The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Sang Ci snorted softly, "What's so strange about this? Li Lun monsters have always served their masters and practiced cultivation. If this dragon was raised by a demon, of course it could understand human language."

"I don't think it looks like a monster."

As Song Xing spoke, he folded his hands slightly, and tiny wisps of blue light burst out from them, gradually condensing into the shape of a talisman.

At this time, the disciples of Zizhulin looked at Song Xing and said, "By the way, Senior Sister knows the beast control technique, so she should understand it."

The Shangqing Sect's beast-taming talisman technique is specifically used to analyze animal language and can be considered a high-level method. However, it is affected by the turbid air in the cracks, so it is naturally slower than condensing outside.

Sang Ci didn't have time to wait for the talisman to condense. He was already impatient and frowned and said:

"A monster like Li Lun is extremely ferocious, so what good is there to hear?"

After she said that, she turned her wrist, and purple air came from the east, and a thin whip flew out of her hand.

"Junior Brother Mu, why don't we subdue him first?"

Mu Yuzhen always listened to his senior sister's words. He nodded at this moment, waved his hand immediately, and a sword energy shot up into the sky from the sword box behind him.

Hua Jianbai was so anxious that he dug the ground with his claws, and mist came out of his nose.

He couldn't help but lower his dragon eyes. Since the dragon bone mark was gone, the burning in his eyes was no longer bloodthirsty and violent, but he was already furious.

Sang Ci raised her hand without saying a word. The whip in her hand was called "Zixiao". The whip was slender and covered with fine thorns. It turned into lightning and swept towards Hua Jianbai, as if it could penetrate everything in an instant.

Hua Jianbai felt threatened, twisted his body and swung his tail, breaking the dead branches and barely avoiding the whip shadow, creating a waterfall of ice and snow.

Before it could gain a firm foothold, it raised its head and roared, the sound waves vibrating in the air like materialized sharp blades.

At this moment, a green sword shadow passed by the side of the body and went straight to the throat of the dragon.

Hua Jianbai was not afraid of the two men. He swung his tail to avoid them, and picked up the snow, mud and gravel on the ground, which flew everywhere and whistled through the air.

Mu Yuzhen didn't expect that the dragon was so agile. He quickly put his energy into the sword and dodged it with a flip.

The two looked up and saw a dark blue dragon looming in the distance, appearing extremely oppressive.

Hua Jianbai's nostrils moved and sprayed out mist, but he was extremely angry. As the silver dragon whiskers danced, his eyes were like bright lights, staring at the tiny person.

Sang Ci was horrified by the dragon's gaze, and immediately shook his wrist, swinging the purple whip, which came towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.

Seeing that the man was so aggressive, Hanamibai was not to be outdone. It soared into the air and swung its huge tail vigorously, bringing up a cold wind, which was wrapped in thousands of pounds of ice and snow, and turned into countless ice spikes that fell like raindrops.

I saw purple lightning winding in the void, the light streaked across like a meteor, colliding with the ice and stirring up a crystal storm.

At the same time, the whip in Sang Ci's hand was light and agile, and it rolled towards the dragon's body.

After being defeated by the dragon, Hua Jian did not know the seriousness of the situation. Now the two of them were pressing too hard, so it opened its bloody mouth and sucked in the surrounding cold air and snow into its stomach, and then sprayed it out violently.

"Ow—"

The dragon roared loudly, and water vapor and ice chips collided with each other. The air was frozen into sharp ice needles, shooting towards the direction where Sang Ci and the others were.

Seeing this, Mu Yuzhen raised his sword to block. Although he was not very skilled in Taoism, he felt an irresistible sense of oppression like a mountain pressing down on his head, which was almost unbearable and he felt like he was being swung backwards.

Seeing this, Sang Ci transformed the long whip in his hand into a spirit snake and wrapped around the other person. The two of them moved one in front and the other behind, and then they landed in the snow with a somersault.

Hua Jianbai didn't want to continue fighting, so he howled to the sky in a panic, the sound rolling.

Seeing his intimidation, the people in the Purple Bamboo Forest began to hum with the sword cases on their backs. Zhou Fan was already extremely alert and shouted, "Form a formation."

He was the leader, followed closely by Mu Yuzhen, and the group of people in Taoist robes also followed suit, making seals with their hands and stepping on the seven stars.

There were more than a dozen disciples from Zizhulin, forming a hexagram-like light array. Their flying swords soared into the air, and their light just happened to build a green wall on all sides.

The dragon sensed danger and quickly twisted its neck, sweeping its long tail across, creating a whistling sound like a giant whip.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, as if the sound of wind and thunder was controlled. The icy flying needles hit the green light of the sword, and the ice chips splashed everywhere and turned into mist.

The sword energy in the hands of this group of people soared into the sky, with flashing electric light, intertwining and entwining, as if to pierce the sky.

Seeing that it was another powerful move of thunder and lightning, Hua Jianbai cried out in pain. He was also injured. If he really fought with this group of people, it would be hard to tell who would live and who would die.

Is there any way to retreat without fighting... It looked at Song Xing, but the words on the tip of its tongue turned into an earth-shaking roar.

Song Xing had been observing. The dragon's pale blue scales, reflected against the snow, looked as shiny and clear as dewdrops, without any of the terrifying appearance of a demon or monster.

When she heard the dragon's roar, her expression changed slightly, and she suddenly stepped forward and said:

"Wait a minute, Junior Brother Chou..."

As expected, the disciples of Zizhulin stopped upon hearing the sound and said in confusion:

"Big Sister, what are you doing?"

"I remember that monsters like Li Lun have no rationality, but Canglin can communicate."

Song Xing met the dragon's gaze, which was as agile as snow jade. This huge creature looked terrifying, but it didn't seem to be very ferocious.

It did not continue to attack, but seemed to have something it was eager to say, but it could not help but turn into thunder.

She looked thoughtfully at the talisman in her hand that was flashing blue light, and said:

"From what they say, this Canglin clan member seems to be from the same lineage as Grand Master, and also has a connection with the Shangqing Sect."

Zhou Fan and Mu Yuzhen were both stunned for a moment, while Sang Ci walked forward with a look of distrust and suspicion:

"Senior Sister Song, are you kidding me? How is this possible..."

On the day at Luo Mansion, Sang Ci did not participate in the banquet, so he did not know what the connection was between Si Chen and Hua Jianbai, but Song Xing was present throughout the whole process and now he understood it from the sound of the dragon's roar.

She looked up at the huge dragon, and at this moment... she almost understood the dragon's identity.

"I know who you are."

Hua Jianbai didn't expect that the other party could understand him, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately "howled" a few more times.

Hearing the howling, Song Xinglian hurried forward and said:

"It seems that you are indeed related to the Grand Master, but the Canglin lineage cannot enter the rift. Moreover, you have not practiced cultivation, so how did you transform into a dragon?"

After being a little nervous, Hanamibai really wanted to break free from the constraints of language, and the breath he exhaled was hot and rapid.

Song Xing's lilac-colored dress swayed in the wind. She pursed her lips slightly and looked up at the giant dragon.

"You should come with me to see the Grand Master later..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Hanamibai roared and shook his head.

Animal language is different from human speech. Song Xing often dealt with spiritual pets in Shangqing Sect. At this moment, he used the beast-controlling talisman and could actually hear a hint of help from the thunder.

Her gaze naturally fell in the direction of the mermaid.

"You want me to help you save someone?"

This was the first time that Hua Jianbai was able to communicate clearly since he turned into a dragon, and he immediately became cautious.

After all, the Song family is helping the world, and Ning Xiusu's current situation is unclear. It just regards it as a life-saving straw, but it doesn't know whether it can gain people's trust, so it can only growl as if negotiating.

There was an indiscernible look in Song Xingqiubo's eyes, as if he was thinking for a moment.

Hua Jianbai really didn't know what to say. If Song Xing was unwilling to help it in its current state, what would it do...

It had just appeared to threaten in a hurry. Now it lowered its head slightly and let out a soft "howl" towards Song Xing, as if begging.

Song Xing frowned slightly, holding a measuring stick, and said solemnly:

"Master always says that we must save those in need. I can help you, but he is a demon. Before that, you must make three agreements with me."

Hua Jianbai didn't expect that she was willing to help. He was overwhelmed with emotions and responded with a series of "ows".

Song Xing had a dignified face with slightly thin cheeks, which gave her the elegance of a lady from a noble family. She walked closer to it.

"If this merman is the true murderer of our sect's disciples, you must not be complicit in their crimes, nor should you aid them. After this, you must return to Shangqing Sect with us."

Hua Jianbai was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ning Xiusu, and nodded again.

Unexpectedly, Song Xing raised his chin slightly and said:

"I hope you won't break your oath. Even if you can't speak, you still need to understand the truth in your heart."

Hua Jianbai was stunned. Song Xing was finding different ways to say that he was not keeping his promise.

Everyone in the Purple Bamboo Forest was shocked and surprised to see the huge dragon talking to them.

Hua Jianbai hung his head and hummed softly, looking obedient.

Zhou Fan stood by and watched the conversation between the two. He didn't expect that the dragon was really psychic, but he began to believe that this huge beast was not a monster from Lilun.

On the other hand, Sang Ci frowned and said unhappily:

"Senior Sister Song, didn't you see that the merman was full of evil? Saving him? That's against the sect's rules."

Song Xing never liked to speculate, but just wanted to know the reason, so he said:

"Junior Sister Sang, this mermaid is about to die and his scales will appear. If we let him wake up, we can clarify many doubts in person, right?"

What she said made a lot of sense. Sang Ci couldn't refute it for the moment, so he just pursed his cherry lips:

"Why bother to speak so pompously? I think you've been away from the mountain for too long, and your mind is unstable."

Song Xing heard her speak rudely in public and looked at her angrily:

"Junior Sister Sang, what do you mean by this?"