When the dragon walked away to the sky, the little turtle was obviously relieved, and then looked at Lin Luo in a daze and said: "Boy, you are ruthless, for you, is it easy for me and the golden egg, I was almost caught, and you actually rowed with the two of us." ”

The golden egg also nodded desperately, looking down on Lin Luo a little.

"For me?"

"No, it's really unconscionable. Walk, go into the house, let you see and see. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the meteor hammer on the ground and took the lead into the house.

Once inside, the little turtle took off the mask on his face, "Let you see." ”

Then he proudly waved his front paws towards the golden egg and said, "Load." ”

The golden egg has long been suffocated, and when he heard the little turtle's instructions, he opened his mouth directly and spit out, "jingle bell" and fell, not much effort, all kinds of knives, guns, sticks, armor and cloaks in the house, piled up in a room.

Lin Luozhi's mouth opened wide in shock, "What is this, besides, this golden egg is too good in the mouth." ”

The little turtle looked proud, with two front paws wrapped around its chest, and one hind foot rhythmically slapping the ground, "Look at the way you have never seen the world." ”

Then he reached out and picked up a mace, snorted a few times, and said: "These things, any one of them can make countless monks break their heads and grab it, just take this stick as an example, this is made of heavenly fine iron, and it is really precious." ”

Lin Luo also picked up a spear with his hand, this spear was warm in his hand, the body of the spear was dark red, and the tip of the spear was shiny and shining with cold light.

"What's the use of these things?"

The little turtle shook his head and sighed, and said with some hatred: "I will enter the Burial Immortal Tai tomorrow, what use do you say you want these?"

Lin Luo's head was big for a while, "But you won't need it so much." ”

The little turtle was directly speechless, who still thought that there were many things to save his life, and then one by one he stuffed the weapons and armor that were piled up like a hill behind him, and what was even more incredible was that these weapons and armor, no matter how big they were, would disappear as long as the little turtle was stuffed behind him.

With little effort, there was not much left, and the little turtle pointed to the rest of the ground and said: "Hurry up and pick a few pieces for self-defense, that place is really dangerous, and it is rumored that there is such an ancient centipede, which specializes in sucking brains." ”

Lin Luo smiled and ignored it, but what the little turtle said was also reasonable, shook his head, picked up a worn armor, blew off the dust, and was still on the bed.

After the little turtle hid all the remaining weapons and armor, he turned around and walked out of Lin Luo's door, and did not forget to remind Lin Luo before leaving: "Boy, don't say that the master didn't remind you, when the time comes, you will enter the burial immortal, don't chase your ass and ask for weapons." ”

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The dragon clan has a secluded place, this place is not based on thousands of halls, not by the mountains and rivers, just an ordinary small courtyard.

The yard is not big, the tidy is unusually tidy, there are a few Nanzhu trees hiding in one corner of the yard, which is turquoise and extraordinary, and on the other side, a few bare trunks do not know whether they are alive or dead, which is in stark contrast to Nanzhu.

Long Xiangtian put his hands on his back, stepped into the small courtyard, and saw that the door was closed, as the patriarch of the dragon clan, he also stretched out a hand and knocked lightly on the door a few times.

'Squeak', the door opened, and Long Qing'er, dressed in white, greeted indifferently: "Father." ”

Long Xiangtian smiled and said kindly: "It's okay to be idle, come to you and go around." ”

Long Qing'er blocked in front of the door, did not dodge, and did not mean to let Long Xiangtian enter the house.

Long Xiangtian smiled again and walked back to the small courtyard.

Long Qing'er closed the door casually and followed.

Long Xiangtian stood in front of the bare branches, as if reminiscing, and then said, "Qing'er, remember that you liked this plum the most when you were a child. ”

Long Qing'er also stared at the trunk, and said in a daze: "It was too young at that time, I can't remember it clearly." ”

Long Xiangtian squatted down very casually, stretched out his hand to pull out the weeds and vines wrapped under the plum tree, "I remember that when you were a child, you liked to go to the garden the most, especially love to squat aside and drag your chin to see the plum blossoms blooming in winter, every year when winter comes, you will go every day, and wait for this plum blossom to bloom, you say that you like the plum blossom potential, like the intoxicating fragrance of plum blossoms, but also like the plum blossoms blooming in winter, not afraid of the cold winter, not too lonely true temperament." ”

Long Qing'er didn't say anything, and quietly watched Long Xiangtian help the plum tree weed.

After the grass was cleaned, Long Xiangtian got up and patted the dirt and grass green on his hands, "You also said that this plum is a true gentleman, never competing with a hundred flowers, but waiting for the cold winter, standing proudly above the snow, this is iron-clad." ”

Long Qing'er looked at these bare tree trunks, quietly unwelcomed, did not see the flowers bloom, did not compete with the beauty, and said softly: "This plum blossom is only two or three months, do not earn with him, do not have the ability to bloom in this cold winter, but they are jealous of its unique fragrance, jealous of its exclusive beauty, have they ever known that when they compete for beauty, this plum is just quietly hiding in the corner and waiting for the winter solstice." ”

Long Xiangtian glanced at Long Qing'er, "You have grown up, and your mind is heavy." ”

After speaking, Long Xiangtian turned around and sat at the stone table in the small courtyard, "Father likes your character of not admitting defeat when you were a child, follow me, I like your strength to win even if you are bullied by boys, you don't cry or make trouble, and vow to win, but now that you have grown up, your father is also old." ”

Long Xiangtian smiled and patted the stone bench next to him, motioning for Long Qing'er to sit down.

Seeing that Long Qing'er was unmoved, Long Xiangtian smiled and said, "Your character has followed me, but your stubbornness has followed your mother." Tomorrow is going to be buried in Xiantai, everything should be careful, no matter what else, life is the most important. ”

Then he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that you gave birth to a daughter." ”

As soon as these words came out, Long Qing'er's tightly clenched hands were pinched white, and she seemed to be very aggrieved, "I don't know why my father always talks about me as a daughter, now you are, the elders in the past, why can't you do anything about your daughter?"

Long Qing'er said this very coldly and plainly, but she was more heartfelt than noisy.

Long Xiangtian didn't expect Long Qing'er to be able to say this, in his heart, this daughter of his is so strong and competitive, she longs for herself to be strong, she longs for the golden dragon to be strong, and she wants the dragon clan to be strong, but after all, she is a daughter, after all, she can't be the inheritor, let alone the patriarch of the dragon clan.

Long Qing'er had mixed feelings in her heart at this time, she didn't understand what she was wrong with being a daughter, whether she was wrong with what she did or if she was born as a daughter was a mistake.

Long Xiangtian looked at Long Qing'er, who was still indifferent, and at that moment, he felt that this daughter was so strange, so strange that her face became blurred.

Long Xiangtian chewed Long Qing'er's previous words carefully, and it seemed that there was something indescribable breeding in his heart, but what it was, he couldn't say.

Long Xiangtian got up, patted Long Qing'er on the shoulder a few times, and comforted: "Qing'er, my father knows that you will ignore life and death for the sake of the golden dragon lineage, but you have to remember that now that there is a companion dragon source, everything is already a certainty, and there is no need to make too many sacrifices." ”

Long Xiangtian turned around and came to Nanzhu again, picked off a bamboo leaf at random, and said: "The three elders already know about the accompanying dragon source, after all, this is a major event related to the prosperity of the dragon clan. ”

Long Qing'er stared back and forth, as if protesting against the Nanzhu that Long Xiangtian had plucked the leaves, and did not show too much shock.

"The green and black veins are willing to take such a risk and insist on opening the Burial Immortal Tai, their intention is obvious, it is nothing more than to capture the ancestral blood left by the three ancestors there before the birth of the companion dragon source. After 100,000 years, the power of the dragon clan has long been thin, if it can absorb the blood of the ancestors, the consequences can be imagined. ”

Long Xiangtian twisted lightly, the bamboo leaf in his hand turned into powder, and then picked a piece again, and said: "Enter the burial immortal Tai, you are bound to find the ancestral blood of the golden dragon lineage, at that time, the green and black veins will definitely cause chaos from it, you have to make good use of Lin Luo, let him help you, after the matter is completed, I will find a way to help you out." ”

Looking at Long Qing'er, who had never spoken from beginning to end, Long Xiangtian sighed and said, "Protect Xue'er." ”

With that, he turned and left.

"I know that this matter is unfair to you, but as my daughter of Long Xiangtian, you should be prepared for this, maybe your reputation cannot be restored, but after you return from your self-burial, I can find a way to dissolve the marriage contract for you. ”

The dragon walked away from the sky, looked back at the small courtyard hiding in the dark, sighed lightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't be willful, just drill the tip of the corner." ”

The small courtyard fell into silence again, Long Qing'er slowly walked to the quietly standing Nanzhu, stretched out her hand to caress it, and muttered with a wry smile: "Who knew that those plums had already died, and I love your character so much." ”