Dragon?

Ling Qian woke up vaguely and found himself on the back of the little dragon, and the surrounding scene was both strange and familiar.

"What is this place, how is it so familiar?" Ling Qian muttered quietly. He immediately took a deep breath and looked at the little dragon.

At this time, Xiaolong has lost the embarrassment of the day, and has recovered his original domineering spirit of looking down on the world.

"Xiaolong, are you alright? Ling Qian asked with concern.

"Roar. The little dragon roared a few times, but never looked back, just walked forward.

Ling Qian looked around again, only to realize that they were already in the water.

...

And as the depth increased and the temperature became lower and lower, Ling Qian sneezed and shivered on the little dragon's back.

Xiaolong glanced back at Ling Qian, and with a low roar, a golden light ball spit out from his mouth, flying towards Ling Qian.

The light cluster was embedded in Ling Qian's body, and in an instant, a faint golden light appeared on Ling Qian's body, although the light was meager but Ling Qian couldn't feel the cold.

"Thank you, Xiaolong. Ling Qian smiled slightly and stroked Xiaolong's hair.

"Roar. The dragon's roar was filled with pride and deep gratitude.

...

The world at the bottom of the lake, all kinds of monsters, sometimes out and sometimes hidden.

"Xiaolong, where are we going now?" Ling Qian asked suspiciously.

And Xiaolong didn't seem to hear Ling Qian's words, and just cared about moving forward.

Or that place - the bottom of the lake. It's still the red gun, standing proudly.

The head of the gun points to the sky, and the world is the only one. Look down on the sky and despise the sky. **Slayer demons, who dares to stop me?

Ling Qian was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Xiaolong to come to this place.

Putting Ling Qian down, Xiao Long stared at the gun without turning his eyes.

Ling Qian only felt that his whole body was soft, and he collapsed before he could stand firm as soon as he came down, feeling very weak.

But Xiaolong didn't see it, just quietly observed the gun.

Suddenly, the little dragon roared a few times, and his eyes showed a resolute look, as if he had made a decision.

Ling Qian looked at Xiaolong curiously, not knowing what Xiaolong was doing again, but he didn't bother him.

After a long time, Xiaolong turned around, tugged at Ling Gan's clothes, and pulled Ling Qian forward.

Ling Qian was slightly startled, "Xiaolong, did you let me refine it?"

The little dragon looked at the air and nodded.

"Xiaolong, you still have the heart to joke! I'm not even a cultivator right now. Ling Qian smiled bitterly, and then sighed.

Hearing this, Xiaolong seemed to be energetic and pulled Ling Qian forward.

Ling Qian thought silently, looking at Xiaolong's firm eyes and resolute movements. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his lips slightly open.

"Okay, let me try it! The gun is high, but it can be touched. People are weak, but they are strong!"

After speaking, Ling Qian reached out to touch the gun, to be precise, the black head.

Xiaolong nodded slightly, and immediately took a few steps back, looking at Ling Qian, his body began to curl up.

And now that Ling Qian had touched the gun, he felt cold all over his body, and his body began to fall, like falling into a 10,000-year-old ice cellar.

At this time, white flames began to burn on the little dragon's body, and his eyes showed helplessness, and the white light flashed, and he entered the red gun.

...

Bang!

As soon as he touched the Dao Dragon Lance, Ling Qian stiffened and fell, but his mind entered another world, a world of ice and snow, surrounded by ice sculptures.

The ice sculptures are all real people, and their expressions are terrifying and hideous.

Ling Qian was taken aback, seeing so many dead people, his body didn't take a few steps backwards by himself.

Then, in front, a red peerless beast slowly came.

The one who came was Xiaolong.

"Xiaolong, what kind of place is this? Ling Qian looked at Xiaolong and said with a smile.

"This is the inside of that weapon. An unusually hoarse voice came into Ling Qian's ears.

The speaker, impressively, is the holy beast Xiaolong who can't speak in the outside world!

"Oh, I see, take the ice...... Hey, little dragon, how can you speak!"

"Nothing strange, Ling Qian, it's time for us to get down to business."

"Where to go, and, what's going on with these ice sculptures. ”

"Of course, I went to refine this gun, and these ice sculptures, all of them were people who wanted to refine this gun but failed in the end.

Hearing this, Ling Qian's body shook violently, and he looked at Xiaolong with an incredulous expression, "Ah, will I be like them?" ”

"No, I'm here, let's go, you come to my back, we have to hurry. ”

Ling Qian swallowed his saliva and immediately jumped onto Xiaolong's back.

The whirring wind came, and Ling Qian only felt that the objects in front of him were constantly changing.

Blazing fast and hitting the blizzard. The cold wind pierces the face, and the snow covers the eyes.

...

Feeling Xiaolong stabilize his figure, Ling Qiancai slowly opened his eyes.

"Have you arrived?" Ling Qian asked.

The little dragon snorted, and then stared blankly ahead.

Ahead, the blizzard was so violent and huge that it obscured the view and could not see anything.

It felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and Ling Qian didn't have anything to say.

The blizzard in front of him was still unabated, and the wind was whistling, but at this time, Xiaolong's lips slowly opened.

"My friend is seriously injured, and he wants to refine this gun, reshape his body, and hope to be perfect"

The sound slowly spread to the front, and I saw that the blizzard in front of me suddenly increased.

"Do you want me to knock you out, or do you want to come out on your own?" said the little dragon again.

I felt that Xiaolong's breath suddenly became violent, and his eyes were full of anger and restlessness.

..

After a long time, a voice suddenly came from ahead.

"Hehe, that's funny. There was a holy beast with the blood of a unicorn. It's a pity that you're just a holy beast. The majestic sound was mixed with a blizzard. It reverberates for a long time between this heaven and earth, and it is difficult to dissipate.

"Hehe, a holy beast?" Xiao Long sneered ahead, "but against you, there are too many spirit beasts." ”

"Yes, I'd like to see how good you are. After that, the blizzard stopped.

I saw a hundred-foot-long behemoth with two horns and the body of a python revealing in front of me.

"Dragon!" Ling Qian said with a look of disbelief as he looked at the python.

It hovered, volleying in the air, glaring at the dragon.

"Hehe, are you going to repeat their mistakes?"

Xiaolong glanced at him with disdain, "Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"Haha, the subordinates are ruthless. After a pause, the thing in front of him said, "Then I should try how good you are." ”

The monster battle is about to begin!

(Second Update~.)

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