When Meng Huan Chilong heard Ma Linlong's words, he retracted his mind and mobilized his divine consciousness to run the Golden Witch Power Sea again.

But he felt a sudden shock in his head, and a large ball of golden magic power rushed from outside the witch's cave and smashed into the sea of golden magic power, causing his head to roar again, and then there was a huge pain, as if the whole head had exploded.

He trembled violently, feeling that in the great pain, the golden magic power did not return to the sea of magic power, but collided with his divine consciousness, like an explosion, those golden magic power under the impact, turned into pieces, and shot in all directions in his head.

The shattered golden magic shot his entire head into a thousand holes, giving him the feeling that his head had become a cavern, and then there was a roar again.

In the midst of the roar, there was a strong tingling sensation that made him almost jump out of control.

He is considered a strong-willed person, and he wants to forcibly use his divine sense to manipulate the magic power that has become fragments, and return to the magic power sea as soon as possible, because he feels that his magic power sea can still contain some magic power.

It was only in the roar that his consciousness became blurred and he couldn't control it freely, and the golden magic power was still crisscrossing his body, hitting his head and making him feel pain.

Ma Linlong didn't feel this change, he only felt that he didn't have any strength, so his hand still didn't leave the witch cave of Menghuan Red Dragon, and those golden witch powers were still rushing towards Menghuan Chilong's body.

The golden witch power rampaged through the head of the red dragon, as if it were a mountain forest, and the golden witch power was a frightened mountain beast, running back and forth hopelessly, trying to find a way out.

He only felt a sharp stabbing pain in his head, and the pain was slowly expanding. This made him really unbearable, and he wanted to jump up and dodge Ma Linlong's hand.

At this time, Ma Linlong's voice was a little weak, but firm. "Little Brother Chilong, the matter I have entrusted is very important, and it is related to tens of millions of clansmen to avoid the scourge of sword soldiers, you must bring it to me. Remember, remember, and you have to promise me that you will use the power of gold to kill the people of the righteous dynasty. ”

Although he did not stop to breathe, his voice became softer and softer. It's just that he felt his magic power, and he was still sending golden magic power into Menghuan Chilong's body, and once again wanted to push Menghuan Chilong away, and a more powerful magic power of his own rushed out along the meridian pulse and rushed into Menghuan Chilong's body.

When Meng Huan Chilong heard Ma Linlong's words, he wanted to make a promise to him, but he couldn't speak.

I only felt that there was a large amount of golden magic power on the top of my head, my head, my eyebrows, and my eyes, and I wanted to open a channel to vent the magic power in my body. There was also an unbearable tingling sensation that made him want to shout, scream, but not be able to speak properly.

In his heart, he gave Ma Linlong a promise, that is, what he promised must be done, otherwise he would not be a man of the Menghuan clan.

Finally, unable to bear the pain, he couldn't help but shake his body, raised his head, got rid of Ma Linlong's hand, and then raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, as if this would make him more comfortable and excrete the pain.

When he opened his mouth and roared, a white light erupted from his mouth, grazing the Ma Lin Dragon and flying forward.

The light shot out like a sharp sword, stabbed a hole in an old tree, and continued to fly forward.

It's just that the red dragon didn't see it, because this long roar made him shake all over, as if something was exploding in his head. He heard a cracking sound, followed by an even stronger sting.

In a sharp stinging pain, he fainted.

After Ma Linlong got rid of his hand because of the red dragon, the whole person softened, all the magic power in his body disappeared, and the signs of life slowly dissipated in the wind, and the person fell softly on the green grass.

The mountain wind blew gently through the mountains and forests, and the sun shone warmly on the earth, but he could no longer feel the warmth of the sun or the chill of the mountain wind. All I have is peace, which is an indescribable peace, a peace that liberates one's life.

Ma Linlong knew that there had been problems with the inheritance of power, so when he fell, he glanced at the fainting Meng Winding Red Dragon, and saw that the young man's chest was rising and falling slightly. It made him feel much more at ease, and the frowning brow slowly relaxed, and his face became vivid.

He said to himself in his heart: My responsibility is completed, and it is up to you to deceive the red dragon.

Because of the disappearance of pressure, Ma Linlong felt relaxed and satisfied, in order to make himself lie more comfortable. He moved his body slightly in the green meadow, and looked at the sky with his eyes open in the blowing mountain wind.

The sky is really blue, the clouds are blowing quietly in the wind, and a few birds are flying alone, and the whole picture is very peaceful. He felt that his heart was also very quiet, as quiet as this sky, maybe this was the life he wanted.

Under the blue sky, he saw the original village, which was a beautiful village, and the green trees on the hillside around it were like the clothes of the village, and the village was dressed like a slim maiden, showing her beauty to the world.

He saw the people of the village, working freely in the mines, in the workshops, in the fields, smiling and singing in the sun, just as in the peaceful and beautiful old days.

Ma Linlong said to himself in his heart: "How long haven't you been back?

It's a pity that there is only wind around, and no one answers this question.

He knows that the pain and happiness of the world, sadness or happiness have nothing to do with him, and he will go with the wind and become a speck of dust in the world.

In Ma Linlong's eyes, the bright sky just now began to dim. Knowing that he was leaving, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the red dragon for the last time with some reluctance. But he saw the golden horn, which was anxiously circling the red dragon, and when he heard him turn his head, he also raised his head to look at him.

When he saw this intelligent mountain beast, he wanted to tell it that its owner was fine, but he was speechless. You can only see a patch of green grass, and the green mountains and forests in the distance, swaying in the wind, bringing a rustling sound.

When he withdrew his gaze and looked at the Thunder Beast Golden Horn again, he found that the Thunder Beast Golden Horn was just a shadow, and it was slowly blurring, he knew that he was really leaving, so he let out a long breath, and then slowly sank into darkness.

Meng Winding Red Dragon didn't know everything that had happened, and he didn't know that this hasty "power inheritance" had changed him, changed the Wu Clan's understanding of witch power, changed his life, and brought him closer to his goal.

He woke up to the soft screams of the golden horn and the touch of his mouth, only to feel the sun dazzling, subconsciously shielded the sun with his hands, and then saw the sprouting trees around him, and the mountains beyond.

When he woke up, he lay on the ground and didn't move, as if he was a little dazed, and didn't understand why he was lying on the grass. He closed his eyes, sobered up for a moment, and remembered everything that had just happened.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, with a surprised expression on his face, and quickly turned over and looked at Ma Linlong lying beside him.

When he was thinking about things just now, he found that he had Ma Linlong's memories in his mind, Ma Linlong's relatives, villages, killer career, and Ma Linlong's exercises, although they were all incomplete, just some fragments, but he was sure that they were not his own memories.

So, after he was surprised, he remembered Ma Linlong, the scout from the royal capital, and everything Ma Linlong told him, and what Ma Linlong had done to him.

When he saw the dragon, he got on all fours and quickly crawled towards the dragon. He saw that Ma Linlong's face was pale, but his expression was calm, and a pair of eyes were quietly staring at the sky, as if there was something above the sky that was attracting his attention.

He timidly reached out and tried it, and found that Ma Linlong was no longer breathing.

Ma Linlong passed away in peace with pain and hatred, but also with hope and final faith.

He only felt a pain in his heart, his legs were weak, and he crawled directly on the ground, staring at Ma Linlong's resolute face with some blankness.

Although they had known each other for a short time, Ma Linlong made a deep impression on him, especially his attitude towards responsibility and the courage to face death, which changed his concepts and thoughts.

Ma Linlong even passed on his exercises, magic power, and divine consciousness to him, so that he inherited all of Ma Linlong, and also had kindness to him. Unexpectedly, in just a few hours, there will be no day of seeing each other, and it has become the difference between life and death.

When I thought about it like this, I couldn't control my emotions anymore, and tears fell from my bean's size. He wanted to cry out, but he didn't dare. He remembered Ma Linlong's words, the Wu man bleed without tears.

He could only flow silently from tears, because his heart really hurt. He was still a teenager, not strong enough to control his emotions.

In fact, when you are sad, who can control your tears, and who wants to control this kind of catharsis? Men don't shed tears, but they don't feel sad. True temperament is a real man, and the tears on his face show the tenderness of an iron-blooded man.

When the golden horn saw his master crying, he immediately threw himself into his arms and licked the tears on his face. He was a little numb, and he showed intimacy by the golden horn.

Being made by the golden horn like this, he also sobered up a little, remembering Ma Linlong's great trust before his death, the first is to help him deliver a letter, which is related to the lives of tens of millions of clansmen, and the other is to kill the people of the Zheng Dynasty, which requires time and strength, and it also has to gallop on the battlefield.

So, he doesn't have time to be sad now, there are a lot of things waiting for him. In particular, it is a matter of time to send letters, which must be moved now.

Pushing away the golden horn that was crawling on his body, he got up from the ground, and according to Ma Linlong's request, he did not bury or move his body. Just untied the blood-colored coarse linen clothes on his body, untied them from his waist, and carefully put them on Ma Linlong's body.

Then he grabbed the life-killing knife, cut some branches, built a simple shed for Ma Linlong to prevent the wind and sun, and inserted a few rows of sharpened wooden stakes outside the shed to prevent the mountain beast from damaging Ma Linlong's body. He also made a wooden plaque out of wood and engraved the name of the Ma Lin Dragon, so that he could find this place in the future.

When he was doing these things for Ma Linlong, he was in a trance, just doing things mechanically, not caring that the fatal knife in his hand was different, nor did he straighten out the memories left by Ma Linlong in his mind.

When he finished all this and knelt beside Ma Linlong, he felt that this funeral was too lonely and lonely. He knew that the funeral rites of the Wu people had to report the funeral, sacrifice to the sky, turn the mountain, and sing lamentations. The previous one can't be done now, and he doesn't have time to do it, but the lamentation has to be sung, and he doesn't want Ma Linlong's funeral to be lonely.

Menghuan Red Dragon can sing, he wants to sing, sing a song that belongs to Ma Linlong, and also belongs to himself.