Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Phantom of the Dragon King

Coincidentally, at this time, the five Wu Tianshi brothers carried Wang Chan who was lying on a stretcher into the main hall, and Xiaoqin, who was concentrating on explaining the beginning and end of the matter, stopped talking. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Tian and the others carefully put Wang Chanping on the ground, and then stood aside with their hands tied.

Xiaoqin walked up to Wang Chan and sat down, gently stroking his resolute face, his eyes full of tenderness. "Brother Wang Chan, do you know, Xiaoqin has really missed you all these years." Xiaoqin raised her head and looked at the Dragon King Phantom and continued: "A few days ago, Brother Wang Chan appeared in the royal capital and had a conflict with me, an unsuccessful disciple, and then the other disciples were also scolded by him, and secretly came over to help him without me. Xiaoqin said this and glared at Wu Tian. Ignoring Wu Tian's sneer, Xiaoqin continued. This narration goes straight to the end of the retreat of the demons and the visit of Jairus.

The phantom of the old dragon king walked to Wang Chan's side and observed it carefully for a long time, before he said leisurely, "The nine-song centipede is a rare kind of yin poisonous insect in heaven and earth, I remember that it is unique to the demon clan and the demon king, I heard that he spent countless efforts to cultivate this poisonous insect." For a long time, he relied on those bugs to roam the desolate world. Hehe, it's a pity that all things are mutually reinforcing, and no one can change them. Emperor Yan of Shennong's clan discovered by chance that the 10,000-year-old Yang grass could inhibit the toxicity of the centipede. This discovery soon caused countless nine-song centipedes to be hunted down by the powerhouses of our clan. ”

"What? Can 10,000 years of yang grass solve the poison of the nine-song centipede? Xiaoqin, who was concerned about Wang Chan's safety, immediately stood up as soon as he heard the Dragon King say that the Jiuqu centipede was highly poisonous, and wanted to grab the Dragon King's hand.

The result is obvious, Xiaoqin grabbed a void, and the old dragon king smiled and said, "Don't worry, Qin girl, if the old man has a way, he will try his best to help you, but the problem is that since the ten thousand years of Yang Grass has been known by many living beings to restrain to the cold things, the number has begun to decrease sharply, and by a thousand years ago, there were only less than ten plants left." As for how many more there are now, I'm afraid you have to ask your brother Shaohao. I remember that after the Heavenly Court was refined, the Great King had already chosen him as the Lord of the Heavenly Court! ”

"Well, now it is indeed Brother Shaohao who is controlling the Heavenly Court. Hearing you say this, I still have to look for him about the Yang Grass in 10,000 years? Xiaoqin asked after listening to the words of the Dragon King.

"Yes, although this little guy is a contemporary emperor, he is only in charge of the mortal world. Only your brother Shaohao rules all living beings in the Flood Continent. That ten thousand years of Yang Grass will definitely be taken away from the time the Heavenly Court is opened."

Before the Dragon King finished speaking, Xiaoqin was about to say goodbye and go to Heaven to pick up the Yang Grass, "Your Majesty the Dragon King, I'll go to Heaven to find him to get the Yang Grass" Saying that, Xiao Qin arched his hand and was about to leave. Before going out, Xiaoqin explained to his five disciples again, "Take care of your Wang Chan master, if there is the slightest delay, I can't spare you when the teacher comes back."

Hearing the assurances of the disciples, Xiaoqin left for the sake of leaving.

"Alas, I'm afraid that Heavenly Court will not agree to the request of the Qin girl this time." After the dragon king saw Xiaoqin leave, he said faintly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, Father." When Jianwei heard her father say this, she was about to go out to chase Xiaoqin.

"Stop, what are you doing?" The dragon king scolded and frightened Jairus, who had already walked to the door, to stop.

"Didn't you say that Xiaoqin won't go to the Yang Grass this time?" Jianwei said with grievances.

"Silly boy, Xiaoqin's character is something you said you couldn't ask for? simply let her go and eat a closed door, and she will naturally come back. ”

"But what about Wang Chan, don't you just ignore him?" As he spoke, he suddenly rolled his eyes, with a flattering expression, smiled, and said, "Father, with your prestige, the entire human race must be worshipping you." ”

The high hat was buttoned down, and the old dragon king immediately burst into flames and said, "That's natural, I think the old man also followed the king to fight in the south and the north, and he has made countless achievements." It is even more kind to the human race. ”

Without waiting for her father to finish, she quickly interjected, "That's!" Is that! Father, your contribution is great in the history of the human race. And you watched us grow up, and you were very good to Shao Hao at the beginning, presumably Shao Hao will listen to you very much! ”

"Well, you're smart enough to think of that." The old dragon king proudly praised his son.

Seeing that his father praised him happily, Jianwei struck while the iron was hot and said, "Father, you see that you are so powerful, why don't you help Brother Wang Chan." Go and ask Shao Hao's kid for a Yang Grass, you see him so pitiful"

Jairus was talking energetically, and suddenly there was an "oops". Then he touched his head and looked at his father with a very innocent look.

"Bunny, I just praised you twice, and you got carried away, didn't you! Why don't you use your brain, Shao Hao is now the co-master of heaven and earth, if I am here, I can naturally let him obediently hand over the Yang Grass, it is not good to have the slightest disobedience. But now I'm just a wisp of divine consciousness with the human emperor's throne as a parasitic body, what to tell him. To put it mildly, when he saw me, it was normal for him to ignore him. The old dragon king said, his expression a little lonely.

"The child knows that he is wrong, father." As if she remembered something again, she leaned over to the old dragon king and asked, "Father, aren't you just a wisp of divine sense, why were you able to hit a child just now?" ”

When the old dragon king heard Jairus ask such an idiotic question, he was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to beat him.

"Hehe, don't worry, father, the child knows, although your old man is just a wisp of divine consciousness, there must still be a source of power." The Divine Sense Transmission of the Eyes said to the Dragon King.

The old dragon king glared at him and said, "Don't be poor, go out to greet the guests, I've been out for so long, and I'm a little tired for my father." The old dragon king didn't explain much, turned around and nodded and smiled at Shao Kang, and then turned into a golden light and disappeared into the human emperor's throne.

Jairus on the side remembered that before his father left, he said that a guest was coming, so he walked out of the hall and exuded his divine sense to check. "Huh? Could it be that my father can't lie to me, there is nothing! After checking for a while and finding no guests, Jairus prepared to go back. Just as Jairus was about to enter the main hall, his divine sense searched and found that in the sky ten miles away, there was a team of two hundred cultivators flying rapidly in the direction of the palace on a shuttle-shaped magic weapon, and there was another person he knew. At that moment, he understood that what his father said was true, and at the same time sighed: Even if his father's divine sense is not comparable to him, he still boasts of his extraordinary strength all day long, but this also strengthens Jianwei's mind to work hard to cultivate.

The distance of ten miles is not very far for a cultivator, not to mention that the person who came was riding a magic weapon that specialized in flying. In just three breaths, the shuttle-shaped magic weapon had already stopped three hundred meters above the palace.

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