Taihang Mountain, the island in the middle of the lake, the ancient trees are shining, and the lake is sparkling.
Myolie Chu knelt down and raised her face with her hands. She looked down at herself reflected in the lake and sighed.
"Leave now, leave now? This Qingyan, was deceived by the old dragon and thought he was safe." Myolie Chu stretched out her hand to paddle the lake water, blurring herself in the lake. She didn't think much about it.
When I saw myself in the lake, the golden light was slightly condensed, the treasure appearance was solemn, the eyes showed compassion for all living beings, and the aura was overwhelming. Everything was good, but he didn't look like her.
"You can use the branches to understand how this dragon can survive. Before it came out of Taihang, it still had some life, but after it came out of Taihang, it has no life at all." The girl pursed her lips.
"You know it because of the law, but how do you know that Qingyan doesn't know it? She knows that dragon better than you do, doesn't she?" At this time, a voice came from the lake, a young and clear voice and
Chu Xing'er is almost the same, her tone is extremely soothing and peaceful, it sounds childish, but there is no trace of childishness.
As the voice fell, the lake surface that was stirred and blurred by Chu Xing'er gradually became clear, like a mirror that parted the mist, and a face was reflected in it.
Eyes drooped, neither happy nor sad.
"Does she know?"
Kunlun is just an empty shell, it has no use. If we leave it alone, there might be a chance to make up for the accumulation of Dragon Transformation Road. Now? Pull it down!"
"It's not like we didn't miss it," the man on the lake said again.
"During the time when he disappeared, our law also produced misjudgments. Now, the death we see may not be the real death."
"I hope so." Myolie Chu sat down again and muttered, "Who wants him to die? Where will I go if he dies? The reason why I stay here is not because it is too good.
If he dies...if he dies...his grandma is so annoying! I don’t want to think about it anymore, I don’t want to think about it anymore!”
"But what Nan Zhu said is correct." The people in the lake pondered for a while, "Kunlun is the safest place in Kyushu now, but the process of arriving is probably the most dangerous. During this period,
We also feel about the things in the shadows, and there are several big guys coming. Dayuan wants to get a new walk, and regards Nanzhu as his target."
"It is clear that Zhou Tian's Ten Categories are completely undisturbed by Filth. The relationship between the two is like natural enemies, but Filth has an unexpected fondness for Ten Categories."
"If you want to eat your love, let's forget it." Chu Xing'er knocked on the surface of the lake dissatisfied, scattering the figures in the water.
"No matter what Nan Zhu wants to do in Kunlun, he must not fall into filth. I can't imagine how terrifying the fallen Nan Zhu must be. The pale and tall red dragon... should be able to destroy the whole world. Do you understand me?
What do you mean?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Myolie Chu nodded her head again and again to regain her energy, and immediately made a gesture that stuck to her neck, "Kill him before he turns pale!"
"Stupid!" came the scolding from under the water.
"Go and help him finish this journey. Since you can't stop him, then escort him there. What are you thinking?"
"You're just pretending." Chu Xing'er spread her hands.
The figure in the water fell silent.
"But how can we help? Pull up the tree roots and fight to the death with the dirty things?" Chu Xing'er sighed, "This is just like the golden cicada in the past, who hired a few ruthless characters to escort him to the West to obtain scriptures. But.
It makes sense, shouldn't Nanzhu be one of the ruthless characters? Why did he become a little monk in the end? Wherever he goes, monsters follow him, clamoring to take him back and cook him. I want to eat his head and turn into a dragon.
Even a failed dragon cannot live forever."
"Hey, why don't you speak?"
Myolie Chu waved at the screen, but the familiar figure still did not appear.
She raised her head, froze for a moment, then turned around and looked down at Gu Mu.
A dark figure stood there with his head lowered.
"Walking in the Netherworld." Chu Xing'er said slowly.
…………
The Yellow River, with its rushing water, has endless pale shadows.
Corpses piled up into mountains, and murderous tigers roared to heaven and earth.
At this moment, she lowered her body and faced off against a huge creature.
The Cang Ming Knife left countless scars on this behemoth, the most fatal one was on the opponent's abdomen. Fine white dust fell from the wound, and its breath was gradually weakening and passing away. If the scars were caused by ordinary artifacts,
It can be fearless, but that knife is too weird, robbing it of its vitality and being cold and ruthless.
It roared and hissed, stepping over countless corpses and charging towards the ferocious tiger on top of the mountain of corpses.
Obviously, this is its last struggle.
Qingyan slashed his sword horizontally, aiming the blade at the opponent's neck.
But the next moment, the water of the Yellow River stirred, setting off huge waves. The water waves hit so high that they almost formed a mountain-like water curtain. This water curtain instantly submerged the pale behemoth, and its roar disappeared.
The world fell into an eerie silence.
Qing Yan concentrated his attention, and the spirits rising around him were larger and more intense than before.
She heard chewing sounds.
The tops of the waves rising into the sky fall down and return to the river, revealing the shadows that appear there. The edges of the mottled back shell are covered with skulls of various creatures. The slender, female upper body rises from the unfolded back shell. The body is almost transparent and can be
She saw the flowing veins in it. She was holding half a corpse in her hand, which was the huge beast.
She looks slender compared to herself, but her body shape is not weaker than Qingyan's, and she is as huge as a mountain.
She is eating.
He tore the corpse of the pale giant beast apart and put the fluffy flesh into his mouth bit by bit, looking extremely happy.
The creatures who survived the battlefield were stunned and shouted: "King Guman!"
The ruler of this river basin, King Guman. Qingyan frowned. She noticed something was wrong with him. Li Xi'an, on the other hand, looked at the slender upper body in a daze. He once killed a demon king in this river basin.
, the Pearl Girl under Black Snake, her orb is still lying in the Heaven-Containing Cauldron. This object was originally given to Chu Xing'er, but later she got a better purple wood orb and discarded it.
Li Xi'an observed, becoming more and more frightened.
Some... are too similar.
"Who are you?" Qing Yan said in a deep voice, holding the knife in her hand, her eyes full of alertness.
"I am not interested in you." The figure replied, "Leave the creature you are protecting and leave here. I will not hold you accountable for killing my people."
"Your people?" Qing Yan smiled, "Your people... are these filth?"
"Filth?" The figure was stunned for a moment, "What is filth?"
"This?" She ate the last part of the corpse and licked her fingertips. "This is a divine object. It should be their honor for my people to be chosen by a divine object. How could I?"
Why don’t you regard them as your own people?”
After saying that, she lowered her head and stared at Qing Yan.
"Or, little cat, do you also want to become one of my people?"