It's not that the goblin himself had any bad intentions, but he thought of it at first, but then forgot about it. When he remembered it, he felt that it was the nest of the Black Dragon Clan leader. Who would touch the things at the bottom of the pile of purple gold coins? Not to mention outsiders, even other dragons dared not move, otherwise the Black Dragon Clan leader would definitely fight to the death.

The Black Dragon Clan has settled here, and they will not move easily unless there is a danger of genocide or they really can't live here anymore.

Even the Black Dragon Chieftain himself would not easily touch that pile of things. After thinking about it, the goblin felt that it was extremely safe, so he was too lazy to say anything. Over time, he forgot about it completely.

So the Black Dragon’s refusal now is not because he has a sense of crisis, but because touching its treasure is as painful as digging out its heart and cutting its flesh.

Yang Lan'er found it funny. She wondered why the dragon was still holding on to these things even though it was already dead. In particular, these purple gold coins were actually completely useless to the dragon clan. They were just for show.

Even after this, you still want to get something back. How deep is your obsession?

Anyway, she couldn't understand this kind of obsession. It was too scary. If there were any Buddhists here, they would definitely come to save it. Ahem...

"Okay, I know you are waiting for the opportunity to be reborn." Yang Lan'er said meaningfully, and this sentence made the black dragon's soul freeze instantly.

The black dragon has been surviving until now with a trace of soul, in order to be reborn and then seek revenge on the enemies who exterminated his clan.

This was the deepest secret in his heart. He didn't expect Yang Lan'er to reveal it in one sentence. How could Black Dragon care about the treasures? With sharp eyes and panic in his heart, he looked at Yang Lan'er and didn't know what to do.

Mill and the others were inexplicably surprised. Apart from the goddess of life, they had never heard of rebirth after death. This phenomenon had occurred in the past in black magic, but after resurrection, either the body was like a walking corpse or it was worse than death. It was not a true resurrection.

The black dragon is sleeping in this place, and he actually wants to be resurrected? Isn't it too far-fetched? Yang Lan'er ignored the surprise and shock of others, chuckled, and narrowed her eyes mysteriously: "I also know that you have actually prepared a lot of things, but after all, you are just a little short of the opportunity. If I can help you make up for this opportunity, will you still be reluctant to give up those things?"

The black dragon was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. The others thought they understood every word Yang Lan'er said, but they didn't understand why she could help people... um, help dragons revive? What a powerful power this is? The black dragon was excited, and his entire huge body fell to the ground, seeming to tremble a little, and it was unclear whether it was fear or excitement.

After so many years of despair, hope suddenly appears in front of us. I guess no one can remain completely calm.

Even if it is hard to accept it at first, I still hope deep down that it is true.

"If you can really resurrect me, naturally you can have whatever you want. Not to mention the things here, everything on the entire island can belong to you. Even if you ask me to sign a master-servant contract, I am willing to do it." The black dragon lowered its lofty head. Although it did not lie on the ground, it hunched over, making its body much shorter.

Yang Lan'er noticed that there was deep hatred in the Black Dragon's eyes. The hatred reached its extreme, but it turned into calmness.

However, Yang Lan'er didn't know who the enemy of the Black Dragon was. In the plot, the Black Dragon was killed by the Saint, and there was no future, let alone revenge.

This black dragon is flexible and knows how to endure humiliation for the sake of revenge. Yang Lan'er actually admires this attitude.

It is said that losing temper is an instinct, and controlling temper is a nature. Not everyone can lie dormant and wait patiently for the opportunity.

"Master-servant contract? Oh, that, I'm not interested in. Besides, I'm afraid that the other things on this island will be found soon, and it won't be my turn to take them. I say, Black Dragon, most of the things you write are blank checks. Even if I kill you, these things will still be mine?" Yang Lan'er teased, raised her hand, and a blue flame popped out with a "puff".

The blue flame was particularly beautiful, completely heart-shaped, flickering and swaying, with a little bit of crystal.

Everyone standing behind Yang Lan'er naturally couldn't see anything. They only knew that Yang Lan'er stretched out her hand and seemed to take out something. The surrounding environment suddenly became weird, not cold or hot, but just weird, and no one could tell what was weird.

The soul of the black dragon was shocked, as if its tail was stepped on, and it instantly floated into the air, still far away. Its big eyes looked at the unknown... flame with great fear? The black dragon couldn't be sure if it was a flame, but he could feel the fear from the depths of his soul when the fire appeared.

The Sacred Heart Blue Fire has a special effect on the soul. Once it is contaminated, it cannot be extinguished. It is like pouring fuel on a big fire.

The black dragon is now a soul body, so he will naturally feel fear instinctively.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Yang Lan'er immediately put away the flames. The black dragon was still terrified: "I don't have too many requests. Don't look for me in the future... hm? Then the trouble for us will be solved."

She didn't care. Even if the Black Dragon recovered to its most powerful period, it would not pose much of a threat to her.

At worst, any one of Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin can suppress it with their natural bloodline and crush it directly.

But others can't bear it. If the black dragon is really as violent as the legend says, she will have to take part of the responsibility.

Is it that simple? Black Dragon originally thought that he would have to pay an unimaginable price, but who knew that it would be so easy?

It would be best if there was no need to sign a master-servant contract. The dragon clan is not willing to be a servant at all, not to mention that it has very important things to do.

The Black Dragon was so grateful, but he didn't know that Yang Lan'er didn't want it to follow him at all, and he didn't know what benefits he had missed.

If there really is a master-servant contract, Yang Lan'er will treat it as her own, and maybe let it quickly recover its strength and grow stronger. If he wants to take revenge, the chances will be much greater and faster.

It is a pity for those who do not know.

The Black Dragon couldn't help but want to seize this opportunity. He asked again to be sure and swore directly. A white light penetrated into the Black Dragon's body.

Seeing this, Yang Lan'er breathed a sigh of relief. The contracts in this world also responded instantly, and the light of the contract could also be seen by ordinary people.

If it was a master-servant contract, a part of it would definitely penetrate into her body. Not to mention that Yang Lan'er had no idea about this black dragon. Even if she really liked it, she would have to consider the consequences of this kind of energy from a contract from another world entering her body.