"Hey, if you can control your black feathers and not attack me and my dragon, I will tell you." Ling Luo was still afraid of the golden-crowned black eagle.

Xuanyuan Yu nodded, and a light golden light in his peach blossom eyes tightly locked the eyes of the black eagle in his hand. The golden vortex rotated. Soon, Heiyu stopped struggling and his eyes became more harmonious.

Seeing this, Ling Luo opened his palm with peace of mind, and the crystal clear red fire beads flashed with a quiet light.

"This is the Fire-Sealing Bead. To be precise, it is not called the Fire-Sealing Bead, but a dragon element of the ancient extreme fire dragon, with its dragon soul sealed here."

Xuanyuan Yu had long heard of the matter of Fenghuozhu, but he could not have imagined that the truth was so.

"Divine Dragon? Or the Extreme Fire Dragon!" Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but exclaim, "Luo'er, your luck is really great."

"This is not luck." Ling Luo's eyes fell on the red fire seal beads, with a faint sadness in his voice, "This is what my mother earned with her life."

An apology flashed through Xuanyuan Yu's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, it reminds you of sad things."

"Nothing." Ling Luo shook his head, but his heart was not calm.

Mu Yuling, this mother with great talent, even though she was born, she entered the ancient tomb alone, and was seriously injured.

Every time she touched this bead, Ling Luo could feel Mu Yuling's longing and passed it to her body through the extreme fire essence.

"A few days ago, the dragon soul in the Fire Pearl took shape for the first time, and I signed a contract with this dragon soul."

Xuanyuan Yu's deep eyes fell on the Fire-Sealing Bead, his eyes full of exploration. He stretched out a hand to touch the mysterious bead.

"Don't touch!" Ling Luo was startled, held the fire sealing bead tightly, and received it from behind, and said in a deep voice, "Do you remember that His Highness Qi's arm was burned by touching the fire sealing bead in the palace a few days ago?"

Xuanyuan Yu was stunned, then he realized it and said, "Chen Moxuan touched the Fire Pearl?"

"Before I touched it, I was injured by the black extreme fire released by my dragon soul."

Xuanyuan Yu's hand froze for a moment and slowly took it back. He was already a golden body and he still touched the strongest extreme fire. Isn't this a matter of nothing to seek abuse?

"And, my dragon it-" Ling Luo coughed slightly awkwardly.

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with your dragon?"

Ling Luo's eyelids drooped slightly. After a lot of inner struggle, he decided to say it: "It's a little cheap."

At this time, Hei Yu seemed to feel something. He rubbed against Xuanyuan Yu, his eyes fell on the fire seal bead, full of condemnation. Looking at its expression, it seemed to be complaining.

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help laughing on his face. At the end, he finally couldn't hold it in. He laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, Luo'er, you really took over a top-quality dragon."

Ling Luo breathed helplessly.

"No wonder, Heiyu is really a child, unable to withstand teasing or excitement."

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu talked about the bone hairpin and dragon bones. Before he could finish his words, he heard a commotion at the gate of Yuling Pavilion.

Ling Ziying, the eldest son of the Ling Mansion, hurriedly broke into Yuling Pavilion with a pair of people and horses.
Chapter completed!