Find the dragon hunting crossbow and return to the fairyland.

The Shenlong Temple completely pissed off a certain white dragon, and it caused a stumbling block for nothing. The Haohaolong finally couldn't help but went berserk, and smuggled back to the fairy world silently. He originally wanted to use the teleportation array to reach Jiuli, but unexpectedly the war was chaotic and the use was suspended.

It's easy to find a few teleportation arrays that are still running and wander around.

My cultivation has become stronger, but I always feel like something is missing.

When I was young, I sailed through the green mountains and Qutang Gorge in a canoe, and saw the lanterns in Chang'an at night. I saw countless beautiful scenery and saw all kinds of things in the world. I felt like swimming in the beautiful rivers and lakes.

Now, I have seen the heaven and witnessed the splendor of the fairy world, but I am missing my freedom.

If possible, Bai Yujun would like to walk step by step instead of traveling millions of miles day and night.

Finally arrived at the Sanjiang zone.

He disappeared into the wind and clouds and flew over Cangshan Mountain, looking for the half-dragon clan...

Endless mountains.

Green rice fields are planted among the peaks and forests, and the houses are nestled against the mountains. There are rough monsters and delicate humans. The towns, villages, and schools are like small isolated countries. Dragon patterns can be seen everywhere, the roofs are carved with dragons, and the door plaques of palaces are made of gold.

Dragons are flying, dragons are everywhere.

Perhaps the half-dragon bloodline can also detect the location of dragon veins and choose a location to live there, thus improving their luck and surviving from ancient times to the present day.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the dragon's head is surrounded by mountains, and incense smoke curls up from the ancient ancestral hall.

The shadow of candles is quiet in the empty ancestral hall.

The dim candlelight illuminates the figure of Tingting who is praying devoutly. Her hands are not clasped together, but a unique gesture. The half-dragon girl Long Zhao kneels in the middle of the ancestral hall, lowering her head and closing her eyes to pray silently, with tears hidden in the corners of her eyes...

There are ancient incense burners and melon and fruit tributes on the altar table in front of you, and there is an old painting hanging on the wall.

There is a man and woman in the painting.

The emperor's robes and imperial attire, the man is majestic and majestic, the woman is gentle and gentle yet heroic, both have dragon horns, sitting on the dragon chair, implying the meaning of looking down at the world and being surrounded by the people, it can arouse awe in people, seemingly ordinary

The painting is actually introverted.

Outside the hall, the cold moonlight shines in the sky.

The lights of thousands of houses are like stars, and occasionally there is a flash of light in the sky.

In the ancestral hall, you can hear the quarreling, gnashing of teeth, or sighs from next door, which seems to represent the current predicament of the half-dragon clan, struggling to survive through cracks, internal and external troubles.

"Ask the Dragon God for blessing..."

Kneeling in front of the portrait, she muttered and cried pitifully.

Maybe, she knew that Dragon God couldn't help much, and just wanted to have a place to talk.

The flames swayed slightly, maybe because of the wind.

"Little girl, why are you crying? You are so sentimental at a young age. Be careful and you will become a resentful woman in the future."

Suddenly someone spoke in the empty ancestral hall!

"who?"

He instantly stood up and followed the sound and looked over. Then he was surprised and blankly stared at the girl in white next to him. The pair of snow-white forked dragon horns fluoresced under the candlelight. They were very familiar. They had only seen them once and completely remembered the special existence. That one

White dragon.

"You...how did you get in? Here...I..."

He looked outside the door and then at the dragon girl. He was surprised that the next door was still arguing and seemed completely unaware of the intrusion of the dragon. This was the core area of ​​the half-dragon clan. How did she get in?

Moubai looked around curiously, touching here and there.

"Come in, are you talking about the magic circles outside? They are all arranged with a small amount of dragon language and runes. They are easy to decipher. Besides, many dragon languages ​​are written wrong."

Hearing this, Long Zhao looked at the countless arrays outside the hall with dumbfounded eyes, and then looked at Bai Yujun.

Bai Yujun walked to the portrait.

Try to raise your head...

"Huh? It looks familiar."

The stalwart man is exactly the same as the one in Kunlun Ruins. As for the woman, he is even more familiar. Whenever Bai Yujun encounters a problem, he will meet her through time and space. His eyes are soft and he cares for himself meticulously. Moreover, the imperial robe she wears

The palace outfit is exactly the same as the one given to me.

Holding the altar table with one hand, he grabbed the fresh fruit and ate it.

"you……"

"Well, the fruit is very delicious. It is delicate, refreshing and has a mellow fruity aroma. You won't be angry if you eat two of them, right?"

Moubai tasted each one, and occasionally wiped it on her skirt.

"Forget it, let's eat."

Long Zhao gave up.

The one enshrined is the dragon god, and the white dragon is also a dragon. He eats a few fruits and melons, but why did he come to visit under the moon? Is there something that he doesn’t want too many people to know about?

"There are too many people here, Miss Bai, please move away."

Bai Yujun followed Long Zhao out of the ancestral hall and walked around to a small courtyard with a strong boudoir style.

Entering the room, a certain Bai Zilaisu lay down on the comfortable big bed, smelling the aroma, with a satisfied expression, which made the half-dragon beauty Long Zhao wonder whether the Dragon Clan was good at Zilaisu.

After serving various snacks and tea, Bai Bai got down to business.

"Xiao Zhao, help me get the information about the Dragon Palace. The more detailed the better. You are the only one the half-dragon family can trust."

"..."

It seems like you, the white dragon, are younger than me...

Bai Yujun ate some candied fruit and threw it back into the fruit plate as it filled his teeth.

"You know, the Shenlong Palace is getting more and more excessive. If you dare to offend me, Dragon Bai, you should be killed. By the way, I just saw you wiping away your tears. Tell me what you are unhappy about. Maybe I can help.

"

Hearing this, Long Zhao, who had been depressed for a long time, was surprised and happy, and he knelt down with a pop.

"Please, Your Highness, save the half-dragon clan..."

Oh, let’s go, Bai Yujun almost didn’t even eat the plate. Where did this happen?

Long Zhao couldn't help but burst into tears. He gritted his teeth and told the reason. As expected, the Shenlong Temple took advantage of the chaos in the fairy world and Jiuli was distracted to bully the half-dragons again, and his methods became more and more sinister.

Search for half-dragon training resources and peek into the population.

"Half a month ago, the son of the Demon Dragon King of the Divine Dragon Palace proposed marriage to our clan and wanted to take the little girl as his wife. He wanted to take the opportunity to control the half-dragon clan and drive him to participate in the battle in the fairy world to seize the heaven..."

"The Demonic Dragon King, the person in charge of the Divine Dragon Palace, is Xiao's puppet."

Bai Yujun helped Long Zhao up, feeling that this son of the Demonic Dragon King seemed a bit familiar.

Long Zhao nodded.

"Since the real dragon reminded me, our clan has found clues after investigation. Maybe most of the monsters in the Dragon Palace only know about the Demon Dragon King but don't know about it. The Demon Dragon King's son is a one-horned demon dragon. The marriage is a fake. He is looking for an excuse to annex the half-dragon people.

real."

I wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes with my sleeve, but the more I wiped, the more tears accumulated.

"Grandpa objects, but I know that the half-dragon clan cannot bear the loss. If there is no other way, I am willing to use my life to buy time for the whole clan..."

Bai Yujun didn't know what to say. After the southern battle, the Dragon Palace had proposed conditions to the Heavenly Court, but he was strong enough and had no burdens to ignore. The half-dragon clan was too weak, and the weak often had too much helplessness when facing the strong.

"What does the one-horned dragon look like? Let me help you find a solution."

Long Zhao used tea and water to form a shape to simulate the one-horned magic dragon.

A certain Bai curled his lips and returned the dragon, which turned out to be just a one-horned lizard.

Beautiful eyes turn around.

"Tell me, if I kill that one-horned demon dragon, will it drive the Demon Dragon King crazy?"

"Ah? Shenlong Temple will go crazy!"

The girl was startled. She didn't expect the White Dragon Girl to be so crazy. When she thought about the rumors about the White Dragon Girl, she felt that it was normal. After all, she was a mythical beast that could fight with real immortals.

"It's good to be crazy. It's easier to deal with him when he's so angry that he loses his strength. Cut off his wings little by little and destroy the Dragon Palace, and finally deal with Xiao."

Bai Yujun's goal is to be a demon, not a demon dragon king.

They are all dragons. Bai Yujun can't guess Xiao's whereabouts, and Xiao can't guess Bai Yujun's whereabouts. Even if he knows that Bai Long is in heaven, he doesn't dare to approach. Both sides are like predators in the dark forest, carefully hiding themselves to avoid themselves.

While injured, wait for the opportunity.

"I'm going to get the latest news from Shenlong Palace. Your Highness, please wait a moment."
Chapter completed!