The four of them rested for the night, and then they recovered from their fatigue and were ready to continue their journey. Nian Xiaojiao called Ah Jin, who was resting in the pond, and all the black Jiao surfaced to send it off.

"There's a chance to bring you back to see them." Ah Jin hovered over Nian Xiaojiao's hand, his little head drooping listlessly. Nian Xiaojiao touched Ah Jin's little head and comforted it. Thinking that Ah Jin likes to listen to her singing, so he hummed a nice tune in his mouth, and after a while, Ah Jin squinted and pretended to sleep contentedly. But there is a person who doesn't understand the taste and is making noise on the side.

"Childe, if you put some on your back, I'm going to fall to the ground."

"Childe, don't you have Longyang, why do you always touch my buttocks?"

"Childe, you are lighter, my chest hurts."

"Childe, are you kidney deficient, walking so slowly."

Shang Hong and Zhong Yu are both tall men of nearly one meter eight, Zhong Yu has a fractured left lower leg and is unable to move, so only Shang Hong can carry him forward. It's not tight, it's not loose, it's not bumpy, it's slow. Shang Hong's face became more and more colorful in Zhong Yu's noise. Eventually it became stinky and stinky.

When Shang Hong became unbearable, there was a little master who was not good at serving finally broke out, Ah Jin, who was resting in Nian Xiaojiao's hand, was angry by Zhong Yu's quarrel, and rushed out, biting Zhong Yu's arm hanging in front of Shang Hong, and then returned to Nian Xiaojiao's hand, and opened his small mouth to "hiss" at him, full of warning.

"Ahh The exhaled heat in Shang Hong's ears made Shang Hong's nerves tense, and his pace of progress paused for a moment.

"One more word, and I'll leave you down to feed the black Jiao." Shang Hong couldn't bear it anymore and threatened Zhong Yu.

"Well deserved." Looking at Zhong Yu, who wanted to speak and stopped, Qing Yu gloated on the side, letting Zhong Yu not speak, it was tantamount to asking him for half his life.

Zhong Yu has followed Shang Hong since he was a child. Shang Hong had him when he went to private school, when he practiced martial arts, when he traveled abroad, and later, he even had him close to him when he bathed and changed clothes.

Originally, it was a little girl who bathed and changed clothes for Shang Hong and washed his body, but one day, Shang Hong came back from practice and wanted to wash up, but the girl who was waiting for him was just scooping water on his back to prevent him from getting cold. But it was a restless master, a pair of soft Yi climbed on the young master's neck, startled Xiao Shang Hong turned around and wanted to push away, what he saw, it was a defenseless woman, frightened Shang Hong hurriedly escaped from the bath tub, and rushed out of the room with a large strip of cloth wrapped in a layer of clean cloth at random.

Shang Hong's father rarely came to his dormitory for a year, and he didn't know why his father came that day, and he just met Shang Hong at the door, and he rushed out of the door very untidy and unsightly, and bumped into his arms. The little girl is afraid of her grandfather, and slanders her as a teenager who wants to misbehave. On that day, the moon was snowing, the sky was cold, Shang Hong was covered in a thin cloth, shivering in the cold wind, and stood for most of the night before he was allowed to go back to the room to rest, not only Shang Hong's purple body was frozen that day, but also Shang Hong's trust in women. The little girl taught him a heavy lesson:

In the world, if a woman has a bad heart, she is really a villain.

Shang Hong never knew where his mother was, and whenever he asked about his father, he was severely reprimanded. The young man had no mother, and his father only forced him to practice, so he suffered a lot since he was a child, and developed a cold and indifferent, quiet and calm temperament. Zhong Yu is different, he is a cheerful young man, with him by his side, Shang Hong feels that this world is a little fresh, and the days are not so dull. Whether it is the noisy Zhong Yu, the unreasonable Zhong Yu, or the Zhong Yu who flirts with women from good families, he is envious and likes, that is an experience he will never have, and it is a good medicine to comfort his boring life.

Zhong Yu was rarely quiet on Shang Hong's back. He is the son of Shang Hong's father's old subordinate, and his father told him: The young master is really hard, the pavilion master and I discussed with you to be his attendant, we will eventually grow old, and the two of you can support each other.

Zhong Yu was not originally a lively person, but just looked at that stubborn young man, who was always lonely and silent, not an orphan or even an orphan. I could see that there was a pain in his heart. So day after day, in addition to practicing, he talked to Shang Hong about all kinds of interesting things, and the happiest thing was to talk about the wonderful things, and see the corners of Shang Hong's mouth occasionally raised. Over time, Zhong Yu really couldn't close the chatterbox.

He remained so lonely until, when he met her, his dead heart, like a few dry riverbeds, was slowly poured into a clear spring. Zhong Yu thought of this and sighed silently:

It's a pity ~~ The beauty is married.

Nian Xiaojiao led the way, and the four of them walked to the exit they found when they were collecting firewood, which is still deep in the Tuoshan Mountains, but it is a world of its own. There are some slightly withered branches and leaves on the ground nearby, and low ferns in the distance, and the large and small stones are mottled with dark green and light green mosses. The high top seeps out natural groundwater, ticking into the ground and finally converging in the middle low-lying area, forming a small puddle. There is a cold stone gate across the puddle, and the vermilion characters are written on it:

Holy Dragon Mound.

There are a few small words of flies and insects behind the holy dragon mound, and Xiaojiao reads:

"Holy Dragonfall, the living beings mourn. Chai Tian changed jade, but the winner is the king, and the loser is the coward. The king of the divine beasts should have a shrine to remember the holy lord of a generation. --Tianyin Lonely Book. ”

"This is actually the tomb built by the founder of the Tianyin Sect, the predecessor of the Tianyin Lone for the Golden Winged Dragon King." Nian Xiaojiao looked back and said to everyone.

The four of them were impatient and pushed open the heavy stone door to enter.

"Bang"

This is ~ a bloody broken arm fell in front of the four people, because Shang Hong walked in the front, the bright red blood also splashed Shang Hong and Zhong Yu's feet.

"Damn, don't you want to be so exciting. My timid heart is gone. Qing Yu glanced at Zhong Yu, the leader of the killers who came out of the dark forces of the Sky Pavilion and the Hades Mansion could be frightened by a fresh broken arm, it was really ridiculous.

"Yo, Qing Gardenia's little sister has an eye disease, and if she is sick, she should see it in time, and she must not avoid medical treatment, delaying the condition." Zhong Yu's mouth was still so badly beaten, and he said to Qing Yu, who had not yet withdrawn his white eyes.

Qing Yu is really the master who must repay him, he can solve it with his hands and never move his mouth, a needle flew out, and Zhong Yu was dumb acupoint, Zhong Yu only felt a numb waist.

"Uh-huh." Zhong Yu: Well, well, I couldn't say half a sentence again.

Nian Xiaojiao and Shang Hong were happy to see Zhong Yu deflated, and pretended to ignore it, but their ears were much cleaner.

"Be careful." Shang Hong reminded everyone loudly, but his eyes looked at Nian Xiaojiao.

Nian Xiaojiao nodded lightly at him, indicating that he understood.

Gently bypass the broken arm and continue forward.

After passing the road less than 2 meters at the door, the eyes suddenly opened up, this is a circular building with a diameter of about 20 meters, and in front of them is the flying blades in the sky, and it is the court and the various factions of the rivers and lakes that came in before them. It's just that there is only one or two tenths left, and the rest is probably folded on the road. 、

Through the flying blades, in the middle is a huge overlord chair about two meters high, carved from a huge stone. The relief of various colors of pterosaurs is lifelike, and a natural ruby is inlaid in the center of the back of the chair, which is still brilliant and vivid after being sealed in the ground for thousands of years. It shows the nobility and extraordinaryness of the owner.

On the Overlord's Chair stood proudly a pair of skulls, and the whole chair could not fit its majestic body. Only the limbs stood on the chair, the huge head and long tailbone hanging high in the air, and the two wing bones on the back almost rushed to the roof. The skin and flesh have dissipated with the years, but this skeleton can still stand for 10,000 years, nothing else, just because in the white bones of Sensen, a golden backbone grows very abruptly, shining with golden light. This spine gathers all the cultivation and obsession of the Golden Wing Dragon King when he fell, and it is a natural golden holy sword.

Nian Xiaojiao was amazed by the beauty of the Golden Holy Sword, and when she looked at the head of the overlord of a generation, she even felt that the empty eyes seemed to look at her, probably because the skeleton was too real, how could the Wing Dragon King, who was already dead and could no longer die, still be like a living thing.

It's a scuffle. All the fights revolved around the pterodactyl, and every time someone leaned into the overlord's chair on the periphery, they would be blocked by another force and stagnate, and if they chose to approach in the air, they would not only be injured by the sword, but also fall to the ground and fall badly. The holy relics were in front of them and could not be obtained, and they were all red-eyed, but they were helpless.

Nian Xiaojiao found the Lord of the Wind Altar in it, and the figure of the newly acquainted Zhao Ying and the Lord of the Zhao Altar, they cooperated to block the Xihuang, one move and one style, all of them were directly approached by the Xihuang, and they were all turned into them one by one, and the two fought against one person, and they didn't ask for anything. However, Emperor Xi is not easy, Zhao Ying is good at entanglement, every time he wants to get close to the pterodactyl, he is blocked by it, and the angry Xihuang face is green, but there is no way, in a hurry, the fighting rules are also messed up, and no one can help anyone

The Tianyin Sect Ancestor is still a swollen pig's head, and he is reluctant to give up this supreme treasure, and he wants to fight to the end if he doesn't want this old face. Fighting in the crowd and confronting him was a senior elder of the Firmament Pavilion, Elder Ying, Shang Hong frowned, this Elder Ying didn't know when he came to Tuoshan, he had never seen it before, I don't know if it was sent by his father, or if he came privately. No matter what it is, it is not good news, and the father sent it, the father did not trust him, and came privately, so he had a bad heart.

In front of him, Shang Hong still put Zhong Yu aside and joined the battle circle to help Elder Ying.

"Hmph, you kid, you actually escaped the poisonous hands of the black Jiao, it doesn't matter, this sect leader will kill you here today." When the Tianyin Sect Master saw Shang Hong and Nian Xiaojiao coming, a nameless fire rose, ignoring Elder Ying's pursuit, the move was fatal, and the move directly attacked Shang Hong's vital point, Shang Hong could only rush left and right, avoiding the blade.

The Tianyin Sect Master stuck to Shang Hong's body like a shadow, no matter where Shang Hong flashed, what was waiting for Shang Hong was the Tianyin Sect Master's killing moves, either a head-on knife, or a direct blow to the chest, or a split palm on the back, Shang Hong could only keep the ups and downs of his luck, and he was already sweating profusely after a while.