Chang Xi's divine thoughts gradually awakened. The reason why he opened his eyes was because he finally saw three elders of the White Tiger Clan retreating with difficulties. Xin Tong and Qing Xuan were there next to him. He definitely would not be in danger. This is a kind of trust that comes from the instinctive trust of people who are close to him.

The last time he faced the Sixth Prince, Chang Xi chose to burn the dragon clan's essence and blood to fight his life, but the end of the battle was to die with him. But to this day, he, who had already cultivated half a step in the Void Realm, would no longer endanger his life because of burning the origin.

Although his physical weakness was inevitable, what made him speechless at this moment was that the sequelae of the original burning of this time was unexpectedly mild, even so mild that it was almost negligible. The reason was that it inspired the Buddhist vows that remained deep in the meridians when practicing the Ming Wang Liuli Body in the Huangquan Realm, which invisibly made up for most of the loss of vitality for him.

The second personality, who has not appeared for a long time, was deeply swearing in the depths of his mind, "I don't know how to scold you. I'm going to beat an old person in the late stage of the Living Void Realm and burn your own origin without saying a word. Do you think you are a landlord and old fortune? The landlord's family doesn't have much surplus food. Fortunately, the Ksitigarbha King once gave you a lot of Buddhist vows, which is considered to be worthy of me? Let's be honest, the origin of the dragon clan you burned this time is no less than the one who beats the winner. Alas, are you okay now? Can you say hello in advance next time and save some?"

Chang Xi, who was wearing a pillow with a fragrant pillow, was in a state of laughter and crying. He was a guy with a second personality or a second soul, and he didn't know what he was doing recently. He had been sleeping since he was in the Yellow Spring Realm. He had to wake him up until he was forced to fight with Elder Jinmu of the White Tiger Clan. As expected, he started to chant him in a mess again.

But he doesn't hate this guy's nagging thoughts.

On the contrary, I like it a little.

Chang Xi said in his heart: "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not worthy of his merits. No matter how he does, Ying Zhiyu will not come back."

The second personality sighed, feeling indescribable fatigue, and he said, "It's up to you to do hard work before you wake up this time. I'm really tired again. I have to continue to make up for it. Don't look for me if you have something to do, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

As soon as the words were finished, the second personality that had come and go without a trace disappeared deep in the mind.

Chang Xi felt silent in his heart, "Is the fate of Buddhism...is it broken??"

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into Chang Xi's eyes was a pink curtain that was lightly blowing in the wind and a beam full of wind chimes. His eyes turned away. Outside the ancient hall was a blue and clear blue sky that made people feel comfortable, and the light purple fragrance tree had a beautiful scene. At this time, a fluffy fox leaned over her head, holding a warm incense towel in her hand, and the two of them looked at each other, and they were slightly stunned. Then they looked happy and exclaimed: "Wake up! Wake up! Lord Chang is awake!"

Chang Xi smiled slightly, it seemed that Liuhua Palace in Huanhua Prefecture should undoubtedly be here.

Before the little fox's voice could be dropped, several figures wrapped in the fragrant wind rushed in. Two charming people rushed into Chang Xi's arms, with beautiful eyes rippling, adorable.

Chang Xi pretended to have chest pain, and her facial features twisted together. Xin Tong and Qing Xuan were frightened and their faces were pale. They thought that their carelessness had accidentally affected Chang Xi's injuries, but they did not realize they had been deceived until they met Chang Xi's cunning eyes.

Chang Xi sat up and hugged Xin Tong's shoulder, but not asking for the warmth of the couple after they had a long separation, but in the little fox's side exclaimed in confusion, the golden dragon breath surged on her finger and quickly hit her chest. The Liehu Qianshang San, which had a unique suppression effect on the phoenix clan, made a particularly creepy roar. After a burst of blue smoke rose, it was immediately burned into nothingness by the scorching dragon breath.

The Palace Master of the Fox Clan Liuhua Palace and the Elder of the Phoenix Clan Luan Le came together. Seeing that the couple had already become married in front of the bed, they hugged each other tightly, so there was no need to mention how much shock the visual impact brought them.

The Dragon and Phoenix Clan, a noble race that has never been in contact with each other since ancient times, has become a joint relationship. This is a strange thing that has never happened since the birth of all races in the demon world!

Chang Xi looked at the men of the Feng Clan who had traveled thousands of miles to help, and had already learned the names of the visitors from Xin Tong's mouth. He stood up and saluted respectfully, and smiled and said, "Chang Xi of the Dragon Clan has seen two elders of the Feng Clan and the Palace Master of Liuhua Palace. Those who can help and help me and others to save me, and I am very grateful."

Chang Xi smiled at the corner and said with a group of little foxes, "And Miss Ayun, I want to thank you too."

If the Phoenix Clan had not rushed to Huanhua State before, he would have to face the powerful Jinmu at the same time, as well as the two elders of the White Tiger Clan who were surging the formation on the side. This would definitely be a life-and-death situation for him who had not yet stepped through the threshold of the Void Refining Realm. So not to mention lowering his posture and obeying the etiquette of his juniors, even if he really wanted him to kowtow, he would not hesitate.

Compared with your beloved woman and your loyal subordinate, what is your face?

Luan Le, who had considered the direction of the conversation between the two tribes countless times before, could hardly believe his ears. This young man with the bloodline of the king was definitely the young master of the Dragon Clan. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the next successor of the Dragon Clan. They were already prepared to face this boy with a arrogant attitude, but they did not expect that the direction of the script was indeed a little beyond their expectations. How could this young man be so... reasonable?

Ayun, who was playing with the little foxes in the corner, had his eyes lit up. The master often told her how unreasonable the dragon clan was. When I saw him today, was the master obviously lying to me?

Seeing that the two elders of the Phoenix Clan who were probably less than a few thousand years old had been living, they were in a mess for a while. Chang Xi waved his hand and laughed: "To be honest, although I have the blood of the dragon clan in my body, I also have the blood of the human race. I can't learn the bad habits in them. It's best to be harmonious, right?"

"Young Master Chang is a real person who is unobstructed. We are the one who judges the gentleman with the heart of a villain. I hope Mr. Chang will forgive me." Luan Lefeng's eyes were bright, and she bowed to the dragon clan for the first time with sincerity. The beautiful woman with a cold face behind her also bowed to the dragon clan and said in her heart: This is really the young master of the dragon clan with great personal charm.

Hei Feng Ayun, who has little prejudice against the dragon clan, is not stingy with his smile on Chang Xi.

Chang Xi waved his hand and his spiritual power was galvanized. A unique human-style hospitality case was transformed into the hall. He knelt down and asked three people from the Phoenix clan to take their seats.
Chapter completed!