"The spirit of the weapon is not good either." Di Jiuque snorted coldly.

Yun Qingyan twitched the corner of her mouth and placed Xiao Xuan on her shoulders from her chest.

The little hairy dumpling shrank pitifully on her shoulders, looking particularly sad.

Wow, it likes to lie on its owner’s chest the most, and the soft little nest leaves it in an instant!

It’s all this big devil!

Before the fusion, there were two big devils, but now they are big devils.

"Is this OK?" Yun Qingyan said helplessly, "The spirit of the weapon has no gender."

How could Emperor Jiuque not know this truth? The spirit of the weapon has no gender before it becomes a human form. Only after choosing a human form can gender appear.

"Sure." He said reluctantly.

After appeaseing Emperor Jiuque, Yun Qingyan's heart had already flown to the origin of the wood system.

"Xiao Xuan said that it sensed that there was a power of the wood-based origin in the Dragon Valley. Let's go and have a look?"

"Yeah." Di Jiuque nodded slightly, and he also sensed it, but because Yun Qingyan had been practicing, he had been with her.

As soon as the two of them went out together, a woman in an exquisite dress walked in with food, lowered her head and felt a little shy. It was Ao Xin.

"Master, I'm here to deliver food to you."

In the battle tens of thousands of years ago, only the previous dragon clan, whose life span was long, knew that it was a coincidence that Ao Xin's parents were the directors of the White Dragon clan, and happened to have experienced that shocking battle.

When two outsiders enter the Dragon Valley, they will naturally cause a commotion. Even with masks, Di Jiuque's back evokes many terrifying memories of the dragon clan of the previous generation.

It was Ao Xin who learned about the shocking battle from her parents, perhaps because of Xi Shi in her eyes. She had a good impression of Di Jiuque. After hearing about the deeds of the powerful supreme, she believed in her heart that Di Jiuque was the mysterious master that year.

And he also took on the job of delivering food.

Ao Xin stepped in happily, just about to impress Di Jiuque's cold heart with her gentleness, considerate and enthusiasm, suddenly she saw Yun Qingyan next to her, and her pretty face froze instantly.

Didn’t this woman practice? Why did she practice so quickly?

"Sir, this is today's food, including the Baizhuan Biling Fruit, Ten Thousand Years of Purple Ginseng, and high-level monster meat." Ao Xin adjusted her expression, took a deep breath, and walked in as if she had not seen Yun Qingyan.

"Baizhuan Biling Fruit and Wannian Purple Ginseng? They are actually high-end spiritual medicines." Yun Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that the dragon clan is rich, but he did not expect it to be rich to this extent.

Only the dragon clan has the precious spiritual medicines that are directly eaten as food. With the financial power and the powerful body that bears the medicinal power, the only ones are the dragon clan.

Ao Xin raised her head and felt a little proud, thinking, this is natural, how could she understand the wealth of the dragon clan?

However, because Emperor Jiuque was next to her, she insisted on not saying a single slap in order to maintain her image.

Just turning the corner, "The stars in the Dragon Valley are rich in energy and numerous spiritual medicines and creatures, so they are naturally not comparable to those barren lands outside."

Yun Qingyan's eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers.

Countless lights and shadows emerged, and monsters emerged out of thin air. Because the houses were too crowded, they turned into human forms one by one.

The strange and handsome man and woman were instantly spread throughout the house. Looking at it, the number of people could almost form a small army.

The mixed aura of monsters filled the entire room, and they all leaned over and bowed, "Master."
Chapter completed!