that maggot."
Xia Feng turned his head again to look at the young man in the wheelchair outside. His strange eyes were strange and indifferent, and the corners of his lips were gentle and smiling.
"Oh right, kid, remember to restore the spiritual energy supply of the Curtain Wall."
Ye Lidongjun's voice continued to be heard, coldly ordering, "Hurry up."
The wall that Mu was referring to should be the huge glass wall that separates the inside and the outside.
You can see and even hear the sounds outside from inside, but you cannot observe the inside from outside.
Xia Feng understood, but before he could think about it, Teacher Fu had already put her fair arms around his neck, staring at him with her beautiful rosy eyes.
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For some reason, Xia Feng found that under the fluctuation of Teacher Fu's spiritual pressure, the pale blood in his veins seemed to be boiling.
A wave of spiritual evolution swept over him, and he quickly looked inward, and was surprised to find that the purity of his pale bloodline was increasing.
At the same time, the dragon tail at the soul's tail vertebrae began to grow slowly.
But unfortunately, it only grew by 1 cm before stopping abruptly.
Teacher Fu leaned against the glass wall and also felt something unusual. The fiery red blood in her veins was boiling and the dragon blood was evolving.
She is a divine half-dragon, whose bloodline comes from the [Crimson Dragon King Isamiel]. Her bloodline is very incomplete and has not evolved into a true Dragon King-level bloodline.
At this moment, she clearly felt that her physical fitness was increasing, the amount of spiritual particles began to increase rapidly, and the density of spiritual pressure increased.
"Teacher Fu, what's going on?" Xia Feng said in a hoarse voice.
Freya leaned her head against the glass wall weakly and glared at the little bastard. "It's the effect of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit."
Dragon Cultivation Fruit? Xia Feng was puzzled.
Freya had actually discovered Ye Lidongjun's intention a long time ago, and secretly gave her the Dragon Cultivation Fruit, hoping to seduce her after the birthday party so that she could gain the ability to transform into a dragon.
If she doesn't consume the effect of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit quickly within two days, she might even be overwhelmed by lust after taking it.
Ye Lidongjun probably held this idea and thought he was sure to win.
But fortunately, she knew Xiao Feng was also a divine half-dragon.
In fact, Xiao Feng's dragon bloodline is of a very high rank, which can easily consume the dragon cultivation power in her body.
That was why she did not refuse to eat the Dragon Cultivation Fruit last night.
Freya turned her head and glanced outside the glass wall. Ye Lidongjun was talking to himself in a low voice, his eyes were deep and strange.
Her beautiful eyes were cold and fierce, and she was too lazy to listen to what Ye Lidongjun said. She just leaned in Xia Feng's arms and explained softly:
"The Dragon Cultivation Fruit allows two half-dragons whose bloodlines are not fully activated to further evolve when they reproduce."
"If one half-dragon possesses the ability to transform into a dragon, then the other half-dragon can also develop the dragon-like ability that belongs to the dragonborn during reproduction."
Is there such a thing? Xia Feng was surprised, but soon realized something was wrong.
"But why do I feel like there's no other change except the dragon's tail getting a little longer?"
"You little brat, you are of the Dragon God's bloodline, right?" Freya had actually guessed the source of Xia Feng's bloodline a long time ago.
"Um."
"As for the Dragon God bloodline, the power of one Dragon Cultivation Fruit is naturally not enough."
So that's how it is.
But it doesn't matter, Xia Feng himself didn't have any expectations for this [Dragon Transformation] ability.
But I still asked casually: "How many do you want?"
"How would the teacher know? I haven't tried it."
Freya patted Xia Feng on the back of his head and sneered at him with her soft and beautiful eyes. "You can't even consume all the dragon cultivation power in the teacher's body. I advise you not to think too much about it."
Xia Feng was caught off guard and hit his forehead against the glass, feeling the pain.
He immediately became angry and clasped the wine-red-haired woman's hands above her head.
Freya: “.!!!”
Outside the glass curtain wall, the birthday party seems to be about to begin.
Kenshin pushed the young man in the wheelchair to the side of the throne.
The high-back chair is solemn and noble, sitting on a semicircular platform.
Ye Lidongjun didn't seem to have any intention of sitting on it. He just stared at the throne with his strange eyes, which seemed full of desire.
Xia Feng's dark eyes swept across Freya's snow-white shoulders, and he looked at Ye Lidongjun through the glass in confusion, "Teacher Fu, whose throne is that?"
“!”
Freya raised her cool and beautiful face. She knew what Xia Feng was asking without turning around. She covered her mouth to suppress the slippery sound in her throat and explained softly, "Shang Jue, that's my father's."
(End of this chapter)
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