East China Sea dust

Ao Zhan subconsciously catches the young man who is rushing towards him, wraps his hands around the thin back of the opponent, feels a little warmth and wetness around the ear, and immediately froze his movements.

After Zhang Qinglan said those words, she stepped back a little, opened the distance between the two, and fixedly looked at Ao Zhan Shutong, with a very calm and open face.

Realizing what Zhang Qinglan just said just now, Ao Zhan's face flashed a look of bewilderment, and he said a little annoyed after a while: "This king didn't mean that."

Zhang Qinglan smiled when she heard the words, but she didn't take it seriously, instead she lifted up her long hair covering her neck, lightly pulled Ao Zhan's wrist, and put the other's right hand on her neck: "If you want to take my life, you might as well do it now. "The tone was very calm, and there was no sign of a joke.

Ao Zhan immediately pulled his face down when he heard the words, his face was covered with frost.

Instead of tightening his five fingers as Zhang Qinglan imagined, Ao Zhan quickly closed his hands as if avoiding something.He held onto the young man's shoulder and lowered his gaze, but what he was thinking about was the too cold body temperature of the young man.

The two were in such a stalemate for a while, and it was still Ao Zhan who finally broke the silence.

Simply picking up the person by the waist, Ao Zhan lifted the thin brocade quilt on the bed, wrapped the person in his arms tightly in two or three times, and strode out of the bedroom with the young man's suspicious gaze.

Clinging to Ao Zhan's right shoulder with one hand, Zhang Qinglan couldn't help but tighten his collar, her long hair was piled up and tangled around her neck, causing a slight itchiness: "..."

The sky is bright outside the house, much brighter than the dark and cramped bedroom.

Zhang Qinglan half-closed her eyelids, raised her hand to cover her eyes, and covered her own expression with the too harsh light outside.

Ao Zhan carried the man out of the room, walked outside the Crystal Palace in two or three steps, found a fairly flat and wide copper box at random, put the man down, and sat on the top of the box.

Zhang Qinglan slowly opened her eyes, only to realize that her residence had changed into this appearance, she frowned and asked, "...is this?"

Ao Zhan stretched out his hands to gather the loose skirts around the opponent's neck, with a cold face, tore off the cloth strip written by Ao Dingbo himself from the side, and stuffed it into the young man's hand.

Zhang Qinglan tugged at the brocade quilt she was wearing, lowered her eyes in doubt, saw clearly the name written on the plain onyx, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Ao Zhan saw the expression on the young man's face clearly, as if he had finally regained his composure, he raised his hand and pinned the man's scattered temple hair behind his ear, and said in a deep voice, "This king knows all about it."

Zhang Qinglan looked down at her feet, she was quite careless before, but when she said this, her whole body froze, and even her breathing slowed down.

"..."

After crumpling the thin strip of cloth with her backhand, Zhang Qinglan said slowly, "What do you know?"

Ao Zhan took out a palm-sized velvet brocade box from his sleeve pocket, opened the lid, and a fresh fragrance immediately permeated the air.

Without directly answering Zhang Qinglan's question, Ao Zhan slowly took out the contents from the box - an exquisite pill with a texture similar to jade.

Raising his hand to press the pill to Zhang Qinglan's lips, Ao Zhan ordered, "Open your mouth."

"I..." Zhang Qinglan was stunned, and before she could finish her sentence, the pill turned into a stream of warm aura and flowed into her body along her lips and teeth.

Throwing the remaining brocade box aside casually, Ao Zhan wiped the corner of the young man's lips that were stained with some medicine crumbs, and explained to the other party the method of breaking the formation of the Nine Absolute Pagoda Formation in a few words, then let out a low snort, twisted Eyebrow said: "Ordinary people dare to fight against the formation, and they are not afraid of being backlashed by the formation and losing their lives."

He said so on his mouth, but his hands kept moving, and he took out a long-necked jade bottle from nowhere, condensed three drops of crystal dew from it, and manipulated the clear dew to infiltrate Zhang Qinglan's eyebrows.

"If there is anything else you want, just tell me, there are more of these vulgar things in the East China Sea." Ao Zhan squinted at the treasure chests stacked around the two of them: "You don't need to accept the Dragon King of the South China Sea."

Zhang Qinglan blinked, looking dazed.

I don't know how long it took before I recovered from Ao Zhan's words, my toes subconsciously swayed in the sea water, and the folds of the cloth strip in my hand became more and more obvious: "...OK."

Ao Zhan raised his hand, and saw a square piece of jade slowly appearing in his empty palm, on which was lingering dark red aura like blood mist, glowing with stars in the deep sea.

Putting the long-necked jade bottle into Chongli, Ao Zhan still had a stern face, twirling the red rope tied with the blood jade with his fingertips, and clumsily brushed aside the young man's long hair hanging down his back, and re- Tie the blood jade Zhongli back to Zhang Qinglan's neck.

The fingertips of the young man lying flat on his knee shrunk slightly, clutching a corner of the unlined garment on his body, his whole body was stiff and motionless.

Feeling the cold breath belonging to Canglong, Zhang Qinglan completely lost the previous calm appearance, held her breath, and looked down at Chongli hanging around her neck.

I don't know whether it was on purpose or not, until Ao Zhan fastened the necklace and stood up straight again, he didn't mention anything related to offering sacrifices to Longtan.

"Three days later, the South China Sea will send troops ashore to thoroughly investigate Luliao Mountain." Ao Zhan said while hugging the young man who was sitting on the copper box.

The treasure chests piled up in hills on all sides floated gently, fluttering and flowing in the sea water, and originally surrounded the house tightly, but now they drifted farther and farther, and fell all the way to the corner of the Crystal Palace.

"Besides that," Ao Zhan said without changing his expression as he stepped on the cleared open avenue, "I have also dispatched a team of soldiers from the East China Sea to sneak into the southern border to investigate the situation."

"The two magic circles are coming fiercely. There must be some connection between them, but no clues have been found yet."

Zhang Qinglan nestled in Ao Zhan's arms, only heard the voice coming from the top of her head, frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "The southern border is vast and sparsely populated, if there is really a so-called 'elixir' hidden there, it may be very difficult to find."

Ao Zhan smiled sarcastically: "It's such a clumsy trap, but people have to risk their lives. Those scumbags have a good plan."

Zhang Qinglan's eyes dimmed slightly when he heard the words, recalling the many restrictions imposed by Heaven on Ao Zhan...all kinds of effects have completely created the current situation.

Chasing away all the complicated thoughts in his mind, the young man collected himself and asked softly, "...can you allow me to travel with you to Luliao Mountain?"

Unknowingly, the two had moved away from the Crystal Palace.

Now there is a large area of ​​desolation all around, only the gurgling sound of sea water passing through the hollow reef.

Hearing this, Ao Zhan looked down at him, but did not answer.

But in the next moment, he hugged the man and turned into a dragon body, placing the young man firmly on his back.The dragon tail swung and rushed straight up, swimming towards the main hall of the Dragon Palace.

Under the palm are cold and sharp dragon scales, and Zhang Qinglan's whole body is wrapped in a soft spiritual force, preventing the water from hitting him directly.

I don't know how long it took, until the appearance of the Brilliant Dragon Palace gradually emerged in front of my eyes——then Canglong's deep and deep voice sounded like a bell: "...whatever you want."