The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 145, cut off the dragon ridge!

Cold moon is like a hook, and a beautiful woman is like a dream.

Lu Cheji stood on the edge of the bamboo grove at the back wall of the small courtyard, and in front of it was the red Nujiang River, which was full of fantastic scenes. The lunar machine of a nebula robe is as cold as the cold moon in the sky, but it is more dazzling and blazing than the cold moon.

Her beauty is stunning, naked, and does not hide the eye-catching.

Her character is actually very unpleasant, reticent, and refuses to be thousands of miles away. If it is cold for a thousand years, it will be frozen into ice sculptures.

However, because of her peerless face, which is hard to ignore, you can't really hate her.

Even if you say how annoying this woman is, it is unacceptable, but when she suddenly takes the initiative to say a word to you or smile at you, your heart will be melted away at once. - You see if she doesn't like it, but I am willing to take the initiative to talk to me. I smile at me. Does she like me? Is she interested in me? Does she want to soak me?

Everyone has a unique mind.

You want to be the only one in your heart, especially if you want to be the only one in the heart of a beautiful woman or a beautiful man.

This is an era of looking at the face.

Don't be lucky, because every era is an era of looking at the face.

Chu Yan was obsessed with the beautiful silhouette of Lu Qiji. He asked: "What is the sacrifice? Who is the soul of the summoning? Who is worshipping? Who is calling the soul of others? And what do you mean by the ghost dragon?" ”

Lu Qiji is silent.

"The opportunity, do you know something?"

"Yes." Lu Cheji nodded.

"What happened in the end?" Chu Yu pointed to the red waves in front of him and said, "Is the legend true? Is this Nujiang really the blood of the dragon? Is someone calling for the ghosts of those ghosts?" What do you call the souls of those ghost dragons? Can someone else make them useless?"

Lu Qiji was silent again.

"Opportunity -"

"I can't tell you anything," Lu said.

"-"

"You can't believe if you say it."

"How is it possible? You tell me, I will believe what you say. Opportunity, for so many years, what kind of person am I still don't understand? What do I think about you, you still don't understand? You think about it, I have had any doubts about which sentence you said?"

"Li Muyang is a dragon." Lu Chuji said.

Chu stunned for a long time, then laughed and laughed. He couldn’t stand the waist and said: "I don’t want to joke with me. It’s really a joke. It’s so funny. Li Muyang- The idiot, how could he be a dragon? Is there a dragon with such waste? If all the dragons grow like this, we don’t have to work hard at the Starry Academy. I can kill the dragons and let them destroy the family alone."

Chu Yu feels that the land machine is very cute.

People who never say jokes suddenly say a joke is simply to laugh at the dead. This is really a girl who is pitiful and loving.

Lu Qi’s face was expressionless and said: “I said – you can’t believe it.”

Chu Yu finally stopped laughing and looked at Lu Qiji. "You have a special chance for Li Muyang. You have never seriously paid attention to which boy, even a few young teenagers who are famous every day." I don't care about it. I know your character and understand your pride - but what kind of person is Li Muyang? Why do you always put your eyes on him?"

Chu Yu’s face was a little sad, saying: “You are like this – I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. It’s like a painful needle, it’s like a small needle that keeps on. It’s not fatal, but it’s hard to ignore. The sand in the eye is like a stalk in the throat."

Lu Qiji pointed to the Nujiang River and said: "Ghost dragons have to look up."

Chu Yu’s eyes were sad, and he couldn’t speak without looking at the figure that hadn’t turned around since he’s arrived.

Li Muyang is not sure what happened outside.

He did not know the great movements in the Nu River. He did not know that the students of the entire Starry Sky Academy and all the faculty members were alarmed because of the angry river.

He was completely attracted to the dragon text in front of him. His mouth was constantly planting that kind of quirky. If you didn't study hard and practiced regularly, ordinary people couldn't even make a tone.

His emotions are sometimes excited, for the strength and virtue of the dragon.

Sometimes sad, for the death of those dragon strong people to express the memorial.

His emotion is the emotion of the dragon, and the emotion of the dragon is his emotion at this time.

At this moment, Li Muyang is a dragon and a part of the dragon.

What he is jealous of is the sacrifices of the dragons. He is worshipping his comrades-in-arms, the brothers who fought side by side with him.

The dragon in the hand is nearing the end, and the sacrifice is near the climax.

Roar--

The red dragon in the Nujiang River struggled again and again, roaring again and again.

The red vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and the red faucet is getting more and more clear.

Its facial features are clearer and its majesty is more intense.

The dragon is angry and the world is eclipsed.

""Yang Long Wen."" The eyes of the old man in white on the top of the star-gauge platform are more and more deep, and it is even more difficult to survey than the red vortex in the Nujiang River. "There are still people who can sing this "Yuan Long Wen" - the raging roar of the raging millennium, the dragon that has died for thousands of years, wants to break through the river - tens of thousands of years ago, countless stars and strongmen simultaneously Forces to lay down 12 bans on the Nujiang River, can't even suppress you?"

"Unfortunately." The old man sighed softly. "You can't let you out, the Nujiang is your best destination."

He stretched out his right hand, the thin hand that had been hidden in the right hand in the white shirt.

Light and fluffy, it looks like you want to reach out and grab a breeze.

When his palms extended, the sky above the Nu River appeared at the same time with a huge imaginary palm that almost enveloped the entire Nu River.

The palm of the hand straddles the starry sky and is covered by countless nebulae that are undulating and rolling.

It is almost invisible to the naked eye.

When his palms pressed against it, it was miraculous. Before that, the raging red river was still calming down.

The water is flowing and the waves are dissipating.

The Nu River is no longer angry, like an obedient little wife.

The red vortex slowly healed, and the dragon's head was squeezed by the narrow space, and it was soon to be drowned by the emerging river, and then, as usual, sank into the bottom of the river.

For thousands of years, it is difficult to rest in peace.

The red dragon felt the threat. After looking at the giant palm at the top of the head, it struggled even harder, more mad roaring and shocking.

boom--

boom--

boom--

again and again.

It uses its own giant head as a weapon.

It has to break through the red vortex and break through the prohibition that has imprisoned them for thousands of years.

boom--

The Nujiang River rolled up again, and the water waves once again set off thousands of feet.

"Don't listen to the warning, break your dragon's ridge." The old man on the stargazing view sighed softly.

His flat palm suddenly fell and stood up, and then the giant palm, like a giant sword, swiftly rushed toward the Nujiang.

I saw a white light flashing, and the whole starry sky was shining brightly.

boom--

The water of the Nujiang River was broken into two pieces.

The water in front has gone, but the water behind it is hard to follow.

Above the red giant river, a white gap appeared.

It was the arrival of Jianqi, which formed an insurmountable gas wall. The Lancang River is also difficult to cross over.

Roar--

The red dragon screamed and the faucet quickly fell toward the bottomless vortex.

Its huge red body has also been split into two from the position of the dragon's ridge.