The Dragon

Chapter 91

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Gu Fuyou set up a formation in the belly of the mountain where Zhong Michu and others were resting, with one layer of defense and one layer of maze.

With so many slaves brought from Bailu City, the cave they had originally opened up was not big enough for everyone to live in. All the slaves were outside, either standing or sitting cross-legged to practice and absorb spiritual energy.

Zhong Michu stood by the mountain stream, where the water was gurgling. She closed her eyes and let the breeze play with her clothes.

Yi'er sat on the rock, playing with the running water with her feet: "Mother, are you worried about Ah Man mother?"

Zhong Michu opened his eyes and looked back at her.

"Why didn't you tell her?"

Zhong Michu said: "Even if I tell her, she can't stop me from worrying."

Yi Er said, "You have to talk to her. Even if you talk to her ten times and she doesn't listen nine times, there will always be one time when she listens."

Zhong Michu's eyebrows softened and he smiled and said, "Like you?"

Yier stood up and came over to hug her: "Yier is much more obedient than her."

"Mother Ah Man will be fine. Er San told me that she is very powerful."

Zhong Michu didn't say anything and stroked her head gently.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he looked towards the west with a heavy gaze: "Yier, go back and tell Yinhe Xinghan to be on guard."

"Mother."

"Someone is coming, I'll go out and take a look." If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't have to mind it. With Gu Fuyou's formation in place, they couldn't get close to this place.

But the person who came was at the stage of distraction, and even if he restrained himself, his aura was still extraordinary. The senses of the dragon clan were so sharp that Zhong Michu noticed him as soon as he approached Tushan.

If someone comes to this place, it is not difficult to find that a formation has been set up here.

"I'll be there right away." Yi'er ran to where everyone was resting, and turned back to remind Zhong Michu: "Mom, you have to be careful."

The person came very quickly.

As soon as Zhong Michu emerged from the maze, he had already reached the foot of the mountain. Zhong Michu was at the head of the camphor forest, and he was standing at the tail of the forest.

He was not alone. Many people with profound cultivation followed him, and many of them flew on swords and rode the wind, overlooking from the air.

Zuo Shaode stared at her, unable to hide his surprise, but quickly covered it up: "When did the Four Seas Dragon Kings come to Nanzhou? Why are they still hiding in this remote mountain area?"

Zuo Shaode was in a state of confusion. Nanzhou was wary of the dragon clan and had always closely watched their movements. It was impossible for the Dragon King to come to Nanzhou without any news.

Could it be that this person appeared out of nowhere in Nanzhou and happened to be teleported here through a formation

There shouldn't be no movement at all.

Zhong Michu was also puzzled by Zuo Shaode's appearance here. Logically, he should be in Wantong City, fighting with Zuo Yuezhi's men.

She glanced at Zuo Shaode's men calmly, and saw Zuo Tianlang. She frowned slightly.

Zuo Tianlang is here, where is A Man

Zuo Shaode looked up at Zhong Michu, and his eyes fixed on the maze and formation behind her.

"I wonder what the Dragon King is doing secretly in my land?"

No one answered. Zuo Shaode turned his gaze back to Zhong Michu, only to see that her eyes were fixed in the direction of Zuo Tianlang.

Zuo Shaode frowned, and at this moment, Zhong Michu withdrew his gaze and met his.

At the moment of contact, Zuo Shaode seemed to have grasped something.

He slowly raised his palm, covering the upper half of Zhong Michu's face, and then looked at her again.

His face turned pale and his hands were shaking. It was unclear whether he was trembling because of anger or because he was shocked by what had happened.

"Yes, it's you!" he couldn't help but shout.

The slave standing next to Qingluan.

There was always something strange about her that he couldn't explain. He checked several times but found no clues. Just like the blue phoenix, she seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

It turned out to be Zhong Michu.

He quickly calmed down, his mind racing, and in an instant he recalled all the things Qing Luan had done since she appeared. Who was Qing Luan? Why did she collude with Zhong Mi Chu

It was too absurd that the mighty Dragon King traveled far away from the four seas to Nanzhou and became a slave to a blue phoenix.

He couldn't figure out the trick no matter how hard he tried.

Qingluan knows this person's true identity.

Zuo Shaode guessed that she knew.

He felt an ominous feeling in his heart - the entire Zuo family had been fooled.

Zuo Shaode said in a deep voice: "Zhong Michu, what are you planning?" His tone was dangerous, and he added: "What are you hiding behind you?"

Although there was only one woman in front of them, with a beautiful appearance, a graceful figure, and an inoffensive appearance, everyone felt as if they were facing a great enemy, and their hearts seemed to be weighed down by a huge stone.

The outer cultivators summoned swords and knives. Some cultivators even summoned spirit beasts in panic.

Zuo Shaode was about to reprimand them, but using spirit beasts in front of the dragon clan was really like offering their pawns unprompted.

Three people and one beast ran out from the depths of the maze. Yinhe Xinghan and Yier riding Ah Fu. Yier shouted, "Mother!"

The shout made those people, who were already on edge, tremble all over and subconsciously urged their spirit beasts to take action.

A snow-white hedgehog, the size of a bull, its whole body swollen, its belly seemed to be filled with air and rolled up, the thorns on its back were like arrows stretched tight on a bowstring, ready to be launched; a golden eagle with tiger skin and a wingspan of several feet was pouncing down, its pair of hooked claws condensed with cold light.

Zhong Michu heard Yi'er calling her, so she went to see her. Suddenly, the wind was blowing in her ears, and those people released the spirit beasts in panic.

She turned around suddenly, her pair of golden eyes were cold, and seemed to emit a sharp light.

The snowy hedgehog instantly collapsed to the ground. The golden eagle suddenly folded its wings and fell straight to the ground.

The cold air condensed all around, and frost formed on the camphor trees.

Haha, a show of force.

Zuo Shaode was unwilling to fight with Zhong Michu unless it was absolutely necessary, but it seemed impossible to easily avoid old and new grudges when they met in such an occasion.

Judging from the Dragon King's expression, he probably doesn't want to give up either.

Zuo Shaode took out the Sun Chaser Bow and sneered, "Does the Dragon King recognize this bow?"

He was shocked that this bow could not penetrate the body of a Jindan-stage cultivator. Later, after learning her identity, he realized that it was intercepted by the dragon scales. However, it was also a remarkable achievement.

This bow pierced the dragon king's heart scales. It is enough to praise for a lifetime.

Zuo Shaode suddenly drew his bow and aimed at Yier, intending to strike first.

The clouds in the sky, the moisture in the soil, and the sap in the trees and grass leaves condensed into a stream of water.

The water flow was like a white silk, locking the arrow's light in a circle. When it was about a foot away from Yi'er, it pulled it. The water flow formed an icicle that stood on the ground. The arrow was still burning in the ice, but it could not go in.

As soon as Zuo Shaode shot the first arrow, he gathered strength and quickly fired the second arrow, aiming directly at the formation behind Zhong Michu.

With Zuo Shaode's level of cultivation and the top-notch magical weapon, the Sun-Chasing Bow, he can not only destroy the formation but also hurt the people in it.

The first arrow was fired with only a little force, just to divert Zhong Michu's attention and create a gap so that he could accumulate enough strength to shoot the second arrow.

This arrow was the power of level 10. The spiritual light was bright, as brilliant as a golden crow, and the mountain looked depressed.

He wanted to see what was behind this formation and what Zhong Michu and Qingluan were up to!

Zhong Michu shouted in a concentrated voice: "Galactic Stars!"

The two men immediately understood and hugged Yi'er, protecting her between their bodies.

In an instant, a layer of solid blue ice rose in front of the formation, like a huge wall, blocking the Sun-Chasing Arrow.

If Zhong Michu were to control water, the water flow would be invisible and contain endless soft power. She could use the water flow to dissipate the power of the Sun-Chasing Arrow, which would be the most gentle.

Unfortunately, there was not enough time and the distance was not enough. Before she could release the force, the Sun-Chasing Arrow had already pierced through the formation and shot into the crowd in the formation.

You can only fight head-on.

The Sun-Chasing Arrow pierced through the first ice wall with unstoppable force and its momentum remained undiminished.

The ice wall shattered and turned into water vapor, then condensed again in front of the Sun-Chasing Arrow to form a second wall.

Break again, and solidify again.

With one breath, he shattered five ice walls.

The spiritual arrow rushed straight to the formation, and its spiritual light cleared the confusion and broke through the formation, still unstoppable.

All the slaves in the formation were exposed to Zuo Shaode's sight.

The slaves were on full alert. Those with little skills hid in the caves, leaving only those with high skills guarding outside.

Suddenly, an arrow was shot towards me, destroying the world. Even though it was ten feet away, I felt a burning pain on my cheek.

The slaves knew very well that they could not stop him.

But no one dared to retreat. Slaves were trained from childhood to be like this, even if they were being tortured to death, they could not move a single step until their master's order was given.

However, Zhong Michu had used the ice wall to delay enough time. She summoned the water from the mountain stream, which rushed towards the spiritual arrow, was evaporated by the heat, and condensed into ice and frost.

The two collided, and in a flash, the sky and the earth changed color.

Everyone felt only half cold and half hot, which was unbearable for the flesh. It was like a world of ice and fire.

After a sharp tinnitus, the movement stopped.

Everyone was shocked to hear white air being exhaled.

In the height of summer, snowflakes fell from the sky.

There was scorched earth under their feet. Tushan was not as heavily defended as a city. Apart from a defensive formation left by Gu Fuyou, there was no other formation here.

How could this mountain withstand the battle between two Spirit Severing Stage cultivators? In the area where Zhong Michu was protecting, a layer of ice formed under his feet, and the camphor trees were covered with rime. The rest of the area was burned to scorch by the second arrow of the Sun Chaser Bow.

But in just one round trip, in a moment, everyone felt that it was as long as a lifetime, as if they had experienced a great war.

Zhong Michu said: "Yinhe Xinghan, ask Mr. Zhai to take out the black tortoise shell and let them stay inside. Those who are capable will guard outside, and you two go and make arrangements." The black tortoise shell can change its size. It can not only be used as a means of transportation, but also as a defensive tool. It is indestructible.

"yes."

Zhong Michu said softly: "Yier, you go over too."

Yi Er popped her head out from between Yinhe Xinghan's bodies and said, "There are so many of them. Ah Fu and I will help you."

Zhong Michu said without further ado, "Yinhe Xinghan, take her back and protect her well."

Yi Er was panicking: "At least keep them to help you, I'll pass the message." She thought Zhong Michu was powerful, but she had only seen her fight once, when she fought with Di Jun in the East China Sea. She had never fully understood Zhong Michu's ability, and now seeing so many people on the opposite side, and Zuo Shaode's arrow just now was so terrifying, she couldn't help but worry about her.

Yinhe Xinghan was Zhong Michu's close attendant, and he would definitely follow the Dragon King's orders. He replied, "Yes." He turned to Yi'er and said, "Your Highness."

Yi'er glanced at Zhong Michu and didn't dare to show her temper at such a moment. She could only listen to her and go to where everyone was on the hill.

Yuanshan grew larger, his hands dropped to the ground, and he leaped from the cave to Zhong Michu's side, like a mountain falling to the ground, shaking the earth. A pair of golden-orange animal eyes stared at the Zuo family cultivator, baring his fangs and growling.

Zhong Michu said: "Yuanshan, go back and guard them and keep them safe."

Her voice was gentle, but it had an authority that could not be rejected.

Yuanshan was stunned. He hated the monks of the Zuo family and wanted to tear them to pieces, but he could not resist Zhong Michu's orders. He let out a low growl, but when he saw that Zhong Michu did not let go, he had to turn around and go back to be the door god.

When Zuo Shaode saw the people hiding in the formation, he recognized some of the slaves. He was surprised that these slaves were hiding here. They looked like they were obeying Zhong Michu, no, they were obeying Qingluan.

But slaves only obey the orders of those with whom they have contracts, so how could Qingluan have so many slave contracts

It definitely wasn't given by Zuo Yuanrong. No matter how stupid his brother was, he wouldn't give up so many contracts.

It is even more impossible to snatch it by force. Even if Zuo Yuanrong was killed, the contract would only end up in Zuo Yue's hands.

He didn't know what happened in Bailu City.

Zuo Shaode's eyes fell on Zhong Michu, with scrutiny, as if trying to find a clue.

His subordinates said: "City Lord, she is alone, we..."

Zuo Shaode sneered: "Which eye of yours can see that she is the only one?"

His subordinates were puzzled.

Zhong Michu stretched out his right hand and made a summoning gesture. The formation condensed and fell down, as big as the base of a mountain. The violent updrafts made everyone's robes flutter.

It was like the roar of an ancient beast coming from the formation, not just one roar, but thousands and millions of roars, each one different.

Everyone felt suffocated.

Zuo Shaode sneered: "One dragon king can defeat thousands of troops."