Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

Raising his hand to push him away, Jiang Huaiyu stood up, and the warm water of Lingquan dripped down his waist and hair, one drop after another, forming water droplets.

Suppressing the abnormal heartbeat, Jiang Huaiyu forced himself to calm down, and brushed off the water on his body, "As a teacher, I just treat you as an apprentice, there is no need to..."Try.

The test words did not come out.

Xie Mian quickly tapped the corner of his lips, and interrupted him, "Master has thought about it before replying to the disciple. The disciple can wait for the master."

"Hundreds and thousands of years, disciples can wait."

"The disciple also feels that the current self is not worthy of the master. Maybe after a hundred years or a thousand years, he will just be worthy of the master."

"So, Master, can you think about it?"

Jiang Huaiyu was stunned. From Jiang Huaiyu's perspective, he could see that his eyelashes were distinct and shining.Jiang Huaiyu glanced away, not looking at him.

……

Tianze Realm, Tianji City, Peeping Heaven Sacred Gate.

The dark clouds rolled, and drizzle fell from the clouds and flew onto the astrolabe.

The ghost disk was placed on a high platform, with starlight floating on it, and ancient characters flashed in the ghost disk like fleeting shadows. After flashing for a moment, the words disappeared, and the ghost disk suddenly broke open.

"puff--"

The moment the ghost disk was broken, the starlight disappeared, and the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged opposite the ghost disk opened his mouth to spit out blood, and the blood splashed onto the white beard, staining some of the white beard red.

"Old Ancestor!" Seeing this, several white-clothed men standing under the high platform shouted eagerly, and quickly jumped onto the high platform.

The white-haired old man wiped the blood from his beard with a handkerchief, and waved weakly at the men in white who surrounded him, "It's all right, don't be nervous."

The white-haired old man said it was all right, but the men in white didn't believe it. Since the establishment of the Sacred Sky Gate, tens of thousands of years, there has never been such a strange thing as the disappearance of words and the shattering of the ghost disk.

There are words in the door, the words disappear, the ghost disk is broken, and the fortune-teller will suffer a great backlash. If the backlash is severe, he may go crazy, or his whole body may lose his cultivation.

Several men in white said anxiously: Patriarch, don't do any more divination, your body is important, we..."

Before they finished speaking, they were interrupted by the white-haired old man, who was as old as tree bark, and his left hand, which could squeeze the skin when he raised his hand, tightly clenched the blood-stained handkerchief.

His tone was a little unstable, "Dragon Clan was really wiped out back then?"

The men in white were a little surprised when they heard the words, "Indeed, all of them have been wiped out, and real fires have been set after the destruction. It is impossible for any dragons to escape." When they said this, they paused, "Everyone knows that the dragons are cruel, tyrannical and extravagant. , so be extremely cautious when eradicating them.”

The white-haired old man sighed, shook his head, and coughed up blood again, "I just did a divination, and after divination out of the Six Realms, I will burn all living beings and suffer unprecedented serious injuries."

Under the gray sky, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. When the men in white heard the words, their throats tightened a little when they thought of something.

"The old ancestor means that the dragon clan has not been completely wiped out, and there are people who slipped through the net? And this dragon clan that slipped through the net is the chief culprit that caused the six worlds to suffer?"

The dragon clan must retaliate. If it is not completely wiped out, there is an escape dragon, and this dragon is bound to hold a grudge and retaliate wildly against the Six Realms.Back then, it seemed that there were only the ghost clan in the underworld and the major sects in the world of cultivating the immortals, but in fact, there were the fairy world, the demon world, the demon world, and the human world behind them.

The fairy world secretly sent the immortals who were in the ranks of the immortals to the extermination team; the new demon master of the demon world borrowed demon soldiers; the demon king of the demon world sent spies to Kowloon Island;

All in all, there is no one in the Six Realms who has not been involved in the incident of exterminating Jiulong Island.

The dragons of Jiulong Island are too powerful, not only because of their innate ability, but also because of their extremely long lifespan. This kind of strength is too terrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that it was extremely difficult for the dragon clan to breed a pure-blood dragon clan, the ghost clan of the ghost world and the major sects of the immortal world, plus the secret support of the four realms, would not be the opponent of the entire dragon clan, let alone destroy the dragon clan and Nine Dragons Island.

"Exactly." The white-haired old man looked at the broken Nether Disk.

Several people in white frowned, "Even if he can escape from the annihilation, he is very powerful and is a dragon with extremely pure blood. It is not easy, but it is impossible to shake the Six Realms and cause the people to die. Is there something behind it that is fueling the flames? "

The white-haired old man said: "There is no one behind the scenes to fuel the flames. This deity has predicted that this dragon family has returned to its ancestors."

The ancestors of the dragon clan were vicious and vicious. Tens of thousands of years ago, they stirred up the situation and caused the six worlds to suffer. In the end, it was the way of heaven that killed the ancestors of the dragon clan.

After the ancestors of the dragon clan died, their bodies turned into Jiulong Island for the descendants of the dragon clan to live and multiply.

——Atavism also means that the nightmare tens of thousands of years ago will reappear.

The eyelids of the men in white twitched wildly, "Back to the ancestors?! Can the ancestors tell who it is and where it is now? Judging from the peaceful situation in the six realms, it should be that they haven't returned to their ancestors. If they can tell who it is and where they are now?" , what does it look like."

The eyes of the men in white were sharp, "Strangling him in advance will definitely prevent the six worlds from being burnt."

"The deity wants to kill it in advance, but..."

The old man in white shook his head, "I didn't find out who it was, where it was, or what it looked like, but only a voice."

When the old man in white said this, he raised his hand and opened a scroll, and a very pleasant voice came out from the scroll, the voice was full of laughter, like the tip of a knife wrapped in honey.

"Are you pitying them?"

"Have any of you heard this voice?" the white-haired old man asked.

Several people in white listened to it several times, and they all confirmed that they had never heard this voice.

The white-haired old man raised his hand to put away the scroll, stood up, handed the scroll to a few men in white, and said, "Contact the aristocratic families of the various sects, go and check, and find out who it is."

Several men in white clothes took the scroll, responded, turned around and retreated.

The white-clothed patriarch sighed again, "The Twelve Realm is so big, I hope I can find out the dragon clan that slipped through the net before returning to the ancestors, and kill it smoothly, if not..."

Lightning suddenly tore the sky, the drizzle became heavier and stopped pouring, and the high platform shimmered with emerald green under the roaring dark clouds.

The old man's unfinished words gradually dissipated on the high platform and disappeared in the heavy rain.

"It's troublesome."

……

In March of Yangchun, the spring is cold and cold.

With the cold spring, the sky in Wucheng is dark, and several bright lights are raised in the city. Under the cover of the lights, the peach blossoms are covered with cold mist, and the fragrance is floating.

Xie Mian walked through the small forest garden, followed the peach blossoms planted on both sides of the road, and walked towards the Jiangjiawei hunting ground.

"Why are you looking for Jiang Jiang, you always follow Jiang Jiang these few days." Qing Hui followed behind Xie Mian like a strong wolf, raising his head and stepping forward, his black hair slightly messy in the wind.

Xie Mian squinted at it upon hearing that.

"Tsk tsk tsk, not independent at all, what a disgrace." It swallowed back the word "Dragon Clan". It had sworn a poisonous oath in the secret realm of Flying Star Sand City earlier, so it couldn't say it.It is not a demon, but a ferocious beast, and the poisonous oath has binding force on it.

With a light tut, Qing Hui continued: "Jiang Jiang is hunting, and won't pay attention to you, just stay where you are cool..."

Before Qing could finish his reply, the ground was empty under his feet, and he fell straight into the pothole that appeared at an unknown time.It planted a dog to chew the mud, poohed the mud out of its mouth, Qinghui raised his head, and looked up the pothole with a dazed expression.

The handsome young man dressed in black with sword sleeves and finely embroidered silver stripes at the corners of his clothes looked down at it from top to bottom and smiled sinisterly.

"Have you tried being buried?"

Qinghui: "!!!"

"no!"

"I don't want to try!"

"Despicable and shameless old thief, Xie Xiaomian, stop me!!!"

Qinghui realized in an instant that Xie Mian coaxed Jiang Huaiyu to soak him in wine for three months before taking revenge on him.

It's been several days at Jiang's house, Xie Mian has never mentioned the matter of making wine, Qinghui let down his vigilance, thinking that he forgot to make wine and tricked him, good guy, so he was waiting here.

Xie Mian's smile deepened, he listened to Qinghui's scolding for a while, and said slowly: "Save your energy, it will be buried for six months, if you lose strength, you won't be able to crawl out."

"By the way, kindly remind me, don't come out before the time, I put a poison in the top layer of soil, if you touch it a little, the whole body's fur will rot."

Qinghui: "..."

Qing Hui wanted to greet the eighteen generations of Xie Mian's ancestors.

Ignoring Qing Hui's anger, Xie Mian slowly covered the soil with soil and restored it to its original state, then turned and went to the hunting ground.

A few monsters that had been dead for a long time were scattered on the ground of the hunting ground. Xie Mian was about to go around the monsters when a sharp arrow and water pierced through the air.Turning sideways to avoid the sharp arrow, Xie Mian raised his hand to cut off the water flow.

"Are you here to bid farewell to my teacher?" Jiang Huaiyu's voice sounded.

Xie Mian looked at Jiang Huaiyu who was standing on the left. Jiang Huaiyu pointed at him with a bow and arrow. He was dressed in red with silver wristbands, and his black hair, which usually only had half a headband, was tied up with a simple hair crown, revealing a section of dazzling white hair. neck.

"It's a coincidence that I met Shizun when I first came to the hunting ground." Xie Mian swung the cut-off water flow, and Xie Mian stepped forward, "Master, do you know?"

Jiang Huaiyu put down the bow and arrow aimed at Xie Mian, "I heard that the seabed city was opened, so I knew you were going to the seabed city."

The eldest cousin Jiang Huaiyu was talking about was "Jiang Ruliu", the eldest son of the Jiang family. Jiang Ruliu learned that Jiang Mu was a fake Jiang Huaiyu that day, so he gave Jiang Mu's corpse three swords that night and invited the hunting again.

During the hunt, he heard Jiang Ruliu talk about the opening of the Underwater City, Jiang Huaiyu guessed that Xie Mian would come to say goodbye to him, so he didn't hunt, and waited here to meet Xie Mian, it was not a coincidence.

How can there be so many good coincidences in the world.

"Since I know, the disciple won't say much." Xie Mian nodded, saluted and bid farewell, turned around and left.

Jiang Huaiyu watched him disappear from sight, turned around and prepared to go back to the hunting grounds, hunting with people is really interesting, come on.

Before he took two steps, there was warmth behind him, strong arms wrapped around his waist, and Xie Mian's voice rang in his ears. "It's been more than ten years since I came back from the seabed city. Master, don't forget to promise your disciples to think about it."

Jiang Huaiyu's earlobes slowly turned red, knowing Xie Mian's thoughts for him, he was not used to Xie Mian's approaching.

When Xie Mian approached, he always carried an extremely cold fragrance, I don't know if he had smoked the incense, or he had this cold fragrance himself.

Jiang Huaiyu's eyelashes trembled twice, and said, "Keep your word, and consider it for the teacher."

Xie Mian smiled and hummed. He looked at Jiang Huaiyu's earlobe and bit it lightly.Jiang Huaiyu was startled, and when he looked back, he had already let go of his hand and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a little wetness on his earlobe.

……

Leaving Jiang's house, Xie Mian went back to Xuanweizong and separated a piece of memory extracted from Xie Yun. The memory was mixed together in two parts, it was difficult to separate, and it took several days to separate part.

It would take about a year to completely separate the memory that does not belong to Xie Yun.

After they were separated, they had to return to Jiang Huaiyu after returning from the seabed city.

Being separated, Xie Mian's heart ached.

……

Tianze Realm, Tianji City.

Several disciples of the Holy Gate of Peeping Heaven hurried back to the Holy Gate of Peeping Heaven, "Old Ancestor, who did you find?"