I'm not the underworld

Chapter 671 I still have a lot to do
"Eh... Since you're fine, I'm going back to school." When she regained her senses, Huang Ying stuffed the breakfast in Chen Yifan's hand, turned around and left.

Chen Yifan didn't stop her and let her go.

It won't be long.

Experience the life of an ordinary person on your last day!

Chen Yifan returned to the underworld and began to make some preparations.

At night, Huang Ying lay fast asleep in the apartment that Chen Yifan had rented for her. Chen Yifan broke in through the wall.

Looking at Huang Ying's sleeping face, Chen Yifan sat beside the bed for a while, then got up, and carefully picked Huang Ying up.

A dark light appeared from the air in front of him, spreading like a dot of ink, and finally became a circular passage.

Chen Yifan walked in with Huang Ying in his arms.

Hell, the forbidden area of ​​Luofeng Mountain.

There is a living pool surrounded by mist all year round and poured from the Yin spring in the center of the earth. In the pool, there is dark spring water that is as black as ink and has a strong Yin energy.

But at this time, under the spiritual mist, there was a pool of blood red.

The water inlet of the yin spring has been blocked. At this time, there is a pool of dragon blood in the pool.

The figures of Chen Yifan and Huang Ying appeared by the pool. Chen Yifan held Huang Ying and climbed down the stairs on the side of the pool.

As the bodies of the two were gradually immersed in the pool, the originally calm blood water rippled slightly.

Chen Yifan sat down on the steps by the pool, with only one head exposed, and changed Huang Ying's position so that she could lie comfortably in his arms.

Huang Ying was completely immersed in the dragon's blood, but such a "mortal" did not feel suffocated in the dragon's blood, and was still immersed in sleep.

Even, she slept more soundly, just like returning to the mother's body.

"Sleep! When you wake up, everything will return to its original state." Chen Yifan murmured, closing his eyes and recuperating.

He didn't practice, and let the dragon's blood wash his body actively.

The dragon's blood contains powerful power, from the most rigid to the yang, this kind of tyrannical power, ordinary people can't bear it.

Once invaded by this force, the only result is being torn apart.

But in front of Chen Yifan, this kind of power just made him feel like ants crawling over.

If he took the initiative to cultivate, the dragon blood in this pool would be consumed by him in less than 2 minutes.

A skill that allows one to take the initiative to die to practice in one's previous life is too heaven-defying.

Drenched in the dragon's blood, the appearance of the oriole gradually changed, and her black silk like ink spread out in the blood, fluttering with the slightly rippling blood.

Whether it is the body or the appearance, they are all changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There is a powerful force surging in her body, stronger than Ao Lingyuan before.

After all, in order to be kept in the Dragon Palace, the power she inherited from the Ancestral Dragon has actually been sealed all the time.

At this time, this force is breaking out, coupled with the nourishment of the ancestor dragon's blood, this force is growing at an incredible speed.

She is the youngest son of the ancestral dragon, the one who is most like a dragon, and has the most power inherited from the ancestral dragon.

It should have been stronger than Taotie and Yazi.

But precisely because of this, her potential is too high, and she has the possibility of surpassing the ancestor dragon and the shackles of heaven and earth.

Because of this catastrophe, Zulong asked for help from his previous life who was quite friendly at that time.

At the beginning, the scene that Chen Yifan suddenly remembered was that Zu Long invited him to talk about this matter, and it was also...the first time he saw Ao Lingyuan.

He who has never expressed interest in any woman, the first time he saw Ao Lingyuan, he said to Zulong: "Help her through the catastrophe, yes!"

"I want to marry her!"

Zulong was in a daze at the time, and Ao Lingyuan at that time was only equivalent to two or three years old of human beings.

But after "serious" thinking, Zu Long agreed to his request.

This wave is not bad!

The picture at that time reappeared in Chen Yifan's mind, gradually becoming clearer, and more... memories of Ao Lingyuan flooded his mind.

There is actually no other reason for proposing marriage to Zulong.

It's just... At that time, when I saw Ao Lingyuan was scared to cry by him, it was the first time I was interested in a "woman". It happened that Zulong asked him for this favor, and the idea of ​​proposing marriage came out of the trend.

This is fate, the beginning of everything.

He likes the way she cries.

The blood gradually faded, but Chen Yifan still kept his eyes closed and remained motionless.

The power in the dragon's blood was already very scarce, as pale as water.

The delicate and exquisite Huang Ying in his arms has disappeared, and a white dragon head with "clear eyebrows" rests on his lap, nestling in his arms.

The winding dragon body wrapped him in a circle and coiled him in the pool.

Chen Yifan opened his eyes, this time... he wasn't frightened by the dragon in his arms, and it wasn't too weird or unusual.

Whether it's Ao Lingyuan or Huang Ying, he doesn't care, what he likes is this soul.

It doesn't matter if it's a human or a dragon.

It's her, that's fine.

And... By the way, this dragon horn is quite cute!

Chen Yifan played with the dragon's horn like a coral branch curiously, but he didn't realize that the eyes on the dragon's head had been opened.

"Have you played enough?" After a long time, a familiar voice rang out unbearably.

"No!" Chen Yifan let go, and replied with a chuckle.

The dragon's head was raised slightly, and he glanced at him, and his whole body moved suddenly, causing quite a stir in the pool.

The dragon head directly knocked him over, lay down on the steps by the pool, looked down at him again, eyes met, no one spoke.

Ao Lingyuan lowered her head and pressed it against his chest. The huge dragon's body turned into the delicate body of a small, bumpy woman, and she lay obediently in his arms with her eyes closed.

"It seems to be a dream." Ao Lingyuan murmured.

Huang Ying's memory of the past few days was too short for her.

Compared with her age of several hundred years, it is too short.

But it's so profound, she prefers it to be so simple, like getting along with Chen Yifan like a mortal.

This is how lucky, plain and happy.

That was already the life she had expected.

Chen Yifan paused slightly, and put his arms around the delicate body in his arms.

Soft, delicate, and unnerving to the touch.

"You're not wearing clothes." Chen Yifan reminded with difficulty, looking at the dark sky above his head.

Huang Ying came wearing clothes, but the thin pajamas had been corroded by dragon blood.

"What does that matter?" Ao Lingyuan blushed slightly, but still replied calmly.

It's a pity that Chen Yifan didn't dare to look at her, and missed the rather beautiful scene at this time.

Such an answer seemed to be bewitching, Chen Yifan couldn't help but groped on this perfect, delicate and smooth body.

"Huh?" A trembling groan made him stop for an instant, staring at the dark and deep sky.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Chen Yifan patted the too beautiful and graceful body in his arms.

"Get up, I still have a lot to do."

(End of this chapter)