The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

Yinlong knew that he was at the end of his battle, and had already had the will to die.Fang Qian thought about it a few times, took over the little golden dragon and strode away.At worst, send it back to Qingshui Town first, and then come back again.

But even Fang Qian himself knew that the so-called "come back again" might be more to comfort himself.Judging from the current situation of this silver dragon, it is impossible for him to go back to Qingshui Town and come back... I don't know if he can go back smoothly.

When this thought arose, Fang Qian couldn't help but glance at Yinlong again.After this glance, maybe it will be a farewell.

I also don't know if the silver dragon falls, whether the illusion that relies on it can still exist.

Ji Zheng was still suppressing the rampant dragon energy in his body, suddenly left the suppression of the silver dragon, and returned to Fang Qian's arms, his body was suddenly full of turmoil, all because of his obsession with not wanting to become a human being in front of Fang Qian. He suppressed the changes that he didn't understand.After a while, the dragon's aura really calmed down, and Ji Zheng didn't turn into a human body, but his size grew several times.

Fang Qian was a little speechless looking at the golden dragon in his hand that sank suddenly.It was originally slim and petite like a thread, as if it could be wrapped around your wrist with just a pull.Now it is a momentum that cannot be stewed in a pot, and a section of tail hangs down on the ground.

Ji Zheng's previous body size nestled on Fang Qian's shoulders, fearing that he would crush him.Now seeing Fang Qian's eyes on his own tail, he noticed the change in himself.Immediately aggrieved, he put his tail away, and tried to float in the air by himself.But he still has no way to completely restrain the dragon energy. He just floated up a little, but lost all his strength inexplicably, and fell down again in a dizzy state.

Fang Qian caught the heavy weight again with quick eyesight and quick hands.Although Master and Uncle Master were still fighting inseparably in the sky, Fang Qian still said with a smile: "Don't move. Did you take hormones, little dragon? You have grown so big all of a sudden."

Although Ji Zheng is a lot older, Fang Qian, a sword cultivator, can still hug him.

He casually hugged the more stupid dragon and hugged it tighter.It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, he must leave as soon as possible.

What hormone is Ji Zheng doesn't understand.At this time, there was an excess of dragon energy in his body, which directly made him feel like he was drunk. The whole dragon was dizzy, and he didn't know what to do.

Sensing that Fang Qian moved, he instinctively looked up at Fang Qian.The firm chin and eyebrows made his heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously drew his tail and wrapped it around the opponent's waist... In this way, the person is mine.

Fang Qian suddenly felt that his waist and abdomen were tightly strangled, thinking that the little golden dragon was afraid, and rubbed its head like a child, but felt a little pity that the dragon's body was smooth, not like a fluffy little dragon. The cuties are easy to touch, but the bulging dragon horns are a bit interesting to touch: "It's almost there, don't be afraid."

Ji Zheng was so weak that he couldn't even utter a dragon chant.He is afraid of farts, he is ashamed!

Fang Qian had already walked this road once, and the return journey was naturally much faster, but luckily the journey was safe.At this time, Fang Qian could vaguely see the entrance of Qingshui Town.To describe it vaguely is mainly because the time and space here is still chaotic. For a while, it is the boundless Wanlong Tomb, and for a while it is in front of the gate of Qingshui Town, which is full of people.

The two masters who are fleeting, Yinlong is dying, and Chen Shuyu is fighting fiercely with his master Tang Jingci.At this time, it is not surprising that the entire space has not collapsed into any unimaginable appearance. It is quite a good result to be able to maintain it now.

It's just that Fang Qian held the dizzy little golden dragon and stopped for a while.The time point in front of him is obviously on another line. If he steps in... Will he still see Tang Jingci again?

However, the reality did not give him too long to hesitate. The originally complete land behind him collapsed layer by layer, and those keels exposed in the wilderness were swallowed up by huge gaps in an instant, and the sky and the earth hung upside down.

Fang Qian glanced back, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.He couldn't help hugging the little golden dragon a little tighter, and sighed softly: "That silver dragon is gone."

This sentence seemed to be his farewell to Yinlong.Then, he stepped into Qingshui Town.

Perhaps it was the blessing of Yinlong's death, when Fang Qian crossed that line, the scene in front of him remained unchanged, it was still the gray ruins.It may be because the main body of the Wanlong Tomb is a silver dragon, which is the place where his soul returns, so the collapse was severe.However, the main body of Qingshui Town is Chen Shuyu, and it doesn't look much different from before they left.

Fang Qian was speechless all the way.Ji Zheng suddenly sobered up.The sense of sawing from the bones has weakened a lot, and he can probably feel that he should not suddenly transform into shape.It's just that after entering Qingshui Town for a while, his figure seems to have elongated a lot.It's hard for Fang Qian to hug him all the way because he was injured.

Ji Zheng slammed away from Fang Qian.She guarded Fang Qian's body neither far nor near, fearful and apprehensive, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the restlessness and worry in Fang Qian's brow.

How can you not worry?He came back from death and was able to see his master, but now he had to leave.It is often said in the world that a person who cultivates the Tao has a pure heart and few desires, but as long as there is the word "human", how can he be truly ruthless?

Ji Zheng hesitated to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Fang Qian noticed that Xiaolong's gaze was always on him, and then realized that maybe he had put his thoughts on his face.He smiled suddenly, and shook his head at Xiaolong: "You must also feel bad when your family members pass away. Don't worry, we cultivators...even though we are violating the destiny, we are also following nature."

Having said this, Fang Qian paused, turned his head and focused on finding the real exit of the town.

There are too many truths in this world that everyone understands, but when things come to an end, there is always a "however..."

Ji Zheng seemed to understand Fang Qian's unspoken words.He silently stood by Fang Qian's side.

So far, Fang Qian has not found a way to leave the floating light.But he knew that even an immortal who successfully crossed the catastrophe could not bear the disaster brought about by the destruction of the entire world.

Even if it's just a world in a fantasy.

Before this world completely collapses, he must find a way to leave here. Since he has already come, he can't just give up halfway.

He went deep into the town.Since this place has not collapsed, it is very likely that the opportunity to leave is still in this place.

Then take a look, what else is special in this small town!

The remnants of the town came into view, not long after, Fang Qian stopped in his tracks.The whole town was reduced to ruins, but only one house remained standing.The old shop seemed to be abandoned at any time when Fang Qian first saw it, and it is still the same now, but it is still intact.The words on the plaque have also been completely lost, only the word "Chunsheng" can be vaguely recognized from the traces.

Ordinary brick houses with simple fir doors are not subverted by time and disasters.

Fang Qian remembered that the door of Chunsheng's store was automatically opened to him.Now that I think about it, it was purely because my every move was under the supervision of my uncle during the tribulation period.

But why did such an ordinary shop survive alone after the entire town was destroyed?

Unless... this place can't fall at all.

With this in mind, Fang Qian stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door. The inside of the door still maintained the appearance before he left, and there were various antiques on the antique racks on both sides.

It was still some unspirited things, but this time Fang Qian carefully searched one by one, and he really found a letter that was under the pressure.

This letter looks familiar, as if he saw it somewhere when he was in Taihang, but at that time he read too many messy books, and he couldn't match the title for a while.

Fang Qian opened the letter suspiciously, which was Chen Shuyu's self-report.

Fang Qian grinned suddenly.How can a decent person keep a diary... But this master uncle himself is not a normal person, and what he does is not normal.Fang Qian's eyes fell on the correct characters engraved on the slips.

Chen Shuyu also entered Taihang's sect at a young age, with a strong spiritual root and extraordinary talent, he became famous at a young age and was entrusted with important tasks, but he became the head of Taihang at the age of five hundred.

And this head position, he only sat for less than three years.

It is almost the same as Fang Qian’s previous speculation, except that in the beginning of this letter, it stated that Chen Shuyu discovered that the Heavenly Dao had long since cut off the chance of people’s ascension. people.

It is even more false to say that the most common people in this world are mortals without immortal talents.

But dragons are different. They are born powerful, and they are not bound by the lower realms, so they can travel between the immortal and mortal realms.Dragon Qi is the aura that is born to restrain all cultivators, and is arrogant and domineering.If you can attract the dragon energy and use it for those who cultivate the Tao...

Fang Qian's expression was complicated when he saw this. I'm afraid his uncle didn't expect that the Dragon Clan would be extinct in just a thousand years or so, right?On the contrary, the human beings he described as ants have been multiplying and growing stronger.

The way of heaven is fair, but that's all.

The second half of the bamboo slips are all about how he captured and raised dragons. Fang Qian couldn't bear to continue reading when he thought of the young Taoist priest.

Fang Qian read quickly to the end patiently, but did not see the mystery of this illusion, but several of the techniques, including the formation design, were really the same as those royal families used to extract spiritual roots and spiritual bones that he had seen before.

Could it be that what the royal family did was based on his master and uncle?But if you apply the method of dealing with dragons to human beings, will there really be a lot of lunatics in the royal family?

Fang Qian simply closed the bamboo slip, hesitated for a moment and put it in the storage bag, then turned around and prepared to go upstairs to have a look.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a bang, turned his head and saw a porcelain vase shattered on the top of the little golden dragon, revealing the traces of the formation behind the bogu stand.

"..." So the fortune of the Dragon Clan is so good?

At a certain moment, Fang Qian suddenly understood his uncle.

Fang Qian complained, but still raised his hand and grabbed the little golden dragon's tail, pulling it back behind him to prevent him from getting into the formation by mistake.

He himself took a step forward without any scruples, approaching the range of the formation.