The soldier standing in place looked at the sky in despair, and the figure that was gradually moving away, shouted loudly: "Young master, the time of the black jade is about to pass, and you can't control the white dragon." ”

But how could a young man far away in the sky hear the shouts of the soldiers.

Pulling out the clouds, a gorgeous medical hall stood below, and it had reached its destination, and the young man was very happy to ride the white dragon down.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he was about to land, the white dragon suddenly went crazy and swooped into the sky again.

"It's not good...... the young man's hair was pulled back by the strong wind, and he hugged the white dragon's thick neck tightly in fear, "I actually forgot the time of using the black jade." ”

The young man hurriedly took out a vial from his clothes, and his trembling hands slowly poured a black pill from the vial onto his palm.

The white dragon seemed to have noticed something, and the speed was getting faster and faster, so that before the bottle could be taken back, it was blown away by a strong wind, "Wuyu, damn it!" He stretched out his hand, but couldn't reach it.

The white dragon sped up and came to a huge fire door.

"Damn it, stop me!" The man condensed the strength of his whole body on his legs, tightly clamped the horse's back, and angrily injected the black pill into the white dragon's body.

The white dragon stopped straight in front of the Starfire Gate.

The raging flames in front of the Starfire Gate met the young man's eyes, and the young man stared blankly at the colorful flames on the Starfire Gate, revealing an extremely greedy expression, and slowly stretched out his hand in front of the Starfire Gate.

Just as he was about to touch the Spark Gate, the remaining black jade slag in his hand woke him up and quickly stretched his hand back.

With a palpitating expression, he patted his chest.

He is the son of the lord of the city of Utanli - Anton. Asterde, one of the young talents of the Empire, is extremely talented in mechanics, magic, and martial arts, but he is so afraid of this door.

It also stemmed from a prophecy of destruction that his father had told him.

When the white horse crosses the spark of hell, the blood will begin to spread, and the root of the curse will be buried under the emerald green bamboo bed, and the empire will end in the twilight of the setting sun......

After listening to the prophecy, he didn't take it seriously, but took it as a ridiculous bedtime story, but from that day on, one nightmare after another about the prophecy of the end of the world kept visiting his dreams.

Every time I fell asleep, I woke up in the nightmare of the prophecy of the end of the world, and of course the more terrible was yet to come, and the dream began to gradually become a reality, the raging fire, and the disappearing blue-haired girl, all in their own dreams, all the same.

However, Anton thought it was just a coincidence, but what he didn't expect was that the Hell Starfire Gate that brought disaster really existed.

He was stunned, if in the first prophecy, the "white horse" in the spark when the white horse crossed the hell would not refer to the white dragon!

Anton looked at it in fear, but fortunately he had just grabbed it in time.

But the strange thing is that the white dragon has never appeared in his dream at all, so this scene is ......

No, in this scene, I only saw the 'door'.

"Son, where are you? Come back and have important matters to discuss for your father! Just as Anton's brain was racing, his father's voice sounded in his spirit.

"Father? Don't worry about it so much, let's go see the princess first! "Anton drove the ......white horse and flew towards the Qinglong Medical Hall.

"Haha, welcome the gates of hell, you can open it immediately, and you can purify this filthy world in no time." After Anton left, mysterious voices continued to echo in the vast blue sky.

Qian Ling, who was lying on a big rock, struggled to prop up his body, wiped his hazy eyes, and wanted to land with his feet, but he never thought that his lower limbs would be weak, and he made a broken sound and fell to the ground.

"It hurts! This body is really getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that I won't be able to live to the Valley of Ten Thousand Withered Poison. Qian Ling moved himself hard in front of the stone and leaned against it, "Huineng Huijing, where are you?" I miss you so much! ”

A tall figure covered Qianling's thin body.

"It's you! It's a pity I'm ...... now There's nothing more to help you. Qian Ling said with a smile, but how many people can understand the helplessness and bitterness in this smile?

Laughing silly all day long, but can't hide sadness, if a fool can be carefree, then maybe it's a good choice! It's a pity that this unjust world doesn't give you the right to choose.

Qianling's heart is full of despair, maybe waiting for death is also a good choice!

"How could such a beautiful young lady die?" A familiar voice came from above, and Ning Zhi elegantly took out a blue rose from the mouth of his clothes and stuck it on Qian Ling's head.

"It's you, you profiteer, driving without a license." As soon as he saw this Sven scum, well-dressed beast, Qian Ling was angry, and suddenly the injury was not painful, and he rushed up flexibly and grabbed Ning Zhi's collar.

"Calm down, beautiful young lady, you will have wrinkles when you are angry!" As he spoke, he took out another red rose, and Qian Ling angrily crushed the rose, which was a punch and kick, and Ning Zhi's screams broke the lonely silence of this empty cave.

Ten minutes later, Qian Ling was tired, patted the dust on his hands, sat on the big rock, and rested with Erlang's legs crossed, "Profiteer, if it weren't for you, Miss Ben would have gone to the Valley of Ten Thousand Dry Poisons a long time ago, maybe the poison has been solved now." ”

"Okay, it's my fault, my eldest lady, are you satisfied now?" I saw that in the dust, Ning Zhi, who was beaten to an inhuman appearance, made a somewhat bloated sound with his head full of bags, which made people laugh.

Seeing him like this, Qian Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the man with the scar next to him also laughed insolently.

At this time, a group of people who couldn't speak like the scar man loomed from everywhere, and when they saw Ning Zhi being beaten, they also laughed in unison.

Qian Ling looked around and saw that there were so many people, suddenly paused, and then continued to laugh.

Five minutes later, the laughter hasn't stopped.

Ning Zhi couldn't bear it anymore, so he shouted, "Hey, have you laughed enough?" ”

"Enough laughter, enough laughter." Qian Ling touched her stomach, "Don't laugh, don't laugh, I don't have the strength." Qian Ling shook his hand, but his mouth continued.

At the top of Sunset Mountain, the sunset near dusk bloomed its last glorious brilliance, "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk." I envy that even when it is close to dusk, it can emit such dazzling and brilliant colors, and I ......" Qian Ling lowered his head.

"Really? Actually, you look good when you laugh, so why do you keep being sad? The sunset still leaves its most beautiful side to the world, so why don't you give your best side...... Keep it to yourself. Ning Zhi patted Qianling on the shoulder and sat next to her.