I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

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"Okay... If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me immediately."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness..."

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"If you want to know that you are dying, it is like a snake going to the ravine.

Half of the scales are gone, who can cover up the intention. "

"Kelsey...you really...although I thought you would leave...but it's only been three years...really, don't you stay for a while?"

"Your Highness... the catastrophe in the north is over, and the Yan Kingdom is prosperous and prosperous. If there is one more or one less, nothing will change. My stay here is just... a waste of time."

Kelsey knows what she said... hurts, but it's not for her to be idle...at least not right now.

She still remembers how kind he was to her during the day.But the fact is that it doesn't matter to Dayan whether she stays or not, it's like throwing a pebble into the ocean, only the pebble will sink, and the ocean will not change in any way.

She still remembered her obligation, so she gave up this favor that an ordinary Great Flame creature might never get in her whole life.

"Forget it...you always look like this."

Looking at Lynx's firm face, Bai Tian finally backed down.

What kind of friends are friends if they bind them for their own selfish desires.

"The flying pengs are far away from each other, and all the cups in their hands."

Substituting tea for wine, after a simple practice for the lynx, in the daytime it turned into a real dragon and carried the lynx soaring into the sky, sent her to the border, and watched her figure disappear on this vast land.

"... I don't know where we will meet again in the next year's Peony."

It wasn't until Yeyue hung in the sky that the real dragon completely extinguished his thoughts of looking back and returned to the capital of God alone.

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【East Sea of Yan Kingdom】

The waves surging from the sea are extremely turbid, but evil spirits hide in them.

"Liujiang has not been a mausoleum for a thousand years, and the fish and dragons under the water should be able to read and write. Since you have spiritual wisdom, you should not come to the territory of Gu. If you retreat at this time, Gu, you can still forgive your folly."

The warning was ineffective, the giant beast hiding in the sea broke through the waves and roared to the sky.

It looks like a dragon but has only one horn, and it looks like a snake but has four claws.The wind carries the waves around it, that is its power.

It is both a real beast and a fake, a poor imitation of a real dragon by the spirit of the sea.

Its name is the fortune of seizing the stars, and it is called "Kang Jinlong".However, although he has the name of a star, he does not have the nature of a star.Cruelty and sadism have been engraved into their roots as early as the beginning of their birth, and even the Haizi group is unwilling to accept them or call them "blood relatives".

It is Haisi's sharp blade against the real dragon, trying to defeat the power of the real dragon.

"...Heh. How dare you fight against the sky even in the dim light of ants?"

The light of the scorching sun in the sky became more and more intense, as if the pure white light broke through the invisible barrier.

"If you don't retreat, you will stay here, and use your flesh and blood to support the vast land of orphans."

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and the gathered clouds concealed the grace of the scorching sun, and what followed was Hong Hong's unplanned anger.

This matter is recorded in history, saying: In the year of Wuyin, after the preface to the frost in Baizang, there were monsters and evils stirring up waves in the East China Sea of the country.Its mountain is tens of thousands of feet high and thousands of miles wide.

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"My son, I have entrusted you with the great Yan and thousands of miles of country, so don't let me live up to my father's hope."

Three Jiazi years ago, he took over the burden of the country from his father, and supported the country with his own body, in return for Dayan's great kindness in giving birth to him and raising him.

"Axi... I'm counting on you for this great flame..."

A hundred years ago, he took over the heavy responsibility of supervising the country from his second uncle, taught his brothers with the grace and blood of countless ancestors, and hoped that he would become a dragon, prosper the people and prosper the country.

"Brother... I... can't bear to part with you... If there is an afterlife... can I... still be a brother..."

"Brother...brother, I still want to...listen to it again..."

Now, blood relatives will say goodbye to him too.

Wipe away the tears on my brother's face, tidy up his clothes, and hum softly the nursery rhymes to lull him to sleep as before.

"Water flows eastward in Fenglin Pass, white grass and yellow elm in sixty autumns. Have a good journey, Ah Du..."

There is a historical record, which says: In the year of Yongzhi Xu (Wuchen), the real dragon collapsed in Changle Palace, and his posthumous title was "Yankang".One month later, Prince Yin ascended the throne with the reign title "Yongchang".

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"I don't know when, I have to return with you..."

Touching the scroll with your fingertips, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains come into view.

The touch of Tsing Yi in memory became more and more clear.However, even if the longing becomes sick, the day of reunion is still far away.

"Another old friend has left me...the girl from the Bai family..."

The real dragon watched from a distance that the old Pei Luo stood guard in front of the spirit of his dead wife, and watched their full house of sons and daughters mourning for their mother.

He sat by the pool, looked at the reflection in the water, and felt something in his heart:

"The human body is only a hundred years old... If you can have one heart, and you will not be separated until the white head... If you have nothing to lose when you are young, you can enjoy the blessings of the family when you grow old... If you can eat well and your body will not suffer from disease... That is the greatest happiness."

"My body...is no longer capable of giving birth to descendants...this land, the tens of thousands of people born and raised in the land of fire...are my compatriots and my descendants."

"All Yan people can be protected by me... In case of natural disasters, you only need to call my name, or burn a piece of incense, or worship the sky, and pray. , and I will fulfill his wish."

According to historical records, it is said: In the third year of Yongchang, temples were established in the twelve provinces, one hundred and twenty prefectures, and counties of Yan Kingdom to enshrine the spirit of the god who protects the country.All Yan people who are in the territory of Yan Kingdom, if they encounter disasters, they can burn incense and pray, salute and sing, and worship the God who protects the country. .

There is a nursery rhyme praising it, singing:

"There are nine immortals in the sky, and nine ghosts in the earth. Thousands of squares of earth are fertile, and flames are called for thousands of miles.

In the waters of Buzhou Town, evil spirits avoid the scorching sun.The world of mortals gives birth to the common people, and the gods bless their lives.

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"Yao Laichang, a native of Jingyun in the Chu region! I beg the gods to save my people!"

"Brother Laichang, is it really useful to do this! Shenjun... will he really hear it!"

There is still a bit of fear that has not dissipated on the delicate face of the Volper girl. Before today, she had never left the village.Although the elders in the village often pray to the gods, they have never been fulfilled...

"Of course I will! Fumei. What you asked the gods before was all about having children and good luck. These are not under the control of the gods, so naturally there will be no response. But this time, what we ask for is Ansheng, to live, It is to avenge the dead family members. The gods will definitely hear it!"

The firm and confident words on Luper's face made the girl feel a little relieved.

"Well, I believe in you, Brother Laichang!"

The man was one of the few in the village who went to school and went to the city, and he was also a scholar. In the eyes of the girl, what he said was learned must be right.

"Okay, let's pray again, Miss Fu, we must be sincere, as long as we are sincere, the gods will definitely hear our prayers."

He spoke extremely confidently, but the man was also worried in his heart.

There are thousands of miles of great flames, and countless people pray to the gods every day. In this remote place...the two of them...like ants on the mountain...their small voice...can really be heard from countless people. Did it pass into the ears of the gods?

"No, it will. For sure!"

He turned his head and watched them escape from afar.

It is their hometown, where their ancestors lived.

For the sake of his people, for future generations, and for themselves, he must let the gods hear their voices.

"Jingyun family in Chu! Yao Laichang! Please God! There are monsters coming in from the south, plundering my people, and destroying my homeland! Yao Laichang is here to ask God to kill the monsters! Save my people!"

He respectfully lit three sticks of incense, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the clay sculpture under the tree, igniting all his hopes, and performed the biggest and most important ceremony in his life that he had learned and learned.

"Brother Laichang..."

The girl's voice trembled, and he could hear her fear.

"Don't be afraid, Fumei. This is in front of the statue of the god, and it is the land of great flames. Those monsters... they dare not be presumptuous."

Looking at the black wind that hit, looking at the countless Ueki that lost their vitality in the black wind.

Is he afraid?

Of course he was afraid.

But he can't be afraid.

"Brother Laichang!"

Dead bodies staggered towards them from the wind.

The girl clutched the hem of the man's clothes tightly, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

Those corpses...those monsters...are fellow villagers they used to know.

"Fumei. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

What else?

Looking at the villager who had turned into a monster, the man touched his throbbing chest.

Is he afraid?

Naturally, I was afraid.

But besides that, he also felt a rage, an inextinguishable rage that could burn all his blood.

The little ball hanging on the corpse...is the child who was just born by Sanniang in the village, and his name was given by the woman who couldn't read three characters and asked him for help.

Peace, peace, life is safe.

"They...how dare they!!!"

The man's roar resounded through the sky.

"boom--!!!"

His anger seemed to pierce the nether world.

The white clouds converged into a sea of clouds, and the blue wind gushed down from the mountains, smashing the evil wind into pieces.

The blue thunder crashed down, crushing the demon that took people's lives and insulted the dead into ashes.

"Good boy, don't be afraid."

"I have already understood your wish."

The cloud surges with the wind like a blue dragon, and its sound is like thunder and anger.

Its eyes are as bright as the scorching sun.

Its body is like a dome, covering the four fields.