MTL - The Inverted Dragon’s Scale-Chapter 756 Dragon blood is burning!

The seven hundred and fifty-sixth chapter, the dragon blood burned!

"Dawn -------"

Li Muyang yelled.

However, Song Chenxi’s body is still stiff, like a beautiful human ice sculpture.

No breathing, no heartbeat, the body has lost the signs of life.

"Dead?" Li Muyang panicked and saddened.

In order to prevent Li Muyang from slaughtering the Song clan, Song Lonely strived for some escape time for his descendants. He deliberately did not follow the secret law taught by Li Muyang to treat Song Chenxi, in order to let Li Muyang personally do this. thing.

However, the wise man who had the reputation of "the eyes of the stars" during his lifetime did not think that he had entrusted his most beloved granddaughter, Song Chenxi, to Li Muyang, but Li Muyang was chased by the strongest of the half-domestic city. , delayed the most precious treatment time -----

Song Chen’s life was dragged to death by those masters.

"Dawn ------"

Still no response.

"Dawn, you can't die-----you can't die--" Li Muyang clasped the small hand of Song Chen's frozen bones and took a strand of dragon into the body of Song Chenxi .

Song Chenxi was because his condition was aggravated. In order to increase his own chances of loneliness in the Song Dynasty, Li Muyang made this misdeed to let Chu Ning plant cold poison in her name in the name of Chenxi----

It can be said that if Song Chenxi screams for this life, then Li Muyang is the chief sin.

It is a murderer!

Doing this evil thing to his friends has already made Li Muyang feel inside.

Difficult. Especially when I heard that Song Chen was dying, I was still begging my grandfather Song to let go of Li Muyang, and the sin of Song was taken by her.

Such a kind and lovely girl, who has the heart to hurt?

The dragon gas is the strongest and strongest. The ice layer covered by the surface of Song Chen’s body is forced by the dragon, and immediately melts away and disappears.

Li Muyang discovered this phenomenon and tried to stop the infusion of the dragon gas. The ice layer that had just subsided once again made a comeback, covering the body of Song Chenxi.

Li Muyang is not sad and happy.

This situation shows that Song Chenxi's body is still making cold, her body is only frozen by the sudden extreme cold, including heartbeat and breathing.

Just as someone can freeze in the ice cave for thousands of years without death, she is not really dead, but "fake death." A camouflage state similar to death.

Li Muyang thought of the dragon blood lamp of Song Chenxi.

Because of the coldness of the body, Song Chenxi’s side is always away from a dragon's blood. There is a drop of dragon blood inside the lamp, but I don’t know who was sealed and burned for thousands of years.

When Li Muyang touched the dragon blood lamp last time, he had the heart to release the eternal resentment in the dragon blood, which caused the dragon blood lamp to extinguish itself without much time.

It is precisely because of the extinction of the dragon blood lamp that Song Chenxi was seriously ill, and until now the condition has not recovered, but it has become increasingly fierce.

Li Muyang's search around, saw a copper lamp in the distant stone wall.

With a hand in hand, the copper lamp came into his hand.

Li Muyang bite his finger and then drops a drop of blood into the copper lamp.

Then I used the mouth to blow, and the copper lamp that extinguished the eternal years suddenly became brilliant.

Li Muyang hangs the dragon blood lamp that has just been produced on the head of Song Chenxi, letting the brilliance of the light illuminate her body, and melts the frost on the surface of her body a little bit.

Then, Li Muyang cut a piece of his wrist and pointed it at Song Chen’s body, letting the hot dragon’s blood flow into her mouth, down the throat. Spread the whole body.

Sure enough, this trick is useful.

Song Chenxi's body sucking #A lot of dragon blood, began to red and hot, the black hair on the head began to turn yellow and dry, gently touched, it turned into ashes.

The body is also like to be cooked, emitting a shocking purple red. I don't even know where a strange smell of flesh is coming from.

As the saying goes: virtual is not to make up.

Too cold body, if suddenly with too much hegemonic blood to water, afraid that it can not warm it, but will directly burn her body.

However, Li Muyang did not stop immediately.

In the troubled times, the heavy code is used, and the disease is severely ill.

At this time, Song Chenxi has been blocked by consciousness and body by the extreme cold, and the previous moves have been invalidated.

He had to use a fiery fire to warm her frozen body.

In other words, use the blood of the real dragon to "burn" her life.

Of course, this also means that Song Chenxi's body can't bear it, and at any time he may lose his life-----completely lose his life, be burned to ashes by the fire of the group, and there is no bone residue left.

Blood and water, flowing into the mouth of Song Chenxi.

Song Chen’s body is getting hotter and hotter, and the clothes on his body are like fire.

A lot of white smoke is produced around her body, and the white smoke shrouds their bodies.

Song Chenxi made a long dream, in which there was a white snow and a tree and a tree of gardenia.

The flowers of the gardenia and the white snow, the blossom of a tree and a tree, seem to be invisible at a glance.

Song Chenyi alone walked in the snow, barefoot, wearing his favorite white dress.

Every step, there is a tree blossom. After taking another step, there will be another tree blossoming.

Song Chen looked around and was surprised and surprised.

"I am dead?" she asked herself in her heart.

If **** is like this, it is also a very good thing.

Song Chen was not afraid of death. On the day she was born, death was so close. Every day is like the countdown to death.

However, she is afraid of hell.

She is afraid of fire, she is afraid of the oil pan, afraid that she will forget the Mengpo soup of past and present life when she drinks a bowl, afraid of all kinds of evil spirits-----

Suddenly, Song Chenxi found the smoke in front of him.

"Fires-----"

Song Chen’s face was confused.

How can it catch fire in the snow and ice?

In addition to ice and snow, this world is the gardenia covered with snow and ice. What other materials can burn?

The smoke is getting bigger and bigger, and the smoldering fireworks are blowing.

"Fires ------"

Song Chenyi coughed and ran towards the warm place.

In the midst of it, there is a force that is inspiring yourself.

She wants to save the fire, to save the world of ice and snow, to save the scorpion flower tree, and to save this hell.

Li Muyang only felt a pain in his fingers, and saw Song Chenxi suddenly opened his mouth, greedily sucking the blood flowing out of his fingers.

It is like a kitten who has just been breastfed. Greed and fierce.

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Passing through the Taiji Temple, walking through Lumingtai, and passing through the Yangxin Temple, I went to the entrance of a small courtyard in the northwest corner of Miyagi.

Yan Xiangma stopped the pace and turned to look at the face of his grandfather, Cui, who was behind him. He whispered, "Grandfather, the person you want to see is inside." I will not go in. ""

"So very good." Cui Xiaochen looked at Yan Xiangma with a loving face and said with a smile: "Go back. Remember what I said, Cui's affairs, you must not interfere, don't say a word."

"Yes." Yan Xiangma said with a bite.

Cui Washing the dust and watching Yan Xiangma gently sigh, patted Yan Xiangma’s shoulder hard and said: “I know, your mother will also beg you to help ---- sometimes, it is more difficult to refuse than to accept, live More bitter than dead."

"Grandfather ------"

Cui Xiaochen smiled and turned and walked toward the deep courtyard where the moss was surrounded.

I looked at the copper lock on the door panel, and I didn't know what I was thinking of. There was a faint smile on my mouth.

嘎吱------

Cui Dust reached out and pushed the small courtyard.

嘎吱-----

Cui washed the dust and closed the small courtyard, and also closed the eyes of Yan Xiangma.

There is a grape rack in the small courtyard, and there is a stone bench and two stone benches under the grape rack.

A gray robe old man sat on the bench and played with the chess pieces. He heard that Cui washed the dust and came in and said: "I know that you often go to the three old roads to play chess, but never win one game---- - Today we are next."

Cui washed the dust and went to the old man to sit down, but did not reach out to pick up the pieces he handed over.

"How? Don't you? Or is it that my chess is not fine?"

"My chess has long since lost. Is it still necessary to go down again?" Cui washes his eyes and calmly looks at the old man in front of him. He said: "The game of life is defeated, and then you can win a few more on this stone plate. How? Can you feel the joy of winning chess?"

The old man in the gray robes thought about it and put down the chess pot in his hand and said, "There is some truth to it."

"I didn't expect you to be." Cui washed the dust and said with amazement: "I didn't think of it, it turned out to be you."

"Yan Xiangma said that you want to see me, I know that you already know my identity." The old man in the gray robe whispered: "This kind of thing, after all, is nothing but human."

"No, you have passed too many people. If it is not the last method of closing chess, I will not think of you-----" Cui Xiaochen said with a smile: "including Song Lonely--- - He has also been bitterly bitter by you. Now he is self-sacrificing, afraid that he will die."

"It is not a beautiful thing. If you understand everything, you are tired and tired, and you are tired."

"Yeah. It’s a hundred deaths. It’s a good time to be happy in time. When I die, I’m going to flood the sky. The person who said this is the real wise man. Song alone died well. He died of wisdom. He died, I am alive. So I began to feel painful. I began to plan for myself and began to make calculations for my children."

"So you are not as smart as he is. Maybe he can see everything clearly and want to understand. Just don't say it. The eyes of the stars are indeed well-deserved."

Cui washed the dust and said: "It is true. Otherwise, there is a power in any case. It is more than enough to kill Li Muyang. Why should you solve it yourself? Perhaps as you said, he is clear. I want to understand. So I know that the world is big, there is no hiding place. When it rises, it is easy to clean up once."