East China Sea dust

The gate of the Longtan Temple was reopened, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had been suffocating for two or three hours left the altar one after another, scattered like birds and beasts.

Ao Dingbo stood in front of the door, and waved his hand to take back the dragon flame on the totem of the stone gate. He only heard the old dragon's chant from the depths of the trench. .

Ao Zhan held two or three rhombic crystals in his hand, the surface was covered with cracks and textures, the aura was dried up, covered with a gray decaying atmosphere.

Ao Dingbo caught up with his elder brother in two or three steps, and the two walked out slowly side by side.

Following the other party's line of sight and looking towards the spar, an expression changed on his face instantly: "Brother, why are you still holding this thing? It's not too bad luck."

Ao Zhan raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't answer, but handed one of the pieces directly to the opponent's hand with a faint expression.

Ao Dingbo took the seemingly ordinary spar, tossed it a few times, frowned and looked at it: "Actually, take a closer look, it can store such a majestic spirit, this broken stone is not bad."

"A total of 81 yuan was buried in the mountains like this... It's really a big deal."

Following the voice, a ray of light blue aura suddenly floated in Ao Zhan's palm.

With a slight movement in his mind, he manipulated his spiritual power to strangle all the crystals in his hand into fine powder, which were scattered in the sea water.

The vertical pupils were illuminated by the light blue fluorescence, and Ao Zhan looked calm, but he couldn't see any special emotions.

Hearing the sound of the stone breaking, Ao Dingbo was taken aback for a moment, and then Ao Zhan's deep voice rang in his ears: "It seems that the person who set up the magic circle has a very big appetite."

Ao Zhan let out a low snort, and said in a gloomy voice: "It's fine to refine some birds and beasts on weekdays, but how dare you put your mind on this king."

"Brother, don't worry." Ao Dingbo imitated the example, a red flame ignited at his fingertips, and burned the spar Ao Zhan gave him, and then said: "I have sent more people to continue the investigation. Presumably after a while, there will be new clues."

The Dragon King was tricked into danger by a traitor, which was a sensational event for the entire Dragon Clan, and it was impossible for the thief to escape easily like this.

A mere human race dares to conspire with the real keel... Ao Dingbo's eyes flickered several times, and he felt that the other party was daring.

The two walked up the stone steps, and the surrounding environment gradually changed from dark to bright.

Before parting, Ao Zhan suddenly called to stop Ao Dingbo: "When is the next time you send someone to search Luliao Mountain?"

Ao Dingbo froze for a moment, subconsciously and honestly replied: "Three days later."

"Okay," Ao Zhan suddenly raised his hand, patted his younger brother's right shoulder a few times, and the wide sleeves seemed to pass by his side inadvertently, stirring up a clear and shallow wave in the sea: "I will discuss specific matters with you later. .”

Ao Dingbo was flattered by his brother's sudden closeness, he grinned silly and promised repeatedly.

Ao Zhan looked at his stupid look, and there was a slightly imperceptible relaxed look in his eyes.While the other party was not paying attention, he clamped the still struggling human-shaped talisman paper between his fingers.

Twist lightly with the fingertips a few times, crumpled the talisman paper into a mess, and stuffed it into the sleeve.

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Ao Zhan leaned on a certain coral branch outside the Crystal Palace with one hand, stared at the locked gate across the overlapping jade trees, and never moved away for a long time.

The fingertips exerted force unconsciously, and soon, a crackling sound came from the ear, breaking the silence at this moment.

Ao Zhan raised his eyebrows, looking at the coral fragments in his hand that he had broken off abruptly, with a slightly embarrassed look in his eyes.

After patting the broken palms a few times, the Dragon King of the East China Sea stood with his hands behind his back.This time, without hesitation, he raised his legs and stepped into the Crystal Palace, walking straight in along the path paved with gravel and colorful shells.

This place is very far away from the main hall of the South China Sea Dragon Palace, the area is remote and desolate, there is nothing but the sound of sea water surging around, it is almost silent.

The soap boots stepped on the thin broken shells, making a few soft "clicks".

Before Ao Zhan took a few steps, he found that the opposite house was surrounded by dozens of huge treasure chests half a person's height.

Ao Zhan stepped forward with a twitch of veins on his forehead.

Looking around, every treasure box is stuffed with gold, silver, jade, pearls and agates, crowded and stacked together, so that there is no gap left in the box, and some of them even opened their mouths, and clusters of milky white The pearl hangs out of the mouth of the box and rolls to the ground.

Picking up a two-foot-long plain onyx casually from the ground, Ao Zhan lowered his eyes... As expected, there were four big characters written on it in a fluttering pattern—gifted by Ao Dingbo.

There was even more than one note like this, but three or five were stuffed in every treasure box, as if afraid that others would not know that it was written by him.

With a black face, Ao Zhan pressed the plain back to the bottom of the box with his backhand, then raised his hand and clenched his fist, and coughed a few times against the corner of his lips.

There was silence in the Crystal Palace, and Ao Zhan moved the box away, leaving a narrow path enough for one person to advance, and strode forward unceremoniously.

All the way to the front of the house, Ao Zhan raised his hand and pushed the door open.

The door panel is not old, but the "squeak" sound when the door was opened made the fish and shrimp hidden in the aquatic plants run away, leaving a few strings of foam behind.

The main room is extremely quiet, with an empty four-corner wooden table in the center, the interior of the house is as clean as new, but the light is extremely dim.

Ao Zhan frowned, waved away the few white fish that hadn't opened their minds before him, turned around and walked towards the bedroom on the side.

The windows and doors in the bedroom are tightly closed, and the heavy curtains are drawn tightly, which even blocks the light and sound from the outside without leaving any gaps.

A bean candle beside the bed was burning slowly, and there was only a thin layer of whale oil left in the lamp. The wick was scorched black, and the flame flickered on it, reflecting the sleeping face of the young man beside him.

Ao Zhan approached, and the other party's clear and shallow breathing sounded in his ears, which was weak and even.

The Crystal Palace was originally cramped, and there was nothing else in the bedroom except a wooden bed. With such a simple decoration, it seemed that the golden silk brocade quilt covering Zhang Qinglan's body was out of place.

Ao Zhan stood still beside the bed, lowered his eyes, and gently twisted the human-shaped talisman paper between his fingertips, his expression was very complicated.

The young man has always slept honestly, but now he is lying on his side, with his hands folded on the pillow, his black hair spread out behind him, half hidden under the brocade quilt, a few strands are tangled together and piled up in a mess.

Eyelash feathers half covered the light blue and black eyelids, her thin lips were dry and pale, and most of the blood on her face had faded.

Ao Zhan leaned over, and lightly brushed the end of the opponent's eyes with his thumbs, and his hands were cold and slippery.Compared with the warm touch before, the young man's body temperature now is closer to his.

"Zhang Qinglan," Ao Zhan stood up straight, and said in a very calm tone: "When you wake up, get up and talk."

The ending sound fell, and the person on the bed remained silent for a while.

Ao Zhan stood with his hands behind his back, but he didn't mean to be angry, he still stood quietly by the bed, his eyes fell on the person who pretended to be asleep, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was willing to open his eyes, half sat up with the support of the bed, and looked up at the man beside him.

The long hair on the sideburns slid down the shoulders, covering a large area of ​​white skin between the neck and collarbone.

Zhang Qinglan blinked slowly, wearing plain single clothes, her lower body was still buried in the brocade quilt, motionless, but she had no intention of bowing and saluting when she saw the Dragon King of the East China Sea, sitting on the bed, and glanced sideways.

Opening his mouth, Zhang Qinglan frowned, as if he had considered it for a long time, and then reluctantly said: "I don't know what the Lord Dragon King is doing here?" Her voice was hoarse and deep, with some irresistible nasal sounds, no longer the same as before pleasing to the ear.

Hearing such a strange address and a cold attitude, Ao Zhan twisted the paper figurine's right hand and exerted force subconsciously, his heart sank suddenly.

Without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and pinched the young man's sharp and thin chin, and pulled the other party's wandering gaze back abruptly, making people have to look at him.

Zhang Qinglan's soul and flesh are all weak now, and she can't help coughing when she moves a lot, and her face suddenly becomes paler.

The slender and cold fingertips rested on the back of Ao Zhan's hand, and the young man pushed back a few times without hope, lowered his eyes and covered his lips powerlessly, and coughed a few times.

Unexpectedly, Ao Zhan let go of his hand almost as soon as he agreed, and took two steps back subconsciously.

He raised his hand, handed the object in the palm of the young man's eyes, and sneered a few times: "What's the matter?"

"You eavesdropped on the Dragon Clan's secret meeting, and you still try to hide it from the world? Do you really think that what you did is perfect and no one knows?"

At this time, the Dragon King of the East China Sea was full of righteousness, with a sullen expression on his face, as if he was really here to trouble someone, and he spoke righteously.

Zhang Qinglan closed her eyes, originally she had a little bit of luck, but now she fell into an ice cave.The teeth could not help trembling slightly, only feeling cold all over.

The young man didn't answer for a while, staring at the crumpled paper figurine silently.

The Dragon Sacrifice Pool contains the spirits of the dragons of the past dynasties in the South China Sea, and it is unfathomable... How could it be so simple for him to mix in the eavesdropping things?

As early as the moment the stone gate was closed, he had completely lost contact with the talisman, and could not detect anything at all.

It's just that now it's considered "both stolen goods and stolen goods", Ao Zhan has never trusted himself, and it would be futile to try to explain it.

Thinking of this, the young man simply smashed the pot, pulled the corners of his lips, and showed a half-smile expression towards Ao Zhan, with a self-deprecating look in his eyes.

Before Ao Zhan could react in the future, Zhang Qinglan sat up on her knees, crooked as if she had no bones, and threw herself directly into the arms of the man.

Clinging to the opponent's shoulders and neck with both hands, the young man leaned closer with a smile, and breathed softly in Ao Zhan's ear: "Indeed, I put the paper figurine on Ao Dingbo's body... Qing Lan deserves all the crimes for eavesdropping on the secret meeting of the Dragon Clan... die."

Feeling the opponent's stiff figure, Zhang Qinglan stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked Ao Zhan's ear, and then left a series of light kisses on the back of the man's ear and neck.

There was no expression in the pupils of the eyes, the young man's brows and eyes were cold and wild, and he gave up on himself and said: "In this case..."

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect."