Dragon Tamer Chapter 450: Qincheng Oiran
Have a great dinner.
Zhu Minglang lives in an elegant courtyard and is not too sleepy. It happens to be able to use the little black dragon to raise a level of cultivation and shape his blood.
The essence of the evil dragon blood obtained from that hunting event has not been used yet, but the shaping of the blood does not need to pay much attention to rituals, just come directly.
The essence of evil dragon blood is ready.
To be honest, this blood in a small bottle is indeed a bit silly.
This evil dragon seemed to have eaten thousands of people before being slaughtered, and its blood was contaminated with evil spirits because of this cruelty, just like the souls of those thousands of people. It was locked in its dragon belly and deteriorated its blood, making the blood look black as ink.
Zhu Minglang opened the lid and began to guide the blood essence contained in the blood of the dragon's essence. During the day today, Da Hei Fang was inexplicably stuffed with aura, but at night, he even said hello. If you don’t fight, you must shape your blood...
"Oh!"
Hei Bao felt bitter, so he had to prepare a little bit of psychological preparation for Hei Bao. The halazi at the corner of his mouth had not been wiped clean enough to bear such a serious blood baptism!
Blood essence was introduced into the body of the black dragon, Zhu Minglang opened up the spiritual sense, and the blood vessels of the black dragon, who merged with his own soul, showed bright red and bright in front of his eyes, as if he could see through its musculature The blood flowing in the blood vessels.
The evil dragon blood essence entered into its blood circulation, just like ink dripping into a clear pool, and the bright red blood of the refining black dragon quickly turned into a black color.
As the blood circulation circulates in the black dragon, all the blood in Big Black Fang has changed, and the blood circulation speed is obviously accelerated!
Boiling hot and scorching hot, the black dragon of refining embers itself belongs to the black dragon. When the dragon erupts, the whole body is more like a small black volcano erupting magma.
With the integration of the blood essence of the evil dragon, the whole body of the black dragon is more vigorous and powerful, and the flames are surging like a furnace. Its twin dragon eyes are burning with black flames. If you stare carefully, it seems that you will fall To that mysterious and terrifying pupil purgatory!
"Oh~~~~~~~~~"
The Refining Black Dragon roared, its eyes seemed to have been tempered, and the billowing flames in the dragon's pupils were even reflecting into this courtyard.
Zhu Minglang soon noticed that the flowers, pools, rockery, and stone statues in the courtyard were being enveloped by a strange flame. The flame did not burn any objects, but it gave people a very dangerous feeling.
"Squeak~~~~~~~~"
A bat slid off the beam of the house inexplicably. It didn't seem to feel the temperature of the fire in the courtyard.
When it flew over the courtyard, its whole body suddenly burned. The flame was fierce and intense. The little bat was instantly wrapped in the fire and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye! !
Zhu Minglang was stunned. At this moment, two or three footsteps came from outside the courtyard. Instead of knocking on the door, they pushed open the courtyard door.
"Don't come in!!" Zhu Minglang yelled.
The door was opened, and the two men saw the black dragon of refining embers standing in the courtyard at a glance. The black dragon's body was covered with dark fire, and its pupils were more like ghosts in purgatory, obviously not staring at them. But let them fall into the abyss of demon fire, in the **** of death! !
The two of them backed back again and again, staggering.
Zhu Minglang hurriedly opened the spiritual realm and put away the black dragon of refining Cinder.
The fire continued for a while in the courtyard before it slowly extinguished. The entire courtyard did not suffer any damage to flowers, grasses, rubbles or gravels, but song insects, night flies, and the one that accidentally fell on The bats in the courtyard were all turned into ashes by this purgatory pupil domain!
The pupil domain!
In the eyes of the little black dragon, a dead-fire purgatory appeared, and this dead-fire purgatory was reflected in the real world through the dragon pupil, and reflected in this courtyard.
The flowers, plants, and trees may not be affected at all, but the living things will be fatally burned!
Fortunately, I wish Minglang to stop the men who visited those two nights in time, otherwise they will be burned to ashes just like the insects and bats after half a step inside this door! !
Both Zhu Huo and Wang Xiao were already soaked in cold sweat and almost thought that they had opened the door of hell. They stepped on the air and fell into the furnace of purgatory, the translucent flame burning field just now. It's horrible.
"Sorry, I was training the dragon just now. I didn't expect the two to come late at night." Zhu Minglang arched his hands.
"Yes... it’s our rudeness. I should report it first, son, I’m Zhuhuo, the chief deacon of the small inner court, next to him is Wang Xiao, who is in charge of the outer court’s trade. Therefore, I came to visit specially." Zhu Huo said respectfully.
Zhu Minglang has such a slight impression of this great deacon, he should be the confidant of his cousin Zhu Wangxing, and he is also a key training person in the small inner courtyard. There are those who have been to the imperial capital Zhumen Waterdrop Lake inner courtyard, I wish Minglang Have seen it once or twice.
"Young master, Wang Xiao has always been relying on you and prepared some gifts for you. Please, please recommend Brother Huo to me." Wang Xiao said with a smile on his face.
"Since the son is practicing, we will come back tomorrow." Zhuhuo said.
"Anything?" Zhu Minglang did not accept Wang Xiao's gift.
"I was worried that the elders would say that we were not entertained well, and that it would be boring for the son to live alone here. We deliberately booked a banquet in the Moon Tower, and invited the oiran of Qincheng, and wanted to help the son. ." Zhu Huo slowly raised a smile that a man knew.
Drink flower wine!
Zhu Minglang shook his head, always clean and self-conscious, how could he follow these old coachmen to find flowers and ask Liu.
I hope Huo and Wang Xiao are too enthusiastic, and I wish Minglang not to save their face, so they changed their clothes and went out.
Qincheng Oiran?
This kind of oiran level, most of the performers do not sell themselves, Zhu Minglang is purely going to drink and listen to music, so as to relieve the tiredness of recent hard practice, and have no other ideas.
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When you arrive at the Tower of the Moon, this pavilion stands high, and you can have a panoramic view of the sea in the night lake. You can also look up at the bright moon, drink alcohol against the moon, and chant to the moon.
Zhu Minglang saw that oiran~IndoMTL.com~ really has a moving look.
A table of wine and food, golden cup of wine, unknowingly Wang Xiao and Zhu Huo both disappeared, leaving Zhu Minglang alone in this luxurious and soundproof solitary, dancing with the waist of the oiran Sing a cappella while approaching Zhu Minglang here.
Like a soft butterfly, dancing gracefully, graceful and fragrant.
"My Lord Zhu, is the Nujia Meimei?" Oiran Lu Mu asked.
"Not bad."
"Alright?" The oiran Lu Mo laughed, her beautiful cheeks full of charm.
"If the xylophone is not directed at me, I will give you a more polite evaluation." Zhu Minglang also laughed, his eyes are clear and bright, and he has not been fascinated by the oiran Lu Mo.
"Om!!!"
Suddenly, the smile of the oiran Lu Mo suddenly became cold, and she pressed her fingers heavily on the xylophone, and the sound of the piano became extremely harsh!