The dragon carved on it also seemed to be decorated with eyes at this time. The next moment, from the bottom and top of the dragon pendant seemed to touch some mechanism, the entire dragon pendant turned into a real dragon at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon is about twenty centimeters long, and the surface is carved like lifelike. The middle part looks like a grip, and it seems like a dragon breath is breathing in the dragon's mouth.

......

"Ye Yang, what are you doing?"

Su Qingge, who was watching TV in the living room, noticed the movement in the room, and quickly opened the door and looked at it.

When he saw the scene in front of Ye Yang, his eyes widened.

However, Su Qingge did not dare to disturb Ye Yang, so he quickly closed the door again.

And within the dragon pendant.

As the outside world's patterned dragon pendant changes, almost at the same time, the red light on the coffin quickly disappeared, as if it was unsealed.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, all the runes fell off, and golden lights filled with them. With a loud bang, the seal was completely lifted.

After the change of the scene just now, Ye Yang's body seemed to have endured countless attacks, gasping heavily.

As the runes on the coffin disappeared, Ye Yang slowly approached the coffin.

At this time, he easily opened the coffin with one hand.

The runes inside have also fallen off, and the red thought connecting Ye Fengyun's spiritual consciousness has disappeared.

"Ye Fengyun." Ye Yang shouted softly.

Nine golden dragons circling around Yeyang.

Countless golden small characters gathered around them, and they seemed to be curious about what the people in the coffin were like.

"Ye Fengyun, wake up." Ye Yang shouted again.

There was no movement in the coffin.

However, when Ye Yang called out the third time.

At this time, Ye Fengyun in the coffin suddenly moved his fingers, and the next moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up...wake up?" Ye Yang was excited and hurriedly reached out to help Ye Fengyun.

Ye Fengyun sat up from the coffin and turned around and looked around.

When his eyes fell on Ye Yang, he stayed for a long time.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you here?"

Ye Yang took two steps back.

Ye Fengyun's eyes fell on Jiulong and the golden small characters.

Kowloon roared, as if he had seen its predecessor.

"Xuanyang, are you still here?" Ye Fengyun said.

Jiulong roared again, as if responding to Ye Fengyun's words.

Ye Fengyun stood up from the coffin at this time and looked at Ye Yang: "I felt the breath of the Nine Heavens Xuanyang Art from you. Could it be that you are the Nine Heavens Xuanyang Art and the next successor? I am the previous one, and my name is Ye Fengyun, where are you?"

As he said that, Ye Fengyun stretched out his hand to Ye Yang: "I'm sealed here, I don't know how long it has passed. I have limited abilities, so I'm really ashamed."

Looking at Ye Fengyun's outstretched hand, Ye Yang took two steps back and stood there in a daze.

This was the first time he heard his father speak.

He thought that he would never see his father again in his life.

Ye Yang, who had never cried before, shed tears at this moment, and the tears even blurred his vision.

Ye Yang looked at Ye Fengyun standing in front of him alive, and couldn't believe his eyes.

He cannot express his heart in words.

It is even more impossible to describe your mood.

Time is like it is frozen here, or there is no time in the space inside the dragon pendant.

Ye Fengyun is still the same as he was back then and has not grown old.

Looking at the father in front of him quietly, Ye Yang murmured: "Hello, my name is Ye Yang!"

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