Chapter 1236: Welcome back
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The Emperor Summoning System
- Righteousness
- 667 characters
- 2021-03-03 11:31:15
"Alas?"
When the fluffy Xingling Xiaoxuan jumped out of Li Shi's hands, the phantom in the golden bell was suddenly horrified.
Even it does not know why it is so afraid of such a cute little creature.
Xiaoxuan curiously walked around the golden clock, his eyes gleaming at the fantasy inside.
Huan didn't speak anymore, but looked at Xiao Xuan with a guarded face.
"I really want to see how many Dao Qi Crystals can be produced after the Nine Fiends of the Primordial Ancients are swallowed..."
Li Shi touched his chin like a butcher looking at the lamb to be slaughtered.
Huan shuddered suddenly, and tremblingly said: "You, what do you want to do?!"
The corner of Li Shi's mouth ticked and asked Venerable Samantabhadra to release Jin Zhong.
Jin Zhong turned into golden light and dispersed, and Huan ran away immediately.
But no matter how fast it ran, how could it be faster than Xiao Xuan.
"Swallow it for me!"
Xiao Xuan narrowed his eyes and roared in a low voice.
"Alas--"
Huan looked back, and found that a big mouth of blood had come behind her ass.
An extremely strong suction force drags its body inward like a black hole.
"No--"
Huan let out a tragic scream, and the whole figure entered Xiao Xuan's belly.
Xiao Xuan burped slightly on Li Shi's shoulder.
"puff--"
The small mouth opened slightly, but two things were spit out at the same time.
One is the brown crystal of the waste grade Dao Qi.
It seems that the illusion of the illusion seems to be powerful, and its actual realm is not high, it is just the weirdness of the illusion.
Li Shi originally thought that he would be able to produce a few more crystals, but that seemed to be the case.
He put away the crystal and looked at another thing.
With a simple tripod body and familiar tripod pattern, Li Shi knew in a flash that he had finally found what he wanted.
Jiezhou Ding!
He tremblingly stretched out his hand to Minshu Ding, his expression on his face was more nervous than ever.
As soon as his hand touched the cauldron, the entire small cauldron radiated radiant light, as if expressing intimacy.
Li Shi closed his eyes slightly, and his divine sense entered the space inside the cauldron.
There was nothing in the space, only a black dragon hovering in the void.
The black dragon is winding, and the golden dragon horn on top is very eye-catching.
If there is a horn, it is Yinglong.
Li Shi's body of consciousness stood on top of the black dragon's head, touching the dragon's horn with both hands.
Li Shi's sad sigh resounded in the void: "Wake up."
The huge dragon eyes suddenly opened, and a clear dragon sound shook the void.
"expensive--"
Ying Long hovered in the air for several times before suddenly turning into a black light and falling in front of Li Shi.
The black light dissipated, and an overwhelming shadow appeared in front of Li Shi.
There was a wisp of playfulness on the face of the white goose egg.
The small golden bump in the center of her forehead symbolizes that she is the incarnation of Yinglong.
The black palace dress fits on her graceful body just right, exuding strange charm all the time.
She smiled slightly, and the whole space seemed to brighten up.
"Hehe, do you miss me?"
She thought that Li Shi would still be like before, showing a look of disgust.
Unexpectedly, Li Shi's eyes were reddish, and he nodded silently: "Yes."
She was taken aback for a moment, and she seemed a little uncomfortable with Li Shi's affection.
"Hey you......"
She wanted to say something, but her body was suddenly embraced by Li Shi.
Li Shi's gentle voice sounded near his ears: "Welcome back, Ao Xun..."
Perhaps for the people of Li Shi and Qiankunxing, this time has not passed long.
But for the remnant soul of Ao Xun who was sleeping in the Jiezhou Ding, twenty years have passed.
Twenty years later, Ao Xun finally returned to Li Shi.
Ao Xun was slightly startled, his eyes suddenly moist, and his hands were tightly wrapped around Li Shi's waist.
The two figures fit closely in the air, seeming to never separate.