After Luo Xiao left, Han Wu's body underwent some unexpected changes under the stimulation of Long Wei.
"This is... could it be that dream again?" Han Wu was surrounded by endless darkness at this moment. The familiar hollow and familiar depression told her that it was that inexplicable dream again.
Sure enough, a pair of dark red eyes exuding a murderous aura lit up in the endless darkness, and a dark shadow slowly walked out of the darkness and walked towards Han Wu. However, this time the darkness
However, Ying stopped a few feet away from Han Wu and looked at him coldly.
"Alas." A sigh passed into Han Wu's ears, and she could feel the helplessness and sadness in this sigh. This black figure, whose body exuded a strong murderous aura, also revealed helplessness and sadness, an unbearable feeling.
The metaphorical emotions gradually rose in Han Wu's heart.
"What are you lamenting about?" Han Wu couldn't help but ask. However, in this darkness, she couldn't say even a single word, so this question could only echo in the bottom of her heart.
"He has been waiting for you, how long do you have to forget?!" The black shadow lowered his head, said this lightly, and slowly disappeared into the darkness. When Han Wu heard this sentence, that
The indescribable feelings were getting stronger and stronger. She seemed to have forgotten something very important, but she couldn't remember it. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.
At this time, a deafening roar of a dragon sounded, echoing in this dark world. Han Wu glanced around in shock, and immediately caught a touch of green. Han Wu stared blankly as the green became clearer and clearer.
Huge, a name suddenly popped into my mind - Qinglong.
The streamlined body, two pairs of five claws shine with cold light, and the green light of the dragon scales flashes on the strong body, revealing the commanding aura of the formation, and the calm and powerful dragon face, with elegant dragon beards, accompany the formation.
The dragon chant is powerful and sacred. This is one of the four legendary saints, Qinglong.
Han Wu stared at the behemoth in front of her in stunned silence. She didn't know why she recognized this behemoth as Qinglong, but the aura emanating from this dragon was terrifyingly powerful, so powerful that even a frown would make it...
He exists like a broken body, but he is still very familiar.
If the black dragon Han Wu encountered earlier was a child, then the aura exuded by the dragon in front of him was that of an adult holding a machete. This was not on the same level at all.
Han Wu is now very curious about what kind of person he used to be. If nothing else, these are all related to his past self. But now that he has lost his memory, he can only feel a sense of familiarity and nothing else.
Before Han Wu could digest the scene in front of him, changes appeared again, and this time, Han Wu was trembling like never before, and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. A pair of huge red eyes suddenly looked in the darkness.
Opening it, a huge black shadow gradually appeared, but it was hazy and invisible.
Han Wu was in pain at the moment. She didn't know what was going on. The previous dream had changed a lot. People and dragons appeared one after another, which made her feel palpitated. Now this kind of palpitation has reached its peak.
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"This... what kind of dream is this? It just makes me feel like I'm going to die soon." Han Wu cursed secretly, but stared at the huge black shadow that suddenly appeared. Since this black shadow has the green dragon,
Could it be that the streamlined body like a dragon is also a divine dragon? However, this huge black shadow was hidden deep in the darkness, and only the huge red eyes were clear. After Luo Xiao left, Han Wu's body was stimulated by the dragon's power.
There were some unexpected changes.
"This is... could it be that dream again?" Han Wu was surrounded by endless darkness at this moment. The familiar hollow and familiar depression told her that it was that inexplicable dream again.
Sure enough, a pair of dark red eyes exuding a murderous aura lit up in the endless darkness, and a dark shadow slowly walked out of the darkness and walked towards Han Wu. However, this time the darkness
However, Ying stopped a few feet away from Han Wu and looked at him coldly.
"Alas." A sigh passed into Han Wu's ears, and she could feel the helplessness and sadness in this sigh. This black figure, whose body exuded a strong murderous aura, also revealed helplessness and sadness, an unbearable feeling.
The metaphorical emotions gradually rose in Han Wu's heart.
"What are you lamenting about?" Han Wu couldn't help but ask. However, in this darkness, she couldn't say even a single word, so this question could only echo in the bottom of her heart.
"He has been waiting for you, how long do you have to forget?!" The black shadow lowered his head, said this lightly, and slowly disappeared into the darkness. When Han Wu heard this sentence, that
The indescribable feelings were getting stronger and stronger. She seemed to have forgotten something very important, but she couldn't remember it. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.
At this time, a deafening roar of a dragon sounded, echoing in this dark world. Han Wu glanced around in shock, and immediately caught a touch of green. Han Wu stared blankly as the green became clearer and clearer.
Huge, a name suddenly popped into my mind - Qinglong.
The streamlined body, two pairs of five claws shine with cold light, and the green light of the dragon scales flashes on the strong body, revealing the commanding aura of the formation, and the calm and powerful dragon face, with elegant dragon beards, accompany the formation.
The dragon chant is powerful and sacred. This is one of the four legendary saints, Qinglong.
Han Wu stared at the behemoth in front of her in stunned silence. She didn't know why she recognized this behemoth as Qinglong, but the aura emanating from this dragon was terrifyingly powerful, so powerful that even a frown would make it...
He exists like a broken body, but he is still very familiar.
If the black dragon Han Wu encountered earlier was a child, then the aura exuded by the dragon in front of him was that of an adult holding a machete. This was not on the same level at all.
Han Wu is now very curious about what kind of person he used to be. If nothing else, these are all related to his past self. But now that he has lost his memory, he can only feel a sense of familiarity and nothing else.
Before Han Wu could digest the scene in front of him, changes appeared again, and this time, Han Wu was trembling like never before, and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. A pair of huge red eyes suddenly looked in the darkness.
Opening it, a huge black shadow gradually appeared, but it was hazy and invisible.
Han Wu was in pain at the moment. She didn't know what was going on. The previous dream had changed a lot. People and dragons appeared one after another, which made her feel palpitated. Now this kind of palpitation has reached its peak.
.
"This... what kind of dream is this? It just makes me feel like I'm going to die soon." Han Wu cursed secretly, but stared at the huge black shadow that suddenly appeared. Since this black shadow has the green dragon,
Could it be that the streamlined body was also a divine dragon? However, this huge black shadow was hidden deep in the darkness, and only the huge red eyes were clear.