After binding the system, I caught the villain in the comprehension world

The little black dragon became extremely huge. Luo Qingyu sat on the dragon's head, holding the dragon's horns with both hands, and was carried by the black dragon to fly in the sky.

"There is a huge heaven-level formation here."

There are many high-level spiritual plants around!

If you take out any of the spiritual plants here casually, you will probably lose your head.

The little black dragon was very excited, "There's a lot of food here, wife, do you like it? I'll pick it all for you."

Luo Qingyu: "..."

"This is not good," he persuaded, "Chu Han, we shouldn't just sneak into other people's places to steal food."

The black dragon flew him towards a tall sky-level spiritual tree in the distance.

On the huge tree, there is a golden fruit hanging alone, which seems to have just ripened.

"This is the Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit, a snack of the Dragon Clan. It only grows in the land of the Dragon Clan. Why is it here?" Luo Qingyu saw the fruit, and the name and use of the fruit came to mind.

This kind of fruit is as hard as iron, and ordinary monks can't eat it at all. Dragons have excellent teeth, and they can eat more than a dozen of them when they are crunchy.

The snacks of the dragon clan can only be effective if the dragon clan eats them.

Unexpectedly, Hua Wumian quietly raised a tree.

The black dragon walked around the fist-sized Tianxin dragon blood fruit and said, "Wife, do you want to eat it?"

The Phoenix family doesn't eat this fruit, but Luo Qingyu is his wife, so naturally he wants to share it with his wife.

Luo Qingyu shook his head and refused, "I won't eat."

Phoenix doesn't have such good teeth either!

The black dragon stared eagerly at the snacks of the Dragon Clan, with the desire in his blood, "Why, I really want to eat it, I want to eat it in one bite."

Luo Qingyu was too scared, "Chu Han, don't be impulsive!"

He was afraid that the black dragon would be misbehaving at this time, so he blushed and said, "Honey, stop playing, I won't eat, let's go out, I'm afraid!"

The black dragon was not reconciled, "But this is a snack for the dragon race, why is it here for the human race?"

Luo Qingyu also didn't understand that the Tianxin Dragon Blood Tree only existed in the Dragon Clan, Hua Wumian wouldn't sneak into the Dragon Clan and steal it back, right?

But this thing is useless to the human race?What are you stealing for?

The little black dragon quietly scratched off most of the spiritual fruit with his dragon nails, and swallowed it directly, satisfied, "I'll take you home."

Luo Qingyu: "..."

What's the difference between stealing half of the Taoist and eating one?

The aura of the Tianxin dragon blood fruit began to drain.

Luo Qingyu noticed that the restriction was touched, and said quickly: "Go!"

The little black dragon's body heaved up and down, and the shiny black began to slowly turn into gold.

"Okay, let's go back." Heilong said a little drowsily.

Before Luo Qingyu could care about anything in the future, he realized that the scene in front of him had changed again, and then one person and one dragon appeared on the bed.

"Chu Han!" Luo Qingyu was very nervous. He watched the little black dragon in his palm slowly turn golden, and then closed his eyes.

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Hua Wumian opened the barrier of the formation with her hands, and quickly flew towards the Tianxin dragon blood fruit tree.

The fruit is finally ripe.

Thinking of the fruit tree he obtained by sneaking into the Dragon Clan with great difficulty, this moment was what he was waiting for.

As long as you find an alchemist and refine the fruit into a elixir, you can improve your blood.

He slowly stopped under the Tianxin Dragon Blood Tree, looked at the only fruit on the tree, stretched out his hand to pick it off, and suddenly his expression changed.

"who is it!"

Who cut off half of the fruit!

Hua Wumian's face was extremely ugly, and he was furious.

Could it be that he really doesn't deserve to improve his bloodline and can only be a flower demon in his life?

Hua Wumian's eyes were constantly changing from black to weird blue, as if she was suppressing something.

Song Qianzhi followed closely behind, opened the restraint, saw Hua Wumian collapsed and sad, and wanted to step forward to comfort her.

He remembered that he was Wen Heng now.

"Yaoyaojiu, I want to violate the rules once and change back to Song Qianzhi, is that okay?" he asked.

Yaoyao was silent for a moment, "It's only 15 minutes, one hundred points will be deducted, and the current host points are zero, and the system owes one hundred."

"understood."

Song Qianzhi changed back to his original appearance in an instant and stepped into the restriction.

This time, Hua Wumian did not drive him away.

He found that Hua Wumian's eyes turned a strange blue color, and his spiritual power began to rush around.

Crazy?

Hua Wumian's blue eyes slowly turned back to black, and she fell to the ground, "It's gone,"

"Qianzhi doesn't want me anymore, and now he doesn't even have the Tianxin Dragon Blood Fruit."

What is left of him?

Song Qianzhi knelt in front of Hua Wumian, stretched out his hands to hold her cheek, and coaxed, "Wumian, I'm here."

Hua Wumian looked at Song Qianzhi absent-mindedly, and said angrily, "Where did you go! Didn't you want me?"

"I'm sorry." Song Qianzhi hugged him tightly, "I didn't want you, and I dare not want you."

"You lied!" Hua Wumian missed every night when Song Qian was there, and also missed the days of relying on Song Qian.

He has no way to lose this person for a long time.

Song Qianzhi took a deep breath of the fragrance in his bosom, and his mind was slightly in a trance.

Some violent images resurfaced again, trying to affect his reason again.

He gritted his teeth, bit his tongue hard, and awakened his reason, "What happened? Tell me? I will find a way to help you solve it?"

Hua Wumian held a Tianxin dragon blood fruit that had been cut in half, and said sadly: "A thief ate my fruit."

With tears in his eyes, he said sadly, "This is what I want to eat."

Hua Wumian would occasionally be a little nervous in front of him, angry and crying for a while, Song Qian had long been used to it.

Song Qianzhi looked at the fruit as hard as a rock, and silently praised his wife's teeth are so good!

"Eat directly?" He asked cautiously.

"To refine elixir, find a trustworthy alchemist." Hua Wumian was extremely well-behaved at this moment, not as aggressive as before.

When Song Qianzhi saw the golden fruit, he suspected that it was the little black dragon Chu Han who did it!

Although he took the opportunity to hug his wife, brothers can't steal from sister-in-law!

Go back and teach this ignorant little black dragon a good lesson!

"How about this, let's put it in a box first, and barely keep the aura, can half a pill be used to refine the elixir?" He asked nicely.

Hua Wumian nodded, "Yes."

I just don't know if the medicine can change his blood.

He thought of his blood problem, stared at Song Qianzhi, "Has your temperament changed recently?"

"I... I shouldn't have it, right?" It was all the devil's fault, now that there is no monster, will it be okay?

Song Qianzhi wanted to say something but found that 15 minutes passed so quickly!

He is not willing!

"Mianmian, listen to me, I will definitely find a way for you to eat this fruit, please don't be sad?" He held Hua Wumian's cheek in both hands, leaned over and kissed cherishingly, "You Sad, and I will be sad too.”

"You lie, you don't love me at all, you don't treat me well at all, you don't feel sad at all, you just want to see me sad." Hua Wumian retorted subconsciously.

Song Qianzhi wanted to say something else, but the system had already started counting down.

He had no choice but to relax, "Wait for me..."

[Author's Note: So what kind of flower demon is Mianmian? 】