Jiao couldn't help but twitched hard and said, "After so many years, this dragon is still like this..."
Hovering beside him was the pomegranate flapping its wings slowly up and down, and the people on the pomegranate's back, Luo Xiaochen listened to Nie Renyan's words and added: "Then Long Que's heart..."
Unexpectedly, Nie Renyan moved his hand with his arms in his arms, stretched out his index finger and shook it, "It's so strong that you don't need to think about this kind of thing..."
"Oh..." Luo Xiaochen and the others nodded and said, "Jiaolong? It's quite strong."
"Who said it was Jiaolong?" A cold and cold voice sounded, denying Luo Xiaochen's words.
Ye Zhao, who was blocking the huge wave, was in front of everyone at this moment, and just heard their guesses, saying: "Jiaolong is a mixture of a dragon and a dragon, a chi without horns, a Jiao with a single horn, and a dragon with two horns, and this is in the East..." he said, glancing at the master.
The old man listened to his words and pondered for a few seconds before reacting instantly. He suddenly pointed to the sea with trembling hands, and asked in disbelief: "The East belongs to wood, it is cyan, and just now it was obviously a dragon that couldn't be more upright..."
"Fuck!" Luo Xiaochen's eyes widened: "Cyan?! No, no, please tell me I'm wrong!"
Nie Renyan looked at him regretfully: "Congratulations, it seems you got it right."
Luo Xiaochen's feet softened: "It's too subversive... It's too subversive! How could such a second person be Qinglong, who I always thought was extremely handsome."
Xia Zhiming couldn't help complaining: "So the root cause of your second shortage is because you chose the wrong idol."
Luo Xiaochen: "..."
"Wait!" Fang Siyuan said suddenly, "I found something!"
"What?" Everyone looked at him suspiciously.
"You didn't realize that Brother Ye and Brother Nie are so close to us, are we still alive?" Fang Siyuan said with a serious face.
"Nonsense!" Xia Zhiming just wanted to stretch out his hand to cut him, but suddenly realized that he had misunderstood what he meant, and the next second he found out what Fang Siyuan wanted to say: "The fog is gone?!"
"Ah?" Everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and then looked around subconsciously. Sure enough, the thick white fog that was still floating before Ye Zhao reached the sea, and when everyone's attention was concentrated there, it quietly disappeared for no reason. , only a thin layer of water vapor is left lingering between the heavens and the earth.
Before he had time to rejoice, the master, who inadvertently glanced at the mountain forest below, widened his eyes in shock at what he saw, and slapped Nie Renyan's arm next to him vigorously: "Stinky, stinky, stinky boy, look! What's going on? !!"
Nie Renyan stretched out his hand and wanted to take Ye Zhao to his side, but after being slapped by the master, he let out a "hmmm" indifferently, and then lowered his eyes lazily, and then frowned at only one glance—
I saw the gaps and open spaces in the mountains and forests under a hundred meters, and the black beasts running out from the depths of the mountains and forests. , and those beasts, in terms of voice, appearance, running speed, and even posture, are obviously not normal mountain wilds.