Lu Zheng lost the whirlpool longan that he had produced, but he harvested more vigorous spirit trees. These people have lost their homes, but they have gained health and self-confidence.

The spirit tree is the root of the longan in the whirlpool, and health and self-confidence are the roots of the homeland.

In time, the spirit tree will be fruitful, and the home will be happy.

Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun'en. The devastated Han Wu City was full of vitality, and a pair of eyes fell on the golden dragon hanging in the sky, with gratitude and awe.

Standing in the rain, Shi Xianghai looked at Jin Long fixedly, he seemed to understand Long Jun's intentions, and was silent for a moment and dialed his younger brother Shi Xiangyang's phone.

"Xiang Yang, immediately in the name of the Lotus Flower and Tree Group, prepared a fund to fund the victims and rebuild their homes. ”

"Brother, how much does it take?" On the other end of the phone, the bandage on Shi Xiangyang's head, standing in the rain, disappeared, and he was full of vigor, and there was no sign of injury at all.

Shi Xianghai sighed and said: "The loss this time is very large, and if the funds are too small, it will only be a drop in the bucket." In this way, you immediately discuss it with Uncle Li and Daddy, and do your best. ”

"Well, got it. By the way, brother, who is that surname Lu?"

Thinking of that majestic and indifferent young man, he had a natural dignity in him. Shi Xianghai was silent for a long time, and the ghost made a god to look up at the sky, how majestic and noble the golden dragon was, his heart suddenly jumped, and his breathing became short, as if he had discovered some incredible secret.

The golden rain didn't last long, the thunder faded away, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing the bright sky. The moonlight is in the shadow of the clouds, and it is suddenly gone.

The rain has passed, and the sky is clear.

Everything around is washed away. The glittering ravines on the road, the golden droplets on the leaves, like a thousand fluorescent dots, shimmering and moving.

The air was filled with a faint sweet aroma, and the cheerers began to quiet down and raise their eyes in unison. Throw yourself into the sky.

Above the clouds, the golden dragon shadow standing, it holds its proud head, its four paws step on the auspicious clouds, engraved in the deep blue sky, just like a firefly in the dark, a beetle in the green leaves, so distinct, so outstanding. The domineering dragon eyes, the shining dragon scales, the miraculous spells, and the bright moon hanging by his side, the picture is full of sense, unusually charming, and unusually gorgeous.

People look up at the sky, but their hearts are calm and serene. Imprint his heroism in the depths of his heart.

That's the legendary dragon!

That's the legendary dragon!

After cleaning the battlefield, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals held their heads high. Lined up on the rooftops, their hearts filled with pride and glory, for that was their most honorable king.

Phew.

The Metropolitan Governor Spider bowed down and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, you are invincible and invincible. Hooray, hooray, hooray!"

The sound of clattering carapace rubbing sounded, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs hung down their claws neatly, knelt down, and there was a earth-shattering shout: "Invincible, invincible." Hooray, hooray, hooray. ”

Tang Scarlet Carp sat quietly on the top of the pavilion in the park, holding the cheeks in his left hand, looking up at the pretty face, with a look of fascination in his eyes, quietly staring at the sky.

He is like a natural king, decisive in killing, wise and brave, and even more rare is to have a mind as broad as the sea. This Ganlin, others may not know, but she knows in her heart that at least hundreds of Whirlpool Dragon's Eyes will be consumed.

But with a wave of his hand, he rewarded the weak mortals.

That's hundreds of Vortex Dragon's Eyes, which is an unimaginable fortune for any youkai, enough to make their cultivation rise several steps. However, sharing one drop with millions of Li people can only make them healthy and prolong their lives.

But Tang Scarlet didn't think he was stupid, but felt a lot of admiration in his heart. With this open-mindedness alone, she asked herself, she would definitely not be able to do it.

Those who achieve great things are not informal, perhaps for the dragon monarch who has ambitions all over the world, hundreds of whirlpool dragon eyes are just a small profit, and he can't look down on them at all.

Thinking on a deeper level, this is the long-term solution. The essence of the whirlpool longan is the power of faith, and only when the people believe and admire will they have more power.

After thinking for a while, Tang Scarlet suddenly took out the phone from his pocket and ordered, "Xue'er, you can discuss with Jing Jing now and draw up a plan to help the victims of the Han Wu disaster as soon as possible." Yes, you just said I meant it. If the money on the company's books is not enough, you should report it to the headquarters. Well...... Wait a minute, don't hide this matter, it's better to publicize it in the media, just say it...... It is said that the president was entrusted by the dragon god to dream at night, as long as he helped the victims, it would be a great merit, and he would be blessed by the gods in the future. ”

"Ah, really, miss, did the dragon god really give you a dream?"

Tang Scarlet Carp raised his head and glanced at Lu Zheng, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Hanging up the phone, Tang Scarlet's eyes narrowed slightly, he giggled twice, and said to himself: "Since you want to be a good dragon king, then do it to the end." ”

The economic loss of Han Wu is at least tens of billions, and such a huge funding gap is that even the government is worried. To donate funds in the name of Lishui Xuanhuang, the first is to enhance the popularity of Lishui Xuanhuang. Second, with the gimmick of the Dragon King trusting the dream gods to protect it, many rich people in China must have heard the wind and donated generously.

This trick is called the fox and the tiger, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

It not only fulfilled the divine grace and majesty of the dragon king, but also gave the victims real benefits, killing two birds with one stone.

Disaster star? Lucky star is right.

After a series of battles, followed by a gan rain, even Lu Zheng felt a little mentally tired. Han Wu's matter was finally over, but it was a pity that he deliberately showed weakness and failed to bring out Bai Sumiao, who hijacked Lin Xinmiao.

Lin Xinmiao has always been a concern in his heart, but now he can only think of another way, first return to the coral seabed of the East China Sea, preside over the construction of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and the development of coastal forces.

Of course, he won't wait obediently until February 2nd, the southern branch of the Huaxia Blessing Society, maybe there will be other clues.

The dragon head looked down at the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and let out a dragon groan.

"Sons, drive back to the palace!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The spider faced the Yangtze River, and with a wave of his claw, he said: "Sons, drive back to the palace!"

More than 2,000 shrimp soldiers and crab generals, except for the rise of two shrimp soldiers who cut the high-voltage line and fainted by electricity, the battle damage was zero. Well-trained shrimp soldiers and crab generals lined up in neat formations, swimming and jumping along the walls unhurriedly. Under the attention of many people, they crossed the city center and came to the embankment to wait in formation.

The heavenly dragon groaned, and the golden dragon shadow began to meander.

The people in the urban area saw that the shrimp soldiers and crabs were about to return to the Yangtze River, and the golden dragon swam away, and they quickly understood.

The Dragon Lord is going back!

I don't know who shouted: "The Dragon Lord is going back to the palace, let's go and send it off." ”

"Yes, go and send one to the Dragon King!"

The surrounding people echoed loudly, spontaneously took their relatives and friends, and strode towards the Yangtze River embankment. Coming to the bank of the rolling Yangtze River, the crowd lined up along the embankment in an orderly manner, and there were still people in the city who kept coming to join the team.

Unconsciously, there were crowds of people on both sides of the Yangtze River, people holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, with a strong reluctance in their eyes.

The golden dragon swam over the Yangtze River, the dragon's body shook, turned into a golden line and fell from the sky, shooting into the water, but did not turn up even a little bit of waves, leaving only a golden light faintly through the water.

On the Yangtze River Bridge, a red shadow suddenly burst out, and a koi fish came out of the sky, wagging its tail and falling into the water, swimming to the side of the golden dragon.

Shrimp soldiers and crabs will enter the water one after another, neatly lined up to guard both sides of the golden mangs in the water, and swordfish and electric eels lead the way. At the front of the line, the dolphin Feibao jumped out of the water and let out a long dolphin sound.

"Get up and go back to the palace!"

The ripples on the surface of the water rippled, and the dolphin flew and jumped. People looked at Jin Mang reluctantly, and said in unison: "Congratulations to the Dragon King!"

The sound vibrates all over the world, and the echoes are endless.

The waves rose again, the golden light surged, quickly turned into a streamer, and ran along the vast Yangtze River to the distance.

It was night, and no one in Hanwu City could sleep, because as soon as he closed his eyes, the golden dragon would appear in his mind, winding and flying, dazzling. (To be continued.) )