The spiritual mask made by Longjiao was cracked, how could Mr. Long not feel it.
He almost uncontrollably let out an angry moan, wiggled his tail, and ran more quickly into the distance—
There are only three sixth-order golden dragons that cooperate with each other. If he fights with all his strength, it is not impossible to beat him.
But, there is also Mrs.
His horn was broken, and the protective shield formed was not as strong as before, and the aftermath of the battle would definitely affect her.
She was so fragile that he kept it at the top of his heart, and he would be afraid of losing her when he guarded her at all times.
How could she be hurt
However, these dragons hurt her.
His heart seemed to be gouged out of flesh and blood, and there were roaring pursuers behind him. Mr. Long quickly shuttled between the sea of clouds. He was very fast. Thirty miles behind, the three golden dragons were dizzy and bleeding from the nose and mouth.
Mr. Long took the opportunity to flip over his huge body, and a thick black mist appeared around him, blocking half of the sky at once.
Mu Wanwan's world also darkened, her brain was buzzing, she swallowed a few pills to get better, and she could vaguely hear the angry dragon roar resounding in all directions, she only tightened He grabbed Mr. Long's fur and let him fly to any place with him.
And the three golden dragons couldn't escape, and were directly wrapped in the black mist that surged up.
The Qinglong sound transmission order lighted up, Mu Wanwan hurriedly put the token to his ear, and heard Ao Qin's confident voice, "I discussed with the elders of the Golden Dragon clan, and when the blood sacrifice comes, we only need to divide a few of the golden dragon clan. Elder, some flesh and blood is enough."
His words were full of disdain for Mr. Long, "The three elders of the Golden Dragon Clan are powerful and will definitely be able to capture this waste dragon."
"Master Ao Qin is really far-sighted."
"The waste gentleman must be dead this time!"
There were several voices praising one after another, Mu Wanwan frowned, feeling that the speed of a certain dragon under him was a little faster, and she saw the huge broken horn beside his ear emitting a strong light.
It's like a demonstration, and it seems to be expressing his anger.
The splendid light lit up, and she heard Mr. Long groan in pain. Several scales fell off and flew into the black mist like a sharp sword—
Will the fallen scales hurt
Mu Wanwan hugged his plush ears distressedly, holding the medicinal pill, and holding on to the sound transmission order, praying that the escape would end soon.
The clouds were broken open, and several golden flames spewed out. First, the sea of fire that swept up, attacked one person and one dragon.
Mr. Long responded quickly, and he was even more ruthless. Mu Wanwan did not feel the temperature of the flames, but saw the blurred shadows of the three golden dragons entangled in the black mist struggling desperately.
After a while, it seemed to make a desolate cry and disappeared into the clouds.
She was stunned, feeling the dragon under her speed up again, and vaguely heard an angry voice coming from the sound transmission order:
"Ao Qin, didn't you tell us that Your Majesty has only recovered 70% of his strength?" The third elder of the Golden Dragon Clan was entangled in the black mist, and the huge prototype was full of wounds. He couldn't fly in the black mist at all, so he had no choice but to Transformed into a human form, and angrily vented his anger at a piece of sound transmission that had been left in the Golden Dragon Clan before.
The second elder was also a little embarrassed by the black fog, and did not give Ao Qin any face.
They are very strong. The three brothers walked sideways in the Dragon Clan, and they had long been disliked by Ao Qin. A junior of the Qinglong Clan, with average strength, this time they were just playing tricks on them.
Ao Qin, who was flying halfway from the border of the Wu clan, immediately turned ashen. He didn't speak, and he didn't speak. He just felt like he was slapped in the face by someone, with a gloomy face that almost didn't crush the sound transmission order.
How can it recover so quickly, how is it possible!
He twisted his face and gritted his teeth, "Everyone, rest a little, when I return to the clan, you will be rewarded this time."
"Hmph." The golden dragon clan elder snorted coldly, and he was considered to have fulfilled this condition.
The three Jinlong brothers looked at each other and saw the dismal look in each other's eyes.
Especially the third elder, the arm and back were hit by Mr. Long's scales, and they were directly pierced into his original flesh, which was even more painful than before.
He only bared his teeth in pain, but before he did anything, he saw another golden dragon staring at the black and red lines on his face with a surprised look, "Third brother, you, why are you cursed?"
The third elder of the Golden Dragon clan stretched out his hand subconsciously, and saw a faint black awn winding all the way from his arm.
"Quick!" The Great Elder shouted, "Pull out all his scales!"
The Great Elder felt chills in his heart, as if recalling the battle to become famous in the past, he took it too lightly, why would he think that he was cursed with only 70% of his strength and just took over Ao Qin's job
This is miserable. The first elder gritted his teeth and already made his move. He could only stand by Ao Qin. If he didn't kill the dragon, he would definitely become a demon in his cultivation path!
…
Not to mention that the three elders of the Golden Dragon Clan found that Mr. Long's scales contained a curse. They gritted their teeth and planned to tear apart the dog with Ao Qin. In Mu Wanwan and Mr. Long finally got rid of the chasing soldiers, flying higher and farther. when.
Jiu Qing also took the Qiankun bag that Mu Wanwan left her before and came to Huayun Pharmacy.
Because of the sudden change, many dragons turned into dragons, and the original dark clouds had already turned into thick rain clouds.
The door of the shop was tightly closed, Jiuqing knocked on the door, but no one opened it.
On the contrary, the door on the opposite side was slowly pushed open. A strangely dressed dwarf did not hold an umbrella. He had mechanical legs, and his upper body was covered with black wounds. Beside him was a wooden-framed dog, with cloudy eyes open, his hands not covered. The small hammer tapped the ground.
He looked very old and very old, and the breath of life was very pale.
"Are you looking for Leizi?"
Jiu Qing pointed his finger slightly, and did not leave directly according to his previous temperament. Instead, he propped up a small spiritual shield on Tie Bo's head and looked at the old dwarf who suddenly appeared, "Who is Lei Zi?"
"That's it..." Tie Bo coughed twice, "the boss of Huayun Pharmacy."
Jiu Qing frowned, "You know?"
"They just left." Tie Bo smiled, "Go chase... that dragon just now."
"Dragon?" Jiu Qing looked at the dwarf who suddenly laughed, and lifted his hair that had been blown away by the wind.
She asked, "You mean the Lord of the Dragon Clan?"
But Tie Bo didn't answer her question, or even pay attention to her, as if he was really a grumpy old man with a puffed face. Said "Oops, wait."
Stretching out his muscles with difficulty, Bi Mu Wanwan saw his arms that had shrunk a lot last time, and after a long time from the back of the dog, he took out a jade token.
"Leizi's jade card." Tie Bo said, as if he had spent a lot of effort, threw the jade card to Jiuqing, panting out of breath, "You are useful."
Jiu Qing took the jade card, "Thank you."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave, when she saw that Tie Bo was still carrying a small gray bag in his hand, she frowned and felt that his breath of life was getting dimmer. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
This dwarf can no longer be saved with medicinal pills or spiritual power. He has reached the limit of his life and his soul is already exhausted. He helped her once, she wanted to repay Karma,
Tie Bo's cloudy eyes moved, and after coughing violently for a while, he said slowly, "That girl."
"That... I'll do it for you... Kun bag..." Tie Bo said intermittently, "Have you left?"
Jiu Qing realized that he was talking about Mu Wanwan, and was a little puzzled, "What?"
Tie Bo rolled his eyes with some protruding eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was anticipation or something in his voice, "She, and that dragon... gone?"
After he finished speaking, his body seemed to have reached the limit, and he fell to the ground, his mechanical legs were covered with muddy water—
When Mu Wanwan smashed the crystal ball, he felt it immediately.
The deadline is approaching, he has been procrastinating, wanting to know whether Mu Wanwan, who has seen such memories, will dislike the past of the dragon.
Jiuqing got angry when he heard this, and as soon as Mu Wanwan left, she opened the two Qiankun bags she had left for herself.
She filled her own with enough pills to fully restore her appearance, and the one given to the owner of Huayun Pharmacy, in addition to a large number of low-level pills, also had many spiritual plants that were carefully cultivated at first glance.
In addition, there are a lot of gifts, which are probably chosen by the useless dragon, with poor taste.
The character should be written by Mu Wanwan. It is very handsome and beautiful, but the signature is an ugly word, "Dragon."
She doesn't want to accept a vanity mirror made of pure gold, inlaid with colorful gems, okay
"She left with that dragon." Jiuqing's rosy lips twitched, looking at the dwarf who seemed to be relieved in front of him, suddenly blessed to the heart, thinking of something, in Tie Bo's gradually dim eyes, from the universe to Uncle Zong He took out a large night pearl that shimmered in the gloomy rainy day, handed it to him, and asked tentatively, "Ah Tie?"
The dwarf's eyes widened slightly and regained some energy. Looking at the night pearl with the note on her hand, light flashed in his eyes.
Jiu Qing seemed to understand something and put the Night Pearl into his hand.
Tie Bo tried hard to identify it, but he was about to lose sight of it.
He worked hard for a long time, and the frowning eyebrows that seemed to be very fierce also slowly stretched as the line of sight moved—
Once in the cage, when he was young while the dragon was injured and unable to move, he abused and kicked him wantonly, like the guilt and shadow that haunted him all his life.
Jiuqing saw the old dwarf looking at him with grateful eyes, his smile was really ugly, his turbid eyes seemed to be as clear as the knots in his heart had been untied, and he stretched out the gray bag in his hand towards her.
Jiu Qing saw his lips move, and the wrinkles on his face were filled with joy.
"Please… "
However, Jiu Qing did not wait for the dwarf to say the next sentence.
He is too old.
Old enough to fall asleep.
Never wake up again.
The gray bag and the arm fell together, fell to the ground, splashed with water, and a slap-sized scale rolled out.
Golden, fell into the mud, and there are countless dense words engraved on it, like the regret of countless nights—
"sorry."
Jiu Qing suddenly felt very sad, she picked up the scales, closed Tie Bo's eyes, and read the words on Ye Mingzhu. It was the same as what was written on the gift to them. There was no forgiveness, and there was nothing special. words.
It's just two short lines, and the signature is ugly—
"Thank you for taking care of my wife,
dragon. "