Zhijun Xiangu

evil dragon

Xiang He said it was not long, and it was not short. He walked out of Tanzhou City and walked along the Xiang River for a while. Xinghui led the two of them to the west for three miles before seeing the outline of the dilapidated temple and a little water source around it. None, it can be called the driest land in Tanzhou. It seems that the Taoist priest was also afraid that the dragon would pass some news to his fellow clansmen when he came into contact with the water.

Speaking of Tanzhou, Yun Qingyue suddenly remembered that Xianghe has been quiet without the Dragon King for so many years, and the people of Tanzhou are happy and happy, it is really not easy.

When he got close, Yu Lin suddenly took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand, and a hidden charm on the ground fell into his hand.

"Mother-child expulsion talisman array. This is the mother talisman buried. When a mortal enters its range, he will suddenly feel that he has something urgent to do and turn around to leave. When people from the fairy gate enter, the child talisman buried in another place It will immediately emit an evil breath to lure people away... This talisman also deliberately deleted the part of expelling evil spirits." Xing Hui explained to Yun Qingyue.

Yu Lin looked at the talisman, and there was a blue light of spiritual power in his hand, and the talisman immediately peeled off traces of black air, and the next moment, there was a sound of something exploding around the temple——

The array is broken.

He put away the spell that had lost its effect, turned his head to look at Yun Qingyue and said: "If the Dragon King can still retain a sliver of his heart and listen to his advice, I don't even want to start a war with him. If it is really necessary, Tan I am afraid that the people in the state will be affected, so you must leave immediately to take the people away."

Up to now, he still only thinks about the Dragon King and the common people. I am afraid that this person has no place for himself in his heart.

Yun Qingyue looked at Yu Lin and agreed.

He could think of no reason for himself to reject this man.

……

In the temple, another chain wrapped around the Demon Suppressing Tower broke.

The Dragon King, who has been able to calmly transform himself into a human form with black energy, controlled him to sit on the top of the tower, and crawled out from the surrounding shadows countless little demons who had been favored by him—he had already heard that the two demons who destroyed him The mentally handicapped plan was taken in, and I wanted to meet that half-immortal with great interest.

It feels so good to become a demon, and I don't have to think about hiding my tracks from humans at all.

The black mist vaguely formed a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, with a wicked smile on it.

The goblins surrounded him.

The next moment, the gate of the temple opened suddenly, and the sunlight came in. He stared at the door without blinking, and the fairy with white hair and blue clothes walked in slowly and stood still.

With one hand behind his back, Yu Lin looked at his figure and bowed his head slightly in greeting: "Xianghe Dragon King."

The originally interested mood suddenly collapsed, his face twisted for a moment, the corners of his mouth that were originally filled with a playful smile collapsed, and the little monsters around him trembled in fright. After a few seconds, he faintly Said: "It's really an ironic and ugly name. The funniest thing is that you, a little demigod, address you with respect and respect, and you are not at all proper in etiquette."

"It's a bit ironic. You have degenerated into a devil, and you can no longer be called a dignified dragon king who guards the world... I was wrong." Yu Lin said.

Nielong tilted his head: "Self-willed?"

"Falling?"

He suddenly laughed wildly: "What a self-willed depraved! What a righteous half-immortal!"

The next moment he stopped laughing: "Since you are so bright and righteous! You might as well be my first food! Huh?!"

The black mist almost split open, covering the Dragon King Temple.

"You can't do it," Yu Lin's expression remained unchanged, "I'm a half-immortal who was born in the mortal world, and you are a fallen dragon trapped in the Demon Town Tower, let alone you are not yet old enough to escape completely." To the extent that it is released, even if it is really released, let's talk about it first after receiving the thunder."

Nielong snorted coldly: "You can also sharpen your teeth and sharpen your mouth in this little time."

"...Is the former Dragon King willing to be a butcher's knife?"

"Butcher knife?" He said the two words playfully, and sneered, "Who dares to use me as a butcher knife? That stinky Taoist priest? Wait until I kill all the people in Tanzhou! The next one is him!!"

Yu Lin's expression finally changed. As a god, the dragon is the most sensitive to the spirit of monsters, but he even thinks that he is a real Taoist priest...

The evil dragon seemed to finally be able to bear it no longer, and his demonic energy was soaring, scaring the little demon into running away, and two more chains were broken. The sound of the dragon's chant came from the tower, and he roared fiercely: "I don't care about anything wrong!" No! That stinky Taoist turned up the Xianghe River to slander me! But what about those people? They said that I am a water ghost! They couldn’t move in it, and they thought that Xianghe’s smooth sailing was because of that stinky Taoist—that’s the result of my former idiots’ old department’s hard work! They’re all a bunch of idiots! Damn it!!”

This idiot doesn't know who he is scolding.

"I am not called the Dragon King of Xianghe, nor the God of the River. I! I am! Ao! Ying!"

He yelled, and suddenly noticed the green light outside the temple gate, which became stronger and stronger as his devilish energy strengthened, he squinted his eyes: "Buddhist magic weapon? Ha, human beings. Half-immortal, you are afraid that I won't be enough to eat." Do you want to bring more?"

He saw Yun Qingyue.

Xinghui stood in front of Yun Qingyue, and the green light was the jade pendant that helped him fight against the devil's energy. Yun Qingyue was blown by the devil's energy so much that her eyes could barely open, she frowned and thought: "No, this evil Why does Long’s tone sound like a child who was bullied and yelled loudly? He almost smashed things to vent his anger.”

Suddenly, a black shadow flew past Yun Qingyue and ran towards the temple, but was caught by Xing Hui with quick eyes and quick hands!

"How could it be you?! Rat demon?!" Yun Qingyue could clearly see that the thin and struggling figure caught in Xing Hui's hands was actually the rat demon driving the car last night? !

"This guy has been following from afar all the way! Finally he couldn't help but show up!" Xing replied.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the mouse monster shouted into the temple: "Dragon King! Real man! Don't do anything! I beg you! Dragon King! Real man can help you!"

Yun Qingyue: "Did you appear in front of us on purpose yesterday?"

Ao Ying caught a glimpse of the mouse demon, stunned for a moment, and shouted again: "Why are you here again?! Get out! I said I don't need you!"

"Realist Yulin won't kill innocent people randomly! As long as you explain the matter clearly, he can save you!" The rat demon shouted anxiously, "Our subordinates are still waiting for you to go back!"

It was only then that Yun Qingyue realized that what the rat demon did yesterday was just a test on himself—he wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of person Yu Lin was, and then begged Yu Lin to save his Dragon King.

The rat demon never believes that his Dragon King will go to the evil way. He only knows that he and everyone in Xianghe were enlightened by the Dragon King, and that the Dragon King is their greatest benefactor.

Ao Ying ignored him, Xing Hui patted the thin old man on the head, and the old man passed out in an instant, turning back into a little water mouse.

Yu Lin shook his head: "... Even the words of an old friend can't wake you up. If I let you out, you will expose this matter and don't hurt the people of Tanzhou. If you go back and be your Dragon King, it must be..."

He sighed: "Impossible."

Xinghui threw the water mouse into Yun Qingyue's hands: "Take it!"

Xinghui jumped in front of Yu Lin, turned back into the Xinghui Sword, Yu Lin's spiritual power surged instantly, Xinghui broke the remaining iron chain with two strokes, Yu Lin held Xinghui, and pierced through the town with one sword. Magic Tower!

All the spiritual power in his body was concentrated on the sword, and the cyan aura pierced through the black mist and went straight to the clouds!

The shadow condensed by the black mist instantly shattered, and a voice came from the tower: "You want to get rid of me at all costs?!"

Yu Lin: "I don't know if you deserve to die...but, I would rather bear your life."

If Ao Ying is still the Dragon King, the outcome between the two is hard to say, but now he is just an imprisoned demon who has not fully transformed, and he can't even mobilize Xiang He's power.

The Demon Suppressing Tower was shattered, and the huge figure of Nielong, covered in black mist, appeared, but he roared but couldn't move, because the Xinghui Sword was stuck in his chest.

Yu Lin loosened the hilt of the Xinghui sword, changed his handprints with both hands, and a blue formation appeared under his feet. He himself was the eye of the formation, and several blue spiritual power chains suddenly rose from the formation to bind the evil dragon!

Ao Ying's body hit the chain hard!

Yun Qingyue saw Yu Lin look back at him.

He knows what he means.

But at the moment, his emotions were surging, and he couldn't do it no matter what, so he shouted in desperation: "Yu Lin!"

Just as Yu Lin wanted to tell him to go, the black energy suddenly stopped!

He was stunned, and looked up at the huge figure of the huge Nielong.

The Nielong who stopped was confused, and then he was thinking hard, as if he remembered something.

Ao Ying lowered her dragon head to look at Yu Lin, and asked cautiously, "You, you are... Yu Lin, is Yu Lin the real person?"

Yun Qingyue was also stunned, what's going on?

Yu Lin nodded: "Yes, I am Yu Lin, you...know me?"

Then all the demon energy dissipated, and Ao Ying, who had turned back into a human form, fell to the ground without a trace.

His handsome face was full of bitterness: "How could you not know? Banxian Yulin...you are Ah Han's master..."

Nielong seemed to have completely lost his will to fight, and Yun Qingyue couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to Yu Lin to see if he was injured.

But Yulin didn't seem to see him, he looked at Nielong in disbelief, his voice and hands trembled involuntarily: "How do you know Han'er?"

……

"You are different from the dragon recorded in the book...how did you get me to see you because of your greedy mouth..."

The gentle voice of the young man in Taoist robes in his memory.

"I want you to take care of it! Brat!" He turned into a prototype and soaked in the water of the Xiang River, only showing half of his head in displeasure.

That was the first time they met. For Ao Ying who couldn't go anywhere except Xianghe and the East China Sea Dragon Palace, this young man who walked around the world was his most important friend.

"Ao Ying! I came to see you! I also brought special products from my hometown, which are delicious!"

"You can't show yourself in front of people... What kind of broken rules, there are so many people who can fly in this world, and you are short of one with scales?"

"In this world, Ah Yan treats me first, and Master is second. They are all very, very good people! You? You have to sit in the back row... Hey, who is it! How old are you? Splash water I."

"Recently, the world is too chaotic. I really don't like fighting the dead... But I can't help it. I'm just a Taoist priest from the Hengqing Sect..."

"A Yan's health has finally improved. The elixir I have studied for so many years is finally effective! I knew I could cure him, and the hard work paid off!"

"Ao Ying, do you have any dreams..."

out of reach.

After Ye Han that year, Ao Ying never saw him again.

He didn't know until a long time later that Ye Han died in Ling Mo's war.

He no longer cared about the rules, went crazy looking for people everywhere, and finally stopped the young man who Ye Han called Ah Yan outside the city of Chang'an, who had a sick face and a severe cough.

"Smelly boy... where did Ah Han go?! He's not dead, right?!" He grabbed the young man by the collar, his voice trembling.

The young man caught by him was originally calm, but when he heard the word "Ahan", his eyes widened instantly, and then he coughed violently.

"Yes! He's not dead! He's definitely not dead!" The young man who coughed up blood wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with resolute flames, "I won't let him die! I will protect him!"

When he returned to Xianghe, he was imprisoned for several years.

After that, he violated the rules again. Four years later, he set foot outside Chang'an City for the second time. The ruins all over the place disappeared. Chang'an returned to its former prosperity at an astonishing speed—thanks to the young prime minister who is famous all over Kyushu.

But when he came to the funeral, the whole city was deserted, and paper money was flying in the sky, endlessly.

The funeral procession was extremely spectacular, and the streets were full of people crying bitterly.

It was August 27th of the sixth year of the Jin Dynasty, and the [-]-year-old Prime Minister Jiang Yan was also in the funeral coffin.

The country is Ah Han's responsibility, his relatives are Ah Han's concern, and Huashan is Ah Han's other home. Now... his home is complete.

He turned his head and left, and could vaguely hear the funeral song echoing in the air...

Sitting on the ground of the ruined temple, Ao Ying raised her hand and slapped herself fiercely: "You actually attacked the brat's master! I'm fucking crazy!"

Ao Ying at this moment, if he ignores the dragon horns on his head, he is just a handsome young man with a dejected look all over his body.

The author has something to say: the first pair of sub-CPs mentioned, but probably won’t appear on the stage