"Poisonous body." Bai Jinyi nodded: "Long, you worry because of that avatar?"

"Well, the avatar has his own consciousness. This is not a good sign. If you split up in the future, it will be troublesome." Long Xiaopeng looked up at Bai Jinyi.

"But... I don't know if the change in the body of the feather is because of the poison." For the first time, Bai Jinyi felt that too much baby was a problem.

"If you don't know why her body is like this, then there is only one way left." Long Xiaopeng's tone is helpless.

"What is the way." Bai Jinyi's look changed, there are ways to better than a fog.

Dragon chubby swings his hand: "The most stupid way."

As he said, Long Xiaopeng groaned in his little belly pocket, and an old book was taken out of the space dudou by Long Xiaopeng. Long Xiaopeng sighed: "There are still a few hours to help out."

The meaning of Long Xiaopeng is very obvious. If you don't understand, you have to learn. You don't know in your mind. You can only find the answer from the book.

Bai Jinyi will pick up a book with a suspicious question. When he sees the cover that has almost fallen off, the pupil shrinks sharply: "The ancient spirits recorded? Longye, has this thing been lost long ago?"

Dragon Xiaopeng grinned: "How old are you? How many years have you been born in my ancestors when I found this book?"

When Bai Jinyi’s eyes were stagnation, he thought that Long Xiaopang had lived for thousands of years, far from being comparable to himself for twenty years.

"Longe, these books are all you usually see?" Bai Jinyi glanced at the stack of books, each of which is a rare treasure, many of which only know the name, only know hundreds of years or even thousands of years ago I have this book, but I have never seen it.

Long Xiaopang’s mouth is lightly swayed: “How do you think that Longye’s reputation as the mainland’s treasure? I didn’t have this nickname thousands of years ago. Even if I only read one page a day, I’ve seen something more common. People have seen more in their lives."

Bai Jinyi nodded, no rebuttal, seven thousand years, plus Dragon's own ethnic heritage, is not comparable to humans.

But conversely, Long Xiaopang does not know the situation of the night feathers in the body, but also can prove the speciality of the night feathers!

Time has passed, and night feathers and other people are already near Qiuyang City.

Bai Jinyi and Long Xiaopeng each placed a stack of books.

The two did not look at each other with their eyes, but with the spirit to sweep, sweeping is midnight, completely reading ten lines.

Bai Jinyi raised his neck and raised the book in his hand. It was another book and there was no gain.

With a low glance, Long Xiaopeng is still reading hard.

Bai Jinyi grabbed a book at random, and he saw it all over the world.

This book name is quite unusual.

The general ancient books are named by what record, what is the name, like Ziyunlu, Tianshan, and so on.

This book is a sight, it seems that it is written by someone’s life.

Another half an hour passed.

"White, how are you there?" Long Xiaopeng also talked, the most stupid way, equivalent to a needle in a haystack.

In the belly of Long Xiaopang, there are thousands of books like this...

Bai Jinyi did not pay attention to the dragon chubby, and the star gaze focused on the things in his hand.

"Little white?!" The dragon chubby tone has a slight ups and downs.

"Long Ye, I guess, I should have found it." Bai Jinyi's voice was a little excited, and there was a hint of surprise!

Too embarrassing, the content of this book is too surprising!