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Their brief exchange came to an abrupt end and was never continued.

Such voyages last for several months.

Until the young man woke up one day and found the woman leaning against the back of the chair with her head tilted as if she was sleeping, but this time the long sword in her arms was lying loosely, no longer held tightly as before.

He went forward to check.

He was still breathing, but it was too weak and he looked very frail.

What's going on...

An Jing pinched his chin and muttered to himself.

He was not attacked by external forces, so even if he was mentally ill, he would not be in such a state now.

Is this right?

It can't be that he's hungry...

He paused suddenly.

He pinched the woman's arm with his fingers, lifted her up and weighed her.

...It seems a bit too light, huh?

Damn, are you really hungry?

What should I do...

Roots grew from his fingertips, and he stared at the woman's pale skin, thinking about where to insert the needle.

...Is there something special about the injection? He remembered that it had to be injected into a fixed spot...

The boy really couldn't remember it for a while.

Then just keep it simple.

Put it in your stomach.

Absolutely safe.

The fingertips extended to her lips, and then the roots grew, and the tiny tentacles followed the woman's somewhat dry lips into her mouth, passed over her teeth, stuck to her tongue, and then entered her esophagus.

The woman's brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that she was not feeling very good.

An Jing couldn't see the inside of her body clearly and could only rely on the touch of the roots to confirm where he had reached.

After a somewhat lengthy groping, he felt that it should have reached his stomach.

You can start injecting nutrient solution.

The sticky, thick and highly concentrated slurry almost filled the woman's stomach.

Considering that the woman was so hungry, it was probably because she hadn't eaten much in the past few months. Fearing that she wouldn't have enough to eat, the boy gave her some more.

That’s not right. He remembered that a starving person shouldn’t eat too much suddenly?

...Forget it, he can't suck it back in. Anyway, he's not the one who's feeling uncomfortable, so just let her bear it for a while.

The woman's tightly furrowed brows suddenly trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Mei looked at the fingers he stretched to his mouth, and the roots of the fingers extending into her mouth.

She suddenly exerted force, bit off the roots, stepped back suddenly, leaned against the back of the chair, and gripped the handle of the sword.

"you--"

"Think again."

The boy took the initiative and interrupted Mei.

The woman was stunned and lowered her head to think.

She first swallowed the uncomfortable roots that were still stuck in her throat. The movement of her neck made the boy frown subconsciously.

Then he placed his hand on his belly, which seemed very round compared to other parts of his body that had become thinner due to months of hunger, and felt the warmth and the continued recovery of his strength, and the sense of fullness and satisfaction.

Mei suddenly realized.

"Feel sorry......"

She looked straight at the boy with a dull expression, as if she had not yet woken up.

The boy looked at his fingertips, then at her belly, and was hesitant to speak.

Does this count as cannibalism?

Forget it, let’s not worry about it.

There was something more worthy of concern and more incredible that he had to ask.

"How did you manage to starve yourself to death?"

he asked with concern.

"I......"

The woman lowered her head and thought about this question.

"forget."

Her time to think was brief, and so was the content of her answer.

"Did you forget how you starved yourself to death, or did you forget something?"

"I forgot to eat."

"You are awesome."

An Jing gave her a thumbs up.

Then she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten that she wanted to eat.

"It's over. After playing a few big eggs, I will become a god."

He looked at the thumb, thought about it, and then turned it towards himself.

Volume 1: Chapter 138: The Moon-Drinking Rebellion

"You really think about it?"

Under the ancient sea, between the palaces.

Dan Feng turned around and looked at the craftsman holding a sword with bloodstains all over his body.

She was not even thirty years old yet, and even if she was short-lived, she should have been in the prime of her life. However, after that night, her black hair turned white.

“There is no way back.”

Ying Xing was silent for a moment.

"You don't need to remind me."

The woman took a deep breath and calmed her emotions.

"Sudden death... We won, but how many times can we win again? How many more times will we have to pay a price like this?"

"Look at this Jianmu, it's still alive. As long as Jianmu stands, the monsters... they can come back again and again. The war between the Xianzhou people, the fox people and the Chiming people against the evil creatures will never end."

"Yeah, each of us is nothing special! Each of us has only one life, to sacrifice for this, to die for that...it's all our own choice. Just like he chose to stand there...just like he chose to let more people live!"

War, and the lives lost in war, each of them is a breathing person just like himself.

She thought of those people's faces, closed her eyes tiredly, and made up her mind.

“If we had the chance… we would have chosen to let him and many more live.

——The Vidyadhara has his own way of salvation. I can try it. ”

The colors condensed and flowed in her hands like flowing water. Dan Feng ignored the smell of blood in the air and the sound of weapons clashing outside, and focused her attention.

Those colors turned into a pure white dragon egg, and then, immediately afterwards, a striking red.

The boy's blood circulated in the dragon egg, diffused, and solidified into a solid shape.

Dan Feng could feel an extremely vivid breath of life from it, and she could hardly hide her excitement.

They... succeeded?

The woman tried to slightly weaken the force she used to stabilize the dragon egg. The life in the egg seemed to feel the weakening of the force binding it, and gradually became more active.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, but fatigue from overusing her strength came over her, making her a little unsteady on her feet for a moment.

Ying Xing, who was standing by, supported her and asked anxiously, "What's the situation?!"

"It should be...successful..."

Dan Feng laughed.

She really did...resurrect him...and created the first real newborn of the Chiming Clan in millions of years...it all made sense...

As the power that bound the dragon egg completely dissipated, the fetus grew stronger faster than Dan Feng had imagined. But when she thought that the blood in it came from a young boy, the dragon girl felt that there was nothing strange about it.

"Ka-ka——"

The cracks spread across the dragon egg little by little, and as the two people watched with bated breath, a little dragon impatiently crawled out of the egg.

Its body was covered with golden scales, with some lush green lines at the junctions of the branches, and its aura was almost the same as that of a young boy.

“This…is him…?”

Ying Xing couldn't quite believe it. She looked at Dan Feng, hoping that the latter could give a reasonable and positive explanation.

"I--"

Dan Feng stood there in a daze.

Time does not stop while they talk.

The little dragon's body was growing at an alarming rate all the time, and in an instant it almost broke through the roof of the hall.

The energy contained in the blood is not infinite. The growth of the body requires more nutrients. After the original reserves are exhausted, it brings a crazy feeling of hunger.

The golden dragon looked down at the two women, its ferocious mouth slightly cracked, and its sharp teeth exuded coldness.

A few strands of transparent liquid flowed down from its sharp teeth.

Dan Feng watched in silence, his face grim.

The next moment, the huge mouth attacked, and the dragon leaned over, wanting to swallow them all into its stomach!

They would not sit there and wait for death. Even though they were filled with grief and despair, their bodies subconsciously moved and retreated.

The dragon chased and bit them several times, not giving them any chance to breathe, until they retreated outside the hall, it was forced to stop and smashed the wall of the hall into pieces.

Outside the hall, both Dan Feng's followers and the Cloud Cavalry who had arrived stopped their weapons and looked towards the still growing dragon.

The next moment, countless roots pierced through their bodies indiscriminately, and then they turned into mummies. All the energy in their bodies was drained away. The scene was simply horrifying.

Dan Feng and Ying Xing were already unaware of the disaster they had caused, but now they did not even have time to grieve. The next moment they could only attack this creation that they had spent countless efforts on.

She had already experienced a battle, and coupled with the energy she had expended in creation, even if she gritted her teeth and held on, she could not muster half of her strength at her peak. She could only protect herself and watch helplessly as the innocent soldiers around her who should not have died here were sucked into mummies one by one. She was almost heartbroken.

Just suddenly.

For some reason, the evil dragon stopped moving.

A thunderous sound emanated from its mouth, as if a thousand swords were clashing, spreading throughout the cavernous world of the Scaled Abyss Realm.

The next moment, the evil dragon fell heavily to the ground.

Its head was half dragon-like, with long beard and flowing animal hair, and its mercury-like eyes contained a hint of panic.

The air suddenly turned cold, and a figure floated by at such a speed that it left a silk-like afterimage in the air.

A woman landed on the forehead of the evil dragon, a ray of cold light held in her palm, stabbing down. In a split second, the black veil covering the woman's eyes fell off. Her lips moved slightly, and Dan Feng seemed to hear her say "I'm sorry".

The next second, a blade-like wave of ice bloomed in the air like a flash of flower, freezing everything it touched.

Including innocent people.

Even Dan Feng was among them.

But the ice wave was still not enough to freeze a Dragon Lord. Dan Feng knelt weakly on the ground, looking at the woman who was walking towards him step by step with her bloodshot eyes that were almost solid.