I thought of the natural disasters that have occurred in the past few days, the devastated disaster areas, the painful □□ of the elderly and children in the orphans' settlements, the young volunteers, and the exhausted but sleepless disaster relief officers and soldiers.

Lu Yuanxing, from what angle can you stand to question Yan Zhao?

Mu Ran followed this person into the house, the hot meal was already set on the table, stiffened and ate the food that the other party sandwiched into his bowl, watched him wash the dishes and come back, and then hugged himself in his arms and watched the faint variety show on TV.

looked at Yan Zhao's expressionless face reflected in the flickering light and darkness on the TV screen. Lu Yuanxing tugged at the corners of his mouth, but his heart throbbed fiercely.

So, is he going to lose his lover because of it? How unfair this was to him.

Lu Yuanxing closed his eyes, he softened his body and collapsed in the arms of this person. He knew that no matter what he said, it was already in vain, and his heart hurt so much, he clenched Yan Zhao's palm, wanting to relieve the bitterness and helplessness in his heart, maybe more resentment. Immediately, he was taken into his arms by this person, listening to Yan Zhao's slow and abnormal heartbeat. So be it, he told himself!

So be it! What else could he say?

"Sleep!" Hugging Lu and traveling away, Yan Zhao said softly.

"Hmm!" He thought that this person probably didn't want to see his sad appearance either, and he took a deep breath, constantly hinting at himself in his head. Go to sleep! When you fall asleep, there's nothing left. But why do my eyes hurt so much?

It took a long time to hear the sound of Lu Yuanxing's shallow breathing. Reaching out and slowly stroking and outlining the man's sideburns. As if to engrave this person in his heart, his fingertips stayed at the corners of this person's eyebrows, slowly lowered his head, and a shallow light kiss fell on it. Then he fished the person out of his arms, walked upstairs slowly, and put the person on the bed. He took out the Long Yuan Sword and gently placed it on the pillow. Touching the water stains on his shirt, his feet stuck on the side of the bed, but finally turned away.

The door was pulled open and slammed shut, and the familiar aura in the air faded.

When he went out, Princess Shang Kunxing was finally no longer cold but had a hint of hesitation, Yan Zhao opened his mouth and smiled slightly, and then ripped off two jade pendants from his waist. Hand it to Princess Kunxing. only said: "One is yours, and the other is Chihe." ”

Yan Zhao released Princess Kunxing from the Panlong Seal, so naturally he had to get her another place to stay.

Seeing that Princess Kunxing clenched the jade pendant in her hand, she turned her head to look at the villa behind her, waved her hand at Princess Kunxing, and only said, "I'm leaving." ”

It's as if going home instead of dying.

The salty wind hit the face, the sea washed the shore from time to time, the sky was obscured by heavy dark clouds, and in the distance there was a growing cyclone.

Yan Zhao sat straight on the damp sand, next to the Changtian Dao Master he had seen in the stone house. It's just a wrinkle on his face, and he is old and pitiful.

"Aren't you suppressing that cave? How did it come out. "Stick your feet into the water that swings from time to time, and it's cold to the heart.

Listening to Yan Zhao's words, the Changtian Dao Chief, who was leaning on his body, slowly opened his eyes. Said weakly: "I can't hold it back, the brothers and sisters have already gone, only leave me alone, come out and see——"

They put in a lifetime of cultivation, although they barely suppressed the cave so that it didn't rage too much. But it still caused a catastrophe in the world. I can't help but feel a little sad in my heart. Fortunately, now the banquet is here.

Chenjia Village, Shiyang Village, Haiwang Tomb, House Town, East China Sea Dragon Palace, Forbidden City, and finally the He family. It took him nearly five months, one hundred and fifty days, to reach today's height, during which he was considered to be nine deaths, but now it took him less than two days to knock him into the dust.

When did this calculation of the Heavenly Dao begin? By the way, it started 1,300 years ago.

Twenty years ago, Chi He died, and twenty years later, Chenjia Village was probably set as a novice village.

1,300 years ago, the fairy world moved out. The Sea Dragon King was suppressed in the underground palace of Shiyang Village. 1,300 years later, he got the opportunity to transform into a dragon from the Sea Dragon King.

Seven hundred years ago, Liu Bowen cut the dragon vein and obtained the coiling dragon seal. Seven hundred years later, after several turnovers, Yan Zhao got it from the tomb of the Sea King. The body of the coiling dragon seal is the stone left after Nuwa mended the sky, and it is already extraordinary. By the way, it also has a brother who gave birth to the famous Monkey King. And now it's just right to use it to make up for the hole.

Four hundred years ago, the town was first established, and it plagued the people. Four hundred years later, Yan Zhao beheaded Wang Mang, and turned into a dragon in a blink of an eye.

A hundred years ago, the resentful spirit was in Kunning Palace, and a hundred years later, it was used by Nangong to bring disaster to the world. Yan Zhao got the dragon qi from the Forbidden City.

A thousand years ago, the He family obtained the relics of the Aojie of the Dragon King of the Ulhe River, and a thousand years later, it became the key to Yan Zhao's incarnation of the Xuanlong.

Except for the section of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, you look at this pile, one by one. Heaven is calculating!

Yan Zhao was thinking that the reason why Heavenly Dao would take such care of himself was because of the Xuanlong bloodline in his body, as well as the Zhongli family inheritance obtained by mistake. Isn't it a pity not to take advantage of such innate conditions?

What Yan Zhao didn't know was the cave on the west coast, which was connected to the core of the earth. The destruction of the earth by human beings, as well as the depletion of spiritual power here, have caused the earth to function hard. Now it's coming to pay back the interest to humanity.

The natural disasters during this period of time were caused by the collapse caused by the extraction of the spiritual energy in the mountains, rivers and leylines. Although these are barely enough to function on the earth, where will it be satisfied. It looks at the vitality in the human body. It's just that in this way, the human race is worried.

As the ideology of the Heavenly Dao here, it has long expected this day to happen. It can't be indulged in. For this, it has everything in place. Yan Zhao didn't grow up as soon as possible, so they needed to sacrifice themselves to suppress the Xuandong. Wait until Yan Zhao grows up. It's time for him to take over the Heavenly Dao Chief's class.

Therefore, what Yan Zhao has to do is to ask him to use the Jindan period of cultivation to resist the evil qi naturally generated around the Xuandong with his Xuanlong body, so as to escort the only remaining treasure in the world, the Panlong Seal, to fill in the Xuandong.

As for what happened after that, so many things have been done, and human beings have suffered so many natural disasters, if it is not enough for them to wake up? Heavenly Dao will never care about this matter again. This is the last bit of chance it gives humanity.

Yan Zhao sneered in his heart, but a sense of powerlessness rose, in the end, Tiandao treated him well.

Yanjia Village is now thriving, and his family has been lifted out of poverty. The four families in the capital and three families were wiped out. indirectly helped Lu Yuanxing to avenge himself, and even the last time Yan Hao was able to return from the east coast early because of palpitations and avoided the tsunami, I think it was also blessed by heaven!

In this way, all in all, he earned it!

Yan Zhao said to himself: "Do you regret it? "Just for this, I filled in the lives of seven or eight senior brothers and even himself.

Turning his head, looking at the Changtian Dao Elder who was motionless and suddenly out of breath, Yan Zhao didn't know whether it was to himself or to the Changtian Dao Chief, he just muttered: "Probably, I don't regret it!" ”

He got up from the ground and patted the mud and sand on his body. Look at the clouds that are getting thicker and thicker in the distance, where disaster after disaster is accumulating. Now, let him put an end to it.

A black wooden box suddenly appeared in his hand. Slowly opening the lid of the box, a golden light broke through the sky, and a round ball was taken out from the wooden box, perhaps it could be called a dragon ball. It is the essence of the dragon's body, and now it is only used to help Yan Zhao transform into a dragon.

Slowly lifted the dragon ball into the air. The next moment, the dragon groaned, and a blue-yellow dragon figure pierced the sky. Shuttling among the clouds, there is a golden light in all directions.

When it reached the highest place, Jiaolong fiercely retracted its claws, and its sharp nails pierced directly into the dragon ball in the palm of his hand, and the dragon energy and spiritual power contained in the dragon ball immediately rushed towards Jiaolong's meridians.

The pain stained the dragon's eyes red, and he twisted his body and rolled in the air, surrounded by lightning and thunder. The wails resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It was already late at night, but the sleeping crowd that was relatively close to here was awakened by the frightened screams. I turned on the lights and was stunned at the vision of the sky in the distance.

The dragon is transforming, and the armor on its body expands violently with its body, from the head, to the body, and finally to the tail, the original blue-yellow lin's pieces gradually turn golden.

The whole process did not take more than ten minutes, and a golden dragon with a length of more than 100 meters appeared in the air, and there was another long roar. After several rolls, the thunder and lightning of the hook are combined, and the heavy rain pours down in the blink of an eye.

What was clenched in the claws had become the square coil dragon seal. In front of him was a mighty black cyclone, the stone houses he had seen before had disappeared without a trace, and beneath him was the tumbling sea, and the depths were dark deep streams. I don't know how much evil energy is filled inside.

The dragon body rolled, looked at the underground cave, and then looked at the coiled dragon seal in his hand, and suddenly looked back into the distance, where there was Lu Yuanxing, he had said that he would be with him for the rest of his life, but in the end he was going to break his promise. Yan Zhao was worthy of everyone, but he lost him.

There was a resoluteness in his expression, and he finally turned around, closed his eyes, and plunged into the cyclone.

This time, there was no scene surrounded by fish, and the bone-chilling sea water continued to impact Yan Zhao's body. Following the cyclone, he went deeper and deeper into the bottom of the sea, straight through a deep hole, thinking that the cave felt the threat of Yan Zhao, and the surroundings suddenly became dark, and the evil qi surging everywhere began to condense and form, and then attacked Yan Zhao again and again.

Although the Xuanlong's Lin Armor was an excellent body protector, it could not withstand the erosion of evil qi again and again, and the golden Lin Armor began to dim until it finally turned gray. But the evil spirit still did not give up, and began to invade the flesh and blood of the dragon.

Feeling the ferocious collision of the evil qi in the meridians, Yan Zhao only felt dizzy, and the pain spread from his bones. Yan Zhao gritted his teeth and desperately swam to the deepest part of the cyclone. Even so, the speed of swimming slowed down.

The deeper he swam, the more difficult it became, and the evil spirit was still pounding on his flesh and blood. Yan Zhao felt that he had lost his senses, only his tail was still swinging, and it was pitch black all around, as if he could no longer see ahead. There was a hissing of evil energy in his ears, which was constantly disturbing his mind.

He wanted to close his eyes, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the ruins, the crying old people and children, Yanjia Village, and Lu Yuanxing. He could only bite the tip of his tongue. Blood spread in his mouth, and he told himself, soon, soon, soon,

The agitation of the cyclone around him became slower and slower, and Yan Zhao's body stiffened, except for clenching the coiling dragon seal in his hand, he had no strength. It's just falling down with its own weight.

Desperately protecting the last trace of divine thought, Yan Zhao finally saw a small hole at the bottom of the cyclone, which was there. There it is! Yan Zhao swayed his stiff body desperately, surrounded by an even more raging evil aura. Every time the pain is piercing, it can only be exchanged for a little closer.

Nine steps, eight steps...... Four steps, three steps, two steps, one step, and here it is—

He slowly put the coiling dragon mark in his claws into the hole, only to see a dazzling golden light shine out, but the beard on his lips could no longer shake. moved his fingertips and closed his eyes in satisfaction—

I saw that a bright light suddenly rose from the depths of the seabed, breaking straight through the sky, and the heavy clouds gradually dispersed under the illumination of the bright light. The wind and rain suddenly stopped. Everything has returned to normal.

Seeing such a strange scene. Some people are surprised, some people are excited, and some people's hearts are like knives.

Lu Yuanxing held the long sword, sat on the ground, looked at the bright starlight outside the window, hooked the corners of his lips, and closed his eyes. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and the bitterness in his heart was indescribable.

………………………………

The morning sun lingered all around, and I moved my nose, and there was a familiar smell all around, and my whole body felt heavy. Slowly opening his eyes, he looked condescendingly at the huge bronze incense burner in front of him, there was still an unburned long incense in it, and the yellow cloth towel under his feet.

Just as he was about to stand up, he heard a sound of Xi Suosuo, and Yan Zhao turned his head to look at himself. On the top of the head is a heavy crown with a long beaded curtain hanging from it, which the ancients called Liu. Holding a white jade board in his hand, he is wearing a yellow and red twelve-chapter pattern robe, and he is stepping on gold-trimmed pointed-toe boots on his feet, and he is alive and well as a character in a play.

Isn't this what the statue of the god in the Dragon King Temple looks like?

In the past, Yan Zhao still didn't understand why this idol had become more and more connected to him. Now I know.

Yan Zhao's sacrifice is a great righteousness, and he will surely bear the merit of saving the world. Yan Zhao used to always say that merit was exchanged for life, but now it is used on himself, but he is willing to do it! I am still very grateful.

Lifting the hem of his clothes, he jumped off the altar with a pop, staggering to his feet, showing a little clumsiness. It's not as light as ever. It's just back to being an ordinary person.

"Akiko, why are you here?" It has been more than half a month since Yan Zhao left Yanjia Village. This Dragon King Temple naturally needs someone to clean it, just thinking about wiping this hall, went to the backyard to carry a bucket of water and came back to see his son who should have been far away in the capital, looking at the rather strange clothes on Yan Zhao's body, I always felt a familiar feeling, turned my head to look at the offering platform, it was empty, Yan Mother moved her mouth, thinking of her son's ability, and I didn't know what tricks to play. However, this one is worn on Yan Zhao, and it does have a little style.

"By the way, you're back, how about the long journey?" Mother Yan asked suspiciously.

When he received Yan Zhao's call, Lu Yuanxing had never felt that there was a moment like this that made him feel so turbulent.

Flying non-stop from the capital to Heshi, and then rushing to Yanjia Village, even the originally long stone steps of Xishan were not as difficult as they used to be.

As he got closer and closer to the Dragon King Temple, Lu Yuanxing couldn't help but slow down his pace until the towering roof of the Dragon King Temple came into view, then to the plaque, and finally the person who swept the floor with a broom.

Immediately, I saw this person raise his head, his face was full of stunned, and finally hooked the corners of his mouth. He just stood there, and that was everything.

Lu Yuanxing's throat swelled, pinched his palms, and stood in place like this, until he was tightly embraced by this person and listened to what this person said.

"Na, Lu Yuanxing, I'm back, I'm coming back to spend my life with you-"