"Woo~" The fire dragon whimpered and rubbed the staff in Zhi Yao's hand.

Tears flowed from its eyes, dripping onto the staff.

Zhi Yao didn't know what happened to the fire dragon now, but she could feel the sadness in its heart.

This emotion quickly infected her, making her heart suffocate terribly, but she didn't know why the fire dragon was sad.

But she could guess that the staff had a lot to do with the dragon.

Seeing that the fire dragon was crying, Xiao Baituan also ran to the fire dragon with tears in his eyes, rubbing it and crying with him.

The white fox also quieted down at this time, and it was rare that he didn't fight with the fire dragon, so he could only stand beside Zhi Yao and look at the fire dragon with a worried face.

He had never seen such a sad fire dragon, it had always been lively and mischievous, and often gave him and the beautiful girl a headache.

But now, he felt that he liked the naughty appearance of the fire dragon even more.

"Good. Zhi Yao gently stroked the fire dragon, trying to comfort it, but found that it had no effect.

The fire dragon just lay on the staff that Zhi Yao put down, crying vigorously.

At this time, Zhi Yao also had a bad guess in her heart, the parents of the fire dragon didn't know where it was, and it was likely that the staff had its Xue Qin's qi and blood in it.

Many monks like to use the bones of demon beasts to refine magic weapons, and they usually add the outside of the bones to some special materials, and finally make their own satisfactory magic weapons.

Therefore, it is very likely that there will be bones of fire dragon blood relatives in this staff, but I don't know if it is the father or the mother.

"Alas~" Zhi Yao sighed, rubbed the fire dragon's head, and sat aside, no longer disturbing the fire dragon.

At the same time, she took out a book given by Senior Brother Nangong from the storage ring and read it carefully, hoping to distract herself and dilute the sadness in her heart.

Ten days later, the fire dragon finally picked himself up.

It tilted its head and looked at Zhi Yao pleadingly.

Zhi Yao touched its head in distress and put the staff away.

This thing has a different meaning for the fire dragon, and it must not be lost.

Seeing this, the fire dragon jumped onto Zhi Yao's shoulder, but he lay on her shoulder listlessly, completely losing his spirit from the past.

Zhi Yao was not reluctant, and after signaling the white fox with her eyes to take the little white group, she left the cave.

After leaving the cave, Zhi Yao probably looked around, this place is not on the record of the map, it can only be relied on.

She chose a random direction and continued on her way.

......

"Ah!" the white-clothed man of the Hehuan Sect let out a miserable scream, and then lost the last breath of life and fell.

"Hmph, even a Hehuan Sect monk dares to fight with me?" Situ Hualian snorted coldly as she watched the other party fall.

Just this kind of goods actually tried to get involved with her, and they really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall.

Then the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she stepped forward and kicked his corpse several times before she finally relieved herself.

Situ Hualian squatted down, took off the storage ring of the man in white, and then burned his body with a fire.

She erased the Divine Soul Mark from the storage ring and looked inside, and at a glance she saw a jade box inside.

Her eyelids jumped, and she instinctively felt that this jade box was not simple.

She looked left and right to make sure there was no one before taking out the jade box.

Situ Hualian carefully looked at the talisman on the jade box, and suddenly frowned.

It looked familiar, she had seen it somewhere.

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