Chapter 232 The boy who wants to slay the dragon

There was a bit of expectation in Yu Qixiang's words. When she spoke, she couldn't help but think of Lu Jing, Qing Yue, Xu Wugui, and Zhuo Yaoluo.

After being apart for several months, Yu Qixiang walked out of Taixuanjing and was guided by the Great Sage of Zhuxing Mountain, and was able to return to the Three Prefectures of Chong'an safely.

No one in Taixuan Capital questioned Yu Qixiang about going to Beique Sea to slay the dragon.

The dragons in the world hated Yu Qixiang, but even the dragon kings from the five directions did not dare to come to Chong'an Sanzhou to question Yu Qixiang.

The matter of King Chong'an's daughter killing Dragon Palace seems to have finally come to an end.

So Yu Qixiang, who had stayed at home for several months, missed Sister White Snake on Zhuxing Mountain and Grandpa Heifeng more and more, and also missed the sect master who had always said that he would accept her as his disciple.

As for Taixuan Capital, there are also people whom Yu Qixiang is concerned about.

She spent the old year in Lu Jing's small courtyard and entered the new year. In just ten days, Yu Qixiang and Xu Wugui, who were girlish in nature, played Zhuo Yaoluo very well.

Coupled with Qing Yue's gentle temperament, she also took great care of Yu Qixiang when she was displaced, making Yu Qixiang unable to forget Lu Jing's courtyard and the people in it.

It's just that the people by the river were too noisy and no one heard Zhao Ye's screams.

Even people like this can be considered lucky in a desolate land, because the bones of those unfortunate people have long been buried on the roadside."

"And since I'm dead, if the Dragon King shows mercy, maybe my father, mother, and brother can..."

Six years have passed, and the severe drought in the northern part of Hezhong Road has not only remained unchanged, but the disaster has spread to the southern part of Hezhong Road.

It was at this time that Lu Jing felt something spiritual and raised his head to look at the sky.

Blood and tears!

But the young man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Wait until I go all the way north along the river, kill all the monsters in the river, and then enter the original Xiahe Dragon Palace, kill the Dragon King, and drink the dragon's blood."

Suddenly, the eyes of the two to three hundred villagers by the river suddenly showed despair.

Si Wanyu's eyes turned cold and he glanced at Yu Qixiang.

"When I grow older and accumulate some of the magical powers of the God of Gushe, I will personally go to Taixuanjing to visit Mr. Lu Jing and the others."

The young man raised his head and revealed his ambition, his young face full of solemnity.

But the young man jumped up from the muddy water, and when he reached out, his five fingers were the sharpest swords, inserted into the snake's body!

For most people in Hezhongdao, death is indeed easier than life.

Yu Qixiang nodded and warned: "Mom, I left in such a hurry that day that I fainted again.

Lu Jing stood and looked down at a village next to a small tributary of the original Xia River.

But...the Yuanxia River is now close to drying up, and dozens of its branches have even dried up completely, leaving only a desolate scene.

Lu Jing gently stroked Zhaoye beside him. Even if the light was not there, Zhaoye was still an extremely handsome horse, with a strong body and shiny hair.

"We have been apart for nearly a year, but I don't know if the young man who once studied under the moonlight is well."

Because of this, all the people heading to the River Road now are young people.

Now that she is about to die, this girl is still thinking...

When Si Wanyu heard Yu Qixiang's words, she remembered the poem Lu Jing gave her again.

At this moment, everyone could clearly see the person's appearance.

"Then, it's best to go to Taichong Hai again. The blood sacrifice method of the old dragon in Beique Hai was taught by the eldest prince of Taichong Hai... The teacher is very depressed because of this, so he can't just let it go."

Suddenly, the boy who just wanted to slay the dragon began to shed tears from the corners of his eyes...

There was an old man who was leaning on crutches and even speaking a little tremblingly. His body froze, and the beard on his chin trembled slightly.

The two to three hundred villagers standing by the river, as well as the woman who was about to be sacrificed to the so-called Dragon King, raised their heads as hard as they could and looked at the young man in the distance.

Lu Jing still looked up at the dragon in the mist...

Yu Qixiang understood, her eyes were full of worry, and in her heart she hoped that Lu Jing would live happily in Taixuan Jing and live as long as possible.

King Chong'an has not been in Taixuan Capital for a long time, and now he is seriously injured. The faces of many people are no longer what they used to be.

There seemed to be a faint smell of burning in the wilderness.

He offended the real dragons in the world because of you. Those real dragons that soar in the clouds and mist dare not act arrogantly in Taixuan Capital, but if Lu Jing goes to Hezhong Road, the Holy Lord bluntly said that everyone in the world can compete for the opportunity of Lutan..."

Si Wanyu thought this in his mind, and after thinking about it, he said to Yu Qixiang: "In the past, those who were able to enter Lutan and get the opportunity were mostly young geniuses.

When Yu Qixiang said this, her tone became a little discouraged: "I have been away from home for a long time, and I have seen many people who have been affected by the disaster. They are as skinny as wood, lifeless, and there is no light in their eyes, just like walking zombies.

Si Wanyu's eyes softened, and then he looked in the direction of Prince Chong'an's palace.

This monster python, which was about five to six feet long, was torn into two pieces by the young man.

Lu Jing thought in his mind.

At the time of Yu Qixiang's death, she personally went to Taixuanjing and searched for the nobles in Taixuanjing, but to no avail.

"have a finger in the pie!"

And some people among the people by the river noticed the cloud and mist.

He was wearing a bamboo hat and ordinary black clothes. The glimmer of light emitted from the famous horse Zhaoye had long been extinguished, and he looked like an ordinary horse.

Yu Qixiang did not dare to look at Si Wanyu, and only looked down at her toes: "Mother, Qixiang knows that her cultivation level is indeed weak, but... Sister White Snake, whom I mentioned to you before, treats me badly.

Yes, I promised her when I was on Candle Star Mountain that I would find the reincarnated person for her.

The same is true for Lu Jing.

Bang!

After a dull sound, the energy and blood around the python suddenly decreased greatly.

See the backbone of a person who seems to have been crushed by disaster.

"No matter what, it's all Lu Jing's fault."

The young man's voice was cold. He twitched his five fingers and jumped up again. His two hands landed on the python, one on the left and one on the right, on the wound he had just made.

Lu Jing is Yu Qixiang's benefactor. Every time she thinks of Lu Jing, she can remember the scene when Lu Jing climbed to the sky with a sword, chopped off the dragon's horns and feet, and reduced the four aloof and self-proclaimed dragons to the mortal world.

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The dragon genus in the world will definitely not miss the opportunity of Lutan. There will definitely be other powerful dragons in the Five Directions Dragon Palace.

In addition... no one can guess the will of the holy king who sits in a high position, so no one dares to accept the princess's request.

She was so thirsty that her throat felt like it was being scratched with a knife.

Boom!

…

A roar came, and the voice was still a little immature.

Si Wanyu looked at Yu Qixiang's worried look, and put a strand of black hair behind her ear, comforting him: "I have seen that white snake before, she is the great sage of Zhuxing Mountain, I will definitely find it when I go to the middle of the river."

I will help her search for her traces."

It understood Lu Jing's words and opened its mouth to hiss.

That was some kind of ritual being carried out by the villagers.

The young man struck with great force, and bursts of blood spurted out from the wound of the python monster. Immediately afterwards, the young man tore open a one-foot-long hole in the python's body.

I saw people fleeing the famine.

The girl on the wooden table was thinking this in her heart. She just thought that from now on, her relatives at home would never see her again, which made her a little sad.

"Give grandpa...die!"

"I... I'm going to smash your snake head open!"

But the young man was not surprised at all, as if he was used to such monsters.

Lu Jing had already changed out of his white clothes, and it looked too strange to be dressed in dust-free white clothes on the Hezhong Road.

In addition, the year before last, the tributary of the Huangtao River, the Yuanxia River all over the Hezhong Road, overflowed, destroying most of the crops in the Hezhong Road... and the disaster became even more severe.

The girl seemed to have accepted her fate. She neither struggled nor cried. She just walked across the wooden table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva from time to time.

This is a young man...who wants to slay a dragon.

Before the people by the river could react, a figure stepped forward and jumped.

It is precisely because of the continuous flow of water in the Yuanxia River and the fertile plains of Hezhongdao that the Hezhongdao has had bumper harvests and become more fertile every year.

The young man moved several times in the air and brought the woman to the dry part of the river. He cut the rope with a casual tug.

It's just that... it wouldn't be a good thing if Lu Jing went to the Hezhong Road alone.

"this……"

However, he saw that his fist technique called Eight Hammer Stone moved forward in an unstoppable manner, hitting the snake's tail with the hammer of Arakan Stone.

It has been more than twenty days since I left Taixuanjing.

The body that had been tempered by Qi and blood for a long time jumped with all its strength, and the owner of the voice broke through the loess and jumped into the river in front of him.

The two vertical pupils were filled with cold murderous intent.

If it weren't for Mr. Lu Jing, Yu Qixiang might have died outside Taixuan Jing long ago.

The sun in the sky burned everything on the earth, and the middle road of the river turned into a furnace. The furnace burned a continuous fire, bringing with it a high temperature that could kill people, and burned all over this originally rich place.
To be continued...