like a dragon

In the hall filled with seawater, there was an unusually crisp knocking sound.

The knocking sound passed through the water, but there was no muffled sound at all, it was like the ice shaking in the cold winter, like jade shattering on a diamond, or like people clapping their hands dumbly.

From the ceiling of the hall, hangs a long golden ridge, and the arrow cluster-like coccyx drags above the ground, shaped like a de-energized barb.The Dragon King took a closer look at the hanging bone, and stretched out his hand to shatter a section of the spine in front of him. The golden and red dragon blood in the spine flowed into the round tripod like waste water, but he seemed to have not seen it, and stretched his hand upwards, repeating the same action.

In the past few days in the southern wasteland, Hu Er has been dreaming the same dream repeatedly.The Dragon King in the dream was expressionless and didn't care about the pain of broken bones. In the pain and unwillingness he was already familiar with, there was a refreshing feeling, as if smashing the dragon's spine was the end of the pain. .

Carrying the fox seven inner alchemy for a long time, the influence of the dragon's breath on him is much greater than before.Dreams that I couldn't remember before, now I can see one or two. When I go to Shenshahai next time, I'm afraid I'll have to ask Dragon Mother to ask what she saw when she was disturbed by the dragon's breath.If this continues, maybe entrusting the black dragon to exorcise Hu Qi is a better way.

"Second brother?"

Hu Er heard Hu Wu calling him, but couldn't change his mind for a moment.

"Second brother, what's in your hand?" Hu Wu asked a little surprised.

Hu Er looked down.

What he held in his hand was a piece of fur from his own back.He was thinking that the black dragon had picked off the Nilin, perhaps a corner of the original body was missing at the throat, if he went to the battlefield, he would have to be cooked by the holiday head.After sending Ni Lin back, he was worried that the black dragon felt that he was dissatisfied with him again, so he pulled out all the scales from his body to apologize.It would be better for him to find a way to fill the vacancy by himself, which can be regarded as another testimony of the friendship between the two.

He has refined this piece of fur into a rough magic weapon, and he just waited to find Uncle Ruan and ask him to bless it. Just after being disturbed by the dragon's breath, Hu Wu asked him to seal the official letter, but he took out this thing.

Hu Er turned his head to look at his frowning fifth brother, Hu Wu is the most straight-tempered one in the family, and also the best to fool.He turned his fur up and down, and said nonsense calmly: "I'm going to the battlefield soon, let's see how well I can tolerate the pain."

Hu Wu's face twitched, and he said worriedly: "It's not true what Xiao Qi said...the pressure is too great, and your hair is falling out?"

"Are you losing your hair?" Hu Er asked through gritted teeth.

"Maybe..." Hu Wu thought for a moment, "The second brother is also very talented in this area, and he is better than others."

"You're right," Hu Er sighed angrily, "If I lose my hair in the future, I should work hard in a direction that ordinary people can't reach."

"Receive the official letter." Hu Wu touched his arm, and reminded: "Put away the things quickly."

Hu Er pinched the piece of fur, searched in his sleeve, and handed it to him after confirming it was a letter.

"I'll stay in Qianwanhe for a few more days. Uncle Ruan is no longer in this area. If you're in a hurry to find him, then go west to try your luck."

"Don't worry about me, it's up to you." Hu Er nodded to him.

The two settled in the middle part of the wilderness where the wolf demon named Hui surnamed. The southern wilderness is full of reeds. If there is a sky fire, it will be at least hundreds of miles away, and this time it will burn to the Qianwan River.If you go further to the west, you will enter another mountain range across the demon world, and the sky fire is raging. At this moment, if you find two people, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are fishing in a hurricane.

Hu Er felt a little sad, and thought of the black dragon again.He practiced in the Dragon Tomb, and he didn't know what kind of Dragon King he saw in the past.The Dragon King is all about dust, and the marriage contract is only a contract to bind the Dragon Mother. Now he sees him crushing the dragon's spine and dying for love. So, why did he give birth to the descendant of the Black Dragon?If the dragon mother is not the black dragon's biological mother, who is his biological mother?

The fox headed towards the sea of ​​gods and demons, but he heard birds singing like a harp in the distance. He looked up, and saw a pair of blue thin wings flying across the sky where no birds had flown for a long time, and landed as a girl in colorful clothes. Clan Qingque messenger.

He went out to look for someone, but was found.

"Emissary Qingque's trip will solve my urgent need?" Hu Er asked with cupped hands.

Qingque's almond-shaped eyes slightly curved, and he returned the courtesy: "Second Young Master, my master has returned, and I invite you to talk about the burning house."

"Very good," Hu Er nodded, "wait for me for a moment."

"Second son, please go ahead."

Hu Er took the time to write a letter to Hei Long, explaining the matter to him.When the Feng Clan signed the covenant, the only thing missing was his companion beast.

If you leave the customs, wait for me at Jiuwei Bay.

Hu Er picked up his pen and wanted to write this sentence, but withdrew his hand again—the return date is uncertain, it would be better to go to the sea to find him.

After writing the text message, leave it to Hu Wu, and Hu Er followed Qing Que to cross the border through the air.The monsters on the land are hard to endure, and the birds are afraid that the wind will fall even more. The closer they are to the monster sun, the hotter they feel. The hot wind noise caused by the rapid rotation of the two suns is actually the only sound that the birds can hear when they fly in the air.

Qing Que turned her head and signaled Hu Er to turn off her hearing, and Hu Er did as he said. After the wind noise could no longer be heard, the sound of the Dragon King hitting the spine became more and more obvious.

Hu Er counted carefully, the keel has 460 seven sections, each section was pinched and exploded by himself, even so, he still survived for decades.

It is not so easy for the big monster to ask for death... Perhaps, this move is not for love?

After several speculations, Hu Er finally saw the dark red mansion surrounded by emerald green phoenix trees. Unlike the land plaques hanging under the eaves, the three characters of the bird tribe "House on Fire" are written on the flat roof of the mansion, which is very conspicuous from the air. , hard to miss.

"Second Young Master, please enter by yourself. My Patriarch is waiting for you in the meeting hall." Qing Que opened the front door of the house for him, bowing her head.

"Thank you, Qingque Envoy."

Hu Er walked in along the stone path inside the house.According to legend, Ruan Ruodao's clan has some connection with Taoist true immortals, and inherited a little bit of Gu Fu, which is the most dedicated lineage in the demon world to cultivate immortals. But after the Yanding War, Ruan Ruodao gave up his own cultivation and specialized in the way of magic weapons.The Fox from the Falling Fire House has come several times, asking for magic weapons, and asking about some secrets about the demon world.

The sycamore trees on both sides are as tall and straight as before, and there is still a fragrance under the scorching sun.It's a pity that this kind of fire-resistant sycamore is only planted near Fengzhai, and it is extremely difficult to survive elsewhere. Otherwise, it can be planted in enclosures to build temporary shelters for animals to take refuge, and it will always provide protection.

Hu Er walked more than a hundred steps, and then saw Ruan Ruodao waiting in the door of the meeting hall, he was standing with his hands behind his back, the anxiety on his brows was not concealed at all.

"Uncle Ruan." Hu Er raised his hand to salute.

"Nephew, come in quickly."

The two sat down, Ruan Ruodao was still anxious, Hu Er asked: "I heard that you took Aiyuan on a tour, why didn't you see the young master of the Feng clan?"

Daoist Ruan Ruo sighed: "My little daughter, Ruan Tang, is stubborn by nature. She had a fight with me on the tour, and then she got separated. I couldn't find her for many days, and I was thinking about such a big event in the demon world. I need to deal with it first. That's it. The meeting was hastily arranged, if it interferes with my nephew's plan, I will still look to Haihan."

"You're too polite. Straight to the point, this is the covenant," Hu Er presented the covenant, "I ask Uncle Ruan to have a look."

"She was supposed to sign this covenant, but now she hides it to be angry with me." Ruan Ruodao sighed again, "I will still sign my name, and after the Dragon King opens the dragon gate, I will make another supplement in the covenant."

"Of course," Hu Er nodded, "The Dragon King will also have something to add."

Ruan Ruodao nodded clearly: "Back then, Yuan also fought for Meng Chen's seat, so it must be the same for the new Dragon King."

"Uncle Ruan still remembers God will be dusted?"

"I remember one or two, but not many." Ruan Ruodao thought for a while and said: "Phoenix will lose memory after the second nirvana, so I have the habit of recording every day, and everything is recorded. I read some after nirvana. Marked as an important file, I seemed to be quite disapproving of Yuan's actions at the time."

"The old Dragon King and Meng Chen are brothers and sisters, and volunteered to plan for him."

"It's such a love of children, no one in the demon world has become a fairy for thousands of years." Ruan Ruodao frowned, "If one of us becomes a fairy, that thief will definitely come and go that day."

"That day, the three of you already killed half of his life. If the demon world join forces this time, even if no one becomes immortal, he won't be able to return."

"I'm afraid that his injuries have healed over the past few hundred years, so it will be even more difficult to deal with." Ruan Ruodao frowned.

Hu Er recalled Meng Chen's last words, and promised to Ruan Ruodao: "He swallowed Meng Chen recklessly, I'm afraid it will be like a gnat in his throat, and it won't benefit him to cultivate immortality."

"I hope so." Ruan Ruodao sighed.

"Uncle Ruan has something to do right now," Hu Er said after hesitating for a moment, "I actually have one more thing to ask."

"But it doesn't matter."

Hu Er offered the throat protector made of fur: "I also ask Uncle Ruan to temper it with real fire for one or two for use in the battlefield."

"It's an exquisite magic weapon for protecting the body." Ruan Ruodao took it and looked at it, "Is it for protecting the heart, my nephew?"

Hu Er felt shy, nodded and said: "Exactly. I intend to go to the battlefield with the Dragon King, and I also hope that the scorching sun will be scorching, so don't hold him back."

Ruan Ruodao nodded: "I have no shirkable responsibility for this matter. Once the real fire is fired, it will take three days. I still need to hurry to find my ineffective daughter. It is inconvenient to protect the Dharma. I wonder if my nephew can take the time to stay for a few more days?"

"Naturally," Hu Er hurriedly said, "Thank you uncle for your trust, Hu Er is very grateful."

Ruan Ruodao shook his head and smiled wryly: "In the face of a major event, I am acting like a child."

"Uncle Ruan's words made Hu Er ashamed." Hu Er bowed, "Uncle loves his daughter, and is also the young master of the Feng Clan. He is both public and private. Hu Er can't help find people now, it is dereliction of duty. "

"Thank you for your understanding." Ruan Ruodao lightly supported Hu Er's arms, "There are many anecdotal story books in the library of the Fallen House, and my nephew is waiting for you to read."

"So, thank you Uncle Ruan." Hu Er said.

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