Song Qingbai followed his words and hugged Zhuo Yuan's waist tightly.
Zhuo Yuan immediately remembered that when he was in the illusion, he was controlled to take off his outer robe, revealing his eight-pack abs, and Song Qingbai kissed him directly on it.
"Am I too heavy?"
Song Qingbai held Zhuo Yuan in his arms, and seeing that he hadn't moved yet, he asked unconsciously.
“No… not…”
Zhuo Yuan stuttered, and then he flew up with Song Qingbai with force.
The closer you get to the heart meridian, the more wind will blow inexplicably around the barrier, making it impossible to get close.
Zhuo Yuan frowned, used his spiritual power to cut his wrist, and directly injected the spiritual blood into the barrier.
Sure enough, as soon as the spiritual blood came into contact with the barrier, the strong wind stopped instantly and the barrier disappeared.
Zhuo Yuan took Song Qingbai and flew up, standing next to the dragon beast's heart.
Bang, bang, bang...
The weak heartbeat made Zhuo Yuan worried.
"Don't worry, I still have a magic medicine in my hand."
Song Qingbai's face was calm. He took out the last rejuvenation pill from the space ring, cast a spell to crush it, and then used his spiritual power to sprinkle the elixir powder into the heart of the dragon beast.
The two waited for a moment, and the originally very weak heart slowly began to change, and even the beating sound gradually became louder.
"Great, the dragon beast should be saved."
Listening to the dragon beast's heartbeat, Song Qingbai's face was full of joy.
"Song Qingbai, thank you for saving our dragon beast."
When Zhuo Yuan looked at the cheering Song Qingbai, he couldn't help but laugh too.
"Zhuo Yuan, I saved the dragon beast, so you should also tell me where the Fenghua Sword is."
Seeing the smile on Zhuo Yuan's face, Song Qingbai didn't delay any longer and asked directly.
"Song Qingbai, you no longer have the sword bone and cannot take the Fenghua Divine Sword away, so why are you so persistent?"
Zhuo Yuan restrained his smile and looked at her with a hint of doting in his tone.
Even he himself didn't realize this.
"You don't want to regret it, do you? Just tell me, whether I can take you away depends on my luck, right?
Or are you afraid that I can really take the Fenghua Sword away?
Don't be so stingy, I just want to borrow it for a while, and after getting rid of the troublemakers, I will return it to you, the Flame Dragon Clan, okay?"
Song Qingbai's voice softened a bit and she began to act coquettishly.
There is no way. Usually men are more willing to be treated softly than to be treated hard. This trick works every time.
"The Fenghua Sword is in the dragon beast's heart. If you want to take the sword, you have to find a way yourself and let it out!"
Zhuo Yuan's tone was slightly cold, but his ears were quietly red. Looking at how cute Song Qingbai was, he really couldn't control himself.
I want to hold her in my arms and kiss her hard.
Huh? Why am I thinking about all this nonsense again?
"It's in the dragon beast's heart, but if I take the sword by force, will the dragon beast be in danger?"
Seeing that Zhuo Yuan began to lose consciousness again, Song Qingbai asked tentatively.
“No, the Fenghua Sword is a divine sword, and it also gave birth to a sword spirit.
It really likes the dragon beast, which also possesses divine power, and these seals are nothing to it. It just regards the dragon beast's heart as the softest bed, which is why it has never left.
When Song Qingbai acted coquettishly, Zhuo Yuan told her everything he knew.
"As expected, even a hero can be tempted by a beautiful woman. I never thought that Zhuo Yuan, who has always been averse to women, would be like this!"
The Fenghua Sword Spirit, who was sleeping in the heart meridian, rolled his eyes and said with disdain.
"Hahaha, Fenghua, if the clan leader knew what you said about him, I'm afraid he would not let you go after he regained his memory."
The dragon beast said with a smile, it didn't expect that it could actually survive.
When the Five Elements Sect set up a magic circle to burn the entire Flame Dragon clan to death, it ignored its own safety and used its divine power to block the fire and prevent it from spreading.
It’s a pity that a large number of tribesmen died tragically, and even the tribe leader was taken away.
At that time, it felt hopeless and hated its own incompetence.
Fortunately, Song Qingbai appeared and she not only saved the patriarch, but also saved herself.
"I have nothing to be afraid of. He was the one who forgot about me first. I don't even have time to be angry!"
Fenghua Sword Spirit lay on his side on his heart meridian, with a trace of unnaturalness on his face.
It has been a thousand years since it fell into this mortal world, and Zhuo Yuan has completely forgotten everything that happened before after several reincarnations.
It clearly knew that it was right above the dragon beast's heart meridian, but it still didn't come to find it, which really made it angry.
“I said Fenghua, time flies, it’s already been a thousand years for the human race.
The former gods have long since disappeared, and Zhuo Yuan is no longer the same person he used to be.
It's probably a good thing he's forgotten all that. Why are you so persistent and unwilling to see the light of day again?
I heard that the Qingshuang Sword has always been in Lin Yanzhou's hands, and it is extremely powerful."
The dragon beast sighed and began to comfort him.
The past is gone, so why can't we look forward?
"Hmph, the Blue Frost Sword? Tsk, hasn't it always been aloof and proud? Why would it degenerate and be manipulated by the human race?
It's really a joke. It would be much better if I stayed here like me, just protecting the local environment."
Fenghua Sword Spirit turned over lazily and closed his eyes this time.
"Fenghua, Wuwang has been possessed by evil, and Qingshuang alone cannot deal with it.
By then, all the people on the Shenwu Continent will be devastated, and I'm afraid Zhuo Yuan will also die.
Even if you don't care about other people's lives, can you really ignore Zhuo Yuan's life?"
"Dragon Beast, please stop talking. Even if I want to go out, that woman's cultivation is mediocre. Why should I listen to her orders?
Is she okay just because of her looks? I'm not that big fool like Zhuo Yuan, who looks like he's lost his soul when he smiles."
Fenghua Sword was silent for a while before speaking in a muffled voice.
When the Flame Dragon Clan was facing the danger of genocide, it was not that it didn't want to go out and save people, but unfortunately the magic sword had no one to drive it, and it was just a piece of scrap metal.
Even if a sword spirit is born, what can it do? Without the activation of spiritual power, how can its powerful divine power be exerted?
"Fenghua, look carefully, what is that on Song Qingbai's wrist? It's an honor for you to be able to use it.
Moreover, she was willing to draw out her sword bone and exchange her life for the lives of innocent people. How could such a person not be worthy? "
After being reminded by the dragon beast, Fenghua Sword opened its eyes and looked directly at Song Qingbai for the first time.
She is obviously petite and weak, but her face is full of determination, and she cares about the people of the world, and that purple wrist.
It seems that I really underestimated her, but even so, I can't let her get me easily.
It always takes some effort for her to take better care of herself, doesn't it?
Humph, it’s not Zhuo Yuan’s cheap thing that can be snatched away with just a few moves.
"Zhuo Yuan, does your clan have any legends about the Fenghua Sword? If so, could you tell me so I can think of a countermeasure?"
Song Qingbai walked around the dragon beast's heart but couldn't figure out a way to crack it, so he had to ask Zhuo Yuan for help.
“That… is true.”
Zhuo Yuan concentrated on thinking and spoke slowly.
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