I thought that as long as I continued to let my own power invade it, I would definitely cultivate my own divine dragon, so I did not hesitate to direct my power to shape my own divine dragon.
Not to mention, it didn’t take long for the dragon inside to change in less than half an hour. Its beard became extremely green, its eyes were blood red, and its horns were as golden as magical iron. As for the scales all over its body, they glowed in the sun.
The colors of the six attributes of wind, thunder, water, fire, earth, and wood seem to be in their place, and the colorful clouds of the sky attribute are also lingering around it, making this dragon look majestic.
Although this dragon is not big, after I injected enough power, it finally transformed into shape, almost larger than the entire warship. Under the control of my mind, it soared and loomed among the clouds.
Everyone was shocked and envious when they saw it.
The black dragon of Mo Shen Sect looks murderous, but has no divinity at all. However, this colorful dragon with huge differences conquered everyone.
It was full of energy, fluttering its hair and roaring, all the immortals present marveled at its perfect posture.
"It looks good." Xue Qingcheng seemed to like this dragon very much, which made me secretly realize that I had achieved my goal, so I grabbed her hand while the iron was hot and jumped from the warship without her being able to refuse: "Follow me."
"What are you doing!" Xue Qingcheng exclaimed, inevitably getting a little frightened, but then the dragon flew from the clouds at the feet at the right time, lifted the two of us up with its furry head, and flew straight into the sky.
Xue Qingcheng and I were flying like a roller coaster. It was inevitable that we were in a good mood. She hummed softly and said, "If you are passionate, you will please women like this."
"Haha, how can this be called sentimental? I saw that you were very uncomfortable being looked at by those demon cultivators on the boat, so I came up with such a compromise. Don't blame me." I laughed.
Her appearance is so stunning that no matter which fairy sees her, it will be difficult to take his eyes away. This is also an instinctive behavior for beautiful things, but if it is used on her, it will inevitably make her feel uncomfortable.
"Anyway, you are so sentimental and you don't allow others to see it, so you just have to find a way to see it yourself, right?" Xue Qingcheng said with a sly expression on her face.
"I'll let you see through it. I really don't want my woman to be admired so unscrupulously. Isn't it strange to be a little jealous?" I admitted generously.
Xue Qingcheng snorted with a slight blush on her face, then propped her chin up and said, "But... is it true?"
"What is true? Of course it is true." I was surprised that she would ask this.
"No, okay, I actually want to ask you... is it because you think I am the Snow Qingcheng in your mind, that's why you say that, or do you think I am Miyuki, that's why you talk to me like that?"
Xue Qingcheng threw up a difficult problem that I expected.
I was stunned for a moment. Seeing her sighing blankly, I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart.
Is she Xue Qingcheng? She is indeed, but she is different from her original self. She is younger and more lively, unlike Xue Qingcheng who is strategizing and winning the battle thousands of miles away.
So I have an answer to this question in my mind, but I can't answer it for the moment.
"Look, you can't answer it? There are really questions that can stump you. In my impression, you don't seem to be like this." Xue Qingcheng looked at me with a provocative expression.
I smiled and said, "It's not that I can't answer it, it's that I'm not satisfied with the answer to this question."
"Okay, I understand you!" Xue Qingcheng smiled.
"Huh? Why do you understand me now?" I asked curiously.
"Because older people always like to keep things in their minds." Xue Qingcheng stuck out her tongue.
I looked at her playful face dumbfounded, but my heart became entangled. After hesitating for a while, I still asked: "Then I want to ask you, do you think she is you? Or you should be two different people.
people?"
Xue Qingcheng tilted her head and thought for a while, then she laughed dumbly and said: "Why she doesn't mean she doesn't mean me? Do you think there is someone who looks exactly like me, when I'm meditating, or when I'm asleep?"
When the time comes, will you talk to me about it? You are really imaginative!"
"Uh, no? Okay." I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Sometimes I did take it for granted that she was Xue Qingcheng, but now she was also called Miyuki.
On the contrary, I have been struggling with whether they are different people. People only imagine that another person is two people when they are compared. But in fact, that is just their own wishful thinking, and others will not think that at all.
