According to legend, the dragon clan is cool and beautiful (note: here refers to the female dragon clan) and wealth. In their huge dragon****, you can always find what adventurers are eager to get.

Yang Jian and his group were groping around in the Dark Elf Cemetery, looking for even a trace of information about treasures.

"Head", Hans moved a stone away, looked down, and shook his head in disappointment.

"This evil dragon is really frightened, and you can't even find a gold nugget as big as a palm."

Yang Jian touched the grass, hoping to touch a few coins that others had dropped.

Suddenly, he felt a sticky ball in his hand, with a little warmth.

An ominous premonition swept across his body.

"Oh my God!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a piece of brown and green feces sticking tightly to his hand.

"Bah!" Yang Jian cursed and hurriedly wiped the tissue and wiped his palms.

"Head", Hans was also very disappointed.

"Why go to the crater and see where you might find something."

"Okay", Yang Jian sniffed his hands hard as he walked, fearing that even a trace of strange smell would appear.

Soon, everyone gathered next to the crater.

The radius of the pit was at least dozens of meters, and the pit emitted a faint silver light, as if it was coated with enamel.

Yang Jian said nothing, jumped into the pit without saying a word.

With a "swish", he quickly slid to the bottom of the pit.

He patted the dust on his body and looked at the surrounding ground.

There were some gravels scattered on the smooth ground.

Yang Jian lowered his head and searched carefully the area, just like a vigilant hunting dog searching for prey.

Soon, among the scattered gravels, he found something strange.

A ring carved with ancient patterns reveals a corner of the gravel pile.

He walked forward and wanted to take out the ring.

The fingers flipped the gravel, and the ring revealed its full image.

I saw a purple stone, tightly embedded in the middle of the ring, only a little gap was exposed, so that even the adult man could not wear the ring on his index finger.

The patterns carved on the stone are like a pupil, staring at the people around you, making them look particularly charming.

Yang Jian stroked the side of the ring with his hands and felt the texture.

"If I guessed right," a light flashed in his eyes.

"The power of this evil thought ripples in the stone, and it must be the energy crystal of the evil dragon."

"Evil Thought Body", he gently uttered these words, and the ecstasy in his eyes was unconcealed.

"As for this ring, it is probably the ring that the evil dragon carries the resentful soul."

Yang Jian found a small red gift box from his backpack with a big love pattern printed on it.

He carefully wiped the ring with his handkerchief and carefully placed it in the gift box.

"Click", the gift box was closed and a faint light shone out from it.

Yang Jian held the gift box in his hand and looked at the night sky in the north.

At this time, the night breeze was blowing, and the bright stars were shining, and finally formed a girlish face.

Yang Jian solemnly raised the gift box in his hand and let it bathe in the sky under the stars.

He murmured to the romantic starry sky.

"This is the best gift to Ceria."
Chapter completed!