If you want to say that the person who is most afraid of Xiao Liu, Qiantang Immortal Venerable is ranked second, then absolutely no one can rank first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info so many years from childhood to adulthood, Lonely Stream has also practiced a skill that Chengyao and Yunxiao do not have - to distinguish Qiantang Immortal Venerable among tens of millions of people.

Sometimes a large group of people stood together, and Silent Stream only needed a glance from a distance to find out where the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable was, and then carefully hide his target. Or maybe a large group of people were having fun, and Lonely Stream suddenly became serious and serious, and everyone knew that Qiantang Immortal Venerable had appeared within their three zhang range.

For this special skill of Silent Stream, Qing Huan has always felt that it is not surprising.

After all, with silver hair that looks so handsome, who else can there be besides Qiantang Immortal Venerable?

At first glance, when he heard this thunderbolt-like "Qiantang Immortal Venerable", Qing Huan almost fell out of the placket of the lonely stream.

"What did you say?"

Silent Stream shuddered and pointed his finger at the green dragon.

Qing Huan was even more surprised. Qiantang Immortal Venerable, the Qinglong General of the Mountain and Sea Country? How can it be! As everyone knows, what Qiantang Immortal Zun hates most in his life is demons, how can he become the general of this demon country?

So—

"Xiaoliu, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Silent Stream nodded stiffly.

It was too far away, and Qing Huan couldn't see the half of General Qinglong's face clearly, but looking at the figure, it was indeed somewhat similar. But the most important point -

"But this Qinglong General, his hair is black......

"Ah......h

Qinglong had already withdrawn the cold gaze that had been placed on the teenagers, and asked a nobleman beside him, "What's the matter?" ”

Today, in the country of Shanhai, at least more than thirty percent of the nobles were knighted because they were sheltered by the green dragon after the war. For more than 3,000 years, the Qinglong line has been deeply rooted and intertwined. In the eyes of the major forces, he seems to be the representative of the interests of the aristocracy.

There were casualties on both sides today, and the man who was questioned immediately nodded and reported the situation. But a few words brought his own trapping behavior, and added fuel and vinegar to exaggerate how the merman's side hurt people.

The sharks were filled with righteous indignation, but they were helpless. Mo said that General Xuanwu was not in the country recently, and no one could make decisions for them, even if General Xuanwu was there, I was afraid that it would be difficult to compete with the Qinglong forces.

After hearing this, General Qinglong frowned the word "Chuan" between his brows, and ordered in a cold voice, "Let them go." ”

"W-What?" The aristocrats were shocked. They paid such a great price for bloodshed, and even the right guard was killed because of the captured sharks, and General Qinglong wanted to release them all?

Not only were the nobles surprised, but the merman was also dumbfounded, almost unable to believe his ears.

Compared to the shock of the inhabitants of Shanhai Country, in the words of Silent Stream, he almost wanted to "poke himself in the eyes" at that time. The teenagers had already seen clearly at this time, the so-called Qinglong General was completely a black-haired version of the Qiantang Immortal Venerable! Even if he only showed the upper half of his face outside, they recognized it at a glance, because it was so familiar!

Faced with the surprise and reluctance of the nobles, General Qinglong asked very coldly, "Is there a problem?" ”

"No, no, no ......" The nobles were resigned, even if they were reluctant in their hearts, but they were also forced by the absolute authority and strong prestige of General Qinglong, and did as they were told.

The giant nets were scattered, and the sharks fell back into the sea one after another, and most of them did not dare to stay for a moment, so they swam back to the range of the desert as fast as possible. Both sides treated the wounded separately.

In the face of the thousand thanks of the shark people in his ears, General Qinglong turned a deaf ear, only a pair of sharp eyes, and once again stared at the young people who were mixed in the merman crowd.

"I'm starting to feel that he doesn't seem to be a Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable anymore......" Qing Huan shrank into the hem of his lone stream and inhaled his breath.

"Why?" Silent Runner.

"Because he's like...... It's even more fierce than Qiantang Immortal Venerable. ”

Silent Stream was about to speak, but he heard a shout from the nobles, "He killed the right guard!" ”

The arms of many men, thick and thin, human or beast, all pointed to the moon without flaw.

General Qinglong drove the flying dragon under his feet, gradually approaching the teenagers, his eyes like sharp blades out of their sheaths.

This time, the teenagers can see it more clearly, even if he is not Qiantang Immortal Venerable, it is definitely carved out of the same mold as Qiantang Immortal Venerable!

Whether it is Chengyao or Yunxiao or Lonely, he is not a person who is easy to fear. But at this time, their hearts were filled with uneasiness at the same time. Not only because of the face that resembled the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable, but also because it was also very similar to the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable, but it never appeared in the eyes of the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable.

Although the Qiantang Immortal Venerable was also cold and serious, looking at the eyes of the disciples, he had never had such a terrifying indifference and killing intent!

The wyvern circled halfway through it, and suddenly a loud eagle roared in the sky.

Many people's bodies couldn't help but sink again, and they knelt down directly on the back of their mounts.

"It's the king's order......"

Qing Huan looked up, but saw a huge black goshawk swooping at high speed, and it was very close to them in a blink of an eye. Black Hawk had a red flower the size of a bowl in his mouth. The petals are bright red, but the stems and leaves are as black as the wings of a black eagle.

The black eagle flew to the side of the green dragon, and the green dragon curtsied and saluted, reaching out to take the red flower. Reading the royal decree between the wrong fingers, the red flowers instantly turned into stars and drifted into the sea.

Qinglong said lightly to the nobles, "Go back to the Inland Sea." He drove the black dragon and flew in the direction of Diji, without looking at the boys again.

The "inland sea" in his mouth refers to the general term of Digi, Dianfu, Houfu, Suifu and other places, and the two places of obedience and desert service are called "open seas".

The nobles came back to their senses, and followed the green dragon in twos and threes, and the sky over the sea was deserted for a while.

The young men were still facing the emperor, standing silently, except for Yue Wufang, who was still leaning heartlessly on his black brocade.

"You guys, here." The girl's voice came from far and near, it was Ning Hao Imperial Sword who came over, looking at the three big and one small four faces, all of them looked complicated and incomprehensible, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, I heard that something happened here just now, is it serious?" ”

"Quite serious. But for us, it's not the thing that is serious. Qing Huan slipped out of the placket of the lonely stream and jumped, "Rather, we seem to have seen the Qiantang Immortal Venerable." ”

Ning Hao's surprised expression was only half revealed, when he saw several sharks approaching them on the tide, and Fengping and sand were also among them. Most of the young people's minds were still on the Qinglong General, and the sharks had already surrounded them and walked towards the settlement. Everyone harvested all kinds of ornaments woven from pearls, seashells, and flowers at once, and Qing Huan sat directly on the wreath at the neck of the lonely stream and swinged. (To be continued.) )