It rained in Sichuan City for several days, and Fu Tu led people to search for a few days.

The rain will stop, and nothing will be found, which is a very serious matter.

Inside and outside the city, many people have left, and the empty houses are one after the other.

Standing on the balcony, Chen Weiwei stretched out her hand, and the rain that hit her palm was as fine as a cow mosquito.

"There's no time." Chen Weiwei sighed.

If Xu An was not unconscious, there should be a way to find out Wan Gengfeng, but unfortunately, Xu An still looked unconscious.

If Ying Long was born in Sichuan City, he would definitely destroy the entire Sichuan City.

In Sichuan City, large and small families, as well as dignified-looking security guards, can only desperately fight for this last ray of time.

The hourglass of death, the sand has leaked to the end.

......

On the village and town roads in the north of Sichuan City, rainwater seeps into the sand, making people's feet feel more and more muddy when they step on them.

Obviously, there is nothing wrong with Wan Gengfeng.

He was a cripple, with only one limb left, and it was the man under him who was getting weaker and weaker on the muddy road.

"Are you dead?" Wan Gengfeng sneered.

Along the way, he changed three people in a row, this is the third, a young descendant.

The latter raised his head, his eyes resentful.

Wan Gengfeng squinted his eyes, his hand hung down, and on the back of the descendant, he slashed it again, and when he landed, the skin and flesh were torn, and the blood burst out for a while.

"Seriously, if you still want to live."

The latter shook his body and hung his head.

"Do you see that slope?" Wan Gengfeng raised his hand.

His jaw was shattered, and the latter was speechless, so he hurriedly turned sideways, carried Wan Gengfeng on his back, and walked towards the steep high slope.

"I don't know where she is, but I can guess that she's definitely in this area." Wan Gengfeng muttered to himself.

"Because I also like to kill people, after killing someone, no matter what, I will always be afraid of being punished by God, I must find a sparsely populated location, hide steadily, and wait for the opportunity."

"In this mountain forest, many tall trees have been overthrown by strange forces, and presumably, the battle between the dragons has once affected here."

The body of the young man trembled more and more, and he was extremely frightened at this moment for the madman sitting on his back.

"Let's go, I'll let you go when you get up." Wan Gengfeng smiled.

In fact, there was no way he would let this offspring go, hiding here, he would never let anyone find out.

Not far from the high slope, Lu Datao opened a small slit again with great caution and looked out with his eyes.

The stagnant water in the cellar had faded a lot that day, and the corpse of the old homeless man had re-laid on the wet grass and muddy floor.

Obviously, the rain in Sichuan City is about to stop.

Lu Datao grinned and smiled happily.

After waiting for so long, I finally waited for the vitality of my life.

That Ying Long should be coming over soon, right?

In a valley in the distance outside the city of Sichuan, in the waterhole, there is no longer a small ripple in a circle.

Wan Keer stood silent for a while, and then stepped forward.

The red dragon, which was originally lying on the edge of the waterhole, also raised its dragon head.

Everyone knows that an inevitable shocking war is coming.

After coiling her hair into a bun and changing into a strong outfit that was easy to stretch, Chen Weiwei turned her head and glanced back reluctantly.

"Madam, be careful......" Fu Tu was on the side, his voice a little apprehensive.

Going into battle to kill the enemy has always been done by men, but unfortunately, Jin Pan does not recognize him, in other words, except for Xu An, I am afraid that only Chen Weiwei can step on Jin Pan's dragon head.

"Don't worry, you stay here and take care of the island owner." Chen Weiwei said calmly.

The war between the dragons, even a powerful master like Fu Tu, can't help, let alone those worldly families.

The only one who can save and protect Sichuan City is Jin Pan, and perhaps, there will be a red one.

This is Chen Weiwei's idea.

She could guess that Wan Gengfeng would definitely hide in a corner, waiting for Ying Long to come to the world, waiting for a counterattack.

With the current situation, I am afraid that the crazy woman of the Wu clan will really not be found, even if it is last time, Xu An has tried his best to get there.

Chen Weiwei smiled slightly bitterly.

If the years are quiet, who wants to face the sword.

"Madame, be careful!" Fu Tu repeated it again, his voice deep.

In that level of battle, who would dare to say that it is 100% safe.

In Chuancheng, except for some stubborn or old and disabled people who are reluctant to move around, most of the people have already left Chuancheng, and no matter how bad they are, they also hide in a farther place in Chuancheng, waiting for the victory or defeat of this war.

The birth of dragons has surpassed the understanding of ordinary people.

Like Chen Weiwei, Lu Datao also specially dressed up, washed his face seriously on the sewage in the cellar, and then wrapped the dragon scale cloak tightly, lifted the bone staff and walked out slowly.

After about ten days of long rain, it finally came to an end.

But when the first dazzling rays of sunlight pierced Lu Datao's eyes, she suppressed her voice and roared hoarsely to express her irreparably ecstatic at the moment.

Without any further hesitation, Lu Datao pushed open the cellar with a slight difficulty.

After chewing grass and drinking sewage for a few days, she couldn't even stand a little hard, but even so, her eyes were still extremely fanatical, and she knew that Ying Long, who had ordered a blood sacrifice spell with the Wu people, would definitely come back to look for her.

"Come on!" Lu Datao shouted.

A strong wind, unconsciously, slowly appeared out of thin air, rolling up dead branches and flying roof tiles.

Chen Weiwei closed her eyes slightly bitterly, and then straightened the messy hair picked up by the wind and walked towards the open place.

Not being able to prevent a catastrophe is a relatively guilty thing.

I remember that a long time ago, she often asked Xu An why she always had to fight.

Xu An said that it is not that we like to fight, but that the bad guys are coming, and we can't sit still.

Chen Weiwei raised her head, and the wind-swept Sichuan City was already in shambles.

A golden snake-shaped shadow, hurriedly swept from afar, accompanied by the newly cleared sky, crossed by the sun with a layer of bright gold, looking incomparably superb.

"Aang!" A dragon roar pierced the tranquility of Sichuan City, one after another.

When the golden pan slowly fell, Chen Weiwei carried the scale sharpening sword, jumped lightly, and jumped onto the golden pan dragon head.

Subsequently, Jin Pan carried Chen Weiwei all the way to the sky.

"Oh my God, it's a golden dragon!" In Chuancheng, there are many people who are trembling.

"Is the golden dragon helping us, or is the red dragon also helping us!"

"But...... The long dragon with two wings on its back, coupled with the fire dragon, seems to be quite difficult to deal with......"

"As a woman, she is not afraid...... I'm ashamed. Wang Xi sighed.

Fu Tu was on the side, and it sounded very unpleasant, if something happened to the lady, how should he explain it to the owner.

Thinking of this, Fu Tu subconsciously turned his head, and he suddenly found that there was no figure on the empty bed.

His island owner disappeared at some point.