C734 Is This Me
C734 Is This Me
Flame Blade chuckled and said, "In the future, you don't need to use your mind energy to intentionally fuse them together. That's because it has already perfectly fused together!"
"Is that so?"
Ye Qianran was surprised. His mind floated to the next moment. A silver flame floated in the air … Eh?
"This is the Blazing Flame Aura that has fused with your bloodline. It is formed by combining all the essences in your body. It's about the same color as the other one, but this flame is even more explosive. Tsk tsk, Heaven Axe, do you want to fight it once …" Flame Blade laughed out loud …
"Scram …"
"Is this the benefit of fusing bloodlines?"
Ye Qianran swallowed his saliva. His expression became a little more excited, and then he tried using many different types of origin laws. He found that there were no problems at all. In an instant, his heart became restless.
"Hehe, the fusion of bloodlines is a good thing. It's practically a great supplement for magical beasts!"
Flame Blade added, "The blood that has fused with the bloodline is extremely pure. It's so pure that it's hard to believe. "So in the future, if you run into a magical beast, you have to be careful. It should become a public target, haha …"
Ye Qianran was stunned as he was stunned. 'Isn't that Monk Tang?'
But the Tang Monk's is flesh, and his is blood...
When he finally regained his senses, his expression was still incredulous. Then, his gaze landed on the small marten in his embrace. Little Mei floated at this moment and a crack appeared when the knife was cut open.
When the bright red blood appeared, Ye Qianran also placed his hand on the small marten's mouth. His left hand caressed the body of the small marten as he said: "Try it!"
The small marten was stunned and a peculiar fluctuation appeared in its intelligent eyes. It was slightly touched because it did not expect Ye Qianran to really do this. It immediately opened its mouth and swallowed it.
"So soft …"
Ye Qianran's face was filled with a peculiar expression. The small marten's tongue was quite soft and gave him a strange feeling. His heartbeat inexplicably accelerated and he could not help but secretly despise himself …
As time passed, a white Spiritual Energy surged out from the small marten's body. It looked extremely dense.
"Eh, there really is a reaction!" Ye Qianran's face was filled with astonishment. He had never seen the small marten like this before. Therefore, he could not help but exclaim in surprise.
Not long after, the softness disappeared and the small marten remained completely silent as it remained motionless in his embrace.
"Hey, if it can get stronger!"
Ye Qianran said as he carefully placed the small marten on the side. Then, he walked down from the bed and looked at its wounds, which had completely healed up at this moment.
"Perfect!"
Ye Qianran sighed in admiration once again. He glanced at the silent Little Marten and did not disturb it. After leaving the bed, he put the sword knapsack back on his body and walked outside.
And when he arrived at the great hall, he discovered that Long Wushuang, Shishi, and that elder were all there. What surprised him the most was that Han Youyu was there as well.
He also walked over out of curiosity, and when he walked over, everyone's gazes all landed on him at the same time.
"Yu'er, why are you here?" Ye Qianran greeted with a smile.
"You are?"
The man before her had long black hair, black eyes, and a very tall and handsome appearance. He had a gentle temperament and was very attractive …
"Eh?"
Ye Qianran was stunned. Han Youyu was joking around in the future. He reached out his hand and pinched Han Youyu's cheek. "Hey, I don't think you know me anymore. I really deserve your punishment!"
"Young Master?"
When Han Youyu heard Ye Qianran's words, her face grew sluggish once more. She had noticed that Ye Qianran was standing shoulder to shoulder with Xiaohei. Furthermore, she felt a sense of familiarity with him.
"That's right!"
Ye Qianran smiled helplessly and then said, "What is it? "Did I change a lot?"
"En!" Hearing this, Han Youyu nodded his head heavily. His eyes glanced at Ye Qianran from time to time, and his small face flushed. He looked very attractive.
"Eh?"
Ye Qianran was stunned once again. At this time, an elderly voice sounded out, "Tsk tsk, the fusion of bloodlines is indeed complete!"
Then, his eyes started to float, and at the same time, he opened the dragon. A pure golden light started to surge, and in an instant, he felt that the aura of the Emperor was much stronger than before. This made Long Wushuang and the two elders from the Dragon clan shocked.
As Ye Qianran's golden body flowed, his hair also instantly turned golden. His pair of black eyes were also the same, seemingly changing in an instant.
Ye Qianran didn't think too much about it at this moment. However, very quickly, when his mind saw his current appearance, he was completely dumbstruck …
"Eh, is this me?"
Ye Qianran was stunned for a moment before swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He extended his hand and touched his own face before his body trembled. Finally, he could not help but laugh out loud.
"Haha, laozi is already so handsome, aren't girls capturing each other …"
The moment those words were spoken, Long Wushuang and the two Dragon Clan elders were stunned for a moment, then they started to sweat.
"Young master …"
When Han Youyu heard Ye Qianran's words, he coldly snorted and angrily turned his head away.
"Cough, cough …"
Ye Qianran thought of something after hearing Han Youyu's words. He cleared his throat, forgetting that there was a small bottle of vinegar. He then coughed and said, "Heh, a slip of the tongue. A slip of the tongue …"
"Ignore you!" "Hmph." Han Youyu snorted coldly once more.
Ye Qianran forced a smile and coaxed Han Youyu a bit more. He finally said, "I'm satisfied with all of you." Han Youyu finally calmed down, but he didn't forget to pinch Han Youyu's body.
His hair returned to black, and his pupils also returned to black. He then looked curiously at Han Youyu and asked, "Youyu, why are you here? Did something happen?"
"En!"
Han Youyu hesitated for a moment before saying, "They've come up with a poem …"
"Long Ying?"
Ye Qianran's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief when he heard that.
"Yes sir!" Han Youyu nodded. "However, I've been dragging this out for a day. Tomorrow, I'll bring them here …"