Chapter 1111: War Book
Dragon family, Bai family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The gray-bearded old man sat in a golden rocking chair, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, and was wiping tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.
The young man standing beside him was full of black lines, and he looked at the old patriarch Bai speechlessly, his old man's tear ducts are so developed, and since he came out of Ah Mo, he has been crying non-stop.
Through the large screen mounted on the wall, they could see everything that was happening on the Xuanling Continent. It's a space-time transit station, and few people come except for special staff.
Dragons, let alone set foot on it.
But the old man of the Bai family has fallen in love with this place recently, and he comes over every once in a while, and stays all afternoon.
The cigarette stick in his hand was extinguished, he put it in his mouth and tweeted, and said in a trembling voice: "I have been waiting for this day, but I have been waiting for a long time! Maybe that girl can really save Ah Mo......"
The boy yawned, and he touched his head absentmindedly and said, "Yes, yes." β
"You bastard! Grandpa talks to you, can't you answer properly!"
"I have an answer. β
"If you don't obey, I'll throw you to the nether!"
"Old man, you're too ruthless, aren't you?" said the young man, yawning again, he looked at the big screen with sleepy eyes, and muttered: "Look, they're going to the next place, if they can really collect three peach blossom fragments, Ah Mo won't have to die." β
Ah Mo had made all the mistakes before, and the Bai family could come forward to solve them, as long as Ah Mo could come back well.
Saying......
The young man couldn't help but ask, "If Ah Mo really returns to the Dragon Clan, what will Miss Liang do?"
Old Man Bai threw the snot-blowing tissue into the paper basket, and he said as a matter of course: "Whether it is Shengen or Zunqi, it does not belong to her, I will take it all back." Of course, for her sake, I certainly wouldn't let her lose her life. She's a creature of the Nether, so let's go back to the Nether. β
"Ah Mo will definitely not agree - I said, you just let Ah Mo marry her. β
Hearing this, Old Man Bailong shook his head gloomily, and he said in a deep voice: "Ah Mo must not marry a woman from the lower realm. He will either never marry, or if he does, he must marry a dragon girl - preferably, a white dragon girl with the most sacred blood. He inherited his mother's blood, and if it is not suppressed, it will come out again. If he does something that makes the dragon clan angry, I don't think the ten Bai families will be able to protect him!"
After hearing these words, the young man nodded thoughtfully: "First of all, the first point is that you can't marry a nether woman. Since ancient times, the dragon clan has never had any involvement with the Nether, and if Ah Mo breaks this precept, I am afraid that the advice of those people will make our Bai family unbearable. It's just a pity that they are concubines......"
Oh, that's pathetic.
The boy looked at the two people on the screen, maybe this trip of peach blossom fragments was the last time they got together.
When Ah Mo came back, he couldn't leave the dragon clan for half a step.
Even if he has the ability to reach the heavens, what is he in front of the dragon clan above the nine heavens? And the Miss Liang family is even more miserable, after being drained of her divine roots and respect, she will never want to set foot in the upper realm again in this life.
Whether she is a human or a demon, she can only live in the nether.
She and Ah Mo will never see each other again.
Old Man Bai stood up, and he took advantage of this gap to pace around the room, the cigarette stick in his hand was relit, and the smoke curled.
He was wondering where they would go next, where would the lost fragments of peach blossoms be hidden, and would they be lucky enough to survive this catastrophe?
At this time, the young man received news from the White Dragon family, he let out an "ah" sound, and said listlessly: "Old man, it seems to be a matter of the Black Dragon Clan." β
"What?!" The old patriarch of the white dragon turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked incredulous: "Is it because I'm too old and my hearing has deteriorated? What did you just say? You say- the Black Dragon Clan?!"
"The cubs of the Black Dragon Clan are still alive. β
"How do you know?!"
"Tsk, the news from the family just now said that the black dragon cub gave a battle post-" Before he finished speaking, only the young man was left in the room, he yawned and said softly, "Things have finally become more interesting...... Hmph, if you dare to fight, we will accompany you to fight. β
This black dragon clan has long been extinct.
Unexpectedly, would there be a trace of blood that escaped?
What's even more remarkable is that this black dragon cub even took the initiative to provoke him, and the battle post he sent was clearly written - old man, the game has just begun, enjoy it.
What kind of place is this dragon, how can a suspicious person come and go freely? Some even suspect that it is a prank played by other families.
However, if the battle post is fake, it is impossible for the dragon seal to be fake, right?
In that beautifully framed post, there is a black imprint with golden light, which is the symbol of the black dragon clan!
The descendants of the Black Dragon family are really still alive, and they have come to seek revenge! The old man of the white dragon frowned, at the beginning, shouldn't he have let that little baby live? At that time, he was still a child waiting to be fed, and he had no combat effectiveness, but more than 2,000 years have passed...... What has become of the little baby? No one knows.
But judging from the fact that he can send the battle post to the flash person in a grand manner, he is a rather troublesome existence!
The enemy is not terrible, what is terrible is the enemy who puts cold arrows in the back!
He knows where you are, but you don't even know who he is!
The White Dragon Clan held an emergency meeting, and many people expressed their opinions, but the young man who was late to the time put his cheek on his cheek with one hand and said thoughtfully: "I think that there is only one weakness in our White Dragon Clan. β
It was quiet and everyone was waiting for him to speak.
The young man continued: "Ah Mo. β
The White Dragon family is considered to be strong in the dragon clan, and there has never been any mistake in thousands of years. And the only thing that can be called "shame" is the dangerous bloodline of Princess Bailong, as well as her son with the Peach Blossom God - Yu Mo.
Ah Mo was born in the divine realm and grew up in the world. It can be said that he has never survived in the Dragon Clan, and he should be the best person in the White Dragon family. Especially now that he's traveling around, it's hard to be targeted by the descendants of the Black Dragonβoh, no, he must have been targeted.
Isn't that the game just beginning?
Enjoy a fart!
Old Man Bai slapped the table and stood up, his beard trembling with anger: "Do you think that you can do anything if you hide in the dark and make a battle post? If you want to fight, right? Then we will fight with you! Ah Mo is indeed not in the Dragon Clan now, but since he is a descendant of my White Dragon First Clan, he will definitely not lose to that black dragon cub! This little black cub thinks that he will be able to turn the sky up when he grows up? Look how I pull you out!"