Protagonist, please follow the plot with me

Oolong is a water beast, and has an innate talent for water spells, so even in such a hot space, he can still mobilize the water between heaven and earth to attack.

However, because Lin Xuan's request was too great, it took a long time to prepare for this oolong.

A talent spell belonging to Oolong.

The waves are monstrous.

Oolong enlarged his body, spat out majestic water, as if the river had opened a sluice, continuously intruded into the magma and collided with the magma, arousing a cloud of water vapor, and Yan was lying lazily on the bed of Yan Luna Huashang couldn't help becoming nervous when he saw the waves, obviously he understood his weakness better than anyone else.

Yan Jiren stood up, turned himself into black mist little by little, and covered the space between the waves and the magma. The black mist, like some corrosive solution, was quickly dissipated by the water poured by the oolong. Corrosion feeling, the air gradually filled with a choking smell.

"Master, no." Oolong soon realized that the power of the blocking black mist was much faster than he could release it, so he quickly withdrew the spell and shook his head at Lin Xuan aggrievedly.

As soon as Oolong's spell was stopped, Lin Xuan, who was blinded by the huge water vapor, was finally able to see the situation in front of him slowly. The entire surface of the magma was covered with black mist, and the remaining water source was being continuously absorbed. Swallowing it, it will disappear soon. It is obvious that Lin Xuan's method is vulnerable to Yanji, who has endless power.

"What should I do?" Oolong asked again in a low voice.

"It seems that if Yanji has been standing on the magma, we have nothing to do with him."

Yan, who has magma as a source of power, will not be injured, does not need to save spells, and is unpredictable.

"But he didn't pay attention to our provocation at all." Oolong was helpless. After all, he was hit on the head. Logically, no matter how good-tempered the beast should be, it should break out in resistance, and it turned out.

That guy doesn't bother to look at them at all.

But provocative.

Lin Xuan looked at the oolong, and turned on his own system panel.

As a taunt or something, he has skills.

Lin Xuan burst into tears, he didn't expect this skill to shine so quickly.

In order to ensure that Yanji would not run back soon after coming out, Lin Xuan took the oolong and ran away for a certain distance first, and after using a small amplification technique to ensure that Yanji must hear: "Hey, grandson."

The oolong is messing around in the wind, master, it's really good to just scold your mother or something.

will affect the score.

Although he doesn't mind.

On the other hand, Duan Yan raised his eyelids when he heard Lin Xuan scolding his mother, feeling bored in his heart, but for some reason, his heart, which was like an ancient well, suddenly boiled up.

I'm so irritable, I really want to hit someone, no, how could I be fooled by such a low-level provocation.

But that kid's face is so slapped, I can't control myself.

Yan Ji watched his body go against his will, this time he looked at Lin Xuan with a little panic.

This kind of ridicule talent is also slippery.

And Lin Xuan was also surprised when he saw Yanji rushing towards him, because although he hadn't been in contact with Yanji for a long time, Yanji was a very calm beast no matter how he looked at it, and he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape the clutches of the system.

Sure enough, the system is produced, and the quality is excellent.

Lin Xuan meets the enemy.

After Yan even went ashore, he didn't wait for Lin Xuan to make the first move like the old monk, but suddenly flicked his tail in the process of sprinting, and with the sound of the wind came Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan reflexively covered himself with both hands. In front of him, the tail just hit his arm, and there was a sharp pain clearly.

If you don't move, it's like the wind.

too fast.

Lin Xuan's heart was shocked, and he watched Yanji's second move.

"It's okay." Oolong rushed forward and fought hand-to-hand, not forgetting to worry about Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan shook his head, the pain in his arm hadn't disappeared: "It's okay."

Lin Xuan watched Oolong and Yanji collide. Yanji, who was obviously only one-tenth the size of Oolong, contained enormous power in his body, leaving scars on Oolong's body. Looking at Yanji, he was calm and cold Eyes, orderly movements.

It seems that the hand-to-hand fight ashore is also at a disadvantage.

Lin Xuan took out a large pile of earth-type runes from the space pocket. The yellowish light first enveloped the oolong, and then the remaining light continuously mobilized the earth-type power of heaven and earth to fall from nothing. The river is isolated.

Yan turned cold and rolled his eyes, and when he found out Lin Xuan's plan, he snorted coldly in his heart, as a child's play, with a flick of his tail, the earthen wall that Lin Xuan made collapsed.

The earth wall shattered, but instead of exposing the passage to the magma river as Yanji thought, it turned into a pile of roadblocks. Yanji wanted to clean it up, but Wulong followed closely behind, and after Lin Xuan isolated the magma river , The hand did not stop, but changed a rune.

Water system.

With Wulingen, no matter what kind of rune he has, the effect will not be compromised, but will exert greater power.

Lin Xuan sacrificed the runes, and looked at the snowflake-like pieces of paper waste that contained the power of heaven and earth all over the sky, as if watching thousands of gold and silver disappear, and couldn't help but burst into tears. Fortunately, the protagonist is a talisman. of.

The rune is born with water.

Although it is not as powerful as Oolong's innate spells, but the number of wins is large, and the water brought by those runes is like a river pouring down, swallowing the entangled Oolong flames, Oolong's body is moistened by the water source, and his spirit Brave yourself up, every movement of the move is full of joy, on the other hand, Yanji, seeing the water flow pale with fright, opened his legs and rushed towards the lava river, how could Lin Xuan do what he wanted.

"Look at the sword."

Lin Xuan stepped forward with the broken sword in his hands, gathering all his strength to slash at Yan Ji as if he was smashing Huashan Mountain. Yan Ji's eyes had lost their composure, and he stared at Lin Xuan with red eyes, fighting head-on with Lin Xuan's sword with his body , This time, he who failed to atomize was cut open by Lin Xuan's sword, and blood was sprinkled in the air.

Yan has no source of life, only his own strength, and he fought with the oolong for a long time before, and the power drop is not at 01:30, but the oolong is moistened by the water and joins the battle happily, and continues with Yan Not to mention recklessly, but also spitting out small water polo every now and then, to wash away the shame of the beast.

"Roar." Yan, who was under attack from two sides and couldn't break through to the magma river at all, let out a desperate roar.

"We won." Lin Xuan was delighted, and his hands kept moving.

Oolong was even more delighted, finally washed away the shame of the beast.

Yanji's power was disappearing, and Lin Xuan's heart trembled when he heard the roar with sadness.

"Be careful that the other party sprays poison when he is dying." Yan Ji's voice seemed to be as simple as a shout, and there was a touching power in his voice. Lin Xuan had suffered a few times and left many scars on his body, so he suddenly Thinking about it, Yan didn't know it was such a small trick.

So Lin Xuan concentrated his mind, and his movements were not as hasty as before.

Oolong nodded, with the same serious expression on his face.

Victory was in sight, no one person or beast let up, but no one thought that Yan Ji did not spray poison when he was about to die, but resisted the blow of the oolong, rushed up and bit Lin Xuan fiercely.

"Ah." Lin Xuan clutched his arms and sat on the ground in pain, while Yan Ji fell heavily beside him and closed his eyes.

"Master." Oolong looked at Lin Xuan clutching his arm, his face turned pale, his lips turned black, and the wound on it was not like an ordinary wound, but was wrapped in a layer of black things, and what was left was also black blood.

Lin Xuan listened to Oolong's wail, and wanted to open his eyes to comfort him, but.

Can't do it.

I am not going to die.Lin Xuan thought.

62. save

Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

Snow-white ceiling, modern energy-saving lamps, and the air conditioner blowing right on him?

air conditioner?

Qi Yuan got up, as if looking at something unexpected, looking at the modern product that should be very familiar.

came back.

Qi Yuan thought for a while, and finally remembered that this was the house he lived in before crossing over. The time he spent in another world was not too short. Although a lot of time was spent in retreat, there were still large and small incidents except for the time of retreat. For many things, the memory of modern life that has been lost for a long time has become more distant, like a dream.

Qi Yuan rubbed his head, found the slippers by the bed, walked to the computer desk not far from the bed, and touched the old computer that he had been with for four or five years, as if he was touching a familiar but unfamiliar old partner.

I also thought that I would travel back through time, but I didn't expect it to be so sudden.

Qi Yuan patted his head, a little grateful and regretful.

I haven't been able to say goodbye to Lin Xuan, but if I wear it back, the real protagonist in my body now, maybe Lin Xuan prefers that.

A hard-working young man who would practice well without his daily urging.

Qi Yuan stretched himself, the wall clock on the wall was at two o'clock in the afternoon, this was always the time when his lunch break ended, but he didn't expect to wake up just right.

Turn on the dormant computer, and the penguin may not be flickering in the small corner for many years.

Qi Yuan opened it, like an old man carefully chasing those dusty memories.

"Ready to start a new book? This time you're going to write about cultivation?" The last message was left by his like-minded friend.

Qi Yuan stared at the word cultivation, a little confused.

"I don't know." I haven't used the computer for a long time, and with just three words, Qi Yuan realized that he was struggling to type.

"I don't know? It's really rare. Didn't you say that you want to write a lifetime of cultivation?"

"I don't know." Qi Yuan retyped these words again.

The friend at the other end chatted with him about the prospect of cultivation, and Qi Yuan felt a little headache when he saw it. Qi Yuan shut down the penguin, and went to touch the documents he depended on for survival. Way to keep writing.

Qi Yuan suddenly found that he seemed a little out of tune with modern life.

Like just crossing that time, and