"Huh?"

"Little one, the perception is very good. ”

Just when Chu Yun was thinking wildly, a low voice suddenly sounded from Chu Yun's mind.

Who?

Chu Yun immediately frowned, and then looked back at Ronghua behind him.

But Ronghua's expression was not unusual, and he still stood there as quietly as he did just now, without saying a word.

It seems that the voice is not glorious. And Ronghua should not have heard it either.

Who will it be?

Could it really be this half-dragon?

"Don't look for it, I'm right at your feet. ”

"Red-scaled Golden-Eyed Dragon?" Chu Yun was suddenly surprised in his heart, this half-dragon had really opened his spiritual wisdom and could talk to people.

"Hmm. The dragon hummed in a low voice, and his words were low, full of the vicissitudes of time, as if they had sounded from a place of eternal desolation.

"Little one, I feel a bit of familiarity in you. ”

"But it's vague, vague. ”

"Can you tell me, what is that?" The Red-scaled Golden-Eyed Dragon was talking to Chu Yun with his divine sense, so Rong Hua on the side didn't feel anything unusual, in his eyes, Chu Yun was still sitting quietly.

"Huh, a familiar aura?" Chu Yun pondered for a moment, "You mean, the Nine Palace Sword Technique?"

Chu Yun didn't intend to hide it, and he couldn't hide it. It's better to be honest with each other, and you can also win a good impression.

"Sure enough. Chu Yun's words made the entire body of the Red-scaled Golden-Eyed Dragon tremble violently, and Chu Yun clearly felt that the original calm heart of this half-dragon also fluctuated violently like waves.

"Well, what happened?"

"Is there an enemy?"

The sudden tremor of this golden dragon made Ronghua's tiger body immediately burst for a while, and the whole person immediately became vigilant, and the momentum of his whole body exploded, and a pair of old eyes also scanned the surroundings solemnly.

The strength of this red-scaled golden-eyed dragon is unfathomable, what the hell is going on, even it is so abnormal.

Rong Hua's side was still vigilantly scanning the four directions, while Chu Yun was still talking to this golden dragon.

"Little guy, just now I suspected that the aura on your body was the Nine Palace Sword Technique, and it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

"So, you've seen my master. ”

"He, is he okay?"

These words of the Red-scaled Golden-Eyed Dragon made Chu Yun stunned for a moment.

Because, at this time, when the golden dragon talked about that person, the words were full of nostalgia, like a lost child, and finally found the whereabouts of its parents.

Chu Yun never thought that after so many years, this giant dragon had also entered its twilight years from its infancy. However, Chu Yun could hear that its attachment and longing for its master had not weakened in the slightest.

What kind of relationship can be as mellow as ever after tens of thousands of years?

Compared with it, the people in this world are afraid that they are ashamed of themselves.

"Do you mean, Ancestral Emperor?" Chu Yun asked tentatively.

The dragon hummed again, and the golden dragon eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.

What kind of gaze was that, excited with joy, and expectant, but with a little trepidation.

Its owner has disappeared for nearly 10,000 years, and for so many years, it has been searching for news of its master, the whereabouts of its master. But as time passed, it began to be afraid, afraid to hear from him, afraid to learn about his current situation.

It was really scared and heard the news of the death of its master.

"Do you really want to listen?"

Chu Yun seemed to feel the contradiction and panic in the dragon's heart, but he asked again.

The dragon hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Hmm. ”

"Now that you've met it, let's talk about it. The dragon replied slowly.

"When I first met him, the Ancestral Emperor had already fallen, and all that was left was a wisp of spiritual sense. Later, after I was lucky enough to get his inheritance, that wisp of spiritual consciousness also dissipated. ”

When Chu Yun said this, he clearly felt that the dragon's body was trembling slightly, and it let out a low hum.

Are you crying?

Chu Yun didn't know either.

Because he hasn't seen what dragons look like when they cry, do they cry too?

"Are you alright?"

Feeling the rich sadness that suddenly swept over, Chu Yun suddenly couldn't bear it, and asked with concern.

The golden dragon was silent, but the dragon body that was originally moving forward suddenly rose up, like a divine sword, and went straight into the clouds for nine days.

"Dragon Emperor, who are you?"

Rong Hua was stunned at that time, this golden dragon suddenly rose in a straight line, and when he was caught off guard, Rong Hua was directly thrown off the dragon's body by this giant dragon, and the whole person smashed down to the ground like a cannonball.

Ronghua is only the strength of the first to enter the tribulation, and it may be okay to control the sky for a short time, but this is a thousand meters in the sky, the higher the altitude, the greater the pressure of heaven and earth, and at this height, Ronghua cannot control the sky at all, and can only fall down in despair.

Ronghua almost cried.

What's wrong with this Dragon Emperor? Could it be that he fell to death?

"But Chu Yun, I'm afraid I'm going to be thrown to death, right?"

Chu Yun is only the strength of the Transformation Yuan, and if this height falls, even if his body is beaten by iron, he will definitely die.

In fact, just as Rong Hua expected, when the red-scaled golden-eyed dragon suddenly went berserk, Chu Yun was also frightened crazy.

Desperately grabbed the twin dragon horns, gritted his teeth and roared: "Damn, are you crazy?"

"You're going to kill me?"

Chu Yun was full of remorse, he had known that this half-dragon was so impulsive, so he wouldn't tell it that its owner was dead.

It's good now, this stupid dragon just went berserk, and didn't care if they lived or died.

However, no matter how Chu Yun shouted, according to the dragon still frantically meandering towards the Nine Heavens, the oncoming air current, like a sword, frantically whipped Chu Yun's body.

Seeing that Chu Yun couldn't hold on, and when he fell from the dragon's head, Chu Yun immediately shouted: "I am the only heir of the ancestral emperor, you fell to death me, are you worthy of your master?"

As soon as Chu Yun's words fell, he immediately felt a soft force descending and protecting Chu Yun.

Chu Yun escaped death and let out a long sigh of relief.

However, the dragon was still climbing wildly.

In the entire Xiandu City, at this time, I saw a golden dragon of light, rising from the ground, tearing the sky like lightning, and rushing straight to the nine heavens.

Then, at the highest point in the entire Immortal Capital City, the dragon let out a terrible and loud dragon roar.

The sound of the dragon's roar almost trembled for eternity.

In the entire Xiandu City, a huge storm blew up.

But what Chu Yun felt and what a majestic sadness and attachment were contained in the dragon roar.

He knew that this dragon was expressing his most sincere condolences to its owner in this way.

In the palace.

Xing Jiutian, who was originally sitting in a precarious position, also changed his face immediately after hearing the sound of the dragon's roar, and then walked out of the palace.

Looking up, he saw the golden dragon that howled to the bone: "Dragon Emperor, what's the matter?"

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After a long time, the red-scaled golden-eyed dragon gradually calmed down.

Feeling the rich sadness in its body, Chu Yun also sighed: "Let's mourn." ”

"Of all things in this world, how many people can live forever?"

"What's more, it's dust to dust, dust to dust. ”

"However, if the Ancestor knew that there was still you in this world who were so loyal to him, he would probably be very relieved to know about it. ”

However, no matter how Ren Chuyun spoke, the red-scaled golden-eyed dragon never spoke, and even the red light on his body dimmed a lot in an instant.

It was as if the little light that had been shining in my heart for so many years was extinguished at this moment.

Its most favored owner, after all, is it still one step ahead of it and gone?

It's a pity that I couldn't see him for the last time.

There was silence.

The golden dragon didn't say anything more, and just flew away with Chu Yun towards the depths of the palace.

At this time, on the ground in Xiandu City, a person was smashed down from the sky.

The boulder cracked, the earth trembled, and the man screamed, and the blood spat out to the ground.

After a long time, an old man covered in blood crawled out of the ruins, endured his injuries, staggered and staggered towards the palace.

This embarrassed old man is none other than the glory of the prime minister who was thrown down from the sky by the dragon.

After all, Ronghua is a strong man who crosses the catastrophe, although he fell from a high altitude, he still escaped to death after all.

But although Ronghua was full of embarrassment, he not only didn't feel aggrieved, but also wanted to laugh a little.

"Haha~"

"What about winning the championship, and what about being crowned a prince?"

"Even if you are given the Nine Swords of the Son of Heaven, you won't fall to your death in the end?"

And the lord of the country can't blame him!

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