Then in the competition field, she will teach Long Aotian to be a good person!
In short, fists and kicks have no eyes.
But the most urgent task now was to cultivate.
Song Qingyu stood up, “I’m going back to practice in seclusion, and the matter of the competition will be left to you.”
“Don’t worry, fellow Daoist Song!”
Yuwen Wuji stood up and cup his hand to Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu left, returned directly to her residence, used a formation array, and then went into the space.
Inside the space, the black dragon also came down from Song Qingyu wrist and stuck to the wall, like a picture scroll on the wall.
“Black dragon, you and I are already one at this time, can you tell me about the relationship between you and the golden dragon in Long Aotian’s hands.”
Song Qingyu raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were clear, without a trace of impurities.
“We are from the Dragon Clan, and we are brothers. He is the elder brother and naturally controls the fate of the entire Clan, but he is not born with the secret techniques of the Dragon Clan, and I have! After that, he didn’t want his status to be hindered, he trapped me in this square inch of land. I need a strong person, the stronger that person is, the stronger I will be… In this way, I can return to the Dragon Clan again.”
The black dragon said, There seems to be a raging fire burning in his eyes.
“According to what you said, your brother should still be in the Dragon Clan, so why is he on Long Aotian sword?”
Song Qingyu was very puzzled.
“Perhaps he had done a lot of bad things and have consequences like mine. It’s worse than me. He can only live in the sword and become the sword’s soul.”
The black dragon laughed at this time.
Seeing that he was not good, the black dragon was relieved.
“…”
Seeing the black dragon’s expression, Song Qingyu was also drunk.
“How do you get back to the Dragon Clan?”
Song Qingyu asked again.
“It’s just now in the true spirit world. Wait until you reach Nascent Soul, we can go to the next interface, the primary spirit world… there is many race, there are dragons, elves, and raven…”
The black dragon recalled it, and there was longing in his eyes.