Yan Luoluo had just stepped out of the Divine Palace when a silver-green shadow streaked past like lightning, crashing straight into her.
"Luoluo!" Accompanied by a joyful cry, the shadow swiftly coiled around Yan Luoluo's wrist—it was Qingyuan. Its dragon head rubbed affectionately against Yan Luoluo's cheek, and it excitedly said, "You've grown stronger!"
Before Yan Luoluo could even react, a golden-red flame plummeted from the sky like a shooting star, diving accurately and squarely into her embrace. Dazzling star-like patterns flickered across the tail feathers of this flame, resembling the brightest stars in the night sky.
Chapter 67