The fairy bell bell has a mysterious origin, few people know it in this world, even the legend about this bell is difficult to find, and almost all the people who hold the fairy bell have suffered misfortune. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The fairy bell is a bad thing with an ominous aura, or the fairy bell is some kind of taboo, even if it is the fairy forest, few people know about the fairy bell.

I didn't know the old man before, and none of the people present knew about Xian Zhong Ling, even if Xian Zhong Ling had been in the Xian Zhong Holy Land for so many years, no one had ever seen the body of Xian Zhong Ling, let alone the god of Xian Zhong Ling.

However, the appearance of the fairy bell bell has a huge relationship with this ancestral dragon, and a raging fire of gossip ignites in everyone's hearts. The fairy bell said "You, not him!", which ignited everyone's curiosity.

"You're trying to take advantage of me? ridiculous, pathetic, pathetic. Immortal Zhongling's tone was indifferent, revealing a chill, full of killing intent, and Zu Long seemed to have committed her taboo.

"The past is the past, either let it turn the page and cut off the cause and effect that shouldn't be, or let it come more violently, do you say yes? I am him, he is me, is there a difference?" Zu Long replied lightly, his eyes flickering, and the dragon's whiskers fluttering, lifelike.

"It's just a white skeleton, and it's ridiculous to preach in front of me. Fairy Zhongling said coldly, "Why don't you be fulfilled by this fairy, see what moths you can play." ”

The fairy bell opened its hand, the body was suspended in the air, and the ornament shook slightly, striking on the inner wall of the bell.

"Knock! knock......"

A long and heavy bell rang.

"Bang Bang ......"

Every time the Immortal Bell rang the bell, Lan Jiechen's heart beat violently, the Ancestral Dragon's Five-Clawed Golden Dragon God trembled violently, and the Ancestral Dragon's face showed a painful expression, along with the entire Winter Ancient Star.

Drops of golden viscous blood marrow dripped down from the dragon's mouth, and with a sound, it spilled on Lan Jiechen's Dao Tree, and flowed into Lan Juechen's body along the Dao Tree.

"Click......"

The bones in Lan Jiechen's body were squeezed into pieces, and Lan Jiechen, who had lost consciousness, kept twitching and spasmodic, and his face was distorted to the extreme.

"The death knell is for you. Fairy Zhongling's eyes were even more sad, but his tone became colder.

The ancestral dragon cracked the huge dragon's mouth, endured the severe pain, and said slowly: "Isn't this a relief, isn't it a new life, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

In this world of constant reincarnation, I'm tired and tired, and I don't want to carry so much, so let it all drift away with the wind. ”

"Do you think that if you do this, the matter will be solved? What about him? Aren't you him, isn't he you? At the end of the day, you still can't get out of the cycle of cause and effect in this world.

This is fate, you can't, he can't, none of you, including me. Xian Zhongling continued.

"You're wrong, you're so wrong, I'm him, but he's not me, and we're very different from Kemben. It's like, you think I'm not the person you think you are, but I'm him, but he's not me.

You say yes, it's time to settle everything. Zu Long replied.

The fairy bell did not speak again, the fairy bell in his hand still rang the bell, the same melody, in the eyes of different people, different angles, but different meanings, different results.

The sound of this death knell, in the eyes of everyone, is the voice that accompanies him on the road to Huangquan and is not lonely, it is all the voices he has heard in his life, relatives, friends, enemies, animals, all the voices.

Gentle but heavy, long but majestic, sad but pleasant, contradictory, reluctant, all complex, all in life, all contained in this bell.

Buried with his own corpse, maybe one day, the past will be opened by others like his own corpse, but ah, that's another new life, isn't it?

In the eyes of the ancestral dragon, this is not the death knell, this is the bell of hope, this is the wonderful fairy sound, this is the wonderful sound of relief that made him breathe a long sigh of relief, all the past events are vivid, and slowly close the dragon's eyes.

Pain in the body is nothing compared to pain in the heart, pain in the bones is nothing compared to pain in the soul.

"Old memories are like a window, which is difficult to close when you open it. Who stepped on the dead branches sounded softly, and the fireflies painted the incense of the painting screen. For whom to put a sleeve fragrant, the letterhead of the red leaves is affectionate, and he said that he will wander like this, to a beautiful place.

Whose voice sings softly and softly, whose tears flow quietly. Those years were all in the past, and they snuggled up to each other and said that they would face the wind and waves.

The ground is withered and yellow again, and the maple leaves are red and full of autumn frost.

In this old dream, life is like a drama singing, who else will appear. The dim candle flame shook softly, and who was hesitant under the big red hijab. The tearful flowers and the hall of glory are quietly set aside. Memories are played like silent films, carving inch by inch of old time,

He said that he would wander like this, to beautiful places. Whose voice sings softly and softly, whose tears flow quietly.

I wish to turn a pair of birds into a pair of birds to fly, and I can't catch up with the crying and screaming behind me.

In the middle of July of another year, the wind was cool, and the slanting sun was getting shorter and longer. In this old dream, the sound of the lonely oar is far away,

Go to another country and forget ......

”

The ancestral dragon hummed softly, the tone was not accurate, but it contained his own life, which was touching, infected everyone, and filled the world with sadness.

"Knock! knock......"

The death knell has been ringing, for whom is the death knell ringing, and for whom is the death knell seeing off?

The figure of the ancestral dragon slowly dimmed, and at the last moment when the body dissipated, the voice of the ancestral dragon sounded in the heart of the immortal bell.

"Rei ......"

"I am him, he is me, I am not him, he is me. ”

“......”

When the words fell, the breath of the ancestral dragon completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and the top of the sky was shining with bright stars, and if you looked closely, it was a piece of bone.

"Ancestral Dragonbone!"

"Ancestral dragon bones! A complete ancestral dragon skeleton!"

"What are you waiting for!

“......”

This person was very loud, but the people around him looked at this person with idiot eyes, and did not open their mouths to mock, and many times everything was completely silent.

The ancestral dragon bones turned into popular ones, piercing the sky and descending, submerging into Lan Jiechen's body, accompanied by bursts of brilliant dragon groans, Lan Jiechen's body flashed with golden light, and the gold on the stones continued to fade, flowing back into Lan Jiechen's body.

Suddenly!

Lan Juechen's body burst out with golden light, stabbing people unable to open their eyes, and when the light faded and everyone regained their eyesight, Lan Juechen was gone, Stonehenge returned to its original appearance, and there was a mini real dragon less than one meter lying on the recovered stone.

The round dragon horns, the round dragon horns, the huge and disproportionately cute eyes, the short dragon whiskers, a completely budding real dragon lying quietly on the stone.

This appearance is seven or eight points similar to Xiaoyu, and it really looks like a mascot, Rui Beast.

"This ......" The old man was also shocked by the changes in front of him, and he didn't know what to complain about, how could he not know that this cute real dragon was Lan Juechen, but the body of Lan Juechen's real dragon was too dreamy.

This is too far from the real dragon clan, one is that the appearance has infinite deterrent power, but Lan Jiechen is more like the cute pet that female monks like the most.

"This is his true dragon body, there is no doubt about it. Murong Qing smiled.

Vaguely hearing Lan Juechen's heartbeat, Murong Qing's heart finally relaxed a lot, at least he didn't have to worry about Lan Juechen suddenly dying violently.

In front of everyone's eyes, the cute real dragon automatically transformed into a human form, which was Lan Juechen.

"That's okay, this is too exaggerated, isn't it! Oh my God! My idol is such a cute thing, I always want to complain about something......" I don't know when, Nan Yanming has come to the old man's side.

Before everyone could react, Lan Jiechen got up suddenly, quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and muttered to himself in his mouth, it was actually a dragon language magic technique!

"In that place where no one is there, he stands literally, in unison with his prayer, imitating his lazy alter self.

Dizzy, embarrassed, and principledly confused, like a mental puppet, speaking the words of two people alone.

The ridicule is so relaxed, the opposite appearance is divided into two, and it is too accustomed to such a daily life.

Scheduled to reconcile the shower, someone succumbed to the umbrella unintentionally, right, if you don't believe it, just to the fairy, come, pray.

Although I don't know what the point of the game of chess that annoys others, the excessive false slander, the drunkard who asks about the tendency to self-harm, of course, the most suitable warm water.

In line with the realization, although the man found other problems, he couldn't stop, and his sight was just right.

The altruistic ideal, tired of being replaced, the chic peep is the king, and the malicious lies that are told are imposed on someone.

I have already made up my mind, although I don't know what the meaning of silence is, knowing that it is an opportunistic lie.

Drunkards who are prone to self-harm have become accustomed to giving in to each other and swallowing the candy that has been bitten in one gulp.

Yes, just like that, feeling anxious to stare at someone. Scheduled to reconcile the end of the road, it will soon be unintentionally unveiled, right?

Unbelievable!Faerie-sama!Why did I die?

Because he is a murderer, even tomorrow will be abandoned.

Finally, I noticed the chessboard that bothered others and understood the meaning of life.

At the end of the Libra bond, ask the drunkard about self-harming tendencies, and the answer you get is the dreamer.

......

”

Nan Yan Ming heard Lan Juechen's spell clearly, not only that, but he also understood all the content of this dragon language magic technique, at this time, Nan Yan Ming's facial expression was strange and distorted, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, it was like crying, but it wasn't like crying.

In the end, Nan Yanming couldn't help but laugh out loud and laughed.

"I'm laughing to death, this should be the rumored dragon language, although I don't know which level of dragon language spell it is, but the content of this spell is too funny, too naïve, right? I've never heard such stupid terms, my idol must be here to be funny. Nan Yanming laughed so hard that tears were about to fall.

I've never seen such a middle two's dragon spell.

"Pretending to be a ghost, if it's really the same person, it can be instantaneous, but you just want to make up these boring and ridiculous words to cover it up, really when this fairy is an idiot like these people?"

"Oh, you're still so fierce, Ling. Lan Jiechen slowly opened his eyes, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his gaze at Immortal Zhongling was soft and affectionate, with a trace of indescribable sadness.

"Don't act in front of me, don't forget who I am. "The fairy bell bell is murderous.

In an instant, he came to Lan Jiechen's body, and his calf was slightly raised, "Bang!" With a loud bang, Lan Jiechen was kicked away fiercely, and smashed on a stone pillar, the stone pillar did not move at all, and Lan Jiechen's bones were about to collapse.

You must know that the bones in Lan Jiechen's body are an ancestral dragon-level keel, and they are about to shatter under the foot of Immortal Zhongling, and that huge stone pillar, so ordinary, a stone all over the mountain, is so hard.

"Huh?!" Lan Juechen's throat surged, almost spitting out a mouthful of essence blood.

The rich sweet smell made Lan Jiechen sick to his stomach, and he was almost squirted out, and finally swallowed it back for him.

The pale face quickly regained its blood color, but before Lan Jiechen could breathe a sigh of relief, the fairy bell instantly came to Lan Jiechen's body, and his delicate hand clenched into a fist, and he was beaten indiscriminately at Lan Jiechen.

"Bang!bang......"

Lan Jiechen had no ability to resist, and was completely reduced to a human sandbag.

"I hate it when people lie to me the most!" Xian Zhongling is like a woman whose resentment has completely exploded, starting with her hands, being ruthless, and killing her hands, leaving no way to survive at all.

"Ahem......"

Lan Jiechen leaned against the boulder pillar with his back, up and down, unable to move, and let the fairy bell vent his anger.

You must know that the bones in Lan Jiechen's body are an ancestral dragon-level keel, and they are about to shatter under the foot of Immortal Zhongling, and that huge stone pillar, so ordinary, a stone all over the mountain, is so hard.

"Huh?!" Lan Juechen's throat surged, almost spitting out a mouthful of essence blood.

The rich sweet smell made Lan Jiechen sick to his stomach, and he was almost squirted out, and finally swallowed it back for him.

The pale face quickly regained its blood color, but before Lan Jiechen could breathe a sigh of relief, the fairy bell instantly came to Lan Jiechen's body, and his delicate hand clenched into a fist, and he was beaten indiscriminately at Lan Jiechen.

"Bang!bang......"

Lan Jiechen had no ability to resist, and was completely reduced to a human sandbag.

"I hate it when people lie to me the most!" Xian Zhongling is like a woman whose resentment has completely exploded, starting with her hands, being ruthless, and killing her hands, leaving no way to survive at all.

"Ahem......"

Lan Jiechen leaned against the boulder pillar with his back, up and down, unable to move, and let the fairy bell vent his anger. (To be continued.) )