The sun rises and the moon sets.

The remaining snow on the ancient ginkgo trees weighs down the dead branches, the mist on the cold river, the broken ice floating on the waves and the white birds flying, and the east wind moistening the remaining snow on the West Lake.

The thick smoke in Suzhou and Hangzhou is still in chaos. Earthquakes, banditry, and the water towns that once had small bridges and running water with white walls and gray tiles are devastated. Refugees are fleeing and bandits are rampant. Fortunately, the cold weather did not cause an epidemic. The rebels turned the once prosperous place into a purgatory.

Osmanthus Alley became the only peaceful harbor.

The rich and powerful suffered heavy losses and sent their masters to seek revenge on the bandit leaders. The situation became even more chaotic, and only the poor were the unlucky ones.

A little boy holding a ring-headed knife sat on the roof eating fish and watching the sunrise. The sword made of fine steel was cold and sharp. No one carrying a weapon, whether it was a bandit or an expert raised by the powerful, was allowed to approach.

If anyone approaches with swords and soldiers, kill them.

The monk was seriously injured and looked pale. He sat by the water and looked silently at the turbid waterway full of floating objects. Whenever a corpse floated by, he would sigh and recite the Buddha's name. Without even looking at the snake demon behind him, he would kill the villain with a knife.

In the shop, the poison on Xu Xian's body had subsided, leaving only two tooth marks on his neck.

Her eyelids moved and she woke up.

"Chinese...it scares my sister to death..."

Xu Jiaorong was worried about whether she would eat well or sleep. Seeing Xu Xian wake up, a stone fell in her heart. She didn't know why her brother became like this, so she asked the master without saying a word.

"Sister, I'm fine, cough cough..."

Outside the door, Li Daniu, who was busy treating the wounded, breathed a sigh of relief. He skillfully helped blind Dong Dong treat his leg wounds. I don’t know what the blind man said to the bandit soldiers, but he almost didn’t have his legs cut off, although Li Daniu wanted to break his legs every day before.

But I still feel safe and sound.

Blind Dong groaned.

"Big cow~ I think you are short of fate... Ouch!"

He tightened the bandage so hard that Blind Dong almost jumped up from the pain. Li Daniu felt a little regretful that the bandits didn't tear his mouth open.

There was chaos in the distance, and the sound sounded like someone was fighting. Li Daniu climbed up to the roof and spat after looking at it. One group was bandits, and the other group should be masters hired by the nobles to take revenge. They were both top scourges on the wanted list.

None of the villains of the common people is good.

Turning to look in the direction of Jinshanyuan, the fog slowly dissipated.

"I'm a bitch..."

Li Daniu was dumbfounded. The splendid pavilions of the ancient Qingshan Temple had disappeared, and a snow-capped mountain glacier appeared on the riverside!

That's right, a certain Bai created a snow mountain glacier in the Jiangnan water town. The sun shines brightly, and the wind blows up sand-like white snow. Occasionally, avalanches and glacier collapses occur. The extreme climate disappears and the temperature rises, and the ice and snow are melting.

There is a cloud wrapped in mist on the top of the glacier mountain, which occasionally emits terrifying fluctuations.

Anyone who sees the snow-capped mountains is shocked. You must know that this is the south of the Yangtze River. Almost everyone has never been outside the Great Wall and has never seen snow-capped mountains and glaciers. How can they not be shocked when the sudden appearance of snow-white peaks appears?

The suffering people knelt down to the snowy mountains one after another to pray for an end to the disaster and hope for peace.

The bandits and soldiers were also a little worried. Last night, there were occasional roars of terrifying beasts from the direction of the snow-capped mountains. The sound was like thunder. They were worried that they might have angered the gods by doing random evil and were afraid of divine punishment.

Rumble.

The glacier collapsed and rolled into the roaring river, causing splashes.

In the clouds and mist, there was a huge white dragon clinging to the top of the mountain. Just now, it swept the ice with its tail and broke the ice, triggering an avalanche. It shook its big head, yawned, changed positions, and continued to sleep.

Bai Bai didn't realize that he had extra ears. The pointed ears on both sides of his head would rotate according to the direction of the sound...

The sleep time is not long, so it is more appropriate to call it a nap.

The temperature rises due to the sun, and the white clouds on the mountaintop slowly disperse.

In the city of Suzhou and Hangzhou, sharp-eyed people have already seen the giant thing that hovers on the top of the mountain. It is as white as jade and its long tail hangs down from the glacier and occasionally swings twice.

"The dragon...is a divine dragon!"

"The dragon appears! The dragon is coming to save us!"

"Shenlong... please save us... please..."

The white mist dissipated and revealed the huge white dragon in front of everyone, which caused a sensation. Many people who had suffered suffered knelt down. They were exhausted physically and mentally after experiencing the earthquake and banditry. The only thing they could do was to bend their knees. It might be embarrassing. If

No one would kneel down if possible.

In fact, Bai Yujun looks like a dragon now.

Except that the dragon's head only has bone spurs and the cuticle has no hair, it is almost the same as a real dragon. Those who have never seen a real dragon will definitely mistake it for a dragon. Even the well-informed Western Cultivator Chunyang Palace is a little confused. In this way,

The world has been without traces of dragons for too long, and the appearance of real dragons has long been forgotten.

On the top of a high mountain, the sound of white dragon breathing is dull and rumbling...

Exhale, blowing the snowflakes from the top of the mountain.

The eyelids with fine scales parted to reveal the translucent white nictitating membrane that protects the eyeballs. The nictitating membrane retracted to reveal the vertical pupils. He raised his head and shook it vigorously to shake off the ice and snow.

The pupils turned to the sides and saw two more pointed ears on the head.

He twisted his neck, bent his head slightly, raised his paws and touched his pointed ears. He finally confirmed that it was not an hallucination. In fact... it was better to use vibration to feel the sound.

The back paw accidentally stepped on the ice, and the exquisite pavilion sealed by the ice was shattered together.

"Oh~ I'm so sorry~"

With a slight push, the head shakes up and down and the tail flies up into the sky, like a snake twisting left and right in an S-shape, leaping into the air with four claws, circling, and rolling up and down several times. It feels very good.

Chunyang and the Western teaching masters have retreated, leaving everything in this place to Bai Yujun.

After rising high, plunge down to the river surface!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the water splashed into the river with a loud splash, and then the water splashed up into the sky again not far from the front, or rolled and flew across the river. The huge body brought up the air current and blew the water surface into ripples.

When sailing on a boat crossing the river, the sailors can even see the scale lines clearly, which is a surprise, shock and excitement.

After flying around for a while to familiarize himself with the body, he turned and flew towards the city of Suzhou and Hangzhou. There were some things that needed to be dealt with.

The huge and slender white dragon breathed with a dull rumble, carrying the power of the terrifying Demon King as it passed by at low altitude. The bandits carrying property at the dock flipped over and screamed and fell into the water. The pressure from the soul was very terrifying. There was nowhere to hide, it was difficult to breathe, and the back was cold.

When the huge white figure passed overhead, I was really unsteady...

Soon he came to the sky above the city of Suzhou and Hangzhou, passing between the black smoke pillars, his eyes were cold.

In Osmanthus Alley, the snake demon boy standing on the roof was jumping and shouting excitedly, waving a steel knife and shouting to kill them. Perhaps the most excited one in the city was this little snake demon.

Little Shitou grabbed the eaves, kicked his calves and gritted his teeth, trying to climb up to the roof to watch the fun.

Old Huixian smiled. He knew that the suffering in Suhang City was about to end. The troublemakers had angered the white dragon. Huixian didn't believe that those bandits could defeat the monster king. Oh, it should be the monster king now.

Xu Jiaorong helped Xu Xian go out, and happened to see a huge figure passing by not far away.
Chapter completed!