Inevitably, he thought of Su Jinyue's fiancé, the man who looked too evil.

Jun Mingye, oh no, this demon looks so beautiful. Or maybe it is said that men with too outstanding appearance are prone to get involved in the trouble of being troubled by the grass and causing the debt of peach blossoms. Even if he is devoted to Jin Yue, he can't resist the people who admire him will do something unreasonable and dangerous to Jin Yue.

It’s so common to love and hate.

Just as he was thinking, Jun Mingye's figure appeared at the door.

Yanhe: "…"

When you say that Cao Cao has arrived, you cannot talk about people in your heart.

He looked Jun Mingye up and down with a picky look. He wore a long black satin robe with silver patterns embroidered with obsidian cuffs. He clasped the silver wristbands embedded in them. He tied a silver ribbon with four fingers wide around his waist. The long hem of the clothes was embroidered with silver thread on it. The seemingly messy but actually very magnificent phoenix feather was embroidered with silver thread, which made him look longer and taller, with a tall figure. His face was expressionless, as if everything in the world could not touch his emotions. Only when he looked at Su Jinyue, would a touch of tenderness seem to soften all the coldness.

Humph, I dressed like a human being!

With just his appearance and clothes, he will be flirting with his life when he goes out!

Su Jinyue didn't know what he was thinking. When she saw Jun Mingye's mind, everything that happened on the hillside under the moon appeared in her mind, and her face was involuntarily dyed with a red glow.

She looked away unnaturally and happened to see Qilin looking back and forth between her and Jun Mingye with her and her eyes full of exploration and interest.

Seeing Su Jinyue looking over, Qilin raised a bright smile and looked back with a playful look.

Su Jinyue: "..."

Her eyes narrowed slightly and said quietly: "I think you are quite idle."

Qilin felt that this was not a good thing, so he immediately calmed down and said seriously: "No, I'm quite busy. I need to contribute to the things you just said."

Su Jinyue smiled slightly and said, "Right? But I was very upset when I saw you."

Qilin: "...why is this? Not so!"

Su Jinyue smiled slightly, "As for it."

Kirin: "…"

He thought about it in his mind, feeling that Su Jinyue had nothing to threaten him, so he said with confidence: "Tell me, what are you going to do with me?"

Su Jinyue's smile did not diminish and she slowly spoke out the result of his trial, "You should practice so weak."

Qilin: "!!!"

He pointed at himself and stared at Su Jinyue in disbelief. His voice rose several degrees, "What did you say? I am weak?! Are you kidding me?"

Su Jinyue smiled and asked a question that hit the soul of the Qilin. "You were the top-grade Spirit Saint ten thousand years ago, but now you are the middle-grade one. It doesn't increase but decrease. Are you satisfied with this level of cultivation? What are you proud of?"

Kirin: "…"

He opened his mouth but had nothing to say.

Explain and understand?

Pretending to be pitiful and miserable?

That's not his style of conduct!

Qilin took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Jun Mingye who was silent, sneered, and mocked without hesitation: "The beauty makes people confused, and the blue face is in trouble, it is true."

He brushed his sleeves and said coldly: "If you practice, you will practice. What's the difficulty?"

His mind moved, and then his body turned into a stream of light and entered Su Jinyue's eyebrows and went to her space.

This was the first time Qilin came to Su Jinyue's space in this life. She looked around and tickled her mouth, feeling a little disgusted.

Su Jinyue also had space ten thousand years ago, but she was the Queen of Light ten thousand years ago, and her identity was there. Not only is the only one in the space, but it is rare in the world and priceless.

Nowadays, Su Jinyue's space is dazzling at first glance, but the things are messy and of different quality. Judging from the eyes of his ancient divine beast, only half of the things that can be used can be taken.

On one side are several treasure racks, with a lot of mixed things piled up on them, and on the other side is a recipe of about 200 square meters, with some rare and precious medicinal materials planted in it, and there is a spiritual spring next to it. When you turn your eyes, you will see the fire spirit bird turning into a palm-sized bird sitting in front of a hill high-level or top-grade spirit stone beast core, practicing selflessly. On the top of the hill, it is very flat, and there is a ball of white balls on it. Countless spiritual energy gathers into a stream and enters it continuously, slowly and for a long time. The absorbed spirit stones or beast cores instantly break into slag, and then turn into weak spiritual energy and merge into the air.

Qilin narrowed his eyes and walked into the white hair ball. Because this mountain is about the same height as Su Jinyue, Qilin could see it clearly just by bowing his head.

Under the snow-white fluff as white as silk, there are a pair of closed eyes, the tip of the nose is pink, the mouth is slightly open, as if it is asleep, the tail is also furry, short, and there are two inconspicuous small corners on the head.

If he didn't feel wrong, is this a one-stop one?

Why does it look similar to a dog?

He reached out and poked it. It felt soft and comfortable. It was a pity that the white-haired dumplings were not moving at all. If the slightly undulating chest was telling him that the dragon was still alive, he would have suspected that it was a dead body.

Is this Su Jinyue’s new favorite?

Qilin thought to himself, and stretched out his slender finger to point it at the little dragon's eyebrows. He closed his eyes and sensed it carefully, and indeed found that the dragon had signed a master-servant contract with Su Jinyue.

It's true.

Qilin sighed for a moment, but he didn't know where Su Jinyue got such a good life. First, it was him, and now it was this dumpling. The rare ancient beasts in the world have made contracts with her one by one. Is this the treatment of a proud daughter of heaven?

But what happened to this dragon? Why is the soul so weak?

Qilin was suspicious and carefully examined it, and finally came to a conclusion: not only was the soul weak, seriously injured, unconscious, but his appearance was also subjected to hallucinations, keeping it as a dog.

Qilin thought for a while, wondering how this little guy was injured, but for the sake of being Su Jinyue's beast pet, he would help him.

Qilin flicked the little Shenlong's head twice, and spoke as if he was sighing, "You are so lucky."

After the words came, he bit his fingertips and fed his blood-stained hand into the little dragon's slightly opened mouth.

The Qilin is a auspicious beast, and it is full of treasures all over his body. What's more, a Qilin with the spiritual saint cultivation level, every trace of his body is a treasure in the world. His blood is even more of a top-notch healing medicine for beasts. It not only causes external injuries but also repairs the trauma of the soul.

The dragon clan is naturally sensitive to the aura of the baby, so the little dragon is no exception. Almost the moment the Qilin approached it, he instinctively put his white fingers into his mouth, and his pointed teeth were tightly bitten, just like a person who had been thirsty for a long time. Even if he was asleep with his eyes closed, he still sucked unconsciously. He sucked the fishy sweetness and swallowed slightly.

Qilin felt a slight stinging pain. He lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the corner of the little dragon's lips with blood sucking, and the light in his eyes flashed slightly.

People in the world only know that Qilin blood can cure all diseases and relieve all poisons. What no one knows is that Qilin can control Qilin blood. If Qilin was not voluntarily, even if it was not voluntarily, it would be useless even if it was drunk. Moreover, once Qilin blood enters the outside world, even if it is thousands of miles away, as long as it is on the same continent, Qilin can clearly sense the specific location of the other party. This is a blood-guided locator.

After about a cup of tea, Qilin moved his fingers when he saw that it was almost done. Seeing that the little dragon refused to let go, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his other free hand mercilessly opened its mouth, pulled out the finger that was still oozing blood, and looked down. He saw a row of shallow small teeth marks left on the fingers with distinct joints.

He chuckled, "This dragon has been used as a dog for a long time and has left the habit of a dog?" He loves to bite people so much?"

With his spiritual saint's cultivation level as the Qilin's physique, this small injury healed and recovered as before in the blink of an eye, without any trace left.

He tapped a few more points on the little dragon's body, then he withdrew his hands, with his hands down, and looked down at the little dragon that was nesting in a ball.

The Qilin blood was very effective. In just a while, the little dragon's breathing became more even and longer than usual, and the soul was no longer as weak as before, and gradually solidified and recovered.

He suddenly raised his hand and turned the little dragon over, letting it lie on its back with its feet facing the sky, revealing its fluffy and round belly. He reached out, gently touched the belly, and scratched its chin again. It was fluffy and soft, cute and cute.

He thought about it and suddenly became curious about the appearance of the little divine dragon. He searched for the magic of the illusion in his mind. He drew a few fingers in the air. A rune was formed. With a light wave, the rune fell on the little divine dragon. A white light flashed and the little divine dragon's body was revealed.

Qilin looked down and fell silent for a moment.

After the little dragon is a golden dragon, its whole body is yellow and golden. The small dragon scales are golden, sparkling with golden light, and its tail is golden, short and pointed, the size of a baby's arms, the size of a baby's fist, and there are two horns on its head that are only long for adults' fingers, which are also round and fleshy.

In short, the body of the little dragon, from top to bottom, from left to right, is all golden and chubby. If you curl up, it will be a golden ball.

Compared to this body, Qilin still thinks that the white hair ball is more beautiful. At least it is fleshy. Even if it looks like a ball, it has at least a layer of fluff that can be rubbed by himself. As for the golden ball in front of him, even if the scales can blind his eyes, he looks disgusted. He has never seen such a round dragon body!

If the old guys from the Dragon Clan came to see you, they would definitely feel embarrassed!

It’s not that he looks down on the fat dragon. In fact, the fat dragon is quite cute, but he prefers fat hairy things, such as the dog before.
Chapter completed!