Feeling the stickiness all over his body, Yuan Qing subconsciously used a purification spell, and the cassock that was soaked with sweat instantly became brand new.
Just looking at the long hair hanging down, his cold eyes showed confusion.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or do you have a headache? Do you want me to help you up?" Seeing that Yuan Qing had been looking at his hair, Bai Cha thought he was feeling uncomfortable, so he squatted in front of Yuan Qing and asked with concern.
Looking into Bai Cha's concerned eyes, he swallowed the words he was about to answer and changed his words with a smile: "I'm sorry, Xiao Bai."
As he spoke, he placed his hand on Bai Cha's soft palm.
The soft and warm palm is not as illusory as the soul.
He really held Xiaobai's hand.
Thinking of this, Yuan Qing squeezed Bai Cha's palm harder and harder.
Bai Cha looked at Yuan Qing distressedly.
Although the little monk didn't say anything, he must be extremely uncomfortable now, otherwise why would he hold himself so hard?
The giant dragon lay on the white bones, its huge claws playing with the skull.
Tsk~
He shook hands and was so polite. After all, he had been a monk and was so honest.
Yuan Qing stood up and was a head taller than Bai Cha.
It was clearly Bai Cha who was supporting him, but it looked like he was holding her.
"Are you feeling better now?" Bai Cha asked, raising his head.
Yuan Qing said nothing, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his face remained pale.
Bai Cha thought he was still uncomfortable, so she didn't pull her hand away and let him hold it.
The giant dragon blew out a breath of dragon breath.
He was really stupid just now to think that this monk was honest, this monk obviously knew how to play well!
Not wanting to see the two of them wilting in front of him anymore, the giant dragon snorted coldly: "Stand still, I'll take you out."
"Thank you so much, senior."
Yuan Qing looked at the giant dragon with complex eyes.
During the transmission of cultivation, he accidentally saw part of the dragon's memory. Although it was not much, it was enough for him to understand the dragon's true purpose of marrying Dihua.
Yes, the so-called truth is not that he wanted to keep Bingtihua as his companion.
Those words were used to deceive Bai Cha. His real purpose was to use the yin and yang flower to resurrect Minghua Zhenren.
That's right, the so-called Master Minghua who ascended to immortality is dead.
Died in the ancient war that nearly destroyed the world of cultivation a million years ago...
The dragon's purpose in chasing white tea was not what he said.
It's because the sword in Bai Cha's hand was once used by Master Minghua.
He didn't want Master Minghua's belongings to wander outside, so he chased them. The dragon had murderous intentions towards them.
After all, if he kills them, he can still get Yin Yang and Dihua.
What made him change his mind was that seeing Bai Cha's cold and solemn look reminded him of Master Minghua.
Although Master Minghua is a man, his facial features are similar to those of the strong and strong Bai Cha...
It was he who took advantage of Bai Cha and all his cultivation for nothing...
After knowing these memories, Yuan Qing admired the dragon even more.
He has been in this dark place for millions of years.
No one had spoken to him in a million years, so he could only guard the corpse of his old master in solitude, hoping that someone would bring down the Bingdi flower.
About to leave this endless darkness, White Tea put a layer of protection on the double-flowered flower, and at the same time slowly let go, watching the flower sink.
The giant dragon under the ground leaped up, and when it was about to touch Yin Yang and Dihua, the dragon turned into a human form.
The red hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, and the bright man carefully protected the flower in his palm.
The second before leaving the space, Bai Cha saw the man's lips closing.