Legend of the Gu Demon

The silver dragon roared wildly, and saw the light of day again!

Ning Chen was shocked when he saw it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He murmured softly, as if he was a little bit unbelievable about what he saw,

"Is this... a dragon?"

"Hahahaha!"

"My good disciple! Don't look so shocked!"

"Are you surprised that there is a dragon in your circle?"

Su Liuche laughed when he heard it, and seemed to appreciate Ning Chen's shocked look.

After that, he slowly raised his arm and grabbed it in the air.

The silver dragon was also very human, so The dragon twisted its head and slowly landed beside the stone pavilion.

Its long and winding body wrapped the entire stone pavilion, and even the dragon scales around it could be seen clearly.

Ningchen looked at the silver dragon hovering around with interest.

His black eyes kept moving over the dragon's body, and he could see the dragon's appearance clearly.

Its cold eyes had vertical pupils, fangs and long beards, its head was as rugged as a rock, and its cold scales were as eye-catching as stars.

When it exhaled, it blew a gust of cold wind, as if it went straight through the top of the head!

When the dragon claws were clenched, it grabbed a wisp of strong wind, which made people's faces hurt!

Looking at the whole picture, the dragon's eyes alone were as big as a child, and its body was as thick as a house. As for its length... it was said to be thousands of feet long...

Suddenly, the dragon's eyes turned slightly and looked at Ning Chen coldly.

It immediately exhaled a wisp of cold air from the gap between its fangs, almost freezing Ning Chen's whole body!

Huh~

Su Liuche also laughed out loud when he saw this, looking very happy.

"Hahahaha!"

"Deng Jingyuan, stop it! He is my disciple, and you are still his uncle!"

Deng Jingyuan turned his head to the side reluctantly after hearing this, and moved closer to Su Liuche.

The dragon's eyes were humanized with a few traces of nostalgia.

Ah~

Immediately, it wanted to move closer to Su Liuche, as if it wanted to see its master again after hundreds of years...

However, it underestimated its own size after all...

Bang!

It just bumped into the eaves of the pavilion, and then swayed again...

Su Liuche also restrained his smile when he saw this, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, muttering,

"Deng Jingyuan... I know you miss me very much..."

"But you should also know... the real me died hundreds of years ago..."

"Now I am just a remnant soul..."

Ah~

A dragon roar, but it was not powerful at all, just very sad...

This dragon roar fell into Ningchen's ears, which made him a little surprised. He secretly said to himself,

"This dragon actually has its own consciousness?"

"It doesn't look like it is controlled by the dragon-controlling Gu at all!"

Su Liuche's peripheral vision seemed to notice Ningchen, and he smiled faintly,

"I know what you are thinking..."

"I saw this dragon when I killed the demon in southern Xinjiang in my early years. At that time, it was still an evil dragon!"

"Perhaps it has devoured too many human souls and has lived too long, so it has some intelligence, which is probably no less than that of an ordinary teenager!"

"Then after I suppressed it with both kindness and force, it followed me..."

"Then I knew it was a White Nether Cold Soul Dragon!"

"It is at the level of Beast King, which is the combat power of the fifth level!"

"But before I died...I was worried that it would be taken away by the demons...and it seemed to understand my intentions..."

"It...understood my intentions...so it shook the world...and had this mirror lake..."

"Then...it spit out a torrent of cold air and drilled into the lake...freezing itself in At the bottom of this lake..."

"And this guard has been there for hundreds of years...hundreds of spring, autumn, summer and winter..."

"Because of this...it is no longer a fifth-level combat power White Nether Cold Soul Dragon...but has fallen to the fourth level and become a White Nether Cold Soul Jiao..."

"And it...is also my second gift to you!"

After saying that, Su Liuche slowly took off the Ruyi ring on his thumb and handed it to Ning Chen, smiling slightly...

Ning Chen was not surprised at all when he heard this, he raised his hand and slowly took the Ruyi ring from Su Liuche's palm...

Seeing Ning Chen take the Ruyi ring and put it on his thumb, a few traces of relief appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he sighed softly,

"This Ruyi ring was made by me when I was alive with the only reverse scale on Deng Jingyuan's body, so it was named Cold Scale Ring!"

"With this ring, you can call Deng Jingyuan who is hundreds or even thousands of miles away in a single thought!"

"I hope my disciple will keep it intact!"

"Of course..."

After hearing this, Ning Chen looked at the Cold Scale Ring in his hand for a few breaths again,

Suddenly he raised his head and smiled at Su Liuche,

Ah~

Suddenly, a rather shrill dragon roar fell into the ears of the two, and they all turned their heads to look,

Su Liuche saw the reluctance in Deng Jingyuan's dragon eyes and pursed his lips, slowly stood up,

Walked to the side of the stone pavilion, raised his hand, and gently stroked Deng Jingyuan's dragon whiskers, smiling faintly,

"Deng Jingyuan...after I leave...don't bully your nephew!"

"You must also obey your nephew...after all, he is your master now!"

"Also...after I leave, I must protect my disciple...your nephew..."

"Qingyue...disciple...if you are bullied by this bad dragon in the future, be sure to say it in your heart..."

"The louder you chant in your heart...the easier it will be for my soul to find you in the future!"

"In the future...if my soul hears my good disciple's chanting, I will come to you and ask for an explanation!"

Having said this, he gently grabbed the dragon's beard with his bare hands and stretched it hard, as if to warn Deng Jingyuan...

Immediately, he pondered for a moment, looked at Ningchen behind him again, and said leisurely,

"Qingyue... Actually, I have a third gift for you..."

"But... you may have to wait a little longer to get it..."

"Because...a little devil thief came..."

After saying that, Su Liuche turned his head and glanced into the distance with his beautiful eyes, his eyes as calm as water.

Ningchen also followed Su Liuche's gaze and saw a goose-gray robe flying wantonly by the lake.

Who could this person be if he wasn't Han Xiaoyao?

Han Xiaoyao seemed to notice Ningchen's gaze and looked at it from a distance.

After seeing Ning Chen, his pupils shrank slightly, he held a seven-foot ice blade and murmured,

"Qingyue!"

"You really made me search hard!"

"This time, I see you...poof!"

Suddenly, before she could finish speaking, a three-foot-long black ice sword flew out from nowhere, trailing wisps of cold light! ! !

He could only hear Han Xiaoyao wailing, and his whole body was pierced by the three-foot-long sword!

Even so, the sword's power remained unabated, flying straight until it nailed Han Xiaoyao to the iceberg behind him...

Seeing this, Ningchen seemed to know who could create such a method, so he turned around and looked around, but he never saw Su Liuche.

Just as Ningchen was filled with doubts, he heard a cold sound outside the pavilion.

"It's really noisy..."

"My good disciple... when will it be the turn of a little devil thief to teach you a lesson?"