Xiaolong put down his chopsticks before eating the sweet cake he picked up, turned around and sat among the people behind him: "What are you talking about, Tucheng?"
None of these people were monks, but just businessmen walking outside. Seeing his strange appearance and expensive clothes, he replied with a pleasant face, "Isn't that true, young master, don't you know? The past few months have not been peaceful, and there are demons making trouble everywhere. And a month ago, Lucheng suffered from a plague inexplicably, and many people died!"
Charles's heart tightened: "Isn't Duke Huai's Mansion in Lucheng?"
The businessman in black said: "That's right! Although King Huai participated in the competition for the crown prince and was sent to the outskirts by the Holy One, after all, the emperor's relatives are now on good terms with the Crown Prince. The Holy One has made it clear that he wants to keep Huai. Wang, who would have thought that the eldest princess would directly seal Lucheng and order the city to be slaughtered!"
He said in a low voice, rubbing his arms: "This matter has spread all over the world. After King Huai learned about it, he left his family behind and gave the whole Nanlin Prefecture's defense plan to Fu Yan, the general stationed in Yuguo. Run away with the son."
"But the people of Lucheng are not so lucky. The eldest princess ordered the city gate to be poured with molten iron and ordered the monks to set up a barrier. It has been more than half a month so far. The Lucheng must have become a dead city!"
The man's tone was full of sarcasm, but someone beside him said: "The eldest princess is the right way to make such a decision. The plague has never been seen before, and there is no cure. I really wait for the court to figure out a way. Not to mention Lucheng, the entire Southern Forest will die." It's going to be hell!"
The man said excitedly, put down his chopsticks and continued: "If you want me to say, we should all be grateful to the Eldest Princess, and the Eldest Princess is not a murderer. Since the massacre of the city, the princess has knelt at the gate of the city in sackcloth and filial piety. It's just a matter of circumstance!"
The black-clothed businessman showed an unbearable face: "But what's the use of wearing sackcloth and mourning? I heard that the plague just broke out in Lucheng at that time, and many people buried their lives for nothing..."
"What do you mean? Do you really wait until they all get sick and run out one by one, will the rest of us have to live!"
The businessman glanced at him: "I'm just talking, why are you arguing, you're a dog!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight while talking, Charles finally came back to his senses, and returned to Jiang Wuyi's side with a cold heart. Everyone's expressions were solemn, and Duo Ling calmed down after a while, saying: "Let's go back first."
That's the way things are, and that's how it should be.
Sudden drastic changes made everyone not in a good mood. Jiang Wuyi sat in a palace that could fly in the sky, and they flew all the way to Shenbianzong.
But ever since he heard the news about the eldest princess massacring the city, he felt a big stone pressing down on his heart, making him breathless.
Xiaolong still remembers the first place he went to when he first came out of Biejiangwu area. He remembered that Jing Yu took them to play in high spirits at that time. Even the bad-tempered Jing Rong is clearly engraved in his mind.
But now suddenly, that peaceful Lu city has become a dead city.
Charles was in a trance, and it was the first time that he had such a strong sense of fear of death.
The uneasiness that had been suppressed in his heart before surged up with this news. His head was in a mess. It was Lucheng for a while, and the Dragon Ball that Jiang Wuyi hadn’t disappeared for a while. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that A crack that has been revealed...
All kinds of indescribable boredom piled up, making him feel depressed at a loss.
This Immortal Palace is not too big, but it has everything you need, and the scenery is unique. It stands to reason that the first time Xiaolong saw it, he should play it curiously. But since he entered the Immortal Palace, Xiaolong sat quietly in the courtyard, staring at Staring at the passing clouds outside in a daze.
This surprised Jiang Wuyi, so he sat quietly and looked at him, and it took a long time before he reached out to poke the child's forehead.
Only then did Charles come back to his senses, seeing Jiang Wuyi propping his chin and looking sideways at him with tender eyes, he felt a little more at ease.
There were only two people in the yard, so he stretched out his arms to hug him coquettishly, threw his head forward and lay his head in his arms, and did not move again.
Jiang Wuyi stretched out his hand to straighten the broken hair on his forehead: "What are you thinking?"
Xiaolong closed his eyes and let his fingertips brush his cheeks gently and comfortably, and then he furrowed his brows: "I just feel that everything has come together, and I am a little worried."
Jiang Wuyi probably understood what he was worried about, Xiaolong asked again: "How do you find the Dragon Ball?"
Just before, Charles was very worried about Jiang Wuyi’s lack of Dragon Balls, but now he encountered the crack again, and his spiritual power plummeted, which made him even more frightened, Jiang Wuyi lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said: “He will come to me. "
Charles opened his eyes suddenly: "Jiang Fan? No, you mean... Ao Sheng?"
Jiang Wu nodded, Xiaolong looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know he will come?"
"Because he had to come and take my life."
Charles got up in shock and stared at him nervously: "I'll kill you!"
Jiang Wudao: "To be precise, he is not Ao Sheng, he can only be regarded as a ray of resentment from Ao Sheng, who has been kept in the world for thousands of years, so he barely has the power to meet me."
"And this kind of resentful soul will not give up until it achieves its goal. Even if it knows that I am immortal as a dragon god, it will definitely think of other ways to put me to death."
Charles was puzzled: "But why is he in Jiang Fan's body?"
There is a big flower tree planted in this courtyard, the light red petals fall wobbly, falling all over the head and body of the cubs, the little dragon shook his head annoyedly, looking silly.
Jiang Wuyi couldn't help laughing, and took off the petals on his head for him: "If my guess is correct, Jiang Fan should have been nourished by dragon blood before turning into a flood dragon. The closest existence to the Dragon Clan."
"And since Ao Sheng's resentful soul can take Jiang Fan away, it seems that Ao Sheng was the one who saved Jiang Fan thousands of years ago."
When Jiang Wuyi mentioned Ao Sheng, there was no more turmoil in his tone. Xiaolong secretly heaved a sigh of relief and felt a headache again: "What is going on here? Now the nations of mankind are at war again, the plague...how could there be a plague all of a sudden?"
He had never used his brain like this since he was a child, but he had a vague intuition that there must be some subtle connection between these things, but he couldn't say anything when he was asked to talk about it for a while.
It's as if some important clue is still lurking out of their sight.
After Jiang Wuyi took the petals, he became serious again, pinched Xiaolong's chin and leaned over to kiss him deeply.
Deeply lingering.
Xiaolong was startled, and wanted to speak, but was pecked and kissed by him again and again, and finally couldn't help smiling and backed away a little: "Jiang Yan, speak well..."
Charles himself didn't realize how soft his voice was, it fell into Jiang Wuyi's ears, and then slid into the bottom of his heart, spreading into a gentleness.
Jiang Wuyi lowered his head and clasped the hands of the two, interlocking his fingers: "It doesn't matter what schemes he has, as long as you are here."
Xiaolong shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid this thing is for you, but unfortunately I'm too stupid to figure out what's going on."
As he spoke, he sighed and said, "You're not good at these twists and turns. It would be great if Shen Sansi was here. He's so smart, he can definitely think of it."
Jiang Wuyi raised his eyebrows: "You hate me?"
Xiaolong saw that he was jealous again, rolled his eyes, raised his hand and patted the dragon's head in front of him: "What are you thinking about!"
Jiang Wuyi snorted dissatisfiedly, Xiaolong raised his eyes to look over, suddenly got up slightly, kissed the spot where he hit just now, and sighed: "Okay, okay, I don't dislike you, I like you the most."
Surrounded by his fragrant lover, Lord Dragon God quietly blushed the tips of his ears, and couldn't help sniggering.
Several people returned to the Shenbian sect, only to realize that the excitement in the sect was abnormal.
The elders and heads of many sects gathered, even the Mingyu Xianzong and Hongzhai Yizhuang that I had seen before were among them, they seemed to be quite famous, and a bunch of strange people followed.
It was also the first time for Duo Ling to see such excitement in the sect. When the disciples found out, they were surrounded by excited disciples and shouted, "Senior Sister and Junior Brother are back!"
This voice stopped the busy Shenbian sect. Although Duo Ling was also favored in the past, it was the first time that he was treated like this. It was not until Qu Xingzi came to check the news that they realized that they were "missing". Month, what a big event happened outside.
The massacre of the city was just one of them. Demons and monsters were born everywhere in Kyushu, and many alien species were discovered. The massacre of the city was a strange plague caused by the alien species. Under irreversible conditions, the immortal sects acquiesced to the eldest princess the behavior of.
Even Shenting was disturbed by this matter, all the immortal sects had an inseparable connection with Shenting, and the incident of the Heavenly Demon Dao followed, and Shenting immediately sent a number of immortals to deal with the demons and aliens.
Xiaolong was a little sleepy listening to these suzerains' discussions, but when he heard the word 'different species', he shuddered without warning, woke up suddenly, and asked in a daze, "different species?"
Liao Ru, the suzerain of Mingyu Xianzong, was familiar with him, and when they met again this time, he was a little closer than others, so he nodded and answered him: "Exactly, this alien species has actually appeared for many years, and they are all from ancient times. Races that have never been seen so far, come from nowhere, and have different shapes."
"These races have never had any big movements before, and the number is also rare. The court didn't give any instructions, so we turned a blind eye."
Charles' fingertips were inexplicably cold: "Then why suddenly..."
The Taoist Elder on the other side said coldly: "Before, I only felt that they were some strange alien species, so it's okay not to cause trouble, but now there are alien species spreading plagues and killing the people of a city! Such crimes, now it seems that those things must be exterminated It is!"
Xiaolong frowned: "How do you know it's... a foreign species drop?"
The elder said: "Young master just came back, I'm afraid you don't know yet, the alien species that launched the plague has been captured by Master Han Yuehan. The immortals are pressing back to the divine court, waiting to be punished!"
Jiang Wuyi frowned and held Xiaolong's hand, his expression turned cold, and then he heard someone say: "It's natural, our sect has made a list of these alien species before, but all those who have seen it are in the list."
"In this way, we will distribute the roster, and take advantage of the fourth phase of demons to capture and kill these scourges together, so as not to harm others!"
Listening to what they said, Charles saw that many people had the same expressions as they should have. Suddenly, he felt his whole heart go cold, and he wanted to escape with a guilty conscience.
He naturally understands what the alien species in these populations is, it is nothing more than a race from another world like him, if it is true...
Xiaolong's complexion turned pale, and he couldn't help but backed away. Seeing that those people were talking enthusiastically, they were already discussing the next issue, and couldn't listen anymore, so he had to turn around and leave.
Jiang Wuyi hurriedly followed him out of the front hall, seeing the child's flustered expression, he reached out and hugged him: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"
Charles shook his head: "I'm not afraid, I'm just..."
In fact, he couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he didn't speak again, just stood there for a long time, raised his arms and hugged Jiang Wuyi tightly, trying hard to absorb the heat from his body to warm himself.