Chapter 55: The Dragon of the Candle

Yang Meng closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a strange fluctuation in front of him, which was an indescribable feeling, and a wave of energy came over, and it seemed to beat in the depths of his soul. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Over there......" Yang Meng closed his eyes and stretched out his finger in a direction.

"Hmm." Song Yiyuan agreed, but he didn't speak.

Yang Meng opened her eyes and looked at her strangely, only to find that Song Yiyuan was also staring at him with strange eyes.

"Uh...... What are you doing? Yang Meng was stared at a little trembling, his body shrank back, and asked.

"Hmm...... Did you have any special feelings just now? Song Yiyuan asked.

Yang Meng tilted his head and thought for a while, "Special feelings? How to put it, it is the feeling that the whole body already belongs to this part of the world, and there is a feeling of being integrated into it, and I don't know if this is special. ”

Song Yiyuan said: "Sure enough, ......"

"What's wrong?" Yang Meng noticed that something seemed wrong and asked.

"You really haven't cultivated Xuan Qi?" Song Yiyuan answered the question.

"yes."

Song Yiyuan looked at Yang Meng, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, but said something else, and asked, "What did you just say, what is over there?" ”

"I don't know," Yang Meng said, "I just felt a special fluctuation in that direction, which made me feel like I was being called." ”

Song Yiyuan looked at the direction Yang Meng was pointing and asked expressionlessly, "Are you sure it's that direction?" ”

Yang Meng looked at the direction he was pointing, and it turned out to be the stone pillar that reached into the sky in the distance, and he couldn't help but be stunned, "It should be...... There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Song Yiyuan looked at the stone pillar in the distance, squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You, hold me tight." ”

"Huh?" Yang Mengleng paused.

"Hold me tight!" Song Yiyuan repeated, "We're leaving!" ”

Yang Meng exclaimed: "Huh? You—Didn't you say there's some kind of dragon over there, it's dangerous? ”

"That's why we need to be faster!" Song Yiyuan said, "How are you mother-in-law, let you hug you!" ”

"Uh-oh." Yang Meng reacted at this time, and hurriedly hugged Song Yiyuan's waist from behind, her slender and strong waist seemed to contain endless strength.

Song Yiyuan shouted: "Attention, it's time to go." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Meng suddenly felt a strong forward traction, making his whole person fly sideways like a flag, no wonder Song Yiyuan let him hold it tightly, at this speed, I am afraid that if he lets go a little, it is estimated that he will be thrown away.

As the speed increased, the temperature around Yang Mengjue's body became higher and higher, and he even began to wonder if he had turned into a meteor, burning himself while emitting his last splendor.

"We're almost at the Candle Dragon's territory, have you sensed anything?" Song Yixue shouted loudly.

It's not that she's loud, it's that her ears are full of whistling wind, and if it's not loud, you can't hear it. After hearing this, Yang Meng hurriedly stabilized his mind and closed his eyes, and the strange feeling just now suddenly happened again.

"Onward!" Yang Meng also roared. After speaking, Yang Meng felt that the speed exploded again.

Gradually, Yang Meng's strange feeling became stronger and stronger.

"Right here!" Yang Meng said suddenly.

"Squeak~" is like a screeching sound of brakes.

Song Yiyuan's voice came again: "You, are you sure it's here?" ”

Yang Meng opened his eyes, but was startled by the scene in front of him. They happened to be standing on top of a dragon's head at the moment, the dragon's head was so big that the two fangs exposed from the mouth alone were as tall as three or four Yang Meng, and the dragon's eyes were closed, as if it was sleeping, and from time to time there was a thunderous snoring. And the dragon body behind him hovered into the distance, gradually disappearing into the clouds, and I don't know how long.

Yang Meng was really shocked, this was the biggest creature he had ever seen in his life, "This, this is the Dragon of the Candle?" ”

Song Yiyuan nodded: "It seems that this old guy is sleeping very soundly, you can quickly sense whether the entrance to this small world is in this area." ”

Yang Meng didn't dare to slack off, for fear that this terrifying dragon that looked big would suddenly wake up, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and sensed it for a while. Sure enough, there was that strange feeling again, this time he learned to be obedient, secretly opened his eyes first, looked in the direction of his sense, and his face immediately changed.

Song Yiyuan looked at Yang Meng and suddenly became silent, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" Can't sense it? ”

Yang Meng's face darkened a little, pointed to his feet, and said, "No, I feel that the entrance is there." ”

Song Yiyuan followed the direction Yang Meng pointed, and couldn't help but be stunned, "You mean?" This entrance is so immortal, and it happens to be crushed under the dragon of the candle? ”

Yang Meng didn't speak, nodded, and thought to himself, it seems that this time Zhou Shan is coming for nothing, or if you are lucky, see if this dragon will fall asleep, will it turn over by itself?

Song Yiyuan frowned, hesitated for a long time, and suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist and smashed it on his left hand, "Okay!" That's it! ”

Yang Meng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a not very good premonition: "Uh, you, what are you going to do." ”

"Don't talk!" Song Yiyuan rushed at Yang Meng, urged the somersault cloud, and swooped towards the dragon head, and Yang Meng's heart was blocked in his throat and eyes, what the hell is this madman going to do!

Song Yiyuan finally stopped at the side of the dragon's head, just facing one of the ears of the dragon with the candle, only to see Song Yiyuan regulate his breath, sink into the dantian, and let out a shout: "Old ~ stinky ~ insect ~!" Get up~Bed~! ”

That shout really resounded in the sky, Yang Meng was dizzy, and his eardrums seemed to be broken, in fact, Yang Meng was really dizzy, didn't he say that this guy was terrible, didn't he say that this guy was extremely cruel? Fortunately, people are sleeping, and they didn't recruit you, and they didn't provoke you, so what kind of plane did they want to do when they woke them up?

There was such a big movement, and the sleeping dragon finally moved, slowly opened its huge eyes, and it was obvious that it was sleepy, and the huge dragon head was slowly raised.

"Who is making noise here and disturbing the old man's dream."

It was really like a loud bell, and the words hit Yang Meng's heart, making Yang Mengjue's soul tremble, if this candle dragon was extraordinary, just by speaking, it had already made him almost out of breath.

"Old bugs! It's your aunt and me. Song Yiyuan flew to the front of the candle dragon again, crossed his hands on his waist, and said proudly.

Yang Meng is really repentant in his intestines, and he is also crazy, and he wants to act with this guy, but he really doesn't know how to write the dead word.