Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

Ying Huai was soaking in the big pot, and suddenly there was no sound behind him.

He looked back and saw the little dragon asleep.

The young dragon was sitting on the stool, leaning forward, with one eye closed and the other half-opened, as if on guard duty.

Ying Huai stood up, and the water droplets soaked in his clothes poured down. The extremely beautiful male body was wild and untamed, and full of strength.

"What's mine...is all mine."

Xu Baoer murmured to himself in his sleep, and Ying Huai lamented that he was really a greedy little dragon. He made a secret and changed his wet clothes into clean and refreshing blue and white robes.

Seeing the little dragon leaning forward and about to fall, Ying Huai stretched out his arms to hug her.

Soft body, almost no weight felt.

The moment his round face landed on Ying Huai's shoulder, he sank.

"What's your name?" Ying Huai used the truth-telling technique to induce Xu Baoer to tell the truth.

"Xu Bao'er."

Ying Huai chuckled softly, it turned out that this was the name that Xiao Jiaolong said was so nice that he didn't deserve to hear it.

The arrogant little dragon.

After placing the little dragon on the stone bed, Ying Huai took out a lot of things from the storage ring and began to decorate the primitive stone house.

He sincerely wanted to repay his kindness without any distracting thoughts.

The girl lay on the soft animal skin mat with a graceful figure, her white tiger skin skirt pushed upwards, her legs were white and slender, and her ankles were as exquisite as jade.

Ying Huai covered Xu Baoer with a soft silk quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to remove the black mark left on her face after being struck by lightning, and the white curly hair that stood up finally fell down.

The little dragon sleeps peacefully and looks very well-behaved.

The vast and endless stone mountain has no sign of life at all, it is all just rocks.

Ying Huai stood outside the house, once again shocked by the little dragon's house-building skills. Whose house is built on the top of a rugged mountain instead of halfway up the mountain?

Oh, thinking about the little dragon, everything suddenly made sense.

"This place is full of spiritual energy, why is there no sign of life?"

Ying Huai looked around, waved his palm downwards, scorching golden light flashed, and invisible aura rushed to his palm.

This mountain is indeed different.

Ying Huai followed the abnormal aura and arrived halfway up the mountain, feeling a strong vibration beneath the ground.

Demon elimination seal.

As Ying Huai flicked his fingers, a huge formation appeared. It turns out that hundreds of years ago, the demon lord suppressed by the ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas was sealed here.

"Rong Jing."

Ying Huai knelt down and saw the Demon Lord Rong Jing who was sealed under the demon-killing seal formation through the layers of stones.

Rong Jing was wearing a platinum round-collar robe, her long hair was disheveled, and her hands and feet were bound by invisible magic chains.

Rong Jing seemed to feel very embarrassed and didn't bother to talk to Ying Huai. The red mark on his forehead was looming, and his eyes were extremely fierce.

"You have swallowed up all the spiritual energy here, drying up all things. The conflict between spiritual energy and demonic energy will greatly reduce your magic power." Ying Huai was confused, wondering why Rong Jing would do such a thing that was harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.

"Humph." Rong Jing's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if he thought of something, and became furious.

"That's all, you can't be willful this time."

Ying Huai sighed softly, and saw his hands forming seals, hanging in the air, golden light spreading in all directions, and his wide sleeves fluttering.

A golden light jumped into the air, fell on the rocks, and quickly attacked Rong Jing, like a net sucking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Ying Huai, you have actually reached the Mahayana realm."

Compared with your own failure, your opponent's success is more uncomfortable. Rong Jing was so angry that her whole body felt uncomfortable, and her hands on the ground were shaking.

The spiritual energy swallowed by Rong Jing spread out, and the originally rocky and barren mountain gradually began to recover its spiritual energy.

"Ying Huai, what is your relationship with that bad dragon!"

Rong Jing vaguely smelled the smell of the bad dragon and became even more angry.

Ying Huai fell to the ground, and the formation that counterattacked the spiritual energy continued. He was very curious about the grudges between Rong Jing and the little dragon, and what the little dragon had done to make Rong Jing hate her so much.

"What did she do to you?"

Rong Jing was too lazy to answer Ying Huai, who would tell his opponent those embarrassing things.

He, the majestic Demon Lord, was actually plotted against by a little dragon that had not transformed.

After being suppressed here by the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the abundant spiritual energy suppressed the demonic energy in Rong Jing's body. Rong Jing's magic weapons were scattered around, well hidden.

Until one day, a small dragon appeared here and robbed all his magic weapons.

He also formed a master-servant spiritual contract with him.

He, the majestic Demon Lord, actually became the spiritual servant of a little dragon.

Rong Jing would rather lose 800 to himself than kill 1,000 enemies to teach the bad dragon who happily digs out his magic weapon every day.

He directly absorbed all the spiritual energy on the mountain, and from then on the mountain became a barren mountain.

Without the blessing of spiritual energy, the little bad dragon's mana has not increased, and Rong Jing is tortured by spiritual energy every day.

Hurt each other.

"Ying Huai, help me kill that bad dragon, and I will give you the Azure Dragon Sword."

The Azure Dragon Sword is an ancient divine sword that originally belonged to the Dragon Clan. Because a certain dragon clan leader fell in love with the demon priest, he gave the Azure Dragon Sword to the demon priest and never got it back.

From then on, the dragon clan and the demon world were at odds with each other.

"No, I can't kill her."

At the moment when the ten-thousand-year thunder catastrophe fell, Ying Huai and Xu Baoer were interdependent in fate. Unless they repaid their debt, they were destined to be entangled.

Sure enough, after the spiritual energy was released, Ying Huai felt better physically.

"Get lost." Seeing that Ying Huai didn't agree to anything, Rong Jing turned against him and sat cross-legged on the ground, resisting the urge to run away.

Ying Huai thought to himself that this little dragon was really capable, and actually made Rong Jing hand over the Azure Dragon Sword to kill her.

What bad thing did she do to make Rong Jing hate her so much?

Ying Huai turned back to the stone house. The barren mountain, which was originally rugged and rocky, now became full of vitality due to the sudden burst of spiritual energy.

If your aura is too strong, you may attract others to covet you.

Ying Huai twisted his wrist lightly and raised his palm upward, instantly forming an indestructible barrier.

When he walked into the house, the evil little dragon was still sleeping.

"Little Jiaolong, what did you do to Rong Jing?" Ying Huai used the True Truth Technique again.

"Who is Rong Jing?"

The soft voice, the unconscious murmur, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow on the face.

Ying Huai was dumbfounded. This little dragon had done something bad and he didn't know who the victim was.

If Rong Jing knew about it, he would definitely be stunned.

Suddenly, the barrier moved slightly. Ying Huai took out the Kunlun Mirror, waved his hand, and saw a group of small dragons at the foot of the mountain.

"Ah, is this Xu Baoer's home? Did we go to the wrong place?"

"It's so full of spiritual energy, but it's a pity that I can't absorb it." A small dragon beat wildly across the barrier, its golden vertical pupils showing greedy eyes.

"After Xu Baoer died in Kunlun Mountain, her house suddenly exploded with spiritual energy. Don't grab it from me, it's all mine."

As soon as these words were spoken, a group of small dragons struggled together.

Cheng Wei looked at the lush mountains, surrounded by abundant aura, thoughtfully.

This group of people was originally here to carve up this barren mountain. Even if it is a barren mountain, you can take it as your own and pile up debris.

Seeing the scene inside the Kunlun Mirror, the expression on Ying Huai's face was hard to describe. How many people has this little dragon offended? There are enemies everywhere.

She is also quite capable.

"What good thing is this?"

The voice was dazed and a little excited.

The little dragon sat up and stared at the Kunlun mirror in front of Ying Huai, his golden eyes shining.

The next second, Ying Huai felt the little white dragon wrap around her waist. She was so excited that she turned into an animal shape.

"This is mine too."

"..."

Ying Huai could vaguely guess what this little dragon did to Rong Jing. Did she take advantage of the situation and rob Rong Jing?