The system is a broken bowl

The little golden dragon is indeed a spiritual beast born on the dragon vein. It has the cultivation of the early stage of the Condensation Realm since birth. After breaking through to the middle stage, it directly awakened its innate combat skill, the Fireball Technique.

Song Chen looked at the extinguished "sea of ​​fire". The place had turned grayish white, and both plants and stones had turned into ashes.

"What a powerful Fireball Technique!"

Song Chen was secretly amazed.

Although the burning ability of the little golden dragon's Fireball Technique is not as good as the upgraded version of the Fire Seed Ghost Ice Flame, and it cannot exist for a long time, it is a powerful weapon for range attack.

If Song Chen was attacked by the Fireball Technique, he could only use the magical power "Dragon Teleportation", otherwise he would definitely become a roast suckling pig.

"Dad, I succeeded!"

The little golden dragon landed in front of Song Chen and Murong Feixue, and let out a burst of happy dragon roars.

"Xiaolong, congratulations!"

Murong Feixue caressed the little golden dragon's head affectionately.

"Thank you, Mother Xue!"

Long'er actually stretched out her long pink tongue and licked Murong Feixue's pretty face, making her laugh.

Things went well. Long'er successfully broke through to the middle stage of Condensation Realm and awakened the innate combat skill Fireball Technique.

Song Chen also gained a lot. Not only did he capture the ghost shadow Xuan Jin alive, but he also got the Yuanying-level treasure "Charming Face".

Song Chen and Murong Feixue put the little golden dragon and the bunny girl into the Xumi space. They were ready to return to the City of Sands. The eldest brother and the others must still be worried about the ghost's escape!

"Brother Chen, untie this person's acupuncture points. She looks pitiful like this."

Xue'er looked at the ghost shadow Xuan Jin who was still in a daze. After being pushed by Song Chen, she walked forward a few steps blankly. After being pushed again, she staggered a few steps.

Such a situation made her feel unbearable.

"She is not as beautiful and kind as she looks. Cunning and cruel are her nature!"

Song Chen did not want to be a farmer who pitied the poisonous snake. Once the restraints were untied, who knows what would happen.

"Hasn't she been restrained by Brother Chen? If the acupoints are untied, she can't escape, right?"

The kind Xue'er continued to plead for the ghost Xuan Jin.

"Xue'er, let me tell you a story about a farmer and a snake."

Song Chen did not relax his vigilance. Since Xuan Jin could deal with the struggles of several factions, and had killed countless people for so many years and was able to retreat unscathed, besides having a "charming face", was there no unknown back-up?

The trace of consciousness that he left in her consciousness was not omnipotent.

Murong Feixue did not listen to the story of the farmer and the snake, nor did she ask Song Chen to untie Xuan Jin's acupoints, but kept silent.

But Song Chen could see that she was a little disappointed and a little unhappy.

This is often the case with kindhearted people and evil-minded people. When their kindness or evil is not recognized by others, they will be very unhappy or even angry.

At this time, no matter what kind of people you are, it is not only useless to talk to them, but also counterproductive.

Strictly speaking, Song Chen has no means to restrain the enemy. If he wants to seal other people's vitality, he cannot do it without the cultivation of Condensation Realm.

The divine thoughts of Bi'an can only work with the help of mental attacks.

It seems that if there is time, Yan'er should come up with some means of confinement.

This place is different from the earth in the past. On earth, prisoners can be controlled with handcuffs and ropes.

For martial artists with the peak strength of Tianjin Realm, even a big iron chain is useless.

The little golden dragon is worthy of being a heaven and earth spirit beast born on the dragon vein. It has the cultivation of the early stage of Condensation Realm at birth. After breaking through to the middle stage, it directly awakens the innate combat skill Fireball.

Song Chen looked at the extinguished "sea of ​​fire". The place had turned gray and white. Both plants and stones had turned into ashes.

"What a powerful fireball technique!"

Song Chen was secretly amazed.

Although the burning ability of the little golden dragon's fireball technique is not as good as the upgraded version of the fire seed ghost ice flame, and it cannot exist for a long time, it is a powerful weapon for range attack.

If Song Chen was attacked by the fireball technique, he could only use the magical power "Dragon Teleportation", otherwise he would definitely become a roast suckling pig.

"Dad, I succeeded!"

The little golden dragon landed in front of Song Chen and Murong Feixue, and let out a burst of happy dragon roars.

"Xiaolong, congratulations!"

Murong Feixue caressed the little golden dragon's head affectionately.

"Thank you, mother Xue!"

Long'er actually stretched out her long pink tongue and licked Murong Feixue's pretty face, making her laugh.

Things were very satisfactory. Long'er successfully broke through to the middle stage of the Condensation Realm and awakened the innate combat skill fireball technique.

Song Chen also gained a lot. Not only did he capture the ghost Xuan Jin alive, but he also got the Yuanying-level treasure "Charming Face".

After putting the little golden dragon and the bunny girl into the Xumi space, Song Chen and Murong Feixue prepared to return to the Golden Sand City. The elder brother and the others must still be worried about the ghost's escape!

"Brother Chen, untie this person's acupoints. She looks quite pitiful."

Xue'er looked at the ghost Xuan Jin who was still in a daze. After being pushed by Song Chen, she walked forward a few steps blankly. After another push, she staggered a few steps.

Such a situation made her feel unbearable.

"She is not as beautiful and kind as she looks. Cunning and cruel is her nature!"

Song Chen did not want to be a farmer who pitied the venomous snake. Once the restraints were untied, who knows what kind of moths would happen.

"Hasn't she been controlled by Brother Chen? Untie the acupoints, she can't run away, right?"

The kind Xue'er continued to plead for the ghost Xuan Jin.

"Xue'er, let me tell you a story about a farmer and a snake."

Song Chen did not relax his vigilance. Since Xuan Jin could deal with the struggles between several factions, and had killed countless people for so many years and was able to escape unscathed, besides having a "charming face", was there no unknown back-up plan?

The trace of consciousness that he left in her consciousness was not omnipotent.

Murong Feixue did not listen to the story of the farmer and the snake, nor did she ask Song Chen to untie Xuan Jin's acupuncture points, but remained silent.

But Song Chen could see that she was a little disappointed and a little depressed.

People with good hearts and people with evil thoughts are often like this. When their kindness or evil is not recognized by others, they will be very unhappy, or even angry.

At this time, talking to them about some great principles, no matter what kind of person it is, will not only be useless, but will also be counterproductive.

Strictly speaking, Song Chen has no means to restrain the enemy. If he wants to seal other people's vitality, he cannot do it without the cultivation of the Condensation Realm.

The divine thoughts of Bi'an can only be effective with the help of mental attacks.

It seems that if there is time, Yan'er should come up with some means of confinement.

This place is different from the Earth in the past. On Earth, prisoners can be controlled with handcuffs and ropes.

For a martial artist with the peak strength of the Tianjin Realm, even a large iron chain is useless.