() The house where Qiulong lives is actually piled up with pure Netherworld Crystals.

Judging from the size of the house, Netherworld Crystal may be less than 2,000 yuan. This old dragon can really enjoy it.

"Here, I will contribute my old nest to Dingyoushan! You must be worthy of my house." Qiulong said carelessly.

"Qiulong, you are so handsome!" Yang Yuhuan suddenly kissed Qiulong's dragon's mouth.

"This, Sister Yuhuan, although I, Qiulong, is still a virgin. You took away my first kiss." Seeing Yang Yuhuan's appearance, Qiulong knew that she was about to come out of the death shadow of Haotian and Qin Linglong, so he simply teased Yang Yuhuan for a while.

Qiulong couldn't get out of Yinying for a while, after all, his feelings for Haotian and Qin Linglong were not comparable to Yang Yuhuan.

Yang Yuhuan only admires and respects, while Qiulong is mixed with family affection.

"It's the first time for me, you won't suffer any losses!" Yang Yuhuan said with a smile.

"What's the difference between our soul beasts? But the spiritual soul beasts are different. This is a kind of torture. I can only combine with the spiritual soul beast, but I am the only spiritual soul beast in the underworld. Who do I combine with?"

"Why can only be combined with the spiritual soul beast? As long as it is a soul body, it's fine?" Yang Yuhuan was very puzzled.

"I am a creature composed of pure spiritual soul silk, which is different from the body condensed by your soul silk. Do you think you can give birth to a child? Besides, I have never heard of a soul beast or spiritual soul beast getting married!"

"Oh! Then will you die?" Yang Yuhuan asked.

"I don't know! Anyway, it should have been tens of thousands of years since I was born and I haven't died yet!"

"If you can die, there is still hope! If you can't die, then it will be miserable!" Yang Yuhuan touched the residence of Qiulong built by Netherworld Crystal and said seriously.

"How do you say this?"

"You are just a spiritual soul beast. You can think of nothing without spiritual intelligence. You have spiritual intelligence, haha, you are miserable."

"Misa, miserable, miserable! What does my miserable business have to do with you? You should collect this house and go back to Dingyou Mountain to practice!" Qiulong suddenly wanted to get angry.

"Okay, I won't say it!" Yang Yuhuan took out the space pocket and was about to put Qiulong's residence in. While installing it, he asked, "Qiu Da Qiang, what else is there besides this Netherworld Crystal House?"

"You are greedy! This house was built by me because I thought Netherworld Crystal was fun. I had no other use for this thing, such as the various elixirs you want, magic weapons, and other things, I definitely don't have it! I want those things that are useless."

"I love you, a rich man, is just an empty house, just such a Netherworld Crystal house?"

"What else do you want? I have so many Netherworld Crystals to form a force including Netherworld Emperor! What do you live in with that space pocket? You can't put it in! Netherworld Crystals are not ordinary things and are difficult to compress. This depends on the soul-condensing bag, which can be done."

Qiulong held the remaining soul silk balls of Haotian and Qin Linglong with one hand, took out the soul condensation bag with the other hand, and pulled his hand, and his house was put into the soul condensation bag.

"Huh? Isn't the soul-condensing bag also a space pocket? Why does it work? My space pocket cannot do it?" Yang Yuhuan was very puzzled.

"Can your space pocket be compared with the Soul Condensation Bag? Soul Condensation Bag is a natural thing. Do you understand it? It is born and grown by nature and formed by natural forces. Your broken bag is just a space for demons. If your bag catches up with the Soul Condensation Bag, we should not seek revenge on demons. The cultivation of demons has long gone against the will of demons. How can we take revenge?"

"I understand! Qiu Da Qian! We still have great hope to kill the demons now! Let's go! You have nothing else to search!"

"With your and my cultivation, is there hope? Hope is full of weeds in the fields."

"Okay! We need to practice hard to have hope!" Yang Yuhuan said quickly.

In fact, Qiulong was dead because Haotian and Qin Linglong had no place to vent, and now he finally couldn't hold it in, so he vented in a different way. Unfortunately, Qiulong didn't know it.

How long has Yang Yuhuan lived? How could she not understand Qiulong’s current mentality? So she said good things.

"Let's go, rich man, don't be sentenced to prison, okay? We also need to go to Dingyou Mountain to bury Haotian and Qin Linglong!"

"Sister Yuhuan," Qiulong also found that he was a little out of control. "I will send you back to Dingyou Mountain and bury your master and his master's wife, I will destroy the Youlinhai."

"I have moved the house, where are you going to go back? We'll be with us in Dingyou Mountain. We'll do things together in the future!" Yang Yuhuan didn't want such a right-hand assistant to disappear for nothing.

"I want to go back to the Deyoulin Sea and condense a little soul thread alone to see if I can find the master and the master's wife floating in the air. I want to chat with them."

"Okay, let's do it! Let's go back to Dingyou Mountain first!" According to Yang Yuhuan's idea, when Qiulong arrives at Dingyou Mountain, he will find a way to let him stay.

"We may have to go around a little far. I used to fly around and knew that there were fewer trees. Although it was farther, it might be faster than shortcuts."

"I'm not familiar with the destruction of the Youxianghai, so you can go as you say you can go!"

"Okay, let's go now!"

Qiulong took Yang Yuhuan and walked towards the Miyan forest in the opposite direction.

As expected, as Qiulong said, there are fewer trees on the road and they walk very quickly.

After nearly three or four hours of leaving, Qiulong suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong? A big rich man?" Now Qiulong has become a big rich man in Yang Yuhuan's mouth.

"Look at it." Qiulong held the soul silk ball with one hand and pointed forward with the other hand.

"It's nothing, isn't it just that there are fewer trees and more open space?" Yang Yuhuan looked and found nothing.

"The road we are walking has few trees, but there will definitely be no large open space. There is no danger. It is better to go around it, that is, walk for a few more hours." After saying that, Qiulong turned his head and headed in another direction.

Since meeting demons, Qiulong felt that he was not very familiar with destroying the secluded forest. He felt that there was danger, so he could avoid it if he could.

"It's just a few more hours! We are in a hurry to practice! Don't delay it, it's better if we die, and it's more peaceful. No need to think about other things." Yang Yuhuan inexplicably insisted on following the path ahead.

"Okay! I'm tired of living too! Without my master and my master's wife, I'm afraid I can't control myself and I'll be slaying again!" Qiulong said the truth. Haotian is there, and he really dares not do bad things. Because Haotian seems to be able to destroy him at any time.

Qiulong turned back, held the soul silk ball in both hands, and continued forward with Yang Yuhuan.

Finally arrived in front of the open space, an open space appeared in the eyes of Qiulong and Yang Yuhuan.

"Look, nothing? We saved a few more hours to practice!" Yang Yuhuan also deliberately ran to the open space and jumped.

"It's really okay!" Qiulong held the soul silk ball and tried to jump a few times to play.

It’s okay for Yang Yuhuan to jump twice, but it’s different for Qiulong to jump twice.
Chapter completed!