amazingly short legs

As he said that, Old Wei narrowed his cloudy eyes, and without saying hello, he shot at them directly, and aimed the gun at Shengbu unexpectedly.

Wei Lao sneered, Jiang is still old and hot, even if this monster can use spells, it is impossible to protect the people under him in the blink of an eye.

He thought very well, but he didn't know that when it came to old age, he was definitely not hotter than the old dragon that Emperor hated.

The fast bullet drew a scorching path in the air, reaching Shengbu's chest.

Di Yan jumped off his shoulder in an instant, raised his claws handsomely and pinched it.

Everyone saw a flash of white light in front of Shengbu's chest. After recovering, they saw the bullet that was as thick as an index finger was held in the four-faced little paw, and they looked at them coldly. Pinched out of shape.

Di Yan dropped the bullet coolly, and said calmly, "Aren't you going to get lost?"

Old Wei's eyes were horrified, and his face was in pain.

The man holding the elder Birdman said roughly: "Let's go together! I don't believe it can catch it!"

The others looked at Elder Wei, who nodded gloomily. He couldn't believe that this little beast could still catch it!

Gunpowder smoke rose instantly, and dozens of bullets pierced the wind.

Boyi said, "I can't handle it!"

Di Yan kicked Sheng Bu's shoulders with his hind paws, turned around and gave Boyi a wind whip, drew it behind him, and then covered them both with an enchantment.

Then, the wind in the canyon and the water in the mountains moved together.

The water turns into silver and whizzes towards it, the wind turns into a beast and howls pitifully, and the flowers dance all over the sky in the wind, almost fascinating people's eyes.

The traces of bullets flying away were clear and clear in the flying flowers, Di Yan focused slightly, the soft wind drove the soft petals, spinning quickly to block the path of the bullets.

Di Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I hate sulfur, so I'll give it back to you."

The flying flower that was blocking the bullet turned suddenly, and Di Yan raised his paw calmly, the wind, flower, and water stopped suddenly, and the high-speed spinning bullet was unobstructed, dragging the hot wind piercingly towards it.

Even though Di Yan's stunts were brilliant, they only happened in the blink of an eye. Before those people had time to react, the bullets fired came back scorchingly, screaming and blood gushing out immediately.

Boyi and Shengbu formed a backup team behind them, cheering for Di Yan.

Moribe: "Xiaolong be careful! Be careful!"

Boyi: "Boss is awesome! Really awesome!"

Di Yan smiled slightly at Sheng Bu, frowned and said to Boyi, "Dragon."

Bo Yi roared loudly: "The boss is a dragon! A real dragon!"

Moribe: "..."

Emperor Yan: "..."

It sounds like scolding a dragon.

Seeing how powerful Di Yan was, the Wei family backed away in a panic. Elder Wei was shot in the arm, supported by his subordinates, stared at Di Yan viciously, and hissed, "This old man won't let you go!" .”

Di Yan was stared at by this kind of gaze, and thought of something, the wind that had not receded by his hand wrapped the petals and quickly turned into a wall to block their way.

"7000 years ago, someone taught me one thing." Di Yan wobbled and flew in front of Wei Lao.

Shengbu saw Xiaolong spread his paws, as if he wanted to give him a hug.

Two thin strands of flowers danced in Di Yan's claws, like two whips, flicked lightly, making a shrill sound of breaking the wind.

Di Yan said slowly: "For people, we must cut the grass and root out."

Wei Lao's face paled instantly, and an invisible wind whip wrapped around his throat, and he let out a near-death gasp: "Hey——"

"Don't! Stop!" A voice yelled loudly and ran to Di Yan. Zhang Jun propped his hands on his knees and said out of breath, "Don't...don't kill them."

Di Yan looked down at him, his green eyes were as cold as ice.

From a long time ago, Emperor Yan was not a dragon with a kind heart and soft claws. The reason why he was willing to help the human race time and time again was not because he was pitiful, but because he was the spirit of mountains and rivers. , and the human and monster races born between mountains, rivers, seas and rivers.

Just like Father God and Son, he just fulfilled the responsibility of the Lord of all things, but there are thousands of creatures in the world, and the human race is just such an ant to him. He generously gave something to the human race, and he was not stingy to take it back.

He didn't do anything now, and it was just because he didn't want to take the anger of the innocent people in the world, but like Wei Lao, if he killed one and the other was missing, Emperor Yan would not be soft-hearted.

Zhang Jun said: "They broke the law, our people will wait outside, and when they go out, we will take them away to accept the punishment they deserve!"

Di Yan said indifferently: "I want to do it myself."

Zhang Jun said nervously: "If you kill them, you will have a life in your hands!"

Diyan disagrees.

Zhang Jun's eyes flicked wildly, his head was turning rapidly, thinking of a way to persuade Di Yan, he saw Sheng Bu, lowered his voice and said: "You don't care, can Mr. Sheng not care?"

"He is a human being. The police will know if he has any contact with people like Mr. Wei. Although he did not kill them, do you think he can explain clearly how these people died? Take a step back He can explain it clearly. Don’t forget that you have to continue to accept police investigations and inquiries until you prove your innocence. You have watched "Disappearing Cambrian", and you should know the police’s case handling process. You have the heart to let innocent people Has the carefree Mr. Sheng experienced this too!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Jun rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, feeling disgusted by the adjective he used to describe Shengbu.

Di Yan was very helpful, looking at the man in the barrier behind him, he frowned slightly.

Shengbu couldn't hear what they said, so he smiled slightly at Diyan, his handsome appearance was especially beautiful among the messy flowers.

Di Yan's old dragon's heart was beating wildly, he tried not to start, looked at Zhang Jun solemnly, and said in a low voice: "Ai Qing is innocent, I really can't bear it."

Zhang Jun: "..." The dragon in love is afraid that he will be numb to death.

Di Yan withdrew his spiritual power, and said lightly, "I hope your people are not useless."

The old Wei and his party were free, and immediately fled with each other's arms. Zhang Jun nodded, looked at their backs, took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, said a few words, and then hung up, "Don't worry."

Di Yan glanced at his phone sarcastically, and Zhang Jun smiled dryly: "The support team, the main reason is that I don't want to bother you great immortals."

Di Yan didn't say anything, raised his claws and withdrew the barrier, Sheng Bu strode over, "Are you injured?"

Di Yan's heart warmed up, and the aura of killing all directions dissipated in an instant. He limply fell into Sheng Bu's hands and moaned weakly.

"The bullet burns jio."

Sheng Aiqing was very considerate and hurriedly shouted "Dragon Claw Claw".

Boyi: "..." It took me so long to feel it, I'm afraid it's already cooked.

Birdman silently surrounded them.

The ground was strewn with flowers and blood.

The elder Birdman came over with the support of the young Bird.

The scepter decorated with beautiful feathers propped up on the ground, and the elder said in an unskilled human language: "...Thank you."

Di Yan poked his head out of Sheng Bu's palm, and asked calmly, "Who are you? Where is the cloud luan bird?"

The elder Niaoren said slowly: "We are Luan people, the descendants left by God Lord Yunluan."

Received this answer, Di Yan provoked the dragon horn.

Zhang Jun explained in a low voice: "According to the posthumous book, from Cane Qiu to Chaishan, there is the head of Dongshan, a total of twelve mountains, with a total of [-] miles. Among them, there is a mountain god named Luan on the ninth mountain. Caiyu, who can understand human language, feeds on morning dew and snow, often walks in the world. There are Xuanyuan survivors in the mountains. The offspring of Luan and Ren."

What a birdman.

Di Yan said: "What is the lacquer-turned glazed coffin? Is this your purpose as well?"

As soon as he lifted the glazed coffin, the elder Luan's expression changed, and the rest of the Luan raised up the five-colored feather arrows in their hands again.

Zhang Jun touched his nose, "We are different from them. Those people want to take away the glazed coffins and sell them. Our goal is to protect national treasures."

Boyi squeezed her throat and said, "It's just confiscation."

Zhang Jun looked embarrassed, and subconsciously glanced at Hei Jiao, who was expressionless, not interested in their conversation at all.

Sheng Bu asked: "You haven't answered Xiaolong, what is the lacquer-turned glazed coffin?"

Zhang Jun sighed and said, "I haven't seen it either, but since it's a coffin, it should have the same purpose. According to records in the posthumous book, the glazed coffin contained the ancestor of the Luan people, the first Yunluan in the world."

Boyi tut tut: "What do you call it—digging people's ancestral graves, it's so vile."