Dragon King weapon

After the farce in the morning ended, the nameless anger that broke down came and went quickly, but a bad face was still inevitable.

He sat on the jade bench, swung his sword, and spread out the recent military plans of the three realms in front of him. Several groups of soldiers and horses had already fought together in the lower realm, and the fire was raging in Huolixingtun. The fire is too hot to cover the water.

Tang Jian had a close relationship with him, and when he thought about what happened this morning, he couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "You're funny too, you didn't even figure out the cause and effect, so you got angry first!"

"Look at the map of the battle situation." Chong Duan frowned, not really wanting to bring up the matter of waking up in the morning.

The more he saw his evasive appearance, Tang Jian became more energetic: "You don't want me to investigate? Hey, you know that I am good at reading people's hearts, why didn't you ask me, did the little dragon king lie to you?"

Chongduan pointed at a Lingming Mountain Range and trembled slightly, raised his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "Maybe I can really go to his room by myself."

"I don't know what you did that night,"

Tang Jian covered his sleeves and smiled, his eyes were very ambiguous, "You little dragon king, I know exactly what is going on in your heart."

Chong Duan narrowed his eyebrows slightly, half of the evil energy in the eagle eyes faded, and he said coldly: "What's the matter?"

He wanted to ask but didn't want to ask in his heart, so he inevitably hesitated, but now his heart is very agitated, when it comes to the little dragon king, he seems to be extremely curious, and he can't help but want to reach out and touch it.

"You even opened your mouth to ask me, then I will tell you."

Hearing this rare and curious tone of Chongduan, Tang Jian made up his mind to unravel the confusion of this "thin-hearted" man. The face with his back turned to Chongduan showed a flat expression, he took out the folding fan at his waist and smiled lightly. Said: "You don't know, you and that..."

"Report!"

Before he could finish his next sentence, he saw a bird of prey flying over in the distance, kowtowed to the ground, with sticky blood on the flying wings, he almost fell in front of the Jade Stone Palace, and said in a trembling voice: "Report, report General, God of Knowing Mind, the God of Water is here to report, Tangting Mountain is patrolling, patrolling..."

Tang Jian instantly sensed the bloodthirsty aura condensed around Zhong Duan, and was waiting for the next sentence of the soldier who informed him——

"The old dragon king's soul and body!"

Severe eye canthus tearing apart.

He searched all over the Three Realms, stained half the sky with blood, and did not hesitate to expend his divine power, but in the end he still ended up in such a fate that he could not avenge his great revenge... life after life, forever and ever.

He suppressed the turbulent and turbulent evil spirit in his body, his eyes were red, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "When the body dies, the soul also dies?"

"When the body dies, the soul also dies."

The bird of prey searched in his mind what the water god Mingxiao said when he urged the notice to come down, "Golden horned wings with green horns, whiskers under the jaw, scales gradually changing to indigo, and a pair of vermilion pupils..."

In an instant, the white tiger roared, and the sound of howling and howling broke the sky.

Tang Jian flew up, covered half of his face with a folding fan, and fended off a wave of raging clouds, and suddenly saw Chong Duan's figure as if he had transformed into a giant white tiger. flame……

"General!"

The water god Ming Xiao came from nowhere, and turned into a cluster of water around Tang Jian's legs, turning into a human being. In a hurry, he was about to rush in the direction of the heavy break. Tang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Now When he is extremely sad and angry, let him go."

Tang Jian stabilized Ming Xiao, and sighed in his heart, then... the little dragon king has never deceived the general.

A roar of thunder and tigers exploded from the sky, Rong Qianji could already hear it no matter how lightly he slept.

He turned over and leaned against the edge of the bed, feeling the vibration of the bedroom, and a look of worry on his brows. Sister Xie at the door was holding food and entering the room. He staggered in fright, patted his chest and gasped: "It's true!" How dangerous! A tiger came from nowhere, tiger, tiger..."

Rong Qianji flung his eye knife away, raised his brows and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense!"

His white tiger had only turned into a human form in the night, how much stimulation did Chong Duan himself suffer to force him out of his body?

Rong Qianji was stunned by the shock, he didn't know whether it was good or bad for a moment, he clearly felt that the big cat that accompanied him at night, that man with handsome and clear eyes would never come back...

That was a break in his heart.

He was looking forward to the approaching cold night every day, and when it was dark, and the incense was lit in the bedroom, his severed body could hug him even tighter.

After transforming into a human form last night, it seems that everything is no longer affected by his thoughts. The white tiger is gone, and the heavy break is gone...

I don't know if his gentle and ignorant heavy-duty will come again tonight?

Today he had a good rest in the Dragon King's palace, took a lot of internal medicines one after another to recuperate his body a bit, the dragon ball in his chest gradually became hot, the dragon's horns gradually grew to protrude, the coolness of the scales receded a lot, the heavenly doctor saw, It is said that when he is transforming into a dragon form, as long as he takes more care, he will be fine.

The "Heavenly Physician" seemed a bit cramped, unable to hide his pair of magic horns, Rong Qianji looked at Tang Jian who was following the "Heavenly Physician" in surprise, and couldn't help asking, "Is this the Heavenly Physician?"

The Little Dragon King was born in Tiangong and grew up in Tiangong. What a pair of piercing eyes, Tang Jian didn't understand why he decided to find a magic doctor to turn into a day doctor. Isn't this a joke for Prince Xiaolong?

Tang Jian didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile and said: "The general is looking for a heavenly doctor, and I, as a junior, dare not speak rashly."

When the chaos in the entire heaven dissipated, the edges were almost broken and shattered. His tiger body melted into his body, and he seemed unable to hold on for a while. He held his sword to the ground, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

He broke his hoarse voice again, took the elixir handed over by Ming Xiao and swallowed it, frowning his brows tightly, and stopped speaking.

Across the door, he locked himself into the cold cave in Tianshan Mountain, sent heavy soldiers to guard the entrance, and ordered Ming Xiao and Tang Jian to deal with matters within two or three days, and not to ask any more questions.

Tang Jian knew in his heart that he had confirmed that the old Dragon King was dead, and he would not be able to avenge his great revenge. Naturally, he lost many lives.

It's just that I don't know what to do with the little dragon king... Chong Duan in the bedroom.

Before leaving, Chong Duan suddenly turned around, a pair of falcon-like eyes locked on Ming Xiao's body, and his words were tightly clenched: "Don't overstep."

Ming Xiao understood what he was talking about, and quickly knelt down to ask for forgiveness, saying that he would not dare to do it again.

On the second day, Ming Xiao replaced the guard at the entrance of the Tianshan Cold Cave, and Tang Jian was naturally free, knowing that this matter could not be delayed, if he wanted to save the life of the Little Dragon King, he had to act immediately.

Rong Qianji took the medicine recently and started to lethargy. Last night, his serious illness did not come again, so he had to worry. When he saw Sister Xie brought food into the house again, he couldn't help asking: "You know the general has recently Where are you?"

"Your Majesty is really joking," Sister Xie smiled, she had stayed in the Dragon King's palace for a long time, and pityed the little Dragon King more and more under the condition of prudently protecting her life, "Who is the General, I am a ghost, how do I know his whereabouts?" .”

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Jian came in against the wind, lifted half of the bed curtain and let the cold air fall, he said with a flick of his sleeves, "The general is practicing in seclusion recently, and the little dragon king is thinking too much? Don't worry about it."

Rong Qianji blushed, and the dragon scales on Fang Jue's neck grew again, but his temper was also frank: "I am worried about you."

Tang Jian was very surprised, he had never heard the little dragon king call himself "my king", such a word added a bit of arrogance, and he felt that he had read the right person, and said: "I came here today because I want to be with the little dragon king." The Dragon King said that it was related to the massacre of the general family and the fall of the god of war Xingzi to the underworld..."

"Are you aware of this?" Rong Qianji became alert, he had never heard of the past from others.

Tang Jian sat down and poured the cinnamon wine with ease, "You never found out what happened after he left Tiangong?"

When Rong Qianji heard it, the dull pain in his heart was unbearable, he gritted his teeth and said: "Never."

It is precisely because he has never found out anything, coupled with the family feud, that he has been extremely guilty of rejuvenation for so many years. Desire and love are like vines wrapped around his neck, and he is almost out of breath.

He searched hard by himself but failed, returned to Tiangong and endured many punishments, all of which he gritted his teeth to survive. In his memory, the broken brother never left, and he never thought that after a thousand years, he would be killed and returned to Tiangong , covered in blood...

There is only boundless hatred in his eyes.

This person, who is clearly in charge of thousands of horses and thousands of troops, was dressed in scarlet and dark that day, standing amidst the flags of the war, but...

It's like being alone.

He once asked Chong Duan after practicing sword dancing and martial arts, if one day I sit on the throne of the supreme dragon king in the three realms, would you let me set a throne beside me and assist me in the world with divine power?

Chong Duan immediately knelt beside him, bent down and kissed his sword.

Chong Duan's voice back then was not as hoarse as it is now, with the peculiar greenness of a teenager: "I will definitely not leave you alone."

The cinnabar mole in Rong Qianji's eyes became hotter and hotter, and he said happily, "What if you break this oath?"

"Wait!"

Crouching down abruptly, Rong Qianji covered his severed mouth with one hand, even panting carefully: "Don't say that unlucky thing, someday there will be a thunder strike, your soul will be scattered, don't say any more!"

Chong Duan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and the original cold outline came to life, "Qianji, that's not what I want to talk about."

"I want to say, I will not break this oath."

That day, the flying flowers in the Wuchang Valley were cut randomly, and I don't know how many soft red petals fell.