SFS Chapter 325 Ancient Dragon Clan
Chapter 325 Ancient Dragon Clan
Pistil didn't expect that the gift was not as valuable as the one Lin Zhao gave her, so she refused to accept it immediately.
Lin Zhao's spiritual energy burst out, and she immediately became obedient.
He took the space ring and said, "I know you don't like the dragon-blooded spirit beasts I gave you on the periphery, except for those three, and you plan to go deeper. But these things are important, and your life is more important. If my bastard really provokes someone he shouldn't, don't bother with him. If he doesn't come back, you won't be able to come back either."
Pistil looked at the amulet in her palm and thought of something: "You don't need to take anything else, but take this hairpin. If he is still alive, he will know that you and I know each other when he sees this hairpin. If he still has a conscience, he will take care of you if he can."
Lin Zhao took the hairpin, thanked him, and walked into the depths of the valley.
The remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon sensed Lin Zhao's mood and said, "The Dragon Clan is like this. When they are determined about something or someone, they will treat them with all their heart."
Before Lin Zhao could say anything, Grandma Honghu said disdainfully, "Stop flattering yourself. Isn't that what the Phoenix Clan is?"
So the two of them started arguing again in her mind.
Grandma Honghu said that he was just a remnant soul, and he spent all day in Lin Zhao's sea of consciousness looking for the folk stories that the Lin family put in the ring for Lin Zhao.
The remnant soul said that Grandma Honghu sighed all day long while looking at Zuhuang's portrait.
Lin Zhao could only listen in silence all the way, feeling that the majestic images of these two ancient sages were collapsing in her heart.
When they really went deep into the valley, Lin Zhao found that there was no sound in her sea of consciousness. She guessed that it couldn't be that the two of them didn't want to argue anymore, but that the argument had reached a white-hot stage and they didn't want her to hear it, so they blocked themselves.
But regardless of whether she heard it or not, Lin Zhao could accept it well. She looked around, at the towering mountains on both sides, and as the sky got darker, she decided to find a place to stay first.
There were many high mountains and cliffs on both sides, and Lin Zhao couldn't find a cave. He could only find a rock in the leeward place. He was too lazy to use his spiritual energy to transform into a tent, because that required his own spiritual energy to maintain. He simply found a tent in the space ring, set it up, and lit a bonfire for himself. Looking at the jumping flames, Lin Zhao felt that at this time, having some barbecue and a little wine would really be a bit like camping.
She laughed at her own idea of finding joy in misery, and suddenly felt a chill on her head, then she realized that a drizzle was falling in the valley.
Seeing that the ordinary fire was about to be extinguished by the rain, Lin Zhao shot out a golden flame, which continued to burn in the pile of firewood.
She sat in the tent, practicing the Phoenix Vein Sutra and thinking about her plans after entering the valley. She had only gotten a pair of dragon bear paws on the outskirts of Wolong Valley, which obviously could not satisfy Jin Ya. However, on the outskirts of Wolong Valley, apart from the dragon bear, Chao Feng and Xuan Xu Ling Long were pretty good. The other dragon bloodlines were not even as good as Pistil, so Lin Zhao did not think highly of them.
He didn't dare to offend Xuanxu Linglong. The dragon bear had its paws taken out by him. Although it could grow back, it would take decades. As for Chaofeng, he didn't know where this guy had hidden.
As Lin Zhao was thinking about this, a warm white figure suddenly entered her sight.
The other person was standing far away in the slanting wind and drizzle, her white clothes were whiter than snow, her black hair was softly scattered on her shoulders, and she had a pair of eyes as deep and gentle as water, which made people intoxicated just by looking at her from afar.
"Youli?"
Lin Zhao didn't expect to see each other here.
He never expected that he would be having a picnic in Wolong Valley, while the other party was holding a white jade umbrella and looked like an immortal banished from the world.
Lin Zhao's mouth twitched, and she decided to stay away from this kind of person who could look like an immortal in any environment.
"Little girl, this boy has pure dragon blood."
Suddenly, the remnant soul of the Ancestral Dragon reminded her: "Don't really offend him, he is the orthodox descendant of the ancient dragon clan."
Lin Zhao's expression froze instantly: "What did you say?!"
Even Grandma Honghu was shocked. "You didn't sense it wrongly, did you? How could the orthodox descendants of the ancient dragon clan let their souls and avatars go down to the world?"
She had heard You Li say before that he was a clone of his soul that had descended to the mortal world.
Moreover, You Li's temperament doesn't seem like that of a domineering and tyrannical ancient dragon.
"How can I be wrong about my being a descendant of the dragon clan? His status in the ancient dragon clan is probably not low."
Lin Zhao sighed, but did not let down his guard against the other party because of his identity.
Instead, when the other person walks in front of him, he turns a blind eye.
You Li noticed that Lin Zhao was particularly resistant to him, so he turned his spiritual power into a chair and sat opposite Lin Zhao. He took out a stove, teapot and teacup from his sleeve, and started to make tea with the help of Lin Zhao's Golden Crow Divine Fire.
By the time the rain had almost stopped, his tea was ready.
"The new tea made from the Wutong Divine Leaf is very useful for stabilizing the soul. Do you want to try it?" You Li used his spiritual power to transform a coffee table, placed teacups on it, raised his glass and asked Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao sat there, curled up in a ball, and declined: "No, thank you."
You Li was not angry after being rejected. He washed his teacup and poured tea for himself. He took a sip of tea and looked at the starry night sky of Wolong Valley after the rain. He sighed, "Miss Zhao seems to hate me."
Lin Zhao moved a little further into the tent, away from him, in order to avoid the temptation of the tea scent.
Yes, she was still a little greedy for that pot of tea.
It's not that I'm greedy, but that my soul has an instinctive desire for that fragrance.
"To be honest, I don't hate you."
Lin Zhao looked at You Li's facial features, which were not perfect, but made up for an unforgettable look.
"But just because you don't hate me doesn't mean you have to be friends with me."
The other party appeared on the boat, and the moment he turned his head, Lin Zhao felt something hit his sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, a person appears in this world whose face suits your taste, whose temperament suits your taste, and whose personality also suits your taste.
This is not right.
There is no such coincidence.
"Or maybe I believe more in the growth of love over time. Your Excellency's words that I will awaken my innate identity are actually offensive."
Lin Zhao was frank: "To be honest, I don't like the identity of the Seven Star Palace Immortal Lord."
Although his identity as a member of the Seven Star Palace was somewhat weakened by his orthodox identity as an ancient dragon clan member, it did not affect Lin Zhao's vigilance against him.
After hearing this, You Li's long eyelashes trembled: "Is that so? I thought I did something to make this girl hate me so much."
Lin Zhao did not answer.
"Since we can't make friends, why not become partners? Then we can have someone to look after us in Wolong Valley?"
Lin Zhao looked at the teacup that the other party raised again, lowered her eyes, and finally, she reached out to take it: "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
You Li smiled: "I hope so."