Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Without close inspection, one might mistake it for a black jade bracelet, and the iron ring on the finger also instantly changed its appearance, turning black as well, with an added touch of color.

"Ok!"

Song Qingyou responded.

"Go to the palace, and then we'll go to the Realm of True Spirits."

Before leaving the True Spirit Realm, it would be best to tell my younger brother.

"it is good!"

Once outside, the black dragon slipped from her wrist and transformed into a large dragon.

Once Song Qingyou stood on its back, it flew into the sky, soaring higher and higher, growing larger and larger.

It was still early, so Song Qingyou went directly to the Imperial Study.

Once they reached the rooftop, the black dragon transformed into her bracelet, and Song Qingyou leaped off the roof.

They heard a noise inside, and soon someone came over. When they saw it was Song Qingyou, they smiled.

"Princess!"

They were all extremely respectful.

Song Qingran heard the address from outside and came out as well.

"Sister Royal."

Song Qingran seemed to sense something, and after taking a few steps, her expression changed.

"Brother, I'm leaving."

It was meant to be a farewell, but things still need to be done.

"Yes!"

Even though Song Qingran was extremely unwilling, he still didn't say anything after Song Qingyou said that.

"You can take this pill when you are sick to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy."

As she spoke, Song Qingyou took out a bottle of pills from her spatial storage.

This elixir, if consumed by ordinary people, will naturally strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

"it is good!"

Song Qingran nodded and accepted it.

"..."

Song Qingyou also fell silent.

I don't know how to put it, after all, the path of cultivating immortality is too long, and decades pass in the blink of an eye.

In the world of cultivation, it's just a snap of the fingers.

She dared not say that she would come back to see him, for perhaps by the time she returned, her younger brother would no longer be there.

The siblings remained silent for a long time before Song Qingran spoke first.

"Sister, let's go! I'll take good care of myself and wait for you to come back."

A gentle smile played on Song Qingran's lips, and her dark, jade-like eyes sparkled with light.

"Ok!"

Song Qingyou patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left without any hesitation.

Song Qingran chased after her until she saw Song Qingyou's figure standing on the back of the black dragon, gradually disappearing into the swirling clouds.

"Sister, I will wait for you to come back."

His handsome face showed a resolute determination.

As Song Qingyou stood on the back of the black dragon and flew towards the True Spirit Realm, she suddenly smelled a strong stench of blood as she passed the mountain near the Princess's residence.

She looked down and frowned slightly.

The black dragon seemed to sense it too, and with a flick of its tail, it swooped down.

At this point, the princess's residence had become a living hell.

The air was thick with the stench of blood; there was hardly a single living person.

Song Qingyou frowned, a hint of anger in her eyes.

The massacre of the princess's residence—only Long Aotian could harbor such deep hatred for him.

She stood on the black dragon, searching for survivors, and finally saw a small figure sitting on a big tree in a courtyard, shivering.

"Rong Ruo".

Song Qingyou called out.

Rong Ruo was completely terrified at this point, but his eyes regained focus when he heard the familiar voice.