The Palace of Elders.

"Miss, how is Lu Yuan like this guy?"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo hurried over. He had no time to worry about who was the leader now.

If the giant dragon in the sky doesn’t leave, no one is the leader!

"He's unconscious!"

Qian Renxue checked Lu Yuan's body, and there was no trauma. She was as strong as a cow, but she just fell asleep.

"Miss, get out of here!"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo took out the kettle and planned to use water to wake Lu Yuan up.

"stop!"

Qian Renxue stopped him.

"Miss, there's no time!"

"That giant dragon is walking above our heads. If someone is unhappy, the soul master of the Wuhun City will be whispering to him."

"That giant dragon was created by Lu Yuan himself, so he probably only has his own way."

The Golden Crocodile Douluo ignored Qian Renxue's obstruction and did not care about the relationship between master and servant when he was alive.

"Wait...I'll do it!"

Qian Renxue touched the soul guide, and a jar of fine wine appeared in her hand, and she raised her head and drank it.

"Puff~~~"

"Puff~~~"

"Puff~~~"

Qian Renxue shook her head helplessly and looked at Lu Yuan very worried.

What happened to this guy and why he suddenly fell into a coma.

"Oh~"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo was so anxious that many ordinary soul masters were peeing now. Fortunately, Bibidong was maintaining order, otherwise the Wuhun City might be in turmoil now.

"Miss, why don't you slap him?"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to come up with ideas.

"no!"

She agreed to spray wine on Lu Yuan's face, but she couldn't agree to slap the guy.

Lu Yuan’s favorite is fine wine, which cannot wake him up. It is even more impossible to slap him without pain or itching.

At this moment, the golden sword-shaped mark on Lu Yuan's eyebrows suddenly flashed, and then it passed in a flash...

After a while...

"Miss, the second offering!"

"The dragon disappeared!"

The seven worshippers subduing demon Douluo ran in, and the joy on his face was beyond words. For them, the disappearance of the dragon means safety.

"real?"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo flashed out of the Elders' Hall, and saw that the sky had returned to its original appearance, with a breath of magnitude.

Lived!

...

...

late at night.

Qian Renxue sat by the bed and looked at the far away lying quietly on the bed.

It's been so long, this guy is still not awake.

The soul masters from the healing system have seen it just now.

fine!

Ning Fengzhi's increase was also used, but it was useless.

If Lu Yuan hadn't breathed well and hadn't been attacked just now, she would have thought something had happened to this guy.

Looking at this handsome face, she suddenly realized that this was the first time she had seen Lu Yuan so quiet.

In her memory, Lu Yuan was drunk all day long, and when she saw her, she either slapped her breasts or spanked her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed.

...

"Dingdang~Dingdang~Dingdang~"

Lu Yuan dreamed again of the sword-casting space that made him familiar and unfamiliar, and a man was holding a hammer and knocking it around.

The sword-casting master placed the built sword body on the casting platform, then poured gold water on the sword body. A golden thread was melted and injected into the sword body, like a living snake, tightly imprisoned in the sword, vaguely shining with light.

When the golden light flowed, the whole sword made a faint thunder sound.

After the sword body was cast, the sword-casting master opened another blood formation, stripped the souls of countless prisoners and injected them into the sword.

Lu Yuan knew that it was time for the sword-casting master to jump inside.

He wanted to hold the old man and ask clearly, but found that he was like air and could not do anything at all.

"Plop~"

The sword-caster fell into the sword-casting furnace and was melted by the hot high temperature in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the sword-casting furnace: "This sword is called: Ancestor Duansheng!"

"It is a sword that can cut the world and break the rivers and mountains by all means. If mortals persist, they can kill the gods!"

...

...

Lu Yuan woke up from his dream, slowly opened his eyes, and subconsciously grabbed the sword in his hand.

"Ha... I finally know what your name is."

"Don't give birth to a little baby!"

Lu Yuan looked at his martial soul and vaguely heard the sound of thunder, which was something that the ancestor sword said before.

"Luyuan, you finally woke up!"

"Why are you in a coma for so long?"

"Is it uncomfortable somewhere?"

“…”

Qian Renxue woke up when she saw Lu Yuan, she asked excitedly.

"Uh...yeah!"

"I do not feel well!"

Lu Yuan chose to lie in bed again.

"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“Is it here?”

Qian Renxue covered Lu Yuan's chest with his jade hand. She only remembered that she hit Lu Yuan's chest while fighting in the air.

"down!"

"abdomen?"

"Go down!"

"Low belly?"

“Down further…”

Qian Renxue's face suddenly changed and he punched Lu Yuan in the lower abdomen.

Shameless!

"Xiao Xuexue, come quickly!"

"I'll tell you a secret about my martial soul."

Lu Yuan moved his butt and made half of the bed for Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue wanted to refuse, but when she heard that it was Lu Yuan’s martial soul's secret, she couldn’t help but walk over...
To be continued...