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Chapter 155 Longwei Town hears drought!

Beyond the mountains and wilderness.
Next to the carriage.
The horse was trembling, raising its head and kicking its feet, restless.
And in front, a dragon is entrenched on the ground, its whole body is as crystal clear as jade, only about ten feet in length is visible.
In front of Jiaolong is a young man wearing white clothes and a gold-rimmed robe, with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.
Three feet away, a naked-chested man with gnarled muscles turned pale, but the aura on his body was fluctuating and anxious.
"in this situation……"
Liu Yuexuan held the stone plate, looked around for a moment, and thought to himself: "Why does it feel like a long-lost father and son recognize each other?"
——
Zhuang Ming looked at Wen Han quietly without saying a word.
Previously, the power of the dragon had not been exerted, and Wen Han's energy and blood had not circulated. Although both parties felt quite familiar and close, they could not understand the real reason.
Today, the dragon showed its full power, and hearing the drought circulated Qi and blood, and the two phases of power collided, vaguely making him understand a little bit.
However, Wen Han's face was uncertain, and his blood was agitated, forming an instinctive feeling of surrender.
Even though his pride made him proud, he refused to bow his head.
But it comes from natural blood.
Finally he took a step forward.
"you……"
The sound of drought sounds vaguely dry.
Zhuang Ming stepped forward and said slowly: "Before I rescued you, I was vaguely aware of the familiarity and closeness. It was precisely because of this that I saved your life. At this moment, it seems that you and I have a close relationship."
Wen Han's eyes fell on the dragon behind Zhuang Ming, he opened his mouth and whispered: "You are not a dragon, you are a dragon..."
This dragon is not a dragon, but a real dragon!
Mr. Huan Long is the real Mr. Huan Long, not Mr. Huan Jiao!
——
When Liu Yuexuan heard this, his heart moved slightly.
This is clearly a dragon. How come it’s not a dragon, but a dragon?
Is the dragon in Wen Han's mouth a real dragon that has been extinct since ancient times?
Although Liu Yue
The benefit was so high, but it also forced him to fall into it.
For example, this time, the benefit gained from taking refuge in Zhuang Ming and respecting his lord was the protection that saved his life.
His mind was sharp and he figured out a lot in an instant.
"Could this be a young dragon?"
"A true dragon that has been extinct since ancient times?"
"It is precisely because of this that neither the teacher nor I can measure this young dragon, nor can we measure Zhuang Ming who is with the young dragon!"
"Why can this guy see through it at a glance?"
"The calculation result of Dayan Sutra is him. Is it because of some entanglement between him and Zhuang Ming's dragon?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Liu Yuexuan's mind, but they were all suppressed. He did not speak, but quietly watched the scene in front of him.
——
Wen Han saw the body of a real dragon, not a dragon.
So he no longer suppressed the instinct derived from his bloodline, and let go of his proud will.
He will not surrender to the dragon, but he can surrender to the real dragon.
He began to take steps and walked forward.
Zhuang Ming smiled when he saw this.
"I have a lot of doubts, and I need you to answer them."
"Since ancient times, true dragons have disappeared, but..."
Zhuang Ming gradually stopped talking.
Because Wen Han's eyes did not fall on him, but on Jiao Long.
Wen Han had already walked up to Zhuang Ming.
But he still didn't stop.
He didn't even glance at Zhuang Ming.
He crossed Zhuang Ming and came to the front of Jiaolong.
The dragon is about ten feet long, with a ferocious head like a cow or horse, and eyes like fists, which are deep and cold.
"Long Jun, can you talk to me alone?"
Wen Han's eyes were excited, he made fists with both hands, hit his chest, knelt down on one knee, held his head high and spoke out.
——
Liu Yuexuan couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
This was the first time he saw Zhuang Ming reduced to this level.
He was actually turned a blind eye.
"..."
Zhuang Ming was silent for a moment and glanced at Liu Yuexuan.
Liu Yuexuan held the stone plate and looked up at the sky, as if he was in a daze and didn't notice anything.
Zhuang Ming sighed, then turned around and looked at Wen Han's strong back and his own dragon body.
He stretched out his hand quickly.
Jiaolong shouted proudly.
Then I saw a strong wind blowing up.
The dragon instantly shrank in size, only about two feet long, and was coiled on Zhuang Ming's shoulders.
"A dragon is like me."
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Wen Han slowly turned around, looked at Zhuang Ming, and said in a low voice: "Have you surrendered to Lord Long?"
Zhuang Ming looked calm and said: "Is the name of Dragon Lord worthy of its name now?"
Wen Han fell silent, and the energy and blood in his body became stronger and stronger.
In an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, and murderous intent suddenly arose!
Boom!
Punch forward!
The wind is blowing!
The mountains are shaking and the earth is shaking!
The air cannot escape and condenses into ripples, forming waves that sweep over it.
The sound of the dragon’s roar!
The dragon looks up to the sky and roars!
Wherever the dragon comes!
Wen Han feels stiff all over!
"Kneel down!"
Zhuang Ming's eyes showed anger.
The dragon roared forward.
Wen Han groaned and knelt on his knees, his whole body trembling.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, but after all, he was unable to move under the power of the dragon.
——
Liu Yuexuan touched his chin and said to himself: "As expected, he was as fierce as the rumors, and he actually attacked Zhuang Ming? But now it seems that Zhuang Ming's dragon has suppressed him directly and cannot make a difference."
As he was thinking this, he saw Zhuang Ming stepping forward.
The power of Wenhan's Qi and blood is confined within the body.
Zhuang Ming, carrying the dragon on his shoulders, came to him and looked down.
"You want to kill me?"
"..." Wen Han remained silent.
"I saved your life, and you will repay the kindness with revenge?"
"After I kill you, please come back to Lord Long and complete your mission and I will return your life." Wen Han raised his head with firm eyes.
"Why kill me?" Zhuang Ming asked.
"The Dragon Lord is supreme." Wen Han said in a deep voice: "No cultivator can be above the Dragon Lord, and no cultivator can control the Dragon Lord... Even the most powerful person at the peak of Zhenxuan in this world does not have this
qualifications!"
"After killing me, Lord Long will be free and still a noble and noble existence?"
"Not bad!" Wen Han said with cold eyes.
"Since the Dragon Lord is supreme," Zhuang Ming said calmly: "Then what should you do if the Dragon Lord is used by me? The Dragon Lord protects me, but you want to kill me. Is this a treasonous move?"
"..." Wen Han remained silent.
"If you were smarter, you wouldn't be in a situation where you were wanted by the Great Chu and had no choice." Zhuang Ming shook his head slightly, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said: "Follow me in the future and learn more."
"I only recognize Mr. Long." Wen Han said in a deep voice.
"I am the Dragon Lord, and I am the Dragon Lord."
Zhuang Ming put his hands on his back and the dragon on his shoulders, leaned forward and looked directly at Wen Han.
Wen Han's face changed, and after a long while, he finally lowered his head.
"You can regard me as Lord Huanlong."
"You can also regard the dragon king as the pig man king."
"There is no distinction between high and low, we sit as equals."
"The Dragon Lord's will is my will."
"My thoughts are also what Dragon Lord wants."
"Now, tell me..."
Chapter completed!
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