The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

The death energy in the red dragon’s body was thoroughly cleared; his entire body immediately felt much lighter. There was no longer the corrosion of the death energy. With the strong self-healing ability of the dragons and Shen Yanxiao’s potions, it would not take long before his wounds were healed completely.

Shen Yanxiao did not relax yet and began to clear the death energy in the body of the other red dragon.

It was Shen Yanxiao’s first time using divine power. It hadn’t been long yet but she already felt extremely tired. This divine power or whatnot was something given to her by Xiu, so it was very hard for Shen Yanxiao to use this power before the blood of the gods in her body awakened.

Time passed by and Shen Yanxiao finally expelled all the death energy from the body of the other red dragon.

In less than an hour, Shen Yanxiao seemed to have just experienced a battle; she was very exhausted.

The two red dragons looked at Shen Yanxiao gratefully. They thought they were already dead this time. They did not expect that this human being had a way to get rid of the death energy in their bodies.

At first, they were not quite certain, but now they learned that Shen Yanxiao could really do it!

“Thank you so much!” In the end, the two red dragons did not meet the shadow of death. Shen Yanxiao gave them a second life.

“You’re welcome. I’m going to have a rest…” Shen Yanxiao was a little tired and was panting slightly. Taotie and Vermillion Bird immediately went forward and sat down on her right and left sides.

The two red dragons, who had recovered a lot, did not bother Shen Yanxiao after seeing that she was very tired. They went to Qian Yuan and asked many questions about Long Huang’s death, and why Qian Yuan and the others took so long to come back. Both sides continued to exchange a lot of information.

The evening breeze was quiet; only the three red dragons could be heard talking.

Shen Yanxiao closed her eyes and rested against the huge body of the sky dragon. Yang Xi looked after her.

Meanwhile, Vermillion Bird and Taotie ran to see the undead.

From the beginning, there had been no movement from the little golden dragon, but at this time, he quietly moved out little by little from behind the red dragon. His small body looked like that of a seven or eight year old child, and his delicate, small face had impeccable features.

Two short golden horns stood out from his forehead.

These horns were the sign of his young age. Only the adult dragons could erase all the characteristics of the dragons when turning into human form.

The little golden dragon opened his watery, light golden eyes and looked at Shen Yanxiao, who was sitting beside the campfire and had her eyes closed to rest. The little golden dragon looked a little hesitant. His little hand was still holding the corner of the red dragon’s clothes. He looked up at the red dragon who was talking with Qian Yuan and his tangled brows were wrinkled slightly, then he turned to look at Shen Yanxiao again.

Shen Yanxiao, whose eyes were closed, looked very gentle under the light of the flames; the reddish light made her white skin sombre and beautiful.

The little golden dragon swallowed his saliva and slowly released his little hand holding the corner of the red dragon’s clothes. He carefully stepped his short leg forward and moved in the direction of Shen Yanxiao bit by bit.

Yang Xi noticed the approaching little fellow and looked up at him. However, as soon as the little golden dragon saw Yang Xi, he immediately froze on his spot. His hands hung in front of him, his shoulders trembled and his head shrunk. A little tear could be seen in his big eyes as he stood trembling by the campfire and dared not go any further.

Yang Xi was somewhat surprised, but then he got up and went in the direction of the undead.