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Poor son, head home early.

The dragon clan, who had almost nothing, had to be sensible early.

Guifeng comforted Xiao Bai: "With me, don't be afraid."

Xiao Bailong nodded very obediently, waiting for everything to face next.

Guifeng didn't just say soothing words at random. He relied on himself to fight back, and Xiao Bailong was able to make ice for himself when he was so weak. Now even if the little white dragon has to suffer, with him here, it is not only one or two that can be relieved.

Meng Xiaoni stretched out her hand to hook the little guy's cheek: "Looking back and getting better, go and beat King Yama to vent your anger. Let him confuse you and come to Mohe to play."

Xiao Bailong was amused on the spot: "Yeah."

Whether you can't beat it is another way to say that you have to fight a game.

Qin Lingjun watched from the side and didn't say much. She tried not to disturb the little white dragon as much as possible, and walked in front of the little guy again.

Xiao Bailong smiled at Qin Lingjun: "I'm ready."

Qin Lingjun nodded, silently stretched out his finger, and clicked on Xiao Bailong's brow.

As if the fingertips were lightly tapped on the surface of the water, a ripple was started. With Xiao Bailong's eyebrows as the center, a lot of cold air spread out, swaying in circles, scouring everything around.

Xiao Bailong's braids were completely unraveled at this moment, and his short hair was blown in the air by the cold air, revealing his smooth forehead and white neck.

He was courageous, but he couldn't help but close it, trying to make himself resist this wind.

The wind is very strong, no matter who is on the side, will suffer this latest wave of shock.

Meng Xiaoni lowered her head to grab the little green next to her and hugged her tightly.

Little Green looked nervous, she didn't dare to blink her eyes, staring at Xiao Bailong for fear of something wrong with him.

Qin Lingjun raised his head and looked at the sky, his face was rare and solemn.

She knew that Meng Xiaoni hadn't quarreled with her, just because she knew this bit of suffering, it would be good for anyone present, even Xiao Bailong. So she must not let Meng Xiaoni down.

She can't make any mistakes, she must be cautious, careful, and protect this last dragon vein.

Inspiring heaven and earth is not just a few simple words.

The sky is fragile, and Qin Lingjun wants to make a small opening in this fragile sky.

She aimed at the sky that was originally unremarkable, opened her hand, five and two fingers, turned into a sword, and pierced the sky.

There is no sun, no moon, and thousands of miles of stars.

The original quiet and beautiful front of the sky, like a broken mirror, had a few cracks and split into several large pieces. And in the middle of these cracks, there was a tiny hole faintly, revealing its traces.

Qin Lingjun frowned slightly, his face whitened by two points.

She led the way with a sword in her hand, supported with her other hand, and controlled the cyclone that emerged from the tip of the hole, sliding to the center of Xiao Bailong's eyebrows.

Pulling the thread, how much you can get next, and what reaction you will have depends on Xiao Bailong himself.

Days will be automatically repaired. With such guidance, Qin Lingjun didn't dare to alarm the way of heaven. As soon as the cracks appeared, they quickly recovered from the edge area. The hole in the center, where the cyclone was visible to the naked eye, is now slowly shrinking.

Meng Xiaoni looked up at the sky.

Things are far and near, so cyclones that can be seen with the naked eye are actually not small.

That surging air, with a frightening momentum, finally turned into a tiny one, slowly falling to Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong didn't feel very uncomfortable either.

His forehead rose a little, and his whole body gradually became cold.

Xiao Bailong opened his eyes, a little curious in his eyes.

Once he got used to the current situation, he felt that the courage he had plucked up just now seemed a bit too exaggerated. He thought he would be like his father Guifeng, burning the whole person in a daze.

Seeing Xiao Bailong open his eyes, Xiao Lu felt no pain at all, and was a little relieved.

He leaned against the little white dragon and tried to use his little fleshy hand to grab the little white dragon's little fleshy hand.

Upon seeing this, Meng Xiaoni leaned to Guifeng.

A family of four got together and the atmosphere was good.

Qin Lingjun retracted his hand and quietly looked at the situation of the little white dragon in front of him, predicting in his heart how much power the little white dragon could control eventually.

Time passed by every minute and every second. For the few present, every second was like a year, not to mention that they had to count and count time.

Little Green asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling okay?"

However, the momentum of the cold air was too strong, and he poured it into his mouth in one breath. Xiaolu had no time to react, swallowed, then was sluggish for half a second, and started to hiccup.

"Hiccup--" Xiaolu nervously covered her mouth, but she trembled again regularly.

The original serious scene, which was mixed by Xiaolu's accident, suddenly became funny.

Xiao Bailong felt that he was fine, and couldn't help but giggled when he saw Xiao Lu covering his mouth there and hiccuping.

With this smile, even Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng put down their snacks.

The dragon's physique is really strong.

After a while, Xiao Bailong finally felt that his body was going up a little bit, and at the same time he felt cold.

He twisted a little, and then asked seriously: "Am I going to become a dragon?"

Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng glanced at each other, thought a little, and nodded one after another.

It might be simpler to take the dragon body, and get used to it later.

The little white dragon got permission and suddenly became his prototype, a little white dragon with wings. At this moment, his body gradually grew bigger with a completely unscientific progress.

The dragon's horns on the forehead grew slowly, the scales on the body spread from the junction of the head and the body toward the tip of the tail, and the four claws stretched out and gradually sharpened. The pair of meat wings, which were originally only decorative, grew a faint layer of feathers and slowly unfolded.

The snow-white dragon gradually grew up from its early childhood, and is now approaching youth.

Guifeng's human form could no longer hug him easily, so he had to throw the little white dragon into the air.

Xiao Bailong's eyes were orange-yellow, and it was extremely ignorant in the deep eyes of the amber sea. When he got into the air, suddenly he had inherited the dragon's instinct, fluttered his wings slightly, and hovered there.

He easily learned to fly.

The present collectively looked at Xiao Bailong.

Xiaolu was also taken aback by this development. If it weren't for a shake after a while, she almost forgot that she was still hiccuping.

Bailong is so beautiful.

When it was originally reduced, the clear amber eyes that could only be seen by nearby people, after being enlarged countless times, with the innocence of a childish dazedness, they were as beautiful as two treasures. The pupil-colored edges that stand up in the treasure, as well as wave-like rays.

The dragon horns that grew up suddenly were white and shiny, like opaque smooth jade.

The slender dragon body, with regular dragon scales, can completely cure people's obsessive-compulsive disorder. Things that are too beautiful can't arouse people's fear of dense scales. I only think that things that look like shells and scales make people happy when they look at them.

As for the snow-white wings, it seems as if an angel is alive, there are no flaws, and the holiness is only visible in a dream.

The claws are sharp, and the dragon teeth are also sharp.

But this sharpness carries a violent aesthetic.

Who would not like such a white dragon?

Such a creation really makes people confused how God can bear to destroy such a race.

The longan closed and opened.

The dragon that had grown to a certain extent finally felt the cold on his body. Whether it was the hair and beard on his face, or the feathers on his wings, he gradually accumulated ice crystals like broken stars.

Seeing this scene, Guifeng waved his hand subconsciously, lighting up eight fire lamps around the air.

Brightly lit, with a warmth, roasting the white dragon in the center, making him quietly breathe out air-conditioning with joy.

The air-conditioning almost froze, and when it touched the warm light, it immediately turned into drops of water and fell.

Meng Xiaoni leaned her head to the side: "How come you spit when you are happy."

Little Bailong: "..."

He didn't! Don't slander him!

A smile appeared on the corners of Guifeng's lips, adding eight more lights to Xiao Bailong.

At the end of the sky, the fragments were no longer visible, and the hole that was originally pierced was nowhere to be seen. At the center of Xiao Bailong's forehead, he accepted the last bit of aura and finally ended this compulsive growth.

Of course, acceptance is only the beginning, and the subsequent integration and cold resistance are the real uncomfortable things Xiao Bailong has to face.

At this moment, much of the snow accumulated on the decent surface has been turned into water and penetrated into the soil below it. The muddy soil is obviously not suitable for standing people.

They had to change positions and chose to stand on some rocks that could not be submerged by snow.

The little white dragon was roasting in the air, feeling the power in his body, and his consciousness gradually became dull, similar to the ghost and phoenix in the state of high fever. He felt that he didn't grow longer anymore, and he became a again after thinking about it.

After becoming a human being, he was about to fall, and Xiao Bailong approached them a bit.

Qin Lingjun retired first and couldn't bear the baking of those lamps.

Meng Xiaoni didn't want to leave, but Guifeng saw her face turned red within two seconds and urged her: "You and Qin Lingjun are with you."

Xiaolu immediately struggled to land in her arms: "I can stay here, I'm not afraid of getting hot."

He is afraid of fire, but if it gets hotter, he is not afraid.

Meng Xiaoni could only follow Qin Lingjun to the side, sighing: "Human bodies are really not good."

Qin Lingjun: "It's okay."

Little Bailong was unable to think anymore, only consciously wanted to lean against the existence he was close to.

He turned into a human, and finally stood in front of the landed little green.

The little Bailong nowadays is no longer a child. With a long hair and shawl, he is as tall as Guifeng’s chest, just like a teenager. The delicate eyebrows, eyes and nose, because of the characteristics of the dragon clan, look like white jade.

He took a few steps forward, and because he hadn't been able to get used to himself who was a size bigger at all, he fell on a flat ground and plunged into Xiaolu.

Little Green's eyes widened, and she was full of arms when she was hit by the little white dragon who leaped over.

It's cold.

Little Green shivered, stretched out her small hands, and hugged Xiao Bailong earnestly.

He is not afraid of cold.

Guifeng knew about Xiao Bailong's situation and knew that now he was instilling his power into Xiao Bailong. It was very possible that both he and Xiao Bailong would be affected.

He put his hand on the top of Little Green's head and sighed softly, "Thank you."

Xiaolu felt the warmth on top of her head immediately spread all over her body.

He was hot all over, like a human-shaped warm baby.

Little Green squinted her eyes and moved closer to Little Bailong, softly responding, "Brother Xiaobai can do it, so can I."

Two children hug each other, and friendship is visible.

Meng Xiaoni watched this scene and whispered to Qin Lingjun: "It's worth living."

Qin Lingjun looked at it the same way: "What you said is."