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If I didn't look carefully, I thought it was a black jade bracelet, and the iron ring on the finger changed its shape instantly. It also became black, with a little more color.

"Ok!"

Song Qingming responded.

"Go to the palace, and then we will go to the real spirit world."

Before leaving the true spirit world, it is better to talk to the emperor brother.

"good!"

Walking outside, the black dragon slipped off her wrist again and turned into a big dragon.

When Song Qingming stood on it, after it flew in the sky, it flew higher and higher, and it became bigger and bigger.

At this hour, it was still early, so Song Qingming went straight to the study.

When he reached the roof, Heilong turned into her bracelet, and Song Qingming leaped down from the roof.

Hearing the movement inside, someone walked over immediately, and when he saw Song Qingming, he smiled.

"Princess!"

All are respectful.

Song Qingran heard the name from the outside inside, and walked out of it.

"Emperor Sister."

Song Qingran seemed to be aware of something, and just after walking a few steps, the expression on his face was a little bit wrong.

"Emperor brother, I am leaving."

It was meant to say goodbye, but we still have to do the rest.

"Yes!"

Song Qingran didn't say anything even though Song Qingran was unwilling in his heart.

"This pill, you can take it when you are sick.

With that, Song Qingming took out a bottle of pill from the space.

This kind of pill is natural for mortals to strengthen their body, and it can also prolong life.

"good!"

Song Qingran also nodded, and took it.

"..."

Song Qingming was also silent.

I don't know how to say it, after all, the road of cultivating immortals is too long, and decades have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is a flick of a finger.

She didn't dare to say that when she came back to see him, maybe when she came back, this brother was no longer there.

The siblings were silent for a long time, but Song Qingran spoke first.

"Sister Huang, let's go! I will take good care of myself and wait until Sister Huang comes back."

The corner of Song Qingran's mouth wore a gentle smile, and a pair of black jade-like eyes shone with a little bit of light.

"Ok!"

Song Qingming stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left without a trace.

Song Qingran chased it out, always seeing Song Qingming's figure, standing on the back of the black dragon, and gradually disappearing into the clouds and mist.

"Sister, I will wait for you to come back."

Qingjun's face was a kind of resolute determination.

When Song Qingming stood on the back of the black dragon and flew towards the real spirit world, the mountain passing by the princess mansion suddenly smelled a strong blood.

She looked down and frowned slightly.

The black dragon also seemed to sense it, and swooped down with a flick of its tail.

The princess mansion at this time is already a purgatory on earth.

There was almost no living person.

Song Qingming frowned, with a touch of sullen expression in his eyes.

In the bloodbath of Princess Mansion, if he said that he had such a big hatred with him, only Long Aotian would be the only one.

She stood on the black dragon, looking for the survivors, and finally saw a small figure in a house, sitting on a big tree shivering.

"Rong Ruo."

Song Qingming called out.

Rong Ruo was completely frightened at this time, as soon as he heard the familiar voice, his eyes had focus.