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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters on the snow

Long Junchen took the pill, raised his hand with great difficulty, and sent several pills into his mouth. The pills entered his abdomen, extremely warm, like a warm current slowly moving downward along Long Junchen's throat, nourishing Long Junchen's injured meridians. Long Junchen's frozen bloodline became active again because of this slight temperature. The endless repair power of the dragon pattern bloodline also began to repair Long Junchen's broken meridians and those shocking wounds.

Yi Daoxing left, he looked at Zu Xiang resentfully, feeling a little unwilling to let his remuneration be scrapped. Finally, he left a angrily cold snorted, and then turned around and left with the long sword in a casual manner.

Zu Xiang watched the knife disappear into the snow, and his trembling hands finally stabilized. He let out a long sigh, narrowed his eyes, and murmured: "Even this sword saint has joined the Dragon Fallen Association. Hiss, they have developed too fast during this period."

After the battlefield ended here, Cui Liewo also met with Long Junchen and the others in a mess. The battle there was not as hard as the one here, because both sides knew that the result on their side could not change the end of the battlefield here. The Dragon Fighting Association set up a plan today to take Long Junchen's life, so the two of them were a little bit like playing around and didn't take any real action.

Although Cui Liewo was embarrassed and looked dirty, his clothes were cut a few times and he was not seriously injured. It was much better than Long Junchen's paralysis. He only needed to adjust his breath for a moment to heal.

Long Junchen calmed his breathing aside, and his breathing gradually stabilized. Cui Liehuo glanced at the latter and looked back and forth on the latter for a long time. After confirming that nothing was serious, he took out some dry food from his backpack and divided it with Zuxiang. The two walked to the dead tree beside him, drizzled with wind and snow, and chatted while eating.

"Uncle Zuxiang, why didn't you be with us after you came in from that entrance?" Cui Lieho chewed a bite of bread and asked in confusion. Because of the cold temperature, the originally soft and delicious bread turned into a piece of cold and hard rock. Cui Lieho took a lot of effort to swallow a very small piece of bread.

"I don't know, this should be a certain formation in the ancient ruins. As for the purpose of this formation, I'm not very clear." Zuxiang shrugged helplessly and ate the bread in his hand without any odor. Cui Liehuo chewed it very fragrantly. He chewed it hard, as if he was enjoying the chewy feeling. While eating, he continued to ask: "Uncle Zuxiang, fortunately you came in time this time. If it weren't for you, Lord Guardian would have really fallen here. Then again, how did you know that something happened to us?"

"Please, those few dragon roars will shock the day. Do you think we are all deaf? The dragon roar is not too loud, hiss, I have to say that the dragon pattern bloodline in this kid's body is really pure. If I hadn't known him, I would have thought that there were really dragon clans in the ancient ruins this time." Zu Xiang glanced at Long Junchen, who was recuperating cross-legged, and frowned unconsciously. He recalled with some palpitations how lonely and stubborn it was when he heard the dragon roar, and what a heart-wrenching sadness it was.

"By the way, I'm not finding anything here. Look at this, I found it on the road." Zu Xiang said, putting the bread aside and taking out a cloth bag from his arms. He saw that the cloth bag was filled with yellow and flawless light. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with shark silk pearls, yellow crystal jade, the pure color and the brightness of the light were definitely not owned by the world.

"I'll go, okay, Uncle Zuxiang, where did you get these things?" Cui Liehuo saw these golden things, his eyes straightened. He snatched the cloth bag from Zuxiang's arms and put it in front of his nose to smell it. He looked so greedy, but he had no temperament as a dragon protector at all.

At this moment, Zuxiang wanted to speak a few words from Cui Liewo, who was not doing the right way, but he suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed surprise. Cui Liewo and Zuxiang had been there for a while, and naturally they knew how to interpret the expressions of the latter. A strange color flashed in his eyes, "Uncle Zuxiang, have you felt the ancient fairy grass?"

"Yes, these treasures that are nurtured in ancient ruins have their own unique fragrance. Just so I am very sensitive to this fragrance. It's not wrong. This is the smell of ancient fairy grass!" Zu Xiang patted his chest, nodded confidently, and looked back at Long Junchen whose breath was gradually stable. "We will set off when he recovers. It has to be said that this kid is really resistant to fighting. Such a serious injury, but he has recovered in just a few quarters of a minute. Should I envy him for his youth or for his pure bloodline?"

Zu Xiang sighed and shook her head. Cui Liewo was also helpless. The wind and snow began to grow heavier again, roaring as if he was about to tear open the lonely world. Long Junchen still needs some time to recover, so the three of them found a cave and temporarily avoided the somewhat terrifying wind and snow.

After Long Junchen arrived at the cave, he remained silent and continued to calm down. Zuxiang and Cui Liehuo looked for a big stone to sit down. Cui Liehuo found a dead branch and was bored on the snow. He first drew a circle, then stopped for a while, and clicked at the center of the circle.

The wind and snow swept in and threw themselves on their faces. Cui Liewo looked at the wind and snow on the ground and sighed dejectedly, "If this continues, when will the Demon Dragon Fallen be found? Alas, I'm a little discouraged."

"Xiao Cui." Zuxiang's withered petal-like lips opened and closed slightly. He silently took the dead branch on Xiao Cui's hand, thought for a while, drew a horizontal line on the ground, and then said in a deep voice: "Everything needs to be done step by step. We don't have to be anxious. There are many treasures in ancient ruins. Even if someone discovered the Demon Dragon's Fall in advance, we can still perform a smart birth gift and cut it off for him halfway. I think with our strength, there is still a chance. The most important thing now is to wait for him to recover his injuries, and not to hurry."
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