Also entangled by the red silk thread was the red gold blood leopard that grabbed the little golden dragon and was about to swallow it in its belly.
It was in the same pain, its body twisting and tearing, but it couldn't make a moan.
The next moment, there were two loud bangs, and the red gold blood leopard exploded, and the flesh and blood were shattered to the ground, and there were no bones left.
The little golden dragon fell to the ground, the dragon's tail moved, and his gloomy eyes glanced at Xi Yue, and then his head tilted and he fainted.
Xi Yue couldn't care about anything else at this time, pushed away the power that bound him, and rushed to the little golden dragon in three or two steps to pick it up.
The little golden dragon was covered in blood and scarred, but he could feel his breath and meridians.
At least, it's alive, and though it's badly wounded, it's not incurable.
Xi Yue gently stroked the little golden dragon's head, as well as the dragon horns full of scratches, looking relieved and gentle.
The little golden dragon was then sent into space.
After entering the mirage, Xi Yue found that he had contacted Dan Dan and Little Red Bird in the Sumeru space.
However, by connecting with the Purple Nether Soul, she was sure that the little ones were all right in the space.
Moreover, there is no problem with the space, she can still send things over, and she can take out dead things, such as the Lishui Sword.
But there is no way to hide in the space to take refuge, and they can't let the little red ones come out to help.
But at this moment, it is okay to send the little golden dragon into the space and let the balls heal it.
After ensuring that the little golden dragon was still alive and there was no major problem, it was just that he was unconscious, and Xi Yue was relieved a little.
But only slightly, only slightly.
She turned around slowly, her gaze fell not far away, and sure enough, the figure of a man in red was reflected in her eyes.
It was a long young man, dressed in red like blood, scurrying down, obviously such a bright and warm color, but wearing it on him always gave people a dark and destructive taste.
The man's face was masked, and his long black hair was unrestrained, falling like inky satin, lining his bare hands, which looked so striking.
Yes, the man has a perfect pair of hands, just hanging quietly like that, but they attract everyone's attention.
Fair-skinned, slender and well-proportioned, only the most perfect pianists, the best surgeons, could have such perfect hands in modern times.
However, this is not the first time Xi Yue has seen such a pair of hands.
Although when she had seen the hands, they were smaller, more youthful and immature.
Xi Yue took a deep breath, suppressed the astringency that rushed up to his throat and the anger, palpitations, disappointment, unwillingness, and even hatred that was almost crazy, and said calmly: "The dignified High Priest of the Divine Domain, since he has already appeared, why hide his head and tail?"
” Her voice was very calm, her gaze did not fall on the man opposite for a moment, her eyes did not fluctuate at all, only a low voice that trembled slightly, revealing the turbulent waves in her heart.
The red-clothed man on the opposite side looked at her silently for a while, and finally slowly said the first sentence in front of Xi Yue, "Since this is Xi Yue's wish, I should satisfy it." ” The man's voice is languid and elegant, as if the strings of a cello are gently fluctuating, easily touching people's hearts.
However, Xi Yue listened to this pleasant and laughing voice, but only felt that his heart was sinking little by little.