Xiao Qinglong froze in Bi Guichen's hands, he couldn't even swing his tail, and if you looked closely, his horns changed color. She actually kissed me, and his brain exploded.

"Hey, it's almost there, you have to get ready." Bi Guichen whispered in his ear.

A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the imperial city, and in the air, a huge green dragon appeared, and the people of the imperial city knelt down and kowtowed to him, praying for him to protect the people. Bi Guichen still maintained the posture of holding things with his hands facing up, looked at his empty hands speechlessly, and looked up at the green dragon who suddenly became excited in mid-air. He's crazy?

On the sacrificial tower, Huang Quan looked at Murong Qiu's divine sense curiously, "What's wrong with this thing in your family that it's so excited, it's eating bad stomach?" ”

Murong Qiu scratched his chin, of course he knew what the current situation of his dragon was, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north at first glance, so he forgot all the warnings he had told him all the way. But look at the heavy troops under the tower, they are all going to fight anyway, so he can do whatever he likes.

"You say, how are we going to fight them?" Huang Quan didn't mind the impatient eyes of the other few people, and touched his chin to look at the neatly arranged soldiers at the bottom of the tower, and secretly sighed that the Dark Night Country was so solid that the soldiers were well-trained at a glance.

"Hey, let your little dragon converge." Of course, the little demon king didn't pay attention to the guy who was talking to himself, at first when they saw so many soldiers surrounded by the tower, they all thought that the emperor was crazy, how could this act of sending him to death be done by Ming Jun? But Murong Qiu said that his second emperor brother was such a person.

I know that taking a step forward is death, but I don't want to stand still and wait for death. There are many ways to die, and if the ending is the same, the necessary process is vigorous. The Emperor fought with the determination to die, and the Little Demon King and the Demon Lord were a little shocked when they saw the perseverance of human beings for the first time. This battle was something they didn't expect, and when they were in trouble three years ago, the Peacock King appeared. Now that they had found the savior earlier, Jizo had been silent, and they had given him great hope, but now they were gradually disappointed. If you have to fight to the death, then no one will back down.

The little demon king looked at the demon king, they were not human beings, if they had anything to do with human beings, they just met these people three years ago. They chose to stay in the world because of these people. Back then, they could support each other, and now it is even more incumbent.

Murong Qiu rubbed the little demon king's head and whispered in his ear, "Stay for a while, you can run out while you're in chaos." ”

"I'm not leaving." The little demon king glared at him angrily.

"You stupid, I asked you to go out to bring them something, that thing should be very important to Diting."

"What?" The little demon king couldn't see anything important here.

"See that book, on the table?" Murong Qiu pointed to the dining table next to him, where a book was lying with a glowing white light. His intuition told him that this book, which did not have a single word on the cover, was important.

"Where? What book? The little demon king wondered, why couldn't he see the book on the table?

Everyone exchanged a few glances, and the magic was that Murong Qiu and Mu Ran could see it, but the little demon king and the demon lord couldn't see it.

"What the hell?" The Demon Lord was curious that there was such a magical book.

"It's like a wordless book." Mu Ran whispered, "It's right to take it, but the four of us are very conspicuous, even if the army under the tower is thousands, if Huang Quan really kills the ring, it will only be within one move, and we will have to resist it when the time comes." ”

When the little white tiger heard Mu Ran's words, he nodded clearly, but he was a little excited, he could finally fit together.

The Demon King and the Demon Lord have been recuperating from their injuries, and they can't be recuperated for one hundred and eighty years, everyone is half-hanging, if they go one more, I'm afraid they will be more auspicious. But that book seems to be important...... Sure enough, there were still too few people, and everyone sighed, and they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

Suddenly, a paper crane flew in from the window behind Huang Quan, Mu Ran quickly grabbed it and hid it in his sleeve, and saw that Huang Quan was still looking at the bottom of the tower, so he unfolded the paper crane from his sleeve little by little, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

"How?" Murong Qiu quietly leaned over.

"It's Senior Brother Lin." Mu Ran whispered, "He has been in charge of the traps and traps of the underground passages in the city, and now he has dug to the bottom of the sacrificial tower, asking us if we need anything." ”

"He's in the ground of this tower now?"

Mu Ran nodded, Murong Qiu thought about it and decided to take a risk. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, put it to his mouth and blew it, the paper instantly turned into a paper crane, bigger than the one Lin Ze put in, he quietly walked to the dining table, put the book on the table on the back of the paper crane, the book was too big for the paper crane to carry, Mu Ran released Lin Ze's again, so the two paper cranes worked together to carry the wordless book and flew out of the window.

The four of them held their breath and watched the paper crane fly forward with difficulty, and they were worried that Huang Quan would suddenly turn back, the little demon king coughed, took two steps forward and lay down in front of the window, standing beside Huang Quan, "Heh, the emperor is a bloody capital." ”

Murong Qiu also walked over, looked down, and sighed, "There are always casualties in war, and this is a lose-lose move." ”

"And what do you think?" Huang Quan looked at Murong Qiu, in fact, he didn't want to fight, he was too tired and troublesome.

"What the hell do you want?" Murong Qiu asked, "You said you wanted to lift the seal, and you said you wanted the whole world, we don't know what you want, what can I think?" ”

"Oh, I don't know." Huang Quan had a rare blank look, "I thought I wanted this, but I wasn't necessarily happy if I asked for this." But if I want that, it doesn't have to be mine. ”

"What, this, that?" The little demon king interrupted him, "Man, you can afford to take it and put it down, listen to who said it before...... Your fetters are gone, and if they are gone, they will be gone, and since they are gone, you can't force them. The little demon king looked at Zhang's fifteen or sixteen-year-old face, but he shook his head and said a big reason, and the other people looked strange.

"How old are you?" Huang Quan snorted coldly, "A big fart child knows what a fetter is? If you can let go of it, then thousands of years have passed in vain? ”

"What the hell are you?" Murong Qiu saw that the little demon king had angered him, and quickly changed the topic, "I saw that you summoned so many petals before, not to mention, it's quite a match for you." ”

"Then I want to ask you, what was the joy of your divine consciousness in mid-air just now, would you answer?"

"Uh......" Murong Qiu was a little embarrassed and shook his head, "I really don't know." ”

"Well, our divine consciousness has been separated from us for too long, and we all have our own thoughts, and we will not know what happened to each other unless we are combined." Mu Ran watched the two paper cranes fly to the bottom of the tower and was quickly grabbed by one hand, knowing that Lin Ze had got the book, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly spoke.

Huang Quan listened to his explanation indifferently, and sighed again, what did he want? He wanted to unify the Six Realms for that person, but that person was long gone. He wanted to find out the man's divine consciousness all over the world, but he heard that even his flesh and blood had turned into mountains, and he couldn't find him. He has lived for so long, he is already tired, and sometimes he hopes that someone can give him relief, but who can resolve the unwillingness in his heart?

At the foot of the tower, the trumpet sounded, and he could have wiped out those people with a wave of his hand, but he stopped again. Let's have some fun, maybe one day you'll have enough.

PS: It's going to be put on the shelves, two more a day after the shelves, thank you for your support.