Myriad Realms Grand Manager with a God Class System

On Yan Li's back, there was a large piece of scary scars that seemed to have been burnt, but a closer look revealed that this looked like a large piece of complicated seal script, firmly attached to Yan Li's skin.

"This is the Dragon Breath Curse of the Dragon Race."

Zhuo Zizheng flicked his finger, and the magic in his body formed a shield on his body, blocking the heat wave of the dragon's breath curse.

This is still strictly told him.

The curse of dragon's breath is the curse in the survivors of the dragon ruins.

At the time of the attack, you must not use half of the fighting spirit or magic power.

Otherwise, it will be eaten by Dragon's Breath.

However, under his anger, Yan Li completely forgot about this matter, or in other words, he took the initiative to ignore it.

Now the Dragon's Breath Curse began to strike.

The pain caused by the terrifying dragon's breath can definitely make life worse than death.

"Zhuo Zizheng, dragon... dragon blood, dragon blood should still be there, crushed... crushed... sprinkled behind me." The strict law leaning on the rock wall said intermittently.

His consciousness has long since become blurred with pain.

Without a trace of blood-colored lips, they were trembling with pain when they spoke.

This is the reason why the survivors of the dragon ruins hate the dragon clan and dragon descendants so much.

The terrible dragon's breath curse, I don't know when it will kill these survivors.

And before he died, he had to endure the torture that life is worse than death.

And wanting to alleviate the dragon's breath curse is also very simple, as long as you sprinkle the dragon blood on it, you can calm the curse.

Therefore, as long as Yan Li met someone with the blood of a dragon or a monster, he would not show mercy.

Every time one more dragon blood is obtained, there is one more way to survive.

"This is the last one, and I must never be so arrogant in the future."

Zhuo Zizheng took out a small sandalwood box from his arms. After opening it, the flannel inside was exposed, along with a crimson pill quietly placed on the flannel.

The pills were crushed into powder and sprinkled on Yan Li's back.

The dragon's breath curse that resembled seal script, as if it had come alive, quickly swallowed the powder condensed by dragon blood, and then slowly fell silent.

"Sorry……"

Although the breath of strict law calmed down, it was still faint.

"No need to apologize. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be saved by you." Zhuo Zizheng shook his head and stood by with his legs crossed.

If it hadn't been for Yan Li's hatred of the beasts with dragon blood, Zhuo Zizheng, who had been slain by the beasts to the end, would not have been saved.

Zhuo Zi is staying in the Broken Rock Mercenary Team, and there is no lack of repaying his favor.

"After today, let's leave Cloud City for the time being." Yan Li leaned weakly against the rock wall and said slowly.

"You are the captain. You don't need to discuss this with me." Zhuo Zizheng knew what Yan Li wanted to say, but he would not take the initiative to say it.

"I knew you would say that, we, go to the Ruins of the Dragon."

Yan Li said slowly, although his breath was weak, his tone was very firm.

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If there is a place in Yunwu City that is the most comfortable, safest, and most suitable for recuperation, it is undoubtedly the Qile shop in a remote alley.

This is a unified name for the regular customers who come to the store.

On the contrary, it was the Wanxiang grocery store that Qi Le had started on a whim, and nobody knew about it.

There are pills, snacks, and soft and comfortable sofas.

So after Lan Ye team returned to Cloud City, the first place they thought of was this.

"Manager Qi, good morning."

Lan Ye opened the store door, greeting a little bit tiredly.

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