The dragon man looked at the two people who were chatting and vomited blood, these two guys, I'm still lying here, my head is dizzy, and I'm about to faint from excessive blood loss, and if I continue like this, my life will be gone.

He is the son of the world and has a great future, but he doesn't want to die like this, trying to attract the attention of the two, so he can respect me!

Wenren Long Hong twisted his neck, looked at the dragon man's son, and knew that this guy's identity was not simple, so he spared his life.

Instead of killing it, it would be more appropriate if you could exchange it for something good.

Wenren Long Hong stepped forward, checked the injuries of the dragon man's son, and said: "This guy should be Ao Yingtian, the sixth son of Prince Guang of the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, and his age is the same." ”

After a careful look, he recognized Ao Yingtian's identity.

Ao Yingtian spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Who are you?" I haven't seen you two at Tianling Temple. ”

"You don't care who we are, now you are a prisoner, do your duty as a prisoner, give an account of what should be explained, by the way, write a letter, or leave a voice jade slip or something, I will let your father pay the ransom." Hearing that Long Hong pointed his finger and talked about the arrow, Ao Yingtian grinned.

"Don't think about it."

Hearing this, Long Hong stepped on Ao Yingtian's wound and asked, "Did I say that you dragon people have itchy skin?" Want to go to war again so soon? ”

Ao Yingtian fainted in pain, Wenren Longhong also let go of his foot, did not care about Ao Yingtian anymore, pulled the arrow out, blood sprayed, Wenren Longhong shook the arrow, the arrow did not stain blood.

"What kind of material is this?" Mu Zibai asked curiously.

"Arsenic iron, this kind of iron, the weapon created, to use, requires extremely subtle control of Qi, so it is more suitable for making bows and arrows, and once injured, the wound is difficult to heal, and the injured will bleed to death." Hearing this, Long Hong put away the arrows.

"Then it should be fine, right?" Mu Zibai saw that Ao Yingtian was bleeding more than once, and thought, don't die.

Hearing this, Long Hong held Ao Yingtian's body and said, "It's okay, the dragon has a good physique, and it can't be killed." ”

Mu Zibai nodded, looked at the mask on Ao Yingtian's body, took it off, played with it, and asked, "Big brother, look at this mask." ”

took the mask and looked at it, looked at it carefully, and said: "This mask is made of silk, butterfly powder, body shaping lotion, there should be other things, the quality is not bad, if the cultivation is not high after wearing, it can completely cover up your breath and change into another person's appearance, it seems that it is through this mask that it lurks in the Tianling Temple." ”

Mu Zibai put on this mask like human skin, but there was no change in the slightest.

"You have to use Qi to control the subtle changes of the mask and become what you imagined, but although this mask is exquisite, after a long time, I'm afraid your face will also change, unless you have the tough muscles of the dragon clan."

When he heard this, he decisively put away the mask in his hand.

"By the way, what are these two dragon people doing in Tianling Temple?" Mu Zibai asked curiously.

"I guess I can only ask about the Tianling Temple, but no matter what the reason is, they dragons infiltrated our territory without authorization, which is unjustifiable anyway." Wenren Long Hong said.

Seeing the dragon tendon in Mu Zibai's hand, he asked, "You dragon tendon?" ”

"Of course, it's used as a belt." Mu Zibai said with a smile.

Wenren Long Hong fell into silence, was silent for a moment, patted Mu Zibai's shoulder, and gave Mu Zibai a thumbs up.

The dragon tendons of the dragon palace prince are used to make belts? Luxury, but no matter how you look at it, it feels domineering!

At this moment, the monk of Tianling Temple came down.

The next thing is to negotiate with the people of Tianling Temple, and Mu Zibai did not participate.

"Brother-in-law, are you alright?" Wen Ren Qingyi asked with concern.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Mu Zibai was a little embarrassed, but overall, it was okay.

However, seeing Wenren Qingyi's concerned eyes, Mu Zibai was stunned for a moment and fell silent, wondering if Wenren Qingyi was plotting against him.

Seeing Mu Zibai's suspicious eyes, Wen Ren's light clothes crossed his hands on his waist, and he couldn't get angry, it's rare to care about you, you still doubt me!?

Snorted and ran away, presumably to find the goose.

Mu Zibai was called to the meditation room by Wenren Longhong, in addition to Wenren Longhong, there were several monks, led by the abbot of Tianling Temple and the abbot of Lanhua.

"Thank you two for your help, otherwise, you really won't be able to find the dragon man sneaking into the Tianling Temple." Abbot Lanhua said gratefully.

Wenren Long Hong said with a smile: "Small things, the main thing is Xiaobai, and Ao Yingtian was retained in time. ”

Abbot Lanhua looked at Mu Zibai, his eyes were kind and kind, and he nodded in gratitude.

asked Mu Zibai how he found out Ao Yingtian, and Mu Zibai told what happened.

Of course, a lot of it is omitted, for example, what happened in the wooden house with Wenren Qingyi.

After listening, everyone laughed.

"So, it's a coincidence." Monk Lanhua said with a smile.

Tianling Temple basically doesn't go out at night, and today, it happened to be met by Mu Zibai again, not a coincidence.

"Abbot, I'm curious, what are they doing in Tianling Temple?" Hearing this, Long Hong asked puzzled.

Monk Lanhua sighed and said, "This matter is not a secret, I remember that Lord Longhong also participated in the battle against the Dragon Palace back then. ”

"Yes, I wasn't in charge of the main battlefield at that time, and I was quite impressed, does this have anything to do with that battle back then?"

Monk Lanhua nodded, and then said, "Does Prince Long Hong remember Prince Feng among the Dragon Princes back then?" ”

"I remember that Prince Feng slaughtered many of my soldiers in that battle, and his strength was quite strong, and he was finally killed by the national teacher."

Wenren Long Hong recalled that he had seen that scene with his own eyes.

Prince Feng among the dragon people, his strength is strong, and he has reached the peak of Fengne, and very few people can resist it, and he rushed into battle alone, causing heavy losses to the Dayou army.

In the end, it was the national teacher who personally intervened and killed him.

"Prince Feng practiced poison skills, and in the end, he fought with the national teacher, killed too many people, and was broken by the national teacher, escaped into the demon path, and after his death, his dragon ball became a poison bead.

The poison contained in the poison bead is very terrifying, once it is distributed, it will suffer for a hundred miles, and the national teacher will suppress it with the help of the power of the incense of Tianling Temple, hoping to wipe out the poison of the poison bead through the power of incense. ”

Hearing this, Long Hong suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that they want to get the poison bead, is this poison bead safe now?" ”

"It has been suppressed very well, and half of the virulence has been wiped out, but if it is in this world, I am afraid that it will still cause a lot of disasters."

Hearing this, Long Hong shook his head, and then said: "If you say so, most of the dragon people want to go to war, and after so many years, it is estimated that the skin is itching again." ”

twisted his wrist, in the past few years, there have been very few battles, at most he will solve the small friction, and he has long been hungry and thirsty.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, the dragon people must have a plan, the general needs to be careful, if you need help, my Tianling Temple is willing to give a modest effort."

"Okay." Hearing this, Long Hong nodded in response.

"How is the National Teacher doing?"

"It should be okay, you also know that the national teacher Shenlong sees the head but not the end, and it is difficult for us people to see it." Wenren Long Hong shrugged his shoulders.

The Lanhua monk recalled: "Back then, the national teacher was a man who fought the dragon and the four princes, and that style is still unforgettable. ”

Then he chatted with the Lanhua monk for a while, and Mu Zibai listened to it.

This matter will definitely not be settled like this, the South China Sea Dragon Palace is powerful, and a Tianling Temple will definitely not be able to provoke it, so it has sent someone to inform King Qi overnight.

As soon as the King of Qi came, he negotiated with the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea.

Crunch!

The door opened, and Monk Lan Yuan walked in.

Monk Lanyuan came out? Mu Zibai and Wenren Long Hong got up, stepped forward, and asked with concern, "Master Lanyuan, how is the situation with Lingmeng?" ”

The most complicated emotion is undoubtedly Mu Zibai, who wants to wake up Wenren Lingmeng, but he doesn't want to, what he hopes in his heart is that he will brush up on tens of millions of points, and then wake up, which is the best.

Monk Lan Yuan sighed, his face was full of sadness, his hands were folded, and he said, "I'm really sorry that I couldn't cure the Reimu donor. ”

Wenren Long Hong had already prepared in his heart, but despite this, it was inevitable that he would be disappointed, and he hoped to be empty again.

I felt a lot of sorrow in my heart, I don't know how the second sister can wake up, should she lie in bed for the rest of her life?

"Thank you, Master Lanyuan, for your help." Although it was not cured, Monk Lanyuan has made so much effort these days, and he saw it in his eyes and expressed his gratitude.

Mu Zibai clasped his hands together to express his gratitude.

It seems that Wen Ren's Reimu can only rely on himself.

Monk Lan Yuan said: "It's not grateful, the situation of the Lingmeng donor is a little weird, it's not the said lost soul, on the contrary, everything is normal with the Lingmeng donor." ”

"Then why hasn't Reimu woken up for a long time?" Hearing this, Long Hong asked puzzled.

Everything is fine, why can't I wake up?

All the doctors said that everything is normal with Wenren Lingmeng, but Wenren Lingmeng has been lying for half a year, is this normal?

Monk Lan Yuan thought for a while and said: "The state of the Lingmeng donor is not a loss of soul, I can't say for sure, anyway, it is definitely not a sickness, as for why he hasn't woken up for a long time, I guess, it is likely that the Lingmeng donor has fallen into a deep sleep." ”

"Sleeping?"

"What's the explanation?"

Mu Zibai thought for a while and said, "Master Lan Yuan is saying that it is similar to the kind of sleep that demon beasts have when they rush through the level?" ”

Some demon beasts will fall into a deep sleep when they are facing a breakthrough, or healing, or impacting an important realm, and they have achieved the effect of accumulating spiritual power and recuperating their energy, and they will break through the level in one fell swoop.

And in such a state, to wake up, it requires a huge spiritual impact.

"That's right, it's just like what this donor said, but I have been infused with my own spiritual power for the past two days, but I haven't seen any changes in the Lingmeng donor, which also makes the poor monk can't figure it out."

Hearing this, Long Hong sighed, maybe this is Lingmeng's fate, and said, "Trouble Master." ”

Leave with Mu Zibai.

Along the way, Wenren Long Hong was silent, obviously worried about Wenren Lingmeng.

"Big brother, don't worry about Reimeng, I believe it will get better." Mu Zibai comforted.

"You've come to comfort me." Hearing this, Long Hong smiled and said, "In two days, when we discuss the matter of the dragon people with King Qi, we will leave." ”

"Hmm." Muzi white chin head.