As long as I continue to let my power invade it, I will definitely cultivate my own dragon, so I don't hesitate to guide my power to shape my own dragon.

Not to mention, it didn’t take long for the dragon inside to change its shape within a short time. The beard became emerald green, the eyes were blood red, the horns were golden like iron, and the scaly armor was in the sun. The colors of the six attributes of wind, thunder, water, fire, earth and wood seemed to be in their respective positions, and the colorful clouds of the sky attribute were also hovering around it, making this dragon look mighty and extraordinary.

Don’t look at the size of this dragon, but after I injected enough power, it finally emerged, almost much larger than the entire warship. Under the control of my mind, it soared in the clouds. Everyone was shocked and envious.

The black dragon of the Last God Sect looked murderous, but did not have the slightest divinity. This colorful dragon with huge differences was conquered by everyone.

It was full of energy, and when the hair on its body was shaking and roaring, all the immortals present were amazed at its perfect posture.

"It's pretty." Xue Qingcheng seemed to like this dragon, which allowed me to achieve my secret purpose, so I grabbed her hand while hitting the iron while she was hot, and jumped from the ship without her refusal: "Come with me."

"What are you doing!" Xue Qingcheng exclaimed, inevitably being a little frightened, but then the dragon flew in from the clouds below his feet in good time, lifted the two of us with his furry heads, and rushed into the sky.

Xue Qingcheng and I flew like a roller coaster, and it was inevitable that we were in a good mood. She snorted and said, "If you are too emotional, you will please the woman in this way."

"Haha, how can this be called abusive affection? I saw you being uncomfortable by those demons on the boat, so I came up with such a compromise. Don't blame me." I laughed.

She has a beautiful appearance, no matter which fairy family sees her, it is difficult to remove her eyes. This is also an instinctive behavior for beautiful things, but it will inevitably make her feel uncomfortable when used on her.

"Anyway, you're just being sentimental. You don't allow others to watch it. Just think of a way to see it yourself, right?" Xue Qingcheng's face was filled with sly spit.

"It makes you see through. I really don't want my woman to be admired so unscrupulously. Isn't it strange to be jealous?" I confessed generously.

Xue Qingcheng snorted slightly red on his face, then he propped his chin and said, "But...is it true?"

"What is true? Of course it is true." I wondered how she would ask.

"No, okay, I actually wanted to ask you... because you think I am the Snow Qingcheng in your mind, that's why you said that, or do you think I am Shenxue and you talked to me like that?" Xue Qingcheng threw up the difficult problem I expected.

I was taken aback for a moment, and seeing her sigh blankly, it was inevitable that there was a little more sense of sorrow in my heart.

Is she Xue Qingcheng? She is indeed, but she is different from the original she, she is younger and more lively, unlike Xue Qingcheng who is strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.

So I have an answer to this question, but I can't answer it for a while.

"Look, you can't answer, right? There are really questions that can stump you. In my impression, you don't seem to be like this." Xue Qingcheng looked at me with a provocative expression.

I smiled and said, "It's not that I can't answer it, but I'm not satisfied with the answer to this question."

"Well, I understand you!" Xue Qingcheng smiled.

"Huh? Why do you understand me now?" I curiously asked.

"Because of the elderly, I always like to keep things in my heart." Xue Qingcheng stuck out his tongue.

I looked at the playful her dumbfounded, but my heart became entangled. After hesitating for a while, I still asked: "Then I want to ask you, do you think she is you? Or maybe you should be two different people?"

Xue Qingcheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then laughed dumbfounded, and said, "Why don't you think there is someone who looks exactly like me, when I meditate, or when I am asleep? Will you talk to me at some time? You are so imaginative!"

"Uh, no? Okay." I couldn't help smiling. Sometimes it was taken for granted. She is Xue Qingcheng, but she is also called Shen Xue now.

On the contrary, I have been entangled whether they are different people. People only imagine the other person as two people when they are compared, but in fact that is just my own wishful thinking, and others don't think so at all.