Chapter 282

Hiss

The sting from long yetian's arm made him breathe.

The eight rank Golden Dragon has made a contract with him. Is there such a good thing in the world?

Long yetian, who has always been calm, is surprised and happy. At the same time, he is also very confused.

Surprisingly, his accomplishments can be promoted to level 8 with Jinlong this time. It's like a big surprise falling from the sky!

But there are two kinds of situations. One is that Jinlong sees his strength and takes the initiative to contract with him. The other is that the Jinlong is sealed here and needs to go out from here.

However, long yetian's heart is the latter.

It grabs Yi'er with a sense of threat.

Jinlong's reaction made long yetian instantly confirm his thoughts.

As soon as he thought out, the golden dragon was still in place. It was sealed here.

Lin Ziyi looked at the scene in front of him and had long forgotten that his ass was still painful. Jinlong took the initiative to contract with his father?

Such a good thing can also be hit by my father. This kind of luck is one in a million!

Lin Ziyi's small pink mouth was slightly open, and his heart was full of envy.

Dad will soon be promoted to level 8.

Not to mention the eighth order, the seventh order is invincible in the five continents.

Jinlong gently rubs Ye Tian's arm with his head.

Long yetian gradually feels that there is a warm and moist breath flowing slowly from the Dantian to his whole body.

Because of Jinlong's relationship, his eight step promotion was effortless.

Long yetian doesn't dare to be distracted. He quickly sits on his knees and is ready to be promoted to level 8.

Jinlong waited quietly, always paying attention to his master!

A warm current flows all over the body in the Dantian. A golden red halo lingers on long yetian's head.

WOW!

Dad wants to be promoted to level 8. Great, great!

Lin Ziyi was very happy. He looked like he was being promoted.

This way of promotion makes long yetian's body instantly rise to a pain.

He didn't want to be promoted himself, but was forcibly promoted by the power of Jinlong. If he relied on his ability, he might have to wait a few years to be promoted. After five levels, it was very difficult to promote each level.

Some people can't be promoted to level 6 or level 8 all their life. It's very rare.

Long yetian's forehead is already sweating.

The pain in his body made his strong body tremble gently. He knew that the pain would always accompany him until he was promoted. Even if it was too painful, long yetian didn't dare to be distracted. He focused and focused. His strong mental strength automatically ignored the pain in his body.

After a column of incense, the golden light on the top of long Ye's head disappears, and he slowly opens his eyes.

The body lightened a lot in an instant, making him feel more comfortable and powerful than before.

Lin Ziyi ran to him quickly, but his ass hurt. His short legs were deep and shallow.

His big eyes twinkled with dazzling light and asked anxiously, "Dad, have you really been promoted to level 8?"

"Hmm!" smiling, long Yitian reaches out and pinches his son's pink cheek.

Lin Ziyi's heart trembled excitedly.

"Dad, after reaching the seventh level, there will be a spirit, but Yi'er hasn't seen dad's spirit?" he was more curious.

If he could cultivate to the seventh level, his fire spirit would be very powerful. Unfortunately, it would be many years later.

"Yi'er, dad is a double cultivation of thunder and ice, so the color is golden. Moreover, dad usually doesn't use soul spirit, but uses soul separation magic wave skill, which is more powerful!"

"Wow, the thunder department and the ice Department cultivate together. It's amazing that you can cultivate to level 7, Dad. You and your mother complement each other. Your mother cultivates the fire department. If she can cultivate to level 8, dad will be eaten to death by her mother, but Dad, you will be eaten to death by her mother now." Lin Ziyi's last voice was a little heavy.

Long yetian smiles. He only tolerates and connives at women in the world, even if he pretends to be eaten by her.

Long yetian looks around. She should have enjoyed his care in his arms at such a night, but now they are not far apart, but they can't be together.

He was used to her company at night. He couldn't sleep without her.

Thinking of his beloved, long Ye's cold eyes slowly warmed up, and his lips seemed to have a warm smile.

On this thought, long yetian wants to see her more.

Long yetian quickly asked, "Jinlong, where is the exit?"

The Golden Dragon quickly uttered a dragon chant and shook in place impatiently.

Long yetian frowns slightly. It seems that he doesn't know where the exit is?

This place seems to come in but can't get out.

"Yi'er, let's go."

Long Yitian takes his son's little hand and just turns around.

"Ha ha..." suddenly, a seeping laughter came from the cave.

Lin Ziyi listened and quickly wanted to climb into his father's arms. He didn't want to be caught again, but what happened? Why can't his feet move.

Long yetian wants to pick up his son and suddenly finds out the problem.

"Dad, Yi'er is fixed." Lin Ziyi is crying with a small face. Why is he always unlucky?

"Who? Come out."

Long yetian looks cold under the mask and carefully protects his son in his arms. His warm heart action makes Lin Ziyi's heart calm in an instant.

"How's it going? I contracted you a golden dragon for nothing. Do you want to go now?"

Long yetian carefully recognized that it was an old man's voice.

"What do you want?" long yetian goes straight to the subject.

"Worship me as a teacher!" the old man said bluntly, with a bit of freshness in his voice.

"Hum!" long Ye snorted coldly.

Is he qualified to be a teacher?

He also had a master, but his master was introduced to him by his mother's imperial concubine. Over the years, the relationship has been ambiguous and not much has been taught to him, but he also respected him as a master.

"Don't want to?" there was something strange in the old man's voice.

"I already have a master," replied long yetian coldly.

"Master, ten are not too many."

"It's better to lack than abuse!" long yetian replied coldly.

"Look down on my old man?" the old man's voice was a little unhappy.

But it makes long yetian's heart a little uneasy, Yi'er

Long Ye's mind was still in the air, and the old man's voice sounded proudly: "if you don't worship me as a teacher, you can let your son stay here with me forever!"

Long Ye's eyes become more and more cloudy. Sure enough, he just wants to threaten him with Yi'er.

"Ah..." Lin Ziyi raised his head and pulled his legs up, but they were not loose at all. Instead, they were glued tighter.

The proud voice came again: "little doll, you don't have to work in vain. You can't move."