Luo Ming frivolously pinched her nose.

Jing Liu frowned, and a cold sword intent emerged in the air.

Luo Ming quickly let go of his hand, and still jumped out two steps with concern. He coughed lightly and said seriously:"I am your master, how can I hide behind you? Don't worry, in fact, my strength has recovered a lot, enough to deal with that Huanlong."

His biggest trump card is actually the power of the Rememberer he got from the Black Swan.

The Lord of Extinction Huanlong is an energy creature, very similar to Sui Yang, and even a kind of Sui Yang.

Luo Ming had experimented before in the Creation Furnace, and the power of the Rememberer can completely restrain Sui Yang.

In addition, there are so many people, Huanlong can't fly away.

Seeing that he is so confident.

Jing Liu nodded, didn't say much, and continued to walk towards the depths of the Dragon Palace.

Luo Ming also followed, and quietly grabbed Jing Liu's smooth and delicate little hand, feeling that he couldn't touch it enough.......

After walking for a distance.

In the corals and reefs on both sides of the ancient road, there appeared a number of simple and crystal stone eggs wrapped in lotus petals.

Luo Ming walked up curiously, stretched out his hand and touched it gently. The touch was warm and delicate, and he could vaguely feel the weak heartbeats again and again, as if life was being nurtured inside.

These are the eggs of the vidyadhara.

The eggs left by the vidyadhara, bathed in the moonlight, the vast ancient sea, and reborn in the moonlight.

The young vidyadhara children, the old friends, the wise friends in the previous life, the teachers in the next life.

The vidyadharas, the clouds chanted and the water danced, the blue dragons flew, and each had its own destination. The vidyadharas, in their eighties, walked alone in the scenery, the waves and the moon sparkled, and the sea sank into pearls.

The vidyadharas did not have the concept of reproduction. They were born in the ancient sea, and grew for about 700 years. When the deadline was approaching, they would form dragon eggs again, return to this ancient sea of waves and moon to sleep, and wait for the next life to be born.

After thinking for a while, Luo Ming turned to Jing Liu and said,"You don't need to feel too guilty."

Jing Liu looked at him and remained silent.

In the previous life, Luo Ming paid the price of death, attracted the attention of Emperor Gong, and died together with the negligent Emperor Sui. Jing Liu used the remaining drop of his blood and the magic of the Chi Ming Dragon Clan to revive him.

The result was naturally a tragedy. She completely fell into the devil's body and all traces were wiped out by Luofu Xianzhou. With a guilty body, she paid for the sins she had committed.

Jing Liu has a knot in her heart.

"Have you ever thought about why when you wanted to revive me, Dan Feng just happened to take out the modified dragon transformation magic?"

Luo Ming looked at those pearl-like eggs:"Because he wanted to save the Chiming dragon race from the crisis of extinction."

"The Vajra Dragons cannot reproduce like other races. All they have is reincarnation."

"Although the new life after transformation has no connection with the previous life, and no longer recognizes the relatives and friends of the past"

"But this is not the next generation of normal breeding after all. Their number will never increase, and they will even become fewer and fewer due to wars and accidents, until there are only a few left, or even extinct."

Luo Ming shook his head and looked at Jing Liu with a little more pity:"In this case, Long Zun Danfeng secretly changed the magic method of dragon transformation."

"He wanted to use the blood of the Vajra Dragon Clan and this forbidden method to transform creatures of other races into Vajra Clan with dragon blood, thus resolving the crisis of the Vajra Dragon Clan's possible extinction in the future.

"Even if you didn't bring my remaining blood to find Dan Feng, he would still conduct the dragon transformation experiment, because to some extent, this is his duty as the Dragon Lord."

After listening quietly.

Jing Liu was silent for a moment, took two steps forward, gently hugged Luo Ming's body, put his head on his chest, and said with a hint of tenderness:"Master, don't worry, Jing Liu is fine"

"Everything's fine?"

Luo Ming, with a hint of anger, rubbed the traitor's head twice:"I looked through the battle files of the Yunqi Army last night. Over the past few hundred years, you have participated in almost all the battles of the Luofu Fairy Boat, big and small, without absence. Do you really think you are made of iron and won't be exhausted?!"

Hearing Luo Ming's harsh reprimand.

Jingliu seemed to have returned to the time when his master taught him swordsmanship. His eyes gradually became stupid, but he said rebelliously:"Master has abandoned Jingliu for hundreds of years. Does he have the right to say these?"

Luo Ming's tone stagnated, and then he said angrily:"You dare to talk back?"

He has entered the state, as if Jingliu is still the traitor who didn't practice sword well and talked back to him all day long.

"Disobeying the Master is disrespectful and should be punished!"

He raised his palm and slapped Jing Liu's soft buttocks in his arms.

Snap!

A crisp sound echoed in the quiet Dragon Palace.

Jing Liu was stunned.

His eyes widened little by little.

Snap!

Another crisp sound came.

Jing Liu felt a burning pain behind her. She hadn't experienced this feeling for thousands of years.

Snap!

The slaps came one after another.

Luo Ming gradually became addicted and indulged in this feeling.

Suddenly.

A bone-chilling breath came from his arms. The air was almost frozen. There were bursts of crackling sounds. The water vapor instantly froze into ice crystals, dyeing the surrounding ground with a layer of snow-colored world.

Luo Ming's hand froze in mid-air.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

What the hell!

He is not Jing Liu's powerful master now, let alone the master's posture. Jing Liu can make him embarrassed with just a sword.

But he got addicted to it and slapped Jing Liu's butt again and again?!!

"Master, have you had enough?"

Jingliu's very calm voice sounded in his arms.

Luo Ming swallowed his saliva, laughed dryly, and gently touched Jingliu's hair with his trembling hands, trying to struggle:"What do you mean by enough? Master, this is a caress, yes, it is a caress. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I remember you were very well behaved when you were a child, hehe."

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