Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhao Zhao was angry and aggrieved, with a bulging dragon belly, and wanted to fly away, but the tip of his tail was caught off guard by a red ribbon.

You don't have to look to know who it is.

Zhao Zhao said angrily, "Let me go."

Zhang Yuan said in a low voice and said in a low voice: "This time, I will not let you go."

The dragon's eyes stood upside down, and the tip of its tail flicked vigorously, trying to break free from the ribbon, but the ribbon was enchanted by some kind of magic, the more the dragon struggled, the tighter the tip of its tail was bound.

The little dragon's scales opened wide, like a jungle blade, trying to cut the ribbon, but it was still fruitless.

Zhao Zhao is angry: "You will bully me!"

The ribbon is not a bystander, but a ray of sword energy flowing from Chang Yuan's fingertips.

Manipulating the sword energy between Zhang Yuan's fingers, the whole person seemed to be in a trance, countless magic lines of the word "disgusting" sprang out from between his brows and sleeves, and the magic lines were overwhelming, like a steady stream of water, slanting down.

At the same time, the red long sword inserted deep in Zhang Yuan's heart also hummed slightly.At first it was a thin sound, and then a clear sound.

Afterwards, as if it had been summoned by some kind of divine weapon, from the depths of the sword body, there were empty and distant buzzing sounds.

Xiaolong was still breathing out his anger, and went to burn the ribbon, and heard the strange noise. Turning his head and looking, he saw a large piece of dried blood condensed on Chi Xiao, covered with black magic patterns, Inch by inch, it was pulled out from the heart of Chang Yuan, and also from the depths of the deeply embedded stone wall.

Big drops of warm fresh blood flowed out from Chang Yuan's heart and poured into the blood pool.

Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't feel anything.

Zhao Zhao was startled: "What are you doing?!"

Zhang Yuan's fingers moved, and he held the sword energy between his fingers more tightly.

Zhao Zhao felt startled by the tip of his tail, all the large scales were forcibly closed, including Xiaolong's most precious Ni scale.That's right, after Zhaozhao's Ni Lin was found, Long Jun Qingyao specially used the dragon's secret technique to put the scales back on the tip of the little dragon's tail.

Zhaozhao's baby is not good on weekdays, so he has to scrub with Tianquan water every day.

Zhang Yuan's entire chest was soaked in blood, and the hem of the entire black toga was covered with stickiness.

He didn't realize it, and let the blood flow out, and let the sword that penetrated both his chest and the monster's chest pull away from his body little by little, abandoning his original mission.

Only the two fingers holding the red "ribbon" were slightly bent, and the phalanges turned blue and white due to excessive force.

Zhaozhao was stunned, thinking that Master Qi must be crazy, and anxiously wanted to transform back into a human form to prevent Zhang Yuan from going further insane, but with the tip of his tail tied, he couldn't even transform himself.

And in just this instant, the last inch of Chi Xiao Sword's tip was pulled out of Chang Yuan's body, as if trapped in a cage and finally regained freedom, and let out a clear and long howl that resounded through the world.

Without the suppression of Chi Xiao's sword intent, the remaining evil spirits at the bottom of the pool, the demon cultivators hiding in the dark of the cave, and the magic patterns crawling everywhere like flowing water all swarmed up, drowning the young immortals in the pool instantly.

Zhao Zhao didn't care about the tip of the baby's tail, so with a groan, he sucked in a big mouthful of demonic energy into his belly.

However, the magic patterns seemed to be immune to the little dragon, and they still piled up and spread over Zhang Yuan's body overwhelmingly. The entire blood pool was filled with black magic patterns, burning like black flames, twisting and spreading.

Zhao Zhao took a few more breaths, but it still didn't help.

On the one hand, the blood in the dragon's belly has not yet been refined, and there is no room to absorb excess magic energy. On the other hand, the speed of the growth and reproduction of the magic pattern greatly exceeds the speed of the little dragon's absorption.

Apart from the scales, the sharpest thing on Xiaolong's body are the teeth.

Zhao Zhao groaned, and opened her mouth to bite the ribbon angrily.

Probably due to anger, coupled with the blessing of the two Heavenly Dao Refining Realms in Zhaozhao's body, this bite really made Zhaozhao bite out a gap in the ribbon.

Encouraged by Zhao Zhao, he bit down on the cut even more fiercely, accompanied by auxiliary skills such as burning.

Zhang Yuan fell into chaos, but the Lingtai still maintained a little clarity, feeling that the sword of Yuanshen that was affecting the inner palace was destroyed, thinking that Xiaolong was going to escape, his knuckles clicked, and he entangled Xiaolong more forcefully tail point.

One bite, one pull, the two sides are in a fight, and neither is willing to give in.

Zhao Zhao was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, thinking that the cheap master really had a serious illness.

"Haha."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wentian laughed wildly.

Seeing that the most powerful and precious Sword God Immortal Yuan in the Three Realms in Changyuan Inner Mansion was gradually infected by demonic energy, he smiled vindictively and said: "The war between you and me will be won by me after all. From now on, I will Zodiac will treat your body well, and will never insult your reputation as the god of war."

In the world, there is no more perfect body than this body.

The combination of immortals and demons, close to death, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

"In this seat's territory, you still try to swallow this seat alive, Zhang Yuan, you are too conceited—" Wentian's laughter stopped abruptly.

Because of the remaining edge of the soul, a familiar yet unfamiliar scorching heat suddenly came out.

It is familiar because during this period of time, such flames are floating everywhere in this hall. What is strange is that the temperature of the flames is more than a hundred times higher than before, which has never been seen before.

With a click, Xiaolong finally bit off the ribbon.

At the same time, a few red lotus fires gushed out from the huge ball formed by the magic patterns.

Like a dead tree, flowers bloom suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there were more and more lotus flames, covering the sky and covering the earth, burning blazingly, and the tongues of flames rolling and spreading, several feet tall, engulfed the magic pattern in turn.

A huge red lotus spread out impressively in the pool of blood, supporting a figure, slowly drifting into the pool of blood.

Zhao Zhao turned into a human form, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

The imprint between Zhang Yuan's forehead turned into a thin line, and a few red lotus fires floated on the wide lotus sleeves. He opened his eyes and walked down from Lianxin.

Chi Xiao uttered a clear whistle again, and returned to the owner's hand.

"come over."

Chang Yuan waved to Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao reacted, snorted softly, didn't move, turned around and put on his outer robe, just took two steps when the red ribbon wrapped around his ankle again.

"You bullied me again!"

Xiaolong complained angrily.

Zhang Yuan walked over step by step, and embraced the young man from behind.

Said: "Master will take you home."

Come back home?

Zhao Zhao's nose suddenly felt sore.

Said: "I'm not going back to Xuexiao Palace, you let me go."

Zhang Yuan pursed the corners of his mouth, and there was no expression in his pale frosty eyes. With a wave of his lotus sleeves, Chi Xiao immediately carried the two of them out of the devil's den, into the stormy sky.

The red lotus that bloomed at his feet followed up, like a red canopy, covering the tops of the two of them.

Zhao Zhao wanted to break free from his arms, but Zhang Yuan held the young man's waist tightly and wouldn't let go.

Zhao Zhao's eyes were still red, and during the dispute, one of his shoes was dropped, and he was in a panic.

Looking at the red ribbon tied around his ankle, he became more and more angry.

"What is our relationship? Why should I go home with you?"

Zhaozhao caterpillars twisted their ankles and complained loudly.

Zhang Yuan's palms tightened slightly, his amber eyes stared indifferently ahead, without speaking.

Zhao Zhao said, "Let me go."

"If you move again, don't blame Master for binding your other foot."

Zhao Zhao was furious.

"Why do you tie my feet? Even my father, mother, concubine, and elder brother dare not tie my feet!"

"If you are sensible, let me go quickly, otherwise, I will definitely let my new master teach you a lesson and avenge me!"

Zhang Yuan didn't care much and said: "Then let him come!"

"You—" "You want to snatch me away! How can you do this!"

"Also, tell the truth, have you been able to move a long time ago? You deliberately lied to me and pretended to be stuck in the devil's den and couldn't get out. Do you know how long I've been worried about this?"

Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes.

"Oh."

"Is it?"

Zhao Zhao kicked him.

"What do you say?"

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "But haven't you already worshiped your new master? Why are you still worried about me?"

Zhao Zhao snorted, "Ben Long has a kind heart, can you control me?"

The rain stopped at some point, and the sky regained its clarity.

Zhaozhao took a look, only to find that the direction Chixiaojian was going was neither the East China Sea nor the Fourteen States, but all the way south.Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat, and he had an incredible thought.

He stared wide-eyed, staring fixedly at Zhang Yuan.

Chang Yuan said: "Let's go to Sichuan."

Shuzhong.

These two words are haunting and engraved in the depths of the soul.

Since Master left, Zhao Zhao never dared to think about it, and never dared to go back.

I am afraid that when I see the grass and trees of the past, I will not be able to help but think of Master, and I will lose the courage to persevere alone.

Zhao Zhao suddenly stopped struggling.

Looking down, watching the lights of Wanjia quickly pass by in front of your eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Zhao didn't speak suddenly, Zhang Yuan asked in a low voice: "Why, don't you want to go back with Master?"

Zhao Zhao still didn't say a word.

Big tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably and dripped on the back of his hand.

"I want to sit by myself for a while."

For a while, the boy said in a muffled voice.

Zhang Yuan refused to let go easily: "Then you must promise Master that you cannot escape."

This time, Zhao Zhao nodded cooperatively.

Zhang Yuan also kept the promise, and slowly let go of his hand.

Zhao Zhao sat on the other end of the long sword, facing the sound of the hunting wind, and stared at the scene below without blinking his black eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan flicked his long sleeves, and the layer of clouds below immediately dispersed, revealing the human scene under the sky.

Smoke curled up from the kitchen, and the lights stretched.

Chixiao is an ancient magic sword, it travels more than thousands of miles a day, and in less than half an hour, it passed through the clouds and rain all the way from the magic cave, and reached the sky above the middle of Sichuan.

The [-] mountains are majestic and majestic, and there is no end in sight.

It is raining heavily in Zhongzhou, but the sky is clear and bright in Sichuan, and the moon shines on thousands of peaks, just like the scene 400 years ago.

Numerous winding mountain roads are dormant and hidden among the high mountains, which outline a beautiful picture.Zhang Yuan Yujian stopped outside a mountain peak.

Zhaozhao looked at the familiar mountain road, the familiar moonlight, the corners of his eyes turned red, and couldn't help it anymore, tears welled up like springs.

After a lapse of 400 years, he finally returned to this place, together with the Master whom he misses so much.

"Shuzhong, I'm back!"

The young man ran forward a few steps, stepping on the moonlight, stepping on the bone-eroding thoughts scattered in the long river of time, and shouted loudly towards the endless mountains.