By the stream, Long Yingchan did not stare at Li Yuan. This boy's five senses were too sharp, and he would be tense when he was around, which would affect him to some extent.

Keep some distance between the left and right, so as not to delay his observation.

"The eternal talent is truly extraordinary. Refining the internal organs went so smoothly, as if it was a matter of course, without any disturbance."

Long Yingchan sighed a little and felt relieved.

He walked along the stream, and his sight seemed to penetrate through the Dragon Tiger Tower and fall into Li Yuan's small courtyard.

He was naturally very concerned about that Mr. Qin.

"With this person here, I'm sure he will be of great use at critical moments."

Long Yingchan pinched his long eyebrows and smiled.

He had no objection to Li Yuan drawing his sword for him. The relationship between Zhaixinglou and the Daodao Sects was much closer than that of the imperial court, but when and how to draw the sword needed to be carefully considered.

If he came to Longhu Temple to take refuge and didn't pay some price, wouldn't he be the one being taken advantage of?

As the night gets darker, the moonlight passes through the window paper and falls into the room. The little mouse is bathed in the moonlight, sometimes punching and sometimes kicking. Although his limbs are not coordinated, he has some appearance.

On the windowsill, the little tiger cub was bored, its tail swaying around. She glanced at the little mouse, and she couldn't help but feel a little impatient in her heart:

"Why doesn't this kid come back?"

She looked out the window with a sense of longing. After struggling for six or seven days, she made up her mind. Even if she violated the rules left by her ancestors, she had to get over it first.

It's been two years since she disappeared, and there might be some turmoil in the building.

"It's not a bad rule to teach him part of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra first, and after I recover from his injuries, I'll admit him into the building... This kid's talent is enough to become the master of this building."

The little tiger cub was thinking to herself, and suddenly noticed something strange. She raised her eyes and looked up. Through the fence outside the courtyard, she could clearly see the small temple under the moonlight.

That was Long Xixiang's residence, and she rarely went near it in the past.

At this time, under the moonlight, a shadow seemed to fall erratically outside the small temple, and then, taking advantage of the dark clouds covering the moon, it slipped in through the crack in the door.

"Dragon Shadow Guard?"

The little tiger cub's eyes turned cold.

The Long Shadow Guards are Wan Zhuliu's personal guards. They are not living people, but the traces left behind by those who have been devoured by his demon-suppressing dragon god for decades, just like ghosts.

It retains some memories and martial arts from its lifetime, and because it is derived from the demon-suppressing dragon god, it is difficult to kill with ordinary means.

"Wan Zhuliu!"

The little tiger cub roared, but then regained his composure. There was a new Grand Master by his side, so why did she need to take action?

Ming~

Dark clouds covered the moon, and a shadow flowed into the small temple like a wave of water.

Melting into the shadows, Ying Xin looked around, and soon caught a glimpse of Long Xixiong sitting cross-legged in the temple, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.

"Your Majesty asked me to come and see him...

In the shadows, Ying Xin looked at Long Xixiang's back with cold eyes. When he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice coming from his ears:

"Dragon Shadow Guard?"

"Um?!"

Yingxin was startled, Long Xixiang turned around at some point and was looking at him with interest.
Chapter completed!