Chapter 58
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Chapter 58 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
Song Qingyu slowly probed her hand, which was still stained with blood, towards the vortex.
Without warning, her body was sucked away by a strong force towards the vortex.
Her mind went blank for a moment. The body felt a burst of heat, and found herself in a dark place.
She put her hands on the ground and hadn’t had time to raised her head to see where she was.
She feel coercion, and she couldn’t lift her head up because of the oppression.
“You’re not the person I’m looking for?”
An angry voice came from the deep space.
Song Qingyu was suppressed by that coercion and couldn’t lift her head but she understand.
This voice came from the dragon inside the space. The reason for Long Aotian to be able to stand on top of the cloud was also because of this dragon.
“So what if I wasn’t, and what if I was?”
Song Qingyu already felt pain between her breaths, but she still had to persevere.
In short, she opened this space, this space was her. If you kill her, this space will burst.
This dragon has a desire and a grudge. On one side, this dragon god was trapped in this small space, and the person he was waiting for was Long Aotian.
However ! ! He was unable to wait anymore.
“No, no!”
The dragon’s voice gradually changed from anger to helplessness.
“If others can help you, I can also help you.”
Song Qingyu lowered her head and said such a firm sentence.
That dragon ignored her and just kept sighing.
With his sigh, Song Qingyu felt that she was about to collapse from the pressure, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.
If she doesn’t appease this dragon, let alone get medicine to save people, whether she can go out was a problem.
She had an idea and said in a disdainful tone, “With your nature, it’s no wonder you’re trapped in this place.”
“What did you say?”
At first, the dragon spirit had already sunk, but when he heard Song Qingyu’s contemptuous words, he became furious.
Although he was locked here, it is easy to kill her.
In an instant, his killing intent increased.
Song Qingyu also felt the ominous feeling that came from him.
“I can open the seal of this ring with my blood, why don’t you trust me?”
Song Qingyu asked again.
“Your blood?”
At this time, the dragon reached toward Song Qingyu’s hand that was still dripping with blood, and he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
At that time, when he was about to be trapped. He had already foreseen that the person who will help him was a man with a dragon vein.
“Are you from the Dragon Clan?”
The dragon asked in a low voice. Although he was still displeased, compared to the previous tone, it was a little bit nicer.
“I’m the eldest princess.”
Song Qingyu raised her head slightly and looked towards the darkness in the distance.
The dragon probably gradually accepted it. The pressure at this time was also a little lighter, and she was able to raise her head.
“Princess, Dragon veins!”
The dragon once again fell into contemplation. Could it be that he really made a mistake at the beginning?
The girl who came can open the seal and get in, after all the royal family was the true son of the dragon.
“I believe you for the time being, if it doesn’t work, hum—”
The dragon had no choice but to compromise. In the end, he hummed, which made Song Qingyu’s throat sweet and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
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Chapter 58 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal Script
Translated by littlecloud
Edited by littlecloud
Song Qingyu slowly probed her hand, which was still stained with blood, towards the vortex.
Without warning, her body was sucked away by a strong force towards the vortex.
Her mind went blank for a moment. The body felt a burst of heat, and found herself in a dark place.
She put her hands on the ground and hadn’t had time to raised her head to see where she was.
She feel coercion, and she couldn’t lift her head up because of the oppression.
“You’re not the person I’m looking for?”
An angry voice came from the deep space.
Song Qingyu was suppressed by that coercion and couldn’t lift her head but she understand.
This voice came from the dragon inside the space. The reason for Long Aotian to be able to stand on top of the cloud was also because of this dragon.
“So what if I wasn’t, and what if I was?”
Song Qingyu already felt pain between her breaths, but she still had to persevere.
In short, she opened this space, this space was her. If you kill her, this space will burst.
This dragon has a desire and a grudge. On one side, this dragon god was trapped in this small space, and the person he was waiting for was Long Aotian.
However ! ! He was unable to wait anymore.
“No, no!”
The dragon’s voice gradually changed from anger to helplessness.
“If others can help you, I can also help you.”
Song Qingyu lowered her head and said such a firm sentence.
That dragon ignored her and just kept sighing.
With his sigh, Song Qingyu felt that she was about to collapse from the pressure, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.
If she doesn’t appease this dragon, let alone get medicine to save people, whether she can go out was a problem.
She had an idea and said in a disdainful tone, “With your nature, it’s no wonder you’re trapped in this place.”
“What did you say?”
At first, the dragon spirit had already sunk, but when he heard Song Qingyu’s contemptuous words, he became furious.
Although he was locked here, it is easy to kill her.
In an instant, his killing intent increased.
Song Qingyu also felt the ominous feeling that came from him.
“I can open the seal of this ring with my blood, why don’t you trust me?”
Song Qingyu asked again.
“Your blood?”
At this time, the dragon reached toward Song Qingyu’s hand that was still dripping with blood, and he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
At that time, when he was about to be trapped. He had already foreseen that the person who will help him was a man with a dragon vein.
“Are you from the Dragon Clan?”
The dragon asked in a low voice. Although he was still displeased, compared to the previous tone, it was a little bit nicer.
“I’m the eldest princess.”
Song Qingyu raised her head slightly and looked towards the darkness in the distance.
The dragon probably gradually accepted it. The pressure at this time was also a little lighter, and she was able to raise her head.
“Princess, Dragon veins!”
The dragon once again fell into contemplation. Could it be that he really made a mistake at the beginning?
The girl who came can open the seal and get in, after all the royal family was the true son of the dragon.
“I believe you for the time being, if it doesn’t work, hum—”
The dragon had no choice but to compromise. In the end, he hummed, which made Song Qingyu’s throat sweet and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter 58 The Female Match in The Cultivation Immortal ScriptTranslated by littlecloudEdited by littlecloudSong Qingyu slowly probed her hand, which was still stained with blood, towards the vortex.Without warning, her body was sucked away by a strong force towards the vortex.Her mind went blank for a moment. The body felt a burst of heat, and found herself in a dark place.She put her hands on the ground and hadn't had time to raised her head to see where she was.She feel coercion, and she couldn't lift her head up because of the oppression.You're not the person I'm looking for?An angry voice came from the deep space.Song Qingyu was suppressed by that coercion and couldn't lift her head but she understand.This voice came from the dragon inside the space. The reason for Long Aotian to be able to stand on top of the cloud was also because of this dragon.So what if I wasn't, and what if I was?Song Qingyu already felt pain between her breaths, but she still had to persevere.In short, she opened this space, this space was her. If you kill her, this space will burst.This dragon has a desire and a grudge. On one side, this dragon god was trapped in this small space, and the person he was waiting for was Long Aotian.However ! ! He was unable to wait anymore.No, no!The dragon's voice gradually changed from anger to helplessness.If others can help you, I can also help you.Song Qingyu lowered her head and said such a firm sentence.That dragon ignored her and just kept sighing.With his sigh, Song Qingyu felt that she was about to collapse from the pressure, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.If she doesn't appease this dragon, let alone get medicine to save people, whether she can go out was a problem.She had an idea and said in a disdainful tone, With your nature, it's no wonder you're trapped in this place.What did you say?At first, the dragon spirit had already sunk, but when he heard Song Qingyu's contemptuous words, he became furious.Although he was locked here, it is easy to kill her.In an instant, his killing intent increased.Song Qingyu also felt the ominous feeling that came from him.I can open the seal of this ring with my blood, why don't you trust me?Song Qingyu asked again.Your blood?At this time, the dragon reached toward Song Qingyu's hand that was still dripping with blood, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.At that time, when he was about to be trapped. He had already foreseen that the person who will help him was a man with a dragon vein.Are you from the Dragon Clan?The dragon asked in a low voice. Although he was still displeased, compared to the previous tone, it was a little bit nicer.I'm the eldest princess.Song Qingyu raised her head slightly and looked towards the darkness in the distance.The dragon probably gradually accepted it. The pressure at this time was also a little lighter, and she was able to raise her head.Princess, Dragon veins!The dragon once again fell into contemplation. Could it be that he really made a mistake at the beginning?The girl who came can open the seal and get in, after all the royal family was the true son of the dragon.I believe you for the time being, if it doesn't work, humThe dragon had no choice but to compromise. In the end, he hummed, which made Song Qingyu's throat sweet and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
