Heaven and earth float day and night

The blood disappeared immediately after soaking into the dragon scales, leaving no trace of blood.

The bamboo puppet next to him wrapped gauze around Su Jiugui, watching Su Jiugui's actions with some curiosity.

Su Jiugui was defenseless in front of the puppet. He half-closed his eyes and just got a demon pill from a wolf demon. To him, the demon pill from this little demon was useless, just like a very hungry person drinking a bowl Porridge can only relieve hunger.

Su Jiugui knew that if he wanted to improve his cultivation to a higher level, the monsters below the seventh rank were meaningless, so he had better find a great monster of the fifth rank.

Or it is to cultivate the demon pill by oneself, and the fox clan cultivation requires yin and yang to supplement, and Su Jiugui has not yet formed the pill.

But the demon power was not completely useless to him, a little golden light condensed from his fingertips, and this was also the reaction when Luo Qiaoqiao's golden pill fell into his hands, the initial light was the most intense.

Su Jiugui rubbed that bit of spiritual power on the dragon scale. The dragon scale can be regarded as a dead thing, because he does not move and makes no sound, but he said that it is a living thing, because he seems to be constantly moving. "eating".

Whether it is blood or spiritual power, you can "eat" whatever you give.

Like a little animal that is always hungry, it only knows to open its mouth to eat when it is waiting for food.

Su Jiugui fed the dragon scales for three months, but there was no reaction all the time. He didn't even know if it was meaningful.

Long Lin drank more and more blood, giving him an illusion, as if he had raised Chay White again.

When Zhubai was a dragon egg, it was Su Jiugui who fed it with spiritual power. Now Su Jiugui regards this dragon scale as Zhubai when he was a child.

Every time he got a new demon pill and his spiritual power increased a bit, he transferred the spiritual power to Longlin.

I don't know if it was Su Jiugui's force, or the dragon scale was responding to him. The dragon scale, which was like a dead object, floated up gently, like a chick instinctively following Su Jiugui's fingertips.

Su Jiugui stopped for a while, Long Lin didn't make any other movement, but just posted it, Su Jiugui didn't dare to let go, afraid of blowing away some spiritual power in one breath.

"Zhubai?" Su Jiugui asked softly.

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After chasing Baiyunjian City and his party back to their own closed city,

It was raining during the closure of the city that day, and the rainwater fell from the eaves, and the splashed water stains wet his robes, and he was half wet, like an abandoned puppy.

He kept looking at his arm, the red light of the curse mark on it gradually faded, and the circulation of the curse mark stopped.

Zhubai was waiting for Su Jiugui's death that day.

Later, as he wished, the red light gradually dimmed, and the curse mark was hidden under his skin, and he really couldn't see it.

He guessed that Su Jiugui was either dead, or he was so weak that he couldn't even maintain the curse seal.

Later, when he heard that Mo Lin was still chasing him, he knew that Su Jiugui was still alive.

Chasing the whites in those few days was really too strange, every day without doing anything, just sitting in front of the flowerbed, which he planted for Su Jiugui, and the broken petals could be blown up by the wind.

Zhubai didn't say a word, and didn't say whether he was going to shovel the flowerbed or what to do.

This is the first time Zhang Nu has been with a black-haired Zhubai for so long. Zhubai used to have silver hair, even if he was demonized, he only had a light strand of black hair, and he would soon be suppressed.

It was unreal for Zhang Nu to be with him, and he always felt that he would change back, but he didn't change back after watching for a long time.

But this person is not exactly the same as the magic dragon I saw before, and he doesn't have such a heavy hostility.

Zhang Nu thought later that his master had really been reborn.

They haven't figured it out yet, the imperial court sent people here and sent a lot of precious medicinal materials, saying it was to congratulate the birth of the magic dragon.

I heard that the demon king in the imperial capital wanted to invite Zhubai to the capital to conspire with the demon clan. Zhubai was expelled from Taiqing Mountain that year, and the demon clan recruited him for this day.

Zhubai didn't say anything and didn't say anything, the situation was too chaotic, how many eyes were on him, he acted rashly, and the world was even more chaotic.

Zhubai stood still in his own closed city, and other people couldn't sit still. The demons don't pay attention to dignity and order, let alone etiquette, justice and shame. In their opinion, if Zhubai is fully awakened, he is no better than the one in the imperial capital. Is the demon powerful?

Zhubai's bloodline is more pure, and he came out of Changyuan in a serious way.

Some people want to take refuge in Zhubai, instigate him to usurp the throne, and enter the imperial capital as the Ninth Five-Year King.

Zhubai has no interest in being an emperor at all, and thinks it is ridiculous for him to sit on the throne in such a suit of clothes.

Zhang Nu thought the same way. He didn't think that Zhubai couldn't do the job, but he felt that his master was not stable, and the only ones suffering now were himself and his hapless master.

If you really become an emperor, one thing today and another thing tomorrow, how many people will suffer?

People who came to visit the White House almost broke the threshold of their house, and some even brought portraits and statues.

Zhubai is the only magic dragon, and some people worship him as an evil god.

Before Zhubai was regarded as a spoiled noble son, the whole demon clan looked at him as a dandy, and only after learning that he had been demonized did he realize that this dragon had already grown up. And the crown.

Su Jiu sealed his spiritual veins, just like breaking his wings and breaking his leg bones, making him useless no matter what he did.

But now he can feel abundant spiritual power just by moving his fingers a little bit, not only that, he can sense the Devouring Abyss as long as he closes his eyes.

Taiqing Mountain was sealed, and Chu Yuan was also sealed. There is an extremely strange connection between Zhubai and Chu Yuan.

He felt that the Devouring Abyss was like igniting a fire, and the fire was burning more and more vigorously, as if it wanted to burn everything in the world.

In the past, Zhubai often didn't know what he was. When he was in Taiqing Mountain, he was Su Jiugui's apprentice. After joining the demon clan, he was a playboy who was not valued.He told Su Jiugui that he was like a mascot, being placed around as if to celebrate.

He found the answer after Yunjian City and his party. He came from Chuyuan, which was his home. People have worshiped magic dragons for thousands of years.

Zhubai's lifespan may be as long as tens of thousands of years. Compared with this, Su Jiugui has only raised him for 300 years, and 300 years corresponds to only a moment for tens of thousands of years.

He is more aware than anyone else that he has a heavy job.

He had just woken up, and felt that when his pulse was beating, the veins of the Devouring Abyss were also beating, the magma was rolling, and the devil energy was boiling, which was the source of his strength.

He knew that one day he would go to Taiqing Mountain one day, and go to the edge of Chu Yuan to see it with his own eyes.

His believers are even more urgent than him. When Zhu Bai was a rich man, there were not so many people in his family. In the past two days, no one knew who spread the news. Those who came to serve him were anxious to promote him to the throne.

Today came a few demon envoys from the imperial capital, who respectfully advised Zhubai: "Mount Taiqing has been closed, and no one can move the seal of the seal."

Another person said: "I've tried everything, I blasted myself into Feng Shanyin and it didn't move me."

"How about looking for other Taoist priests?"

"Do you think those Taoist priests are vegetarians? They recognize the blood, if anyone can open it, then Taiqingshan will be finished long ago."

"Where is Su Jiugui?" The emissary said, "Isn't he a disciple of Taiqing Mountain? I heard that he has been reborn. Mo Lin has suffered a lot from his hands, and he has not found anyone until now. You said that he Catch it, we..."

He suddenly fell silent, and didn't continue after half of the conversation. The sensible person next to him coughed lightly, and they didn't react.

Su Jiugui is the master of Zhubai.

Although Zhubai seems to hate Su Jiugui very much, but the broken bones are still connected, who knows what is the relationship between them now.

Too much is wrong.

Zhubai raised his eyebrows when he heard Su Jiugui's name, and stared at the demon envoy with sharp eyes. The envoy's back felt cold, thinking he had said something wrong, and was about to explain, Zhubai suddenly smiled, "Continue .”

The demon envoys were all ready to be furious. At this time, he wiped off his sweat and laughed a few times, "I'll just say it casually. The seal of Taiqing Mountain recognizes people, and Su Jiugui is the elder of Taiqing Mountain. Take out his spirit image and integrate it into the seal of the mountain, and the seal will be opened."

It's just that this matter is very difficult to start with. You have to catch a living Su Jiugui, and you have to dissect the spirit, and then integrate into the seal of Fengshan.

If there are levels of pain in the world, cutting out the golden elixir is one of them, and the one that hurts to the extreme is peeling off the spirit body alive.

Ordinary people couldn't bear it at all, and died after peeling off half of it, and the spirit disappeared when they died, but I heard that Su Jiugui, a generation of immortals, probably could bear this kind of pain.

The Demon Envoy said these words tentatively, carefully watching Zhubai's expression, he still maintained a very lazy look, as if he was just listening to music today.

"Continue." Zhubai tapped the armrest with his knuckles.

Encouraged by the Envoy, he began to speak out loudly and came up with more ideas. Sometimes they disagreed and almost quarreled.

"Mo Lin is in charge of capturing Su Jiugui, you want to snatch him?"

"I don't think this is appropriate, I heard..."

Zhubai listened quietly, a group of people gathered in the room, noisily giving ideas, all talking about how to wipe out his teacher's family, he listened to the play and didn't express any opinions.

He was just thinking, if he really leveled Mount Taiqing, what would his master look like?

Will you look him in the eye?

"Baibai?" Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name.

This sound was extremely abrupt, because everyone present called him His Highness.

When Zhubai subconsciously turned his head, they were in the study, surrounded by demon envoys he didn't know, because when Zhubai turned his head, they all stopped, thinking that there was something important.

The sound didn't come from the study, so where did it come from?

"Chasing white."

The man was still calling him, his voice was very gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

Where is the sound source?

Not just the sound, but...

"Your Highness?" the emissary asked.

Zhubai narrowed his dangerous golden pupils, and suddenly there was a surge of demonic energy in his body. All the demons present were extremely sensitive to the demonic energy. Zhubai's body was covered with a layer of black mist, a strong oppression Feelings suddenly filled the study.

The man's kneecaps were weak, and he almost wanted to kneel down to his ancestor.

What's wrong with this?

Zhubai was panting deeply, he hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, his bones ached, and an invisible shackle was pressing on his body, wrapped around Zhubai's arms and wrapped around his back, like an eternal Brand locked him up.

"Get out." Chasing white golden pupils were extremely bright, a little bewitching.

They were stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of madness Zhubai was going into. In contrast, Zhang Nu immediately came to his senses. He hurriedly invited people out and said, "My lords, we will discuss it another day."

The emissary didn't dare to say anything, and left immediately.

Zhubai opened his sleeves, and sure enough, the curse seal was rekindled, and Su Jiugui had recovered his spiritual power.

Not only that, but if it was just the curse seal, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. He knew what it meant after getting along with the curse seal day and night, and there was something wrong with him.

The problem is that voice.

"Zhubai." Su Jiugui called him again.

That was an invisible shackle, even stronger than the curse seal. His body instinctively resisted the curse seal, but he couldn't resist the voice.

He felt a dull pain in his heart, as if there was a transparent spider's thread tied to his heart. No one would touch him on weekdays, but someone pulled it lightly today.

He would feel distressed.

Gritting his teeth by white, dragon claws grew from his fingertips, and black dragon scales stood out on his body.

He was frustrated and wanted to forcibly cut off this connection.

Suddenly, he paused and felt a hand appear in front of his eyes. The man was wearing a snow-white Taoist robe with the sleeves rolled up, revealing a pale wrist.

His fingers were long and slender, with beautiful phalanges, and a drop of blood on the fingertips lightly landed on his forehead.

Blood fell on his forehead and was quickly swallowed.

In an instant, the pain dissipated, and the pain like a pinprick was like ebbing, leaving only a very gentle breath.

Zhubai is very familiar with this smell. He had only this smell around him when he was young. The aura was filled with blood, which was his most primitive instinct. He grew up eating Su Jiugui's spiritual power when he was a child.

He thought, if Su Jiugui wanted to engrave a curse seal on him the first time he saw him, why would he feed him with spiritual power and blood?

When Su Jiugui was still Lu Yunji, it was like having a vast spiritual sea, no matter how much he fed Zhubai, it would not be exhausted, but now it is different, only a little bit of spiritual power has melted in.

Su Jiugui has no extra spiritual energy left.

I still need to feed my own spiritual power, is it because I want to reawaken the dead tail?

Like him that much?

Zhubai was so angry that he didn't even know what he was angry about.

Su Jiugui was not feeding himself, but the white dragon.

Su Jiugui also withdrew his hand after feeding, and Zhubai remained motionless, feeling that the hand fell down, as if teasing him, and lightly poked Zhubai's forehead.

When he was young, he followed Su Jiugui, and Su Jiugui always rubbed his head.

"Touch this side too." When Zhubai was a child, he liked Master to touch his head very much. At that time, he still had two small dragon horns. The left side was touched, and the right side was also touched.

"Like a kitten." Su Jiugui had no choice but to tap his forehead with his knuckles.

Zhubai narrowed his eyes comfortably, and put his head on Su Jiugui's palm.

"like you."

Su Jiugui laughed, learned a word and used it indiscriminately, "Don't talk nonsense."

"No nonsense," Zhubai said angrily, "I really like you."

To hear the stupid voice of my own childhood in vain.

In vain he tried to grab the finger, but there was nothing.

Su Jiugui had already let go.

The past dissipated in front of his eyes like a sea of ​​smoke, and Zhubai was already in the White Mansion, but he still maintained that posture.

Zhubai was a little dazed, he raised his hand slowly, and Zhang Nu stared at him vigilantly, as if he didn't know what he was going crazy, for fear that he would tear down the house.

As a result, Zhubai's fingers landed on his forehead, a little dazed, as if he could feel Su Jiugui's warmth here.

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感谢在2022-01-0317:07:56~2022-01-0417:12:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: wash and sleep when you are sleepy, 1 chocolate bear cheek meat;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Sixi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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