Dragon King weapon

Rong Qianji came forward to suppress the chaos in the Tiangong Temple in the human world, and the gods and immortals hiding in the fairy mountains of the human world could no longer sit still.

Some courageous ones, even though they knew they couldn't resist any tactic, still came to Nantian Gate because of the so-called "loyalty", and asked to see the Little Dragon King.

Since Mingxiao was not in Tiangong to lynch the little dragon king last time, he was punished to repair the dragon-slaying halberd above Lihentian, who knew that the dragon-slaying halberd could not be separated from Chongduan's body, and it was a little farther away. He couldn't catch it no matter what, and flew towards the place where Chongduan was like using the skill of controlling a sword.

It was Chongduan who was waiting for Mingxiao at the exit of Lihentian, the water god had no bones, it turned into a trickle and flowed at Chongduan's feet, Chongduan looked down and saw that the water had turned lavender, and he thought that Mingxiao had turned into poison .

Since Rong Qianji turned into a dragon, Chong Duan was upset all day long, taking him to the world and coming back, he couldn't live in peace every day.

The Tiangong spread the story of cutting the dragon into a dragon at the Nantianmen, and led Ming Xiao to the main hall again, and sent him to lead people to continue to search for the trace of the old dragon king in the Three Realms.

Ming Xiao is an important minister under the command of General Baihu. As soon as this edict came out, all the spirits and monsters working for Chong Duan were surprised, and there was an uproar in the hall.

After following Chong Duan for a long time, Ming Xiao had already expected this result, so he went to the hall and knelt down.

In an instant, all the monsters prostrated themselves on the ground, all silent.

Chong Duan pulled out the dragon-slaying halberd at his waist and flew to the center of the Golden Luan Hall. With the sharp blade of the dragon-slaying halberd, he drew a golden line in the hall, splitting the hall in two, and leaped over the demons that were on that line. They were all struck back by the divine power and took a few steps backwards!

Only Chongduan stood on one side, but the other side was crowded with soldiers under his command.

"Whoever is ignored, whoever is obliterated, the world and the earth, all must follow my will."

That day, he broke his back and carried his hands on his back, and the outline engraved with a carving knife became more and more fierce. His eyebrows and eyes burst out with a fierce aura that could swallow the world, "From now on, whoever crosses this line half a step..."

The dragon-slaying halberd trembled and clanked, as if it was alive, and it was no longer a sign of cracking. The entire body was enveloped in the fierce aura given by the heavy break, and there was a faint dazzling red light.

"Miluo Palace, Baoguang Palace, Yuming Palace, and..."

Zhong Duan's voice was stern, as if he was warning the people present, "Dragon King's bedroom."

All the monsters were afraid of the shock and dared not speak.

As soon as Zhong Duan finished speaking, the golden thread burst out a huge barrier, enveloping the entire hall.

"Who is messing with Nantianmen?" His face darkened.

Tang Jian led the three armies and broke into the palace, and Tiangong knelt down.

Seeing this scene, Chong Duan fought several times, very calm, raised the murder weapon, and said loudly: "Fight!"

At night, the white tiger came back again.

This time it is much smarter than before, the basin in its mouth is bright silver with lotus patterns, it is as big as half a dragon bed, Rong Qianji doesn't know where it got the magic power from, it actually draws the water from the Yaochi into the basin, stretches it out He took out the claws of the beast to test the water, and then used his head to push the silver basin, and after digging a few more times, he let out a low growl.

Rong Qianji stood up and walked around the silver basin a few times, a little puzzled, seeing the white tiger getting irritable, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to comfort it: "What do you want me to do?"

The moment the white tiger was touched by Rong Qianji, he became docile, lay down on the brocade blanket beside him, rolled over, revealing his snow-white belly, hooked Rong Qianji's wrist with his tail, and dragged him into the water.

Rong Qianji understood, and blushed, is this to let him take a bath in the basin?

Although Chong Duan thought it was a tiger beast, it was his original body after all. Besides, this big white tiger has gradually become more familiar with people recently, and can understand how to laugh and scold. It is a heavy break.

He loves so much that it is difficult to separate day and night, and he only regards the injured white tiger and the general who does not know him during the day as his severed partner.

Seeing that he was not moving, the white tiger roared again, Rong Qianji stared at him, not daring to move, the white tiger's eyes were too sharp tonight, so sharp that he almost thought that this was an evil beast with human sense ...

One tiger, one person, facing each other, hot mist from the water drawn from the fairy pond, and a damp air lingered in the room.

Taking advantage of the hazy color in the mist, Rong Qianji saw the white tiger's ears move, and hooked the tiger's tail towards him in a fawning manner, and went to fetch the flat peaches on the table.

This flat peach is still on the peach tree that the white tiger uprooted a few days ago... The fairy who guards the peach has already entered the realm, otherwise, with that power of insight, there would be chaos?

Rong Qianji's heart was dazed by thousands of years of affection, he frowned, and compromised: "I'll turn into a dragon first, and then enter the water, okay?"

The white tiger was puzzled, the tiger's tail flicked out in the shape of a wave, imitating the roar of a dragon, the sound was so awkward, but Rong Qianji still understood, and said: "I can't transform into a dragon body for the time being..."

His robe was picked up a little bit, and there was still a scar where the scales were torn off on his white ankle. The scales are different from the dragon scales, light blue and dim. He almost couldn't stand still, so he had to hold on to its animal head.

The white tiger crouched on his ankles for about a stick of incense before getting up, allowing Qianji to pinch its pair of soft tiger ears, but the white tiger's rough tongue licked his wound.

His heart trembled, he didn't dare to move, he remembered that when he was mischievous, he went to the fairy mountain to catch cranes, his father sent someone to catch him, Chong Duan was the one who rushed to the front, and Chong Duan took him away from the fairy mountain first, seeing him fall He fell on the rocky mountain and suffered some flesh injuries, so he picked herbs and rubbed them on him little by little.

At that time, the severely severed hand was not as it is now, it looked icy, but it was very hot, and Rong Qianji didn't feel any pain when he rubbed it on.

He looked down at the white tiger, sighed, couldn't help pinching its ears again, and said: "I turned into a jiao, it's too ugly, if you allow me to use a trick, I can enter the water in human form."

Rong Qianji was a little entangled in his heart, afraid that Baihu would get angry with him, so he added: "Treat me well, and then I will show you as a dragon."

The white tiger complied, and Rong Qianji just treated it like a big cat, rubbed his paws, and said with a smile: "It's really kind of you."

Much better than yourself, you know?

Chong Duan has stopped Tang Jian from visiting him for the past few days, and the Nantian Gate will not let him go, even if he is guarded by divine soldiers like in the past, it will not work. He couldn't see Chongdu, and part of his spiritual power had already been blocked, so it was impossible to know about Tiangong.

The white tiger saw that the water in the fairy pond was about to cool down, and he urged Rong Qianji, as if he was in the water, he was so excited, Rong Qianji sighed again and again, it really was a beast, why didn't he remember to break it like this Good water, when he was invited to go to Yuquan Tangchi in the past, Chong Duan always blushed and said it was inconvenient to go.

Rong Qianji twisted up his robe, took off half of it, cast a blindfold, in a haze, he could only see his face, neck, and shoulders...

Before he had time to take off the inner layer of underwear, Rong Qianji suddenly found that the hall was empty, so he quickly wiped off the blindfold and tried his best to clear the fog.

I saw that the white tiger had disappeared, the water from the Yaochi had spilled all over the ground, and there was a person lying on the edge of the bright red glaze used to hold the water in his room.

Rong Qianji was taken aback, saw the man's face clearly, almost stopped breathing, and sat down unconsciously...

"Chongjing."

Rong Qianji called him, "Chongjing?"

He used a hand that had lost its blue scales to brush the man's damp strands of hair.

The face is still the same face, the body is still the same body.

This man was naked, with white tiger stripes faintly imprinted on his back, shoulders, and temples. His eyebrows and eyes were handsome and sharp like thick ink splashes, his lips were thin and light-colored, and there was a jade dragon on his neck.

He was the one who secretly begged for the red string tied to the jade from Tiangong Yuelao. The fairy also complained that Prince Xiaolong fell in love too early, and sooner or later His Majesty would have to punish him.

Unexpectedly, the word became a prophecy, this punishment turned into hostility, with blood and tears, committing a mortal enmity.

The severed face is impeccable, but the eyebrows have been torn, with faint cracks, and the flesh that has grown next to it seems to have been covered by something, smooth and almost healed.

Rong Qianji remembered that this was his dragon scale.

He only thought it was severed and mischievous, and he went wandering around with the original body of the white tiger and came back and suffered a laceration on his forehead, but why, the severely severed body also had scars in this place?

Why can't you see the jade dragon with a broken neck during the day, and can't you see this crack?

His heart was clenched together, his whole body seemed to be squeezed into one place, and he stared motionlessly at the person who slowly opened his eyes...

Could it be that the white tiger is really separated from Chongduan's soul and flesh, so they can no longer be reunited?

But after the man opened his eyes, there was still the bloodthirsty light of a beast inside, and he didn't have psychic consciousness, but he turned back to look at him with some softness.

Rong Qianji understood.

It turned out that this white tiger gradually became more human, probably... probably because he watched him take off his clothes, and accidentally turned into a human form.

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Who am I?"

The white tiger in human form is Chong Duan himself, but now his soul is separated in the night, no one knows it, he just keeps a cold face and doesn't answer, but when Rong Qianji raised his hand, he walked over slowly, squatted down, Let Rong Qianji's fingertips run through his hair.

Rong Qianji asked again: "Who am I?"

He was puzzled, a roar came from his throat, he couldn't speak human words at all, suddenly remembered the lotus silver basin he brought up, and wanted to bend down to take it with his mouth, Rong Qianji hastily stretched out his hand to take it for him , staring at his face, said seriously: "You can use it, claw, understand?"

His palm was suddenly arched, and he rubbed lightly with the tip of his nose.

After a heavy break, he slowly took the lotus silver basin with his hands, and stretched out his hands to fiddle with the water in the fairyland.

The water is already cold.

The touch of the palm made Rong Qianji startled, the corners of her lips quivered, and she almost shed tears.

He looked at Chong Duan, but it seemed that he was looking at another person through him.

"Chongduan, your hyphenated character, you can change it better."