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Zhang Qinglan only left a promise that was not salty or light, and before Bi Jing recovered from her daze, she opened the curtain and got into the car with a low body.

The two white horses raised their front hooves, bypassed Bi Jing, pulled up the carriage and ran forward.

The indifferent look in the young man's eyes gradually dissipated with the sound of horseshoes outside the window, and he blinked and pursed his lips, and slowly moved to Ao Zhan's side, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Ao Zhan," Zhang Qinglan called him in a low voice, and lightly tugged on the man's loose sleeve with her pale fingertips: "I'm back."

Ao Zhan dama sat on the fox fur cushion with a golden knife, one hand on his knees, he lazily raised his eyes when he heard the words, glanced at the young man, and then quickly retracted his eyes, his slashed face seemed to be frozen Frost-like, with a cold expression.

A faint sweet fragrance of disobedience filled the air, and drifted to Ao Zhan's nose following Zhang Qinglan's movements.

Immediately, the rainy face of the girl Lihua appeared in front of his eyes, Ao Zhan snorted coldly, and turned his eyes back to the picture scroll in front of him, even Yu Guang didn't bother to pay any attention to the young man beside him.

Zhang Qinglan looked at Ao Zhan's side face in a daze, but was not discouraged by the cold reception.Instead, he drooped his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, trying to bully him with every inch.

The arm seemed to be boneless, and it was soft and lingering on the man's shoulder. Zhang Qinglan was only half-kneeling and sitting next to him, but now she acted boldly, leaning towards Ao Zhan, hugging his neck, Put a light kiss on the corner of the mouth.

"Master," Zhang Qinglan flung herself into her arms, her soft red tongue tremblingly outlined the outline of the man's Adam's apple, and said shamelessly with drooping eyebrows and eyes, "...don't be as knowledgeable as I am."

Trembling ran through his body like lightning, and Ao Zhan's forehead twitched. He immediately raised his hand and grabbed the back of the neck of the little thing in front of him. His eyes were dark and he gritted his teeth: "Zhang Qinglan."

Zhang Qinglan hugged the man's arm, blinked innocently, and said obediently, "Yes."

Ao Zhan's face darkened, there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.In the end, half-closed his eyes and pressed the person on his lap, bent down, and exchanged a deep kiss with this shameless person.

It wasn't until she was out of breath, her cheeks were flushed, and when she parted, a little silver thread stuck to the corners of her mouth, that Zhang Qinglan was cleaned up thoroughly, and obediently knelt down by the table, pouring tea for Ao Zhan honestly.

The two walked out of the city all the way.

It's just that the closer you get to the city gate, the louder the wind outside the car becomes.

At the beginning, it was just a slight movement of the curtains hanging on the side windows. After a short while, grass, leaves and stones were swept up by the strong wind, and they slapped vigorously on the four walls of the carriage, making a few muffled crackling noises.

The humming sound of the wind penetrated into the car through the gap of the side window. The young man who had been sitting quietly next to Ao Zhan seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned and looked at the man beside him.

Ao Zhan was closing his eyes and resting his mind at this time, as if he didn't know anything about the changes in the outside world, he sat on the spot calmly, motionless.

Zhang Qinglan opened the curtains in the car behind his back, only to realize that the pale daylight outside had been blocked by large clouds, the sky and the earth were dark, and the strong wind swept the branches and leaves on both sides of the road.

The young man's eyes were sharp, and he saw the Jieyun with only a corner of it in the sky almost instantly.

Pale and bright colors flickered in the dark clouds, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the faint rumbling sound approaching at an extremely fast speed.

...It's thunder.

Slowly withdrawing his hand, the young man's dark pupils constricted, he subconsciously grabbed a corner of his clothes, and raised his eyes to look at Ao Zhan.

At this time, Ao Zhan has also opened his eyes, with a frank expression, he waved to the worried young man: "Come here."

Zhang Qinglan leaned over obediently, and the other party reached out to hold her fingertips, and played with it as if she didn't care.

"Seventy-seven forty-nine thunderstorms," ​​Ao Zhan pinched the young man's soft fingertips, with some unknown emotion in his eyes: "Are you afraid?"

The young man suffocated when he heard the words, and his mind went blank.

After a while, he stared at Ao Zhan's green vertical pupils, and slowly shook his head.

Heaven is afraid of the real dragon, even though most of his spiritual power has been emptied, he is still afraid of the blue dragon's wrath and going elsewhere to cause harm to the common people.So a ban was set up, requiring Ao Zhan not to step out of Ye City for thousands of years, otherwise Xuan Lei would be sent down as a punishment and to reflect the majesty of the way of heaven.

But if he didn't go out of the city to deal with the gray-robed man, most of the people in Ye City would suffer from poisonous miasma and die of pain. At that time, Qinglong would also have to bear the blame and suffer from Lei Jia's cramps and shaved bones that day... Today's predicament is not a dilemma.

Zhang Qinglan held the man's wrist with his backhand, his eyes were dim.

In fact, he knew it a long time ago, since the group of people appeared in front of the palace and clamored for Ao Zhan to go to the southern border to seek medicine in person...it was doomed to be an unbreakable deadlock.

Ao Zhan saw Zhang Qinglan's serious face, with a worried look on his face, but he was smiling, and even took the time to brush away the two small pieces of dry grass that the young man's temples had stained at some point, and said lazily: "I'm afraid it's too late." No problem."

"Tianlei is not something that will never die." Ao Zhan squeezed the young man's sharp and thin jaw, his expression was deep and arrogant: "This king is a real dragon. If he can survive it, he will not die."

As if confirming Ao Zhan's words, there was a loud thunder-like noise from the clouds at the top of the car, and the pale light was like a sharp sword, tearing open the black dome vigorously.

Zhang Qinglan's eardrums were in pain from the loud noise, and she held Ao Zhan's wrist tightly and did not let go: "You..."

Ao Zhan looked at the tense look of the young man and laughed twice, and with a thought, the dragon scale that he had torn from his body with his own hands slowly emerged from the bloody jade around the young man's neck.

It was dim in the car, and through the curtain, it was obvious that the two white horses outside were frightened, and they broke free from the reins vigorously, and the neighing sound became more and more distant.

The dark blue dragon scales floated into the air, with streaks of blue light glowing on them, while the brilliance flowed, wisps of spiritual energy leaked out from them, interweaving into a fine giant net.

Almost instantly, I saw that the net-like barrier transformed from the real dragon scales seemed to be enlightened. With a flash of dark light, the entire barrier rushed towards the young man, and finally wrapped him under protection. It is completely isolated from the wind, rain, thunder and lightning of the outside world.

Looking at the panic-stricken young man who kept knocking on the transparent barrier and trying to get out of it, a slight smile appeared in Ao Zhan's eyes, half-closed his green vertical pupils, his whole body suddenly turned, and he casually looked out of the side window The lightning and thunder cast a glance, and said arrogantly:

"After all, I won't let you get hacked for me."

Before the end sound fell, the first thunder aimed at the golden carriage parked an inch away from the city gate, and struck straight down.

Zhang Qinglan was isolated from the whole person, so she had to stay in place, and saw a white light flash in front of her eyes, and then a huge roar resounded like a drum ringing in her ears, and a violent spiritual force exploded nearby with the sound of thunder.

Hearing the green dragon's howl between heaven and earth, Ao Zhan turned into his original form at the moment when the thunder light was about to touch the corner of his clothes.

The blue dragon suddenly soared into the sky, facing the densely falling thunder, it went straight into the sky.

Zhang Qinglan was trapped within a square inch and couldn't move a single step. She could only grit her teeth and try to open her eyes, looking for Qinglong's back in the dazzling white light all over the sky.

The tribulation thunder fell fast and fiercely, and its power gradually increased in multiples of seven.

He watched helplessly as scorched scars gradually appeared on the giant dragon's body, and the dragon's horns were even more gray and black. In addition to the burnt smell emitted by the affected vegetation, the air was gradually saturated with the smell of blood.

The young man stood alone on the spot, without any scars on his body, but his eyelashes were lowered, suppressing the dark light in his eyes.

The sky thunder struck fiercely, and it lasted for more than half an hour. Only then did the 49 profound thunders fall cleanly and disappeared without a trace.

With the last lightning strike, the black clouds of calamity that had originally gathered on the outskirts of Ye City also dispersed.

The blue-white light reappeared, illuminating the space between heaven and earth.

The place where the carriage originally existed had already been forcibly dug into a deep hole by the thunder of the sky, and the surrounding area was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, and there were even sparks of fire burning on it, which lasted for a long time.

The barriers around his body receded slowly, and the young man's originally straight back suddenly relaxed at this moment. He raised the back of his hand to wipe off the lower lip that was bitten by him and was about to run away.

It's just that before he ran a few steps outside, Zhang Qinglan was suddenly pulled by a strong force from behind, and fell into a bloody embrace unexpectedly.

A man's hoarse coughing sound came from his ears, and the young man's eyes widened immediately, he hurriedly broke free from the shackles of his arms around his waist, and turned his head to look behind him.

Ao Zhan has already turned into a human form at this time, and the loose clothes and long robes on his body are spotless, completely covering up the scars, except for his pale complexion, he can't see the Xuanlei added a moment ago.

"The tribulation and thunder have passed," Ao Zhan leaned forward, gently pressed his forehead against the young man, tried his best to restrain the desire to fall, brushed his thumb over the wound at the corner of the other's mouth, and said in a deep voice, "How is it? This king never breaks his promise."

Zhang Qinglan felt the cold touch from the corner of her lips, but her face was indifferent, staring at her feet numbly, without saying a word.

Ao Zhan's face sank, but he didn't have the strength to explode at this moment, he just let go of a hand that was on the back of the young man's neck, and forced himself to stand up straight.

Seeing the deep pit that was struck out by the lightning, beside the wreckage of the carriage that had already been turned into black charcoal, Ao Zhan's heart was not in a good mood, and a fishy sweetness came to his throat immediately.

Thinking of Zhang Qinglan's indifferent reaction, she flicked her sleeves angrily, let out a low snort, turned around and was about to walk away.

At the same moment, the young man who was still standing quietly at the same place suddenly moved and flashed in front of the man because Ao Zhan was injured and couldn't detect other people's intentions in time as usual.

Immediately afterwards, a Qingyue buzzing sound of a dagger being unsheathed was heard, and in an instant, a strong smell of blood diffused within an inch.

I saw the young man's expression was indifferent, he raised his hand, and put the inside of his wrist directly between the man's lips and teeth.

A streak of bright red blood fell between the wrist bones, which was set off by the white skin. The bright red blood gushed out from the wound, squeezed in along Ao Zhan's lips, overflowed again, and landed lightly on the ground , smashed up a small half dust.