His eyes flickered and gradually disappeared.
As the dragon shadow dissipated, Lian Xiang felt that strong sense of pressure gradually subsided, and the feeling of surging blood in his body also subsided.
Long Zhanye held Zaiyuan's hand tightly, and Lian Xiang could only sit by the pool with the unconscious two people, saving the excessive movement and moving the latent Nilong again.
Facing the two unconscious people, Lianxiang didn't feel much, but the phantom of Nilong that emerged from Long Zhanye just now made him very curious.
He has seen Long Zhanye many times. He used to see Long Zhanye present in meetings with Mo Junfan from safe zone B to safe zone A. Although he was not familiar with him, he could be sure that this man did not have a trace of dragon spirit or rebellion. Long Xieqi is just a simple ordinary person, and the phantom of Nilong that just emerged from his body should be the body of Nilong attached to the Nilong Dragon Ball.
For a while, Lian Xiang couldn't decide to pay attention. It doesn't matter whether Long Zhanye is an ordinary person or that evil dragon, as long as his friends like him, he will protect them well.
One day and one night, neither Long Zhanye nor Zaiyuan showed the slightest sign of waking up, and Lian Xiang, who was guarding the two, also fell into a deep sleep because of wasting Yuangong before.
…
I don't know how long I slept, but as the closed eyes slowly opened, a silver light flashed between the golden pupils, returning to the usual blackness, and slowly raised my hand, the back of the hand was covered with a familiar Black scales, sharp fingertips are sharper than sharp blades, with a slight movement of the hand, the black scales and fingertips faded instantly, when he wanted to move the other hand, he felt as if he was holding something tightly , soft touch, soft and delicate, like the best white jade, he is no stranger to this kind of touch.
Turning around suddenly, he saw that the person he was thinking of was being hugged in his arms, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face. He slowly got up from the pool, and then approached the two hugging tightly. people.
It seemed that it was because of the water dripping from his body, the young man who was holding his baby tightly raised his head suddenly, and a pair of indifferent and calm eyes met his grandmother, who was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
"Give him back to the deity." Long Zhanye said slowly, reaching out to take the person leaning in Lian Xiang's arms.
The self-proclaimed deity made Lian Xiang's expression a little surprised.
"You are... Nilong!?"
Lian Xiang couldn't find another one in Lian Xiang's memory who would claim to be so, except for the arrogant and invincible dragon who defied the sky.
Long Zhanye is actually that Nilong? Or is it the afterimage of Nilong in Dragon Ball
"I'm not Nilong, I'm Long Zhanye, his lover." Seeing Lianxiang looking at him with a face full of surprise, Long Zhanye reached out without hesitation to take back the or Zaiyuan who was leaning on his arms, gently Hugged in my arms, like a treasure.
"Even if reincarnation is reincarnated, the love between him and you is still unbreakable." Sighing softly, Lian Xiang stood up slowly.
"Calamity and difficulty, how can it be so easy to cut off, and I don't want to cut off this calamity, this difficulty, and this kind of feeling." Holding or in Yuan with one hand, stroking the dragon's soaring part of his left hand with the other, A meal appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Lianxiang, "If you starve to death, Yuanzi will be very sad. You can go back after eating."
"With you here, I feel at ease." Lian Xiang also unceremoniously took the food handed by the other party and walked to the side to eat.
Although his cultivation base is very high, but now he is just attached to a mortal body. He has not had a drop of water for two days, and he is really starving.
Long Zhanye looked at Lianxiang who was sitting quietly eating, hugged or Zaiyuan raised his foot and kicked lightly on the dragon head carving of Xianluchi. After the Xianluchi disappeared, his and Zaiyuan's figures also flashed Disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already appeared at the door of the small bamboo house in the space. Long Zhanye walked into the house holding or Zaiyuan, and then gently placed him on the bamboo bed.
When he was about to pull the thin quilt or the deep cover, a silver light rushed in from outside the house, attacking Long Zhanye at an extremely fast speed.
With a sound of "哐", Long Zhanye's raised two fingers had already clamped the flickering silver sword blade, with a flick of his fingertips, the silver sword flew out against Xuan'er, and fell heavily to the ground.
With a sound of "bang", the silver sword turned back into Liuying, the sword soul, and the little man rushed towards Long Zhanye again with an angry face, only to see Long Zhanye raised his big hand, holding Liuying's entire head in his hand, Only those little hands and feet were left waving there.
"Stupid thing, I haven't seen it for thousands of years, but it's still so stupid." He spit out the vicious words, and threw Liuying out again, and at the same time, he raised two volleys in the air, and the black rapid light flew out, hitting Liuying. body.
As the little sword soul fell heavily to the ground, its body slowly began to grow into the size of a six-year-old child.
"Damn Nilong, pretending to be human, bullying my master, I'm going to kill you!!!" Liu Ying got up from the ground and rushed towards Long Zhanye again, not even noticing the huge change in himself.
"Idiot." He spat out two words lightly, flicked his fingertips, and a black light penetrated between the eyebrows of Liu Ying who was rushing towards him, and Liu Ying's figure paused, fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.
Then, a green little person flew in from outside the house. When he saw Long Zhanye, his face was filled with a bright smile, and his expression was full of respect.
Long Zhanye waved his hand, and as the smoothness spread out, the tree elf's body gradually grew to the size of a six-year-old child, and fell steadily, kneeling on the ground alone.
"Lu'er welcomes the Dragon Lord."
"Well, drag him out, and don't come in to disturb him for a short time." Nodding slightly, Long Zhanye spoke slowly. When he and Liu Ying faced each other, they looked like two people.
"Yes." The tree elf who called himself Lu'er picked up Liu Ying on the ground and left the small bamboo house.
The room was finally quiet, Long Zhanye was sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out his hand to gently caress Zai Yuan's face.
"I can finally hold your hand tightly again, and I will never let go this time."
[166] Memory Recovery
Or Zaiyuan's consciousness gradually awakened from the coma, and he felt that he was hugged in a warm embrace, a very warm and familiar embrace, just like...
Frowning slightly, Yu Jian blinked lightly, and as he slowly opened his eyes, he met a pair of black eyes full of tenderness.
"Zhan, Zhanye..."
"Well, I'm here." Long Zhanye looked at his slightly shocked expression, with a gentle chuckle on his face, and then kissed him on the forehead.
"Your injury..." Thinking of Long Zhanye's shoulder pierced by the sharp claws of Cheng Mingcheng who turned into a zombie, or Zaiyuan's heart suddenly ached, struggling to leave the warm embrace that hugged him, but suddenly felt that his whole body Without a trace of strength.
"It's all healed." With one arm around Yuan's waist, he was held in his arms, and the other hand tore off his clothes, revealing the shoulder that was injured at the time. There was no scar on the honey-colored skin, not even a scar. , not at all as shocking as being pierced.
"There is no wound, how... How is it possible... It is obviously an injury here." Or Zai Yuan showed surprise on his face, and raised his hand in disbelief to caress that broad shoulder.
"I was injured, and it almost killed me, but it also prompted you to put the dragon ball in the dragon pen into my body, thus awakening the sleeping memory in my soul." Long Zhanye said softly, and then kissed lightly on the palm of his hand pitifully.
"Memories sleeping in the soul? What do you mean..."
"Well, it should be explained as the memory of my previous life." Long Zhanye rolled up Zai Yuan's sleeves, revealing the silver dragon pattern hovering on his left wrist: "The dragon pattern on your hand is from Longxie's dragon ball." The resulting medium is linked to this space. At the beginning, I collected the "Qingzhuju" into the dragon ball, and then turned the dragon ball into a jade pen, and gave it to you as a token of love... although you can't remember anything now. "
"What... what do you mean, Zhanye, I don't understand what you're talking about..." For Long Zhanye's strange words, there may be a puzzled expression on Yuan Yuan's face.
"My name used to be 'Longxie', and you are him." Slowly raised his hand, pointing to the portrait hanging on the wall.
Or Zaiyuan followed Long Zhanye's hand to look at the portrait hanging on the wall. He was more familiar with that portrait than anyone else. The word "or Tianqi" was written on it flying like dragons and phoenixes. It was the portrait of his ancestor, and now Long Zhanye actually said that he was Tianqi, it was like a bomb, and it instantly burned him to pieces.
"me… "
"Actually, it's not right to say that you are him." Stretching out his arms around Yuan Yuan's waist, he put his hand through the bend of his leg. As he whispered, Long Zhanye hugged him horizontally in his arms, and then came Going to the front of the portrait: "To be precise, Yuan Yu was reincarnated in the body of his Nascent Soul. When Tianqi gave him a layer of kung fu, Jiu Jia Zi, he completed the first Taoist kung fu 'Tian Xuan Jue' and became a cultivator. He is the number one person in Jiedaomen, so it is different from you who only took more than two years to practice the exercises to the sixth level, because you are different from him."
"Nine Jiazi, one Jiazi is sixty years, then he..." Or Zaiyuan opened his eyes wide in surprise.
He never knew such a thing, and now he was shocked to hear that Long Zhanye would say such a thing.
"The Taoism's 'Tian Xuan Jue' has only six levels. The 'Nine Dragons Tian Xuan Jue' that Yuan Yu is practicing now is me... It should be said that it was created by Long Xie and Tian Qizi." Long Zhanye looked at the smart and shrewd child. Rarely showing a dull cute expression, face