“This is the dragon’s breath curse of Dragon Race.”

Zhuo Zizheng flicked his fingers, and the magic in his body formed a shield on his body, blocking the heat wave of the dragon’s breath curse.

Yan Lu told him this.

The Dragon’s Breath Curse is the curse in the survivors of Ruins of Dragon.

During the attack, never use half of Battle Qi or magic power.

Otherwise, you will be killed by Dragon’s Breath.

But Yan Lu completely forgot about this incident under his anger. In other words, he simply took the initiative to ignore it.

Now the Dragon’s Breath Curse is beginning to strike.

The pain caused by the terrifying dragon’s breath phages can definitely make life worse than death.

“Zhuo Zizheng, dragon…dragon’s blood, dragon’s blood should still be there, crushed…crushed…sprinkled behind me.” Yan Lu, who was leaning on the rock wall, said intermittently.

His consciousness has already become a little fuzzy from the pain.

Without a trace of blood-colored lips, I tremble with pain when I speak.

This is the survivor of Ruins of Dragon, why do you hate Dragon Race and Dragonborn so much.

The terrifying dragon’s breath curse, I don’t know when it will kill these survivors.

And before death, you have to endure the torture that life is worse than death.

And wanting to alleviate the dragon’s breath curse is also very simple, as long as the blood of Dragon Race is sprinkled on it, this curse power can be calmed down.

So as long as Yan Lu meets someone with Dragon Clan Bloodlines or a demonic beast, he will not show mercy.

For every additional Dragon Race blood, there is one more way to survive.

“This is the last one, and I will never be so

arrogant in the future.”

Zhuo Zizheng took out a small sandalwood box from his arms and opened it, revealing it The flannel inside, and a crimson pill quietly placed on the flannel.

The pills were crushed into powder and sprinkled on Yan Lu’s back.

The dragon’s breath curse that resembled seal script, as if alive, quickly swallowed the powder condensed by dragon’s blood, and then slowly fell silent.

“Sorry…”

Although Yan Lu’s breath calmed down, it was still weak.

“No need to apologize. If it weren’t for this, I wouldn’t be saved by you.” Zhuo Zizheng shook the head, standing by with his legs crossed.

If it hadn’t been for Yan Lu’s hatred of the demonic beast with Dragon Clan Bloodlines, Zhuo Zizheng, who was besieged by the demonic beast to life hanging by a thread, would not have been saved.

Zhuo Zizheng stays in Rock Breaker Mercenary squad, and there is no lack of repayment.

“After today, leave Cloudmist City for now.” Yan Lu weakly leaned against the rock wall and said slowly.

“You are Captain, you don’t need to discuss this with me.” Zhuo Zizheng knows what Yan Lu wants to say, but he will not take the initiative to say it.

“I knew you would say that, let’s go to Ruins of Dragon.”

Yan Lu slowly said, although his breath was weak, his tone was very firm.

……

If there is any place in Cloudmist City that is most comfortable, safest, and most suitable for recuperation, it is undoubtedly in a remote alley, Qi Le The shop is out.

This is a unified name for the regular customers who come to the store.

On the contrary, it was the myriad forms grocery store named myriad forms that Qi Le was on a whim. No one knew about it.

There is medicine pill, snacks, and soft and comfortable sofas.

So after Orchid Leaf Group returned to Cloudmist City, the first place that came to mind was here.

“Qi Store Manager, good morning.”

Lan Ye opened the store door and greeted a little tiredly.

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