?Once this monster takes shape, even if Yu Keqiu turns into a real dragon and joins forces with the Nine Lives Cat next to him, he can no longer destroy it.

But this monster born from the black faith will destroy everything.

Yu Keqiu opened his eyes and looked back at the kitten next to him.

The kitten seemed to feel a little bit, and his eyes widened: "Meow..." What are you going to do...

In the next moment, she saw the eyes of the person in front of her turned pure white.

In an instant, the dragon's horns solidified, and the man disappeared.

In the endless black, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up.

The sound of the dragon's roar reached Jiuxiao, and a pure white jade dragon appeared out of the white light.

The real dragon is in this world, and everything is ruled by the heavens and the earth.

The white real dragon raised its head, not angry and majestic. There seemed to be a glow between the sky and the earth, breaking through the darkness, spreading all over his body. A pair of warm dragon horns on his forehead glowed brightly.

Every piece of dragon scales on his body is carved like the finest mutton jade, and four dragon claws are covered with white auspicious clouds.

Without a sword, he can float in the air.

The kitten gave a shrill cry.

The white dragon turned his head, with a look of reluctance.

He swings the dragon's tail and gently pushes her away, softly as if he is treating a fragile feather.

This is the person he loves most in his life.

But now, he can't keep her by his side.

Light poured down from the sky, covering the already pitch-black Baiyang Lake.

The kitten wanted to rush into the Baiyang Lake, but was isolated by an invisible barrier.

She stretched out her sharp claws, trying to pierce the barrier.

But the real dragon is the emperor of ten thousand demons, and the barrier is unbreakable.

There was a sorrowful meow from behind, but the white dragon did not dare to look back.

The dragon rushed into the black mist.

Yu Keqiu had never thought about what he wanted to do for the people of the world.

He is a cold-hearted person, always selfish.

But ever since he fell in love with that soft kitten, he felt that the world was really great every day.

If it's not such a good world, how could there be such a good her.

The white dragon is particularly conspicuous in the black mist.

There is a long-term, it seems that the wind from the ages before is slowly blowing over, floating the boundless light.

For a moment, or ten thousand years, the white dragon swallowed all the black mist, and the white light expelled the darkness.

In the black-shrouded sky, one after another sunlight broke through the darkness, pouring down golden light.

The silence around is as if dead.

The white kitten frantically twitched the barrier, and finally, the barrier shattered and dissipated like colored glaze.

The kitten rushed to the center of the lake immediately.

The white dragon had disappeared. Yu Keqiu, who was dissatisfied with the wound but had no blood, was lying on the bottom of the dry lake.

He still looks like a jade, but there is no blood on his face.

The kitten walked to him, a pair of cat eyes widened, and tears fell from his eyes.

Yu Keqiu closed his eyes halfway, knowing that he couldn't make it through.

The leaves fell down, and he stretched out his hand, gently touching her little head for the last time.

The kitten in his hand is still soft and soft, just staying around makes him feel sweet.

"Xiaozhi..." Yu Keqiu's mouth raised slightly, his voice was gentle, with endless perseverance: "Don't like me..."

Don't like me anymore.

Just treat me as an illusory dream.

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