Pu Zihuang looked around and said, "They have been dead here for many years. What are you going to take them out for?"

"This is not their belonging. They are filled with reluctance and grief. I want to take them out and bury them well." Ruan Ling said, raising her foot and walking deeper into the fog.

Pu Zihuang followed and silently watched her movements.

Whenever she encounters the remains of the keel, she will collect it with her own hands and put it in the ring.

Many keels have become incomplete after being destroyed by wind blades here for a long time.

Even a small piece of finger-sized piece, Ruan Ling would collect it carefully.

Pu Zihuang wants help, but she doesn't want it either.

She said, "As a descendant of the Dragon Clan for so many years, I never knew my identity and never did anything for the Dragon Clan. Now that I have arrived here, I have to do this."

Pu Zihuang had no choice but to let him go.

Time passed little by little, and Ruan Ling had collected dozens of debris of dragons.

However, what puzzled Pu Zihuang was that there were only dragon bones and no scales here.

Everyone knows that the dragon's scales are extremely hard, and it is impossible that the bones are still there, but none of the scales are left.

He asked Ruan Ling this question, but Ruan Ling did not answer him.

To explain, there is only one possibility.

After these dragons died, all the scales on their bodies were pulled away.

Ruan Ling squatted in front of a completely broken dragon skeleton, feeling a little heavy and angry.

After death, all the scales were removed, which was to trample the dignity of the dragon on the ground.

Ruan Ling remembered what the golden dragon remnant soul said.

He said that the dragon race is naturally powerful, but it has also suffered curses.

Everything will turn back when extremes. Although the tragic situation of the Dragon Clan is caused by man, it may not be destined to be like this.

How can an existence that goes against the heavens be tolerated by the way of heaven?

Ruan Ling once asked the Golden Dragon why he was trapped here with his strength.

Even if he can't defeat so many sieges, at least it's not a problem to escape by protecting himself.

The Golden Dragon did not explain directly, but said that no matter how powerful he is, he still has concerns and concerns.

Ruan Ling didn't ask any more.

Maybe he was helpless, maybe he was voluntary.

Who can make it clear?

The last afterimage left by the golden dragon has not been able to last long after so many years of hard work, but fortunately I met Ruan Ling.

He could see Ruan Ling's true identity at a glance, and felt sincerely relieved that the dragon clan had the existence of a Zhulong God.

He gave all the remaining inheritance to Ruan Ling.

He said that as a golden dragon, he was ashamed that he had not been able to save the fate of the dragon clan. He gave all his remaining parts to Ruan Ling, hoping that it would be helpful to her.

After Ruan Ling was inherited, the golden dragon could no longer hold on and the residual soul completely disappeared.

Although Ruan Ling felt sad and lost, she also knew that this was also a relief for the golden dragon.

It's so painful to be trapped here for a long time.

Ruan Ling pressed a small golden ball hanging around her neck, put away her emotions, and began to collect the broken keel bone in front of her.

Judging from the appearance of this dragon bone, I guess it was very tragic during my lifetime, and it was broken into two pieces.

Ruan Ling couldn't imagine what kind of battle could be so fierce.

She put away the keel bone, stood up, and walked to the next place.
Chapter completed!