I Can See Probability

Seeing Ji Chenghui, who still didn't know herself, Chen Jing felt a little ashamed.

'This holy spring still belongs to me. There are not many. If you give it all to me, I can achieve 75% of the ultimate blood, but if it is distributed to you, it will create a dozen drops of ultimate blood for you at most. That's totally useless. ’

"How did this holy spring form?" Chen Jing asked her, looking up.

"It's a holy tree. The holy tree will condense its essence in the body of the tree. The holy spring in the pool just now has at least this amount accumulated for tens of thousands of years. But... why did it suddenly disappear?" Ji Chenghui lay in the center of the pool, Still thinking about the mystery of the disappearance of the holy spring.

She was naked, lying in front of Chen Jing in this posture.

Although only sixteen years old, but...

Chen Jing quickly looked away and coughed a few times: "It's better to put on your clothes first."

"Oh." The holy spring was gone. Although she was regretful, she was not particularly persistent.

Suddenly looking at Chen Jing, he saw a black thing wrapped around his arm: "What is that on your arm?"

Chen Jing glanced down, that thing is of course a small ring, and now it has turned into a dragon, but her eyes are closed, and it seems that she is still in a state similar to [hibernation].

"She's Xiaohuan, my friend."

"She...how does she look like a dragon in the primitive realm?" Ji Chenghui asked.

"Yes, she is indeed a member of the Dragon Clan now."

"But if you look closely, it doesn't look like much. There are still some differences from the real dragon family." Ji Chenghui said.

"Have you ever seen a real dragon?"

"Well, I have seen it. It is very bloodthirsty and cruel. Back then, the second uncle dared to go to the depths of the primitive realm to steal dragon eggs. It is incredible to think about it."

"So what's the difference between Xiaohuan and the real dragons?"

"The horns are different, and the colors are not the same."

The real dragon family is a serious dragon bloodline, but Xiaohuan evolved from a snake.

This is like a shepherd dog with a good bloodline, and a descendant of a crossbreed with a local dog. Maybe the appearance is somewhat similar, but after all, there is still a difference.

"How strong is the real dragon race? Can it be compared to the lizard race and the snake race?"

"The creatures in the primitive realm are not easy to mess with. The real dragons have thick skin and thick flesh. Once they fight, they will give up their lives. In terms of individual combat power, they are not very strong. They are similar to the lizards, but there are many of them. , If you are entangled in the primitive realm, it is basically a swarm, which is very scary. However, there are also very powerful dragons, which can be compared to our imperial family, that is the golden holy dragon, that is the supreme of the dragon family. It not only has powerful Combat power, and has incredible appeal.

Ordinary dragon clans attack, at most a small clan (several nests of dragons with similar blood relationship, the total number may be dozens).

And if the golden holy dragon is summoned, it can order the entire dragon clan. Therefore, my father said back then that if you encounter the golden holy dragon in the primitive realm, you must retreat as soon as possible, and you must not provoke it. "

After finishing speaking, Ji Chenghui asked in a puzzled way, "Why do you carry such a low-level race with you? What's her use?"

Ji Chenghui actually looked down on Xiaohuan a little.

Even if it is a real dragon clan, she is not much regarded as a direct descendant of the imperial clan.

It is as if in the eyes of humans, although tigers and wolves are powerful, they are only beasts after all and cannot be compared with humans.

In Ji Chenghui's eyes, although the dragons are strong, they are at most only the level of the lizards and snakes.

Such a level, in front of the imperial clan, can only be regarded as an inferior race, only worthy of being a servant.

The real dragon family is not yet in her eyes, let alone a fake dragon like Xiaohuan who can't be called a real dragon family?

When Chen Jing was about to say a few words for Xiaohuan, he suddenly saw Xiaohuan who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

She slid down Chen Jing's arm, slipped to the ground, and as soon as the blue smoke came out, she turned into a human shape, and turned into a black silk woman with small horns on her head.

"No matter what, I am more useful than you, you are the inferior race." Xiaohuan replied.

"You are so presumptuous, how dare you talk to me like this?" Ji Chenghui was startled at first, then she became furious when she said something.

She also reprimanded the servants of the snake people and lizard people in the usual way.

"You're so presumptuous, what are you, why don't I dare to talk to you like that?" Xiaohuan and her pointed to Maimang without giving in at all.

The snake people and the lizard people have a strong sense of awe towards the emperor, but she doesn't.

"I will never forgive you today, a lowly inferior race." Ji Chenghui stood up, without clothes on, so angrily wanted to do something to Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan also changed his body, showing his fangs, not afraid of her at all. Put on a fighting stance.

In terms of real fights, Xiaohuan would definitely not be able to beat Ji Chenghui.

The power of the bloodline of the imperial lineage is no joke. Even a sixth-order bloodline can crush Xiaohuan.

But the reason why Xiaohuan was not afraid was because Chen Jing was by his side. She believed that it was absolutely impossible for Brother Ajing to favor this imperial woman without favoring her.

"Enough, I said Xiaohuan is my friend, don't bully her." Chen Jing stopped Ji Chenghui.

"I bullied her? She's a vile race, and dare to speak rudely, how can I forgive her?" Ji Chenghui was indignant.

"Don't talk about lowly races. In my eyes, the imperial family is not so noble. If you say my friend is lowly, does that mean that I am also lowly?" Chen Jing frowned.

"I... I didn't mean that." Ji Chenghui shook her head, of course she didn't dare to offend Chen Jing.

Chen Jing: "Hurry up and put on your clothes." After speaking, he said to Xiaohuan: "How are you now? Why did you wake up suddenly?"

"When I heard someone scolding me, of course I had to wake up. In addition, I just felt a strange force pouring into my body while I was sleeping. It was very comfortable, but it didn't take long for this feeling to disappear. Brother Ajing, what's the matter? What's going on?" Xiaohuan asked.

The foundation of Xiaohuan is too poor. She is a small silver-ringed snake on the earth. After getting the chance, she turned into a dragon. This is a very reluctant thing for her.

Even if he transforms into a dragon, he cannot change the nature of his congenital insufficiency, so he has been in a state of deep sleep.

The strange power she felt just now should be the power of the holy spring.

‘Shengquan is actually useful to Xiaohuan? ’

Chen Jing was a little surprised: "What good did that power do to you just now?"

"Of course there is. In addition to being very comfortable, it seems to have the effect of improving the source, which can make me more perfect. It's a pity, if I continue for more, the defects I left before turning into a dragon should be fine. It's erased." Xiaohuan said regretfully.

"Just you are worthy of absorbing the holy spring? It belongs to our imperial clan, and you are not worthy at all." Ji Chenghui couldn't help it anymore.

The Holy Spring just now, even she couldn't absorb much, and Xiaohuan's humble identity actually absorbed some. In her opinion ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a waste.

Xiaohuan is also very sensible. Knowing that Chen Jing is in the middle, she doesn't quarrel with Ji Chenghui. She suddenly leaned close to Chen Jing's ear and whispered a few words to Chen Jing, but she didn't know what to say.

After Chen Jing heard this, he looked embarrassed: "Just here?"

"Yeah." Xiaohuan nodded: "Just once, okay, I'll sleep for a while after that. Brother Ajing, just promise me."

Chen Jing shrugged helplessly, and then said to Ji Chenghui, "Please turn around."

"Why?" Ji Chenghui was puzzled.

Xiaohuan urged: "If you turn around, turn around. Why do you ask so many questions?"

Ji Chenghui's face was covered with frost, and she became more and more unhappy with Xiaohuan. She wanted to fight, but seeing Chen Jing waved at her again, she had to grit her teeth and endure it, snorted lowly, and turned around.

After she turned around, Chen Jing stood on the spot with his hands on his hips. Xiaohuan, on the other hand, smiled, knelt down in front of him, and gently opened her pink mouth...