Weiyang stood at the door and watched the figure of Zitong gradually away, and immediately walked back to the door.
"Weiyang, I'm going to close." Jun Rumo asked behind him.
"Okay." Weiyang responded lightly.
Jun Rumo stepped forward and slowly closed the door.
In the hall, it suddenly became dim. Weiyang walked to the hall and sat down.
puff!
The meat wings fused from his back, and the robes on his back were broken. The long sword in the Jiange immediately trembled violently. The countless strong star power immediately gathered from all directions, towards him,
Gathering on the wings.
The double wings are hot, stabbing and painful, Wei Yang slowly closed his eyes, clenched his fist.
No one saw that in his double eyebrows, the purple seal like the sun, there was a black ink like a thick ink, and wrapped him in the middle -that was the power of the dark attribute.
The star power was absorbed by him a little bit, and his meat wings, those scales, deepened the color with one point.
The purple circle of the edge of the golden scales is getting more and more obvious, and the color is getting stronger. It is no longer purple, but it is transformed into black like ink.
At this moment, in the minds of Weiyang, there is a chaotic light and shadow.
In the light and shadow, there is a little girl's laughter.
That voice, he is very familiar.
From the first time he started turning the dragon, the laughter has been following his dream, it is the laughter of the purple pupil.
In the mind, the little girl's smile is getting closer and closer, and the light and shadow are getting clearer.
He saw her again, a small figure, that is, in the age of ten, exquisite face, long hair, silver -like silver -white shirt like moonlight, laughed with a foggy confusion
Running on the grass.
"Weiyang, come, come, chase me!"
She shouted while running.
Behind her, a figure suddenly drilled out.
It was a dragon, a black dragon, and the dragon was still very small, but it was still huge than the little girl. The little black dragon flew over and pressed the little girl under the body.
The four -year -old boy looks like a snow -like white clothes, black hair, and the peach blossom eyes with a smile. Although it is still a teenager, it has gone full of style.
"I caught you."
"Weiyang, you play."
"Then let's come again, remember, if I grabbing you, you will marry me when you grow up."
"No, Weiyang, even if you catch me, I can't marry you ..."
"Why?"
The little girl blushed, and the eyes of silver eyes were slightly silver -colored long eyelashes, and I was embarrassed to speak, "Because I have a person I like, I will marry him when I grow up."
"Then I killed him!"
"No, I don't allow it, if you hurt him, I will never forgive you."
Weiyang opened his eyes sharply and saw countless swords hanging above his head.
With moonlight, overflowing from the window, shooting on the swords of the swords, reflecting the cold silver light.
Standing up and walking to the window, watching the bright silver moon in the sky, the mood of not drying gradually calmed down.
"It turns out, just a dream."
But who is the girl in the dream?
That face is very similar to the purple pupil, but the silver eyes and silver hair.
A picture flashed in front of Weiyang's eyes. It was when the Valley of Death was in order to save her and guarded her in front of him, and the purple pupils that awakened the gods were like silver -haired silver eyes.