"After a fog, I fell unconscious, and when I woke up, the Dragon Temple was already in ruins."

The witch replied.

"Anse is the same, me and Beyond, the whole process feels the collapse of the Dragon Temple."

Qiao Chutian looked at the witch's eyes, feeling that she was not lying, and also told her own situation.

"The blue sun rises from the sky, what is the record in your tribe?"

Qin Chaoyue looked at the sun in the sky that was getting bluer and bluer, as if it was about to drip blue dye, and asked out loud.

"A long, long time ago, in ancient times, there was also a blue sun in the sky, and the whole tribe was about to be wiped out, and the dragon god descended from the sky, and dyed the sun red with his blood, saving our tribe ......"

The witch narrated in an extremely ethereal tone, making people's minds drift back to that ancient time, imagining what happened at that time......

"What about the dragon god after dyeing the sun red with blood?"

Qin Chaoyue was most concerned about this, after all, now the dragon god was her man.

"Lord Ryujin used up all the blood of his body to stain the sun red, and after shaking the mountain for a while, he fell to the ground, turned into a wisp of black smoke, and condensed into a dragon-shaped picture, and we built the Dragon God Temple and offered the painting. In the future, every thousand years, Lord Ryujin will appear once ......"

The witch said.

"What happens every time it happens?"

Qin Chaoyue asked nervously.

"Bloody rain, the tribe has been reduced by half."

The witch had a sad and heavy expression on her face.

"In this way, the dragon god should be a god of calamity for you, not a god of salvation?"

Qiao Chutian asked on the side.

"No, no, no!"

The witch shook her head a little in horror, "Without Lord Ryujin, there would be no tribe of us, he is the savior, and the bloody wind he brought is just to cleanse the tribe of its sins and give the tribe a new chance." ”

Qiao Chutian smiled and said nothing.

"Bloody rain, after rebuilding the tribe, what happened to the dragon god?"

Qin Chaoyue continued to ask.

"I don't know."

The witch shook her head and said, "I've heard the last generation of witches say that every time he only came for a few days and then disappeared, no one knew where he went. ”

"Does the blue sun appear every thousand years?"

"No, it only appeared once in antiquity, and now it should be the second time."

The witch looked at the blue sun in the sky with panic and reverence, "I hope this time Lord Ryujin can save us again." ”

Qin Chaoyue's heart thumped and sank.

Blood stains the blue sun, won't Qiao Chushen die?

She looked at Qiao Chutian, wanting to know what he thought.

Qiao Chutian was also in deep thought.

The blue sun may be nothing more than a strange natural phenomenon, and the blood of the dragon god staining the sun may just be an ancient legend.

However, there is no doubt that a person will definitely die if he is bled out.

Qiao Chushen is his brother, and it is impossible for him to watch his brother die here.

However, I don't know where Qiao Chushen is now.

This place is like a ghost hitting a wall, and there is no way to escape.

"Daddy—"

Qin Chaoyue suddenly screamed excitedly from the baby in his arms.

The crowd followed his gaze—

I saw Qiao Chushen, whose body shape had mutated into a giant, strode over from the other side of the hillside, carrying a big bronze sword on his shoulder, his hair color turned blue, his pupils were blood red, and his resolute face had no expression, like a killing god who came out of the Shura field!