The No. 1 Sword Cultivator in History [Transmigration Book]

Lingran raised her eyelids in panic, and glanced over the dazzling white shoulders of Qingliu Dalang in the dark room, and caught a glimpse of the man's long blue hair, which faintly emitted a layer of light green light in the night.

If there are stars dancing in it.

It is a room full of spring lights.

Lingran's throat was dry.

The person behind him has cold skin, burning hot breath, and extreme alternation of hot and cold.It was as hard as an iron pestle.

Lingran finally realized the desire hidden in Qingliu Dalang's body belatedly.

He was extremely flustered, angry and wronged in his heart, and suddenly shouted: "You, if you do this again... I will never talk to you again!"

Hoarse, with despair.

He didn't know how to escape the threat of a dragon.In the depths of the abyss, the giant dragon rolled the white waves, and the water splashed him, so wet that it made people want to cry.

Aoyagi Dalang was taken aback.He didn't know whether Baby's words were true or not, so he had to forcefully hold his breath, lowered his head and stared carefully.In Baby's black and white eyes, there were two clear teardrops trembling at some point.

Those two teardrops are as bright as pearls in the deep sea.

But proudly refused to fall.

Qingliu Dalang felt a pain in his heart, then softened suddenly.Thinking, he still pushed the baby too fast.

When he was young, he had seen some of the relatives of Longxu who had caught live animals but refused to kill them on the spot, and it was the same way—the prey was entangled under the dragon's claws, and deliberately teased, forcing the prey to tremble, with tears rolling in its eyes. Then let go.

Trick the prey into thinking they can escape.But the moment he sees hope, he is caught and eaten again.

At that time, he always snorted disdainfully from his nostrils, then turned around and walked away.

If it were me, it would never be like this!What's the point of playing around? This is what the weak do.Back then, Aoyagi Dalang thought so.

However, when he sees the person he regards as the most treasured person at this moment, there are tears in his eyes... What he thinks of is not how to hunt and hunt to enjoy the delicious food, but this person, even when he cries, he looks so good-looking.

If you cry in bed...

Aoyagi Dalang's thoughts began to drift away to an unknown distance.

Lingran didn't know what this person was thinking behind, only noticed that Qingliu Dalang suddenly fell silent.

Silently, Ling Ling was deeply frightened in the heart of an old virgin who had been sleeping for more than thirty years.

It was very quiet.

Under that jade-cold skin, Qing Liu Dalang's heartbeat was slow and solemn.Like the sound of drums from the vast ancient sky, it swept across the water, passed through the mountains, and then sounded like thunder in his ears.

"You..." The two spoke at the same time.

Then they stopped at the same time.

Qingliu Dalang looked at Lingran and motioned him to speak first.

Lingran hesitated, couldn't help but licked his lips again. "I don't know you yet..."

"Baby, how do you want to understand?" Qingliu Dalang smiled, "You ask. But if you ask, I will tell you."

Lingran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thought for a while, and said, "Let's start from the beginning?"

"it is good."

"Comrade Dalang, where are you from and what is your real name?"

Lingran took the opportunity to snuggle in the dragon's arms, and the tears in her eyes gradually forced back.

Qingliu Dalang didn't stop him, he just laughed muffled.The laughter was transmitted through the chest cavity like a dull drum, shaking Lingran's back.

He smiled softly, "Honey, my real name is Da Lang. This is my baby name. As for the official name, I will be able to get it when I return to Longxu after completing the so-called Mandate of Heaven."

At that time, I hope my baby's name can also be written together with my name, and arranged in the family tree.Qingliu Dalang thought to himself.

"Where is Dragon Ruins?"

Lingran thought, there should be no nickname like Dalang in the 21st century, maybe the time and space are different.Comrade Dalang is from the so-called ancient times.He changed the wording and said, "Then how did you come to Mietian Realm?"

This topic is easy to answer.

Qingliu Dalang immediately answered, "I'm here to study."

He paused, afraid that the baby would dislike his age (compared to the baby, he is indeed very old), and hurriedly added: "My dragon clan has a very long life span, and I will reach adulthood at three thousand years old. When I am one thousand years old When I left Longxu in [-], my father told me not to return to Longxu until I fulfilled my destiny. I was wandering around and accidentally learned that there is a so-called temple in Mietian Realm, so I came here to learn."

"I met your master Lingfu there. I have been classmates with Lingfu for more than three hundred years, and we have never talked to each other until that day when I heard that there is a treasure hidden in Xiaoyao Mountain."

"I can hear that this treasure is the reason why the former head of Xiaoyao Mountain left, and also the reason why Lingfu dropped out of school. I was curious, so I went to Xiaoyao."

What happened after that was the time-space regression that Lingran saw in the illusion.

Nodding clearly, he said, "So you took a sword from the hidden treasure cave in Xiaoyao Houshan."

"Yes!" Qingliu Dalang nodded. "That's not a sword. I found out later that the soul residing in the sword is you, my dear."

"Don't call me baby!" Lingran protested.

Taking this opportunity, he broke away from Qingliu Dalang's shackles again, and got a little further away.

Lingran moved her hands and feet, and said softly, "Comrade Dalang, can we have a good talk?"

"Okay, it's all up to you." Qingliu Dalang smiled happily.

In a pair of dark golden eyes, the emotion is unfathomable.

Lingran felt suffocated again.He looked away, casually tossed the outer shirt he grabbed just now to Qingliu Dalang. "Put on your clothes first!"

Aoyagi Dalang caught the smoky gray blouse, brought it up to his nose and sniffed it.

That movement made Lingran's ears burst red.

"Don't wear it if you think it stinks!" Lingran was furious.

"...how could it be smelly?" Qingliu Dalang raised his eyebrows and smiled lowly. "I was just thinking, should I put this shirt over my head, or cover it up."

He hesitated to speak, but his words were meaningful.

Lingran followed his gaze down.

Two people, four eyes, all fell on Qingliu Dalang's indescribable place.

"You, you are shameless!" Lingran's neck swelled into honey pink again.

Qingliu Dalang smiled lowly.

Immediately the laughter grew louder and became unstoppable.

laugh!you laugh!God damn dragon!

Lingran ran away angrily.Lifting his footsteps, he sprinted towards the door.

click.

The door actually closed.

"Baby, you haven't finished your question yet." Qingliu Dalang's voice came from behind.

"Don't ask any more!" Lingran turned her back to him, her bald head smoking with anger.

Can't be funny anymore.If you continue teasing, the baby will probably combust spontaneously.

Aoyagi Tailang suppressed his laughter regretfully, and slowly picked up the topic. "I was born as a dragon. Every dragon has only one treasure in its life."

Lingran didn't say a word, still sullenly angry at the closed door.

"The life of the Dragon Clan is extremely long. They will see countless creatures and wander in countless interfaces. However, there is only one who can form a bond."

Lingran... He continued to sulk.

Sullen Lingran muttered sullenly: "You are amazing! You were born a fucking dragon!"

The dragon is the totem of Chinese civilization, and to him in his previous life, it was a mythical beast that did not exist in books.It is also the existence he needs to look up to.

Qingliu Dalang laughed softly. "Honey, if I wasn't a dragon egg when I was born, I would have been eaten by them as food."

What kind of cruel world is that? !Lingran was secretly startled.From this point of view, he made a mistake. It turns out that Comrade Dalang didn't wear clothes. No wonder he can't understand Japanese or English, and even his name is so weird!

Dare to feel that this classmate is a dragon from ancient times!

He finally turned his head and stared at Qingliu Dalang seriously. "Then after you snatch the sword, the heavens will be destroyed and the earth will be shattered, and the Supreme God will appear. The Supreme God is the first generation, and if you need to hide this glimmer of life, then you..."

Lingran was a little embarrassed to say it out, according to this logic, I am the silver lining, my young master!

That's right, you can't even deny it.

But Long Aotian is still Tiandao's own son!Shengji and Tiandao's own son PK, who can win?

"What exactly does vitality mean, and why can it..." He couldn't continue.

He doesn't know much about saving common people.

Dalang Qingliu guessed that Baobao might be blaming him for his insistence on winning the treasure, so he scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "Lingfu was right about this matter. I shouldn't have taken you out of Xiaoyao Mountain that day. Although the Supreme God tried his best to turn the tide at the last moment, the Tianzhu still collapsed."

Qingliu Dalang paused, his dark golden eyes turned dark.

Thousands of words, all turned into guilt.

What happened thousands of years ago still seems to be vivid in my mind.That day there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, amidst all the noisy dust, his baby broke free from the sword alone, and rushed towards the collapsed pillar in the shape of a spirit body.Shouting in the mouth, I sacrifice my body to the Heavenly Pillar.

That day Qingliu Dalang turned into the body of a dragon, struggling to wrap his darling with his huge body.

Unexpectedly, the spirit body of the baby melted into the billowing smoke and dust of the collapse, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.The Tianzhu also disappeared in the Mietian Realm, and no one can see it again.

The sky, which had collapsed half of it, became stable, and the noise on the ground stopped.The supreme god stood with his hands behind his back, his face after twelve o'clock was as vast as a river and mountain, and he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly. He said to them in a low voice, the next round of natural selection will come in a thousand years.

Will he come back after a thousand years?Qingliu Dalang mourned in the clouds.

The Supreme God looked back at him and smiled, since he has been to the My Destroyer Heaven Realm, he will naturally come back.It's just that when he returns again, you can't be so reckless.

When Ling Fuzi struggled and ran from Xiaoyao Mountain, his clothes were torn and his hair was disheveled, he saw the sword spirit transforming into a young man and rushing towards Tianzhu.

Lingfuzi's heart was broken in an instant, and he shouted, Mingzun!Pindao wants to kill you!

As he spoke, he drew his sword and fought Qingliu Dalang to his death.

Qingliu Dalang felt guilty, but he didn't want to seriously hurt Lingfu.Had to retreat again and again.

The two fought and retreated, but they didn't have time to listen to the last order of the Supreme God.

In that battle, the two of them fought straight to the ground.Lingfuzi made a breakthrough in the fierce battle, and the sword finally came out of the green cloth wrapping, and became Tuchen, the sharp weapon that later Lingfuzi became famous in the first battle.

——It was originally intended to be called Dragon Slayer.

But Lingfuzi couldn't beat Qingliu Dalang in the end.

Both of them were seriously injured, and they both lay down in a bush and gasped for breath.Ling Fuzi spat blood from his mouth, but smiled arrogantly.Tell him, Mingzun, if he comes back after a thousand years, you are not allowed to come to Xiaoyao Mountain again!

Qingliu Dalang held his chest pierced by Tu Chen, blood was dripping from the corner of his lips, but he smiled proudly.Since he is the treasure in my eyes, then he is my destiny.This person, I am determined to win!

The two were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore, but they saw the burning anger in each other's eyes.

The author has something to say:

Dalang: I am illiterate and have to recite Tang poems today!3000 beauties in the harem...

Fourth Senior Brother: The iron pestle is ground into embroidery needles.

Su Shisan: ...Fourth senior brother, come here, I promise I won't beat you to death!