The sound of insects fluttered with the early summer wind, flying on the noisy street, mixed with the smell of incense in the distance.
Charles occasionally looked through books and saw the words "fireworks in the world". He didn't understand them at the time, but now he understood very clearly what fireworks in the world are.
However, this kind of smoke and fire was disturbing and disturbing. The refugees who came from the city gate seemed to be stopped. Jiang Wuyi turned his head and looked at it for a long time, with his usual indifferent expression, but Xiaolong could see some unusual meaning.
In fact, Jiang Yan has a very soft heart. Hidden under the indifferent and thick shell, he is an extremely hot heart. Only in this way can he sacrifice himself for others when he is riddled with holes.
It's just that Jiang Yan's dedication did not get the respect he deserved, and what he got in exchange was only a thousand years of loneliness.
Charles stretched out his hand, held Jiang Wuyi's hand, only wrapped half of it, and then put the other hand on. Seeing him looking over, he smiled and said, "What are you looking at, are you soft-hearted?"
Jiang Wuyi suddenly found it interesting, maintained this posture without moving, turned his head and said, "Guessing randomly."
The tone was too gentle, Xiaolong blinked, and couldn't help but raised his hand to pat the top of his hair: "Jiang Yan, do you think the current disaster is because you took away the dragon scale?"
Jiang Wuyi didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
The little cub in front of him seemed to have really grown up, becoming an adult dragon just like him, able to understand all emotions and strangeness.
Charles pouted: "But you have done a lot, and you have been bullied for a long time. You are not their disaster, but their savior. Without you, many things would have happened a thousand years ago."
He spoke very slowly, as if he was considering his words, and tried very hard to comfort Jiang Wuyi. Jiang Wuyi really wanted to say that he just had some feelings in his heart, and he was not soft-hearted, but the child could always see the only thing he had left. With a trace of kindness, it seems that in his heart, he is always good.
Jiang Wuyi shook his head and asked carefully: "Zai Zai, if one day I really become a heinous fallen dragon, will you hate it?"
"Who said, you can't!"
Charles raised his head: "Besides, I was also called a dragon in the original world. Would you despise me?"
Jiang Wuyi smiled lightly: "How is that possible."
When the baked goods were served on the table, Xiao Zai Zai happily tugged at Jiang Wuyi's sleeve: "That's it, quickly hold this for me!"
All kinds of horses, horses and people flow in endlessly, and the immersive night embraces everything, no matter whether it is joy or mourning, pure or dirty, it will eventually melt into this night and cannot escape.
After filling their stomachs and visiting the temple fair, the two held hands and walked slowly towards the inn.
This inn is unique, standing in the pavilions and waterside pavilions in the suburbs, it is the most luxurious residence in the city. There are scattered lotus lanterns stagnant on the lake, which seem to fall straight into a fairyland, but it is full of human colors, which can be seen from the orange-red lanterns of different sizes. Out of full warmth.
But in this warm and beautiful scenery, Jiang Wuyi suddenly stopped, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.
Charles turned back if he felt something: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Wuyi pursed his lips: "I feel the position of Dragon Ball."
Charles's heart tightened, he always felt that this time was the same as the last time, but even so, Jiang Wuyi was definitely going to find Dragon Ball, and said, "I'll accompany you..."
"Wait here for me."
The two spoke in unison, Xiaolong frowned, but Jiang Wuyi brought him back to the room, and quickly set up a barrier: "I'll go by myself."
Xiaolong knew that he was worried that he would be in danger again. He was indeed not as strong as Jiang Yan, and he was afraid that he would be a burden, so he nodded after thinking for a while.
Jiang Wuyi noticed that the dragon ball was moving fast, and he did not forget to ask before leaving: "I set up a barrier, wait for me here, if something really happens, tell me with a contract, and I will come back soon."
As he said, he hugged Xiaolong and kissed the center of his brow lightly: "Don't be afraid, wait for me."
Xiaolong nodded, Jiang Wuyi's figure faded away, only a faint scent remained, which was his favorite incense.
The breath dissipated quickly, and Charles was unspeakably depressed. While praying that Jiang Wuyi could solve the matter quickly, he was faintly worried that he would be injured.
He just sat upright on the chair like this, and didn't see Jiang Yan coming back for half an hour. He stood up anxiously and paced back and forth.
The good mood of visiting the temple fair was completely wiped out.
And when he was thinking wildly, Jiang Wuyi's pain of falling into the heart-eating formation entered his mind, piercing like a needle, causing his whole heart to ache.
So Charles regretted it again, he should go with Jiang Yan.
It turns out that waiting is such a torment.
But just at this time, there was a wave coming from outside the barrier, Xiaolong was alert immediately, but he heard a knock on the door, Shen Sansi's eager voice came: "You two young masters, go back to the Shenbian School, something serious has happened!"
Xiaolong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately opened the door and asked, "What's wrong with the Shenbian sect?"
Shen San wanted to reach out his hand, but was blocked by the enchantment, grinning his teeth as painful as a needle prick, so he had to move away a little: "It's not about the alien species. Recently, there has been a lot of publicity, and many immortal sects have started to arrest them, but suddenly Some people say that the Shenbian sect has hidden alien species, and they are forcing the suzerain to hand them over!"
Charles frowned fiercely, with anger in his eyes, he sneered: "Are they... talking about me?"
Shen Sansi stomped anxiously: "I didn't name them either. It's hard to talk about it. Don't think too much about it. But they have a lot of people, so let Mr. Jiang go to the town hall first!"
"Jiang Yan is not here."
Shen Sansi was stunned: "Master Jiang is not here? He is not with you?"
Charles' eyes flashed blood red: "It's okay, I'll go back with you."
Shen Sansi stopped him: "Let's forget it, these people made it clear that they took the opportunity to embarrass Shenbianzong, and they have something to do with you. If you go back by yourself, if there is an emergency, Mr. Jiang will not have to skin me!"
Charles still went out, without looking back, Shen Sansi hurriedly followed: "Young master, wait for me..."
The two of them walked all the way and walked from the water pavilion to the official road. The inn was originally in the countryside, and at night, except for the lights of the water pavilion, there was no color, it was pitch black.
Shen Sansi was still babbling, but Xiaolong lost his mind to listen again, grabbed Shen Sansi's wrist, and simply wanted to use the power of Yinlong to jump space.
But what surprised him was that when they opened their eyes again, they did not appear in the Shenbian sect, but fell into an even more desolate mountain.
This weird scene made Charles feel uneasy. It stands to reason that he has already mastered the power in his body proficiently, so that he wouldn't even make a mistake in changing the space, but it's true that he is not a divine debate sect in front of him.
Fortunately, Shen Sansi was still by his side, which made him feel at ease.
Shen Sansi was confused: "Where is this?"
Charles shook his head, his face sinking like water: "I don't know either."
After finishing speaking, Xiaolong walked forward: "Forget it, let's go ahead and have a look, I will try again, maybe I made a mistake..."
But as soon as his words fell, there was a wild laughter not far away, which was somewhat familiar, Xiaolong opened his eyes wide, turned his head to look at the direction from which the laughter came, and saw that it was indeed an acquaintance.
And it was an annoying acquaintance—it was Gong Shangcun who escaped with his arm bitten off earlier.
Gong Shangcun didn't know what panacea he had taken, only one sleeve was empty, but he was already alive and kicking, he stopped laughing very quickly, looked sideways at him and said, "Meet you again, little beauty."
Charles was glanced at by his eyes, and felt disgusted in his heart, but he didn't want to be as irritable and irritable as before, and said in a deep voice, "It turns out that you are playing tricks."
Gong Shangcun patted his empty sleeves and clenched them tightly: "You like to bite my body so much, of course I want you to come over and have fun."
The man's mouth was still so dirty, Charles raised his hand and hit a ball of fire, but Gong Shangcun easily dodged it, Xiaolong became alert, Gong Shangcun's cultivation seemed to have improved by more than one or two levels.
And this person was very difficult to deal with before, and now it is even more difficult for Xiaolong, not to mention that there is Shen Sansi beside him.
At this time, Xiaolong was still thinking about the important things that Shen Sansi said, in a hurry, he turned into his original body and grabbed Shen Sansi, then flew away.
Shen Sansi was so startled that he hugged his paw and shouted: "Look carefully, which way are you flying to!"
But Xiaolong couldn't speak, he staggered and staggered, and fell weightlessly after not flying for a long time.
It was also at this time that he realized that there was nothing strange about the air on the ground, but there was a thick layer of poisonous smoke in the sky above, and he took a few puffs as soon as he flew up, and now the whole dragon was dizzy.
Not to mention continuing to fly, it is very difficult to raise the wings.
This is unreasonable. Dragons are born not afraid of poisons, and dragon blood is the best detoxification and healing elixir. Even if he is directly thrown into the poisonous water, he will feel his skin tingling at most, but now the poison But the smoke seemed to hit the soul directly, and flew into his body unsteadily, but couldn't get out like a tangle.
Charles tried his best to fall steadily, but still fell when he was about to hit the ground.
Shen Sansi followed him and fell all over the mud. Hearing the howl of the giant dragon, he got up and looked up, with a bit of unnoticeable distress in his eyes: "Young master."
The dying little dragon turned into a human form, curled up on the ground, he was relieved to see that Shen Sansi was standing in front of him without any injuries, and he bit his wrist hard to let out blood, urging the blood flow, trying to force the poison that entered his body out.
But the toxin seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him, refusing to get out.
The dragon's blood fell into the mud, instantly making the blades of grass stand upright, Xiaolong shook his head, just about to sit up, but felt his limbs were limp, and fell back again, thinking about using the contract to call Jiang Wuyi for help, he was startled I felt that my spiritual consciousness seemed to be sealed by the poisonous smoke.
Now his limbs are heavy, his spiritual consciousness is closed, and he is no different from a mortal who has not practiced.
Shen Sansi stood in front of him and didn't speak for a long time. Charles Bai was busy for a while, and finally noticed something, raised his eyes to Shen Sansi who had a straight back, and asked weakly: "Are you... not poisoned?"
Shen Sansi lowered his eyes, his face lost the previous kindness and cowardice, gentleness and laughter, like a puddle of stagnant water, he thought for a long time after hearing his words, and then said: "No."
Charles should have felt happy, at least one of them was safe and sound, and they could always find a way out, but he was deterred by the pensive look, and felt fear and anxiety for a while.
So he reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and said, "Then you should send a signal to Master and Senior Sister, I can't use my spiritual power, and I don't have the strength to fly anymore..."
"Young master."
Shen Sansi interrupted him, leaned over and squatted down in front of him, looked at him calmly, and said with difficulty: "I know you are just ignorant of the world, but you are actually very smart."
His tone was filled with pain, and there were emotions in his eyes that Charles couldn't understand, but it made his heart feel cold.
The two were silent for a long time, and the redness in Charles' eyes gradually flashed, and he looked at him angrily: "It's you..."
Gong Shangcun hummed a tune and chased after him slowly, Shen Sansi pursed his lips, and finally smiled with a bit of relief.
"Yes, it's always been me."