Chapter 51: Dragon Wind

Taking advantage of the night, Murong Jiu flew out of Cangzhou City quietly, he didn't know the direction, relying on his resolute will and unrelenting persistence, he skimmed through the void like a night bird.

The stars and the moon are hidden, and the dawn is coming.

Murong Jiu in mid-air suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, the True Yuan Power in his body was exhausted, and the pair of blood-colored wings retracted back into his body by themselves, and his body fell from the sky.

The wind whistled in his ears, and although he forced his breath to get up, he couldn't stop the fall...... With a thud, his body slammed into a puddle, and the cold water made his whole body tremble, and his spirit was for a while, like a drowning man, and he struggled in the water for a long time and finally crawled out of the puddle.

The extremely weak body fell to the edge of the stream again, Murong Jiu had no physical strength, he opened his eyes weakly, there was no living spirit aura in his eyes, but on the contrary, they were full of gray dead energy.

This injury, Murong Jiu's viscera was completely shattered, and his meridians, bones, and muscles had also become sore, due to the output of the overdrawn True Yuan's internal strength, and he had lost too much life element, his life function was almost exhausted at this time, if it weren't for his peculiar physique, which had fused the Savage Giant and the Western Silver Dragon, and refined his body by the Rainbow Force, I was afraid that his body would have already withered.

The feeling of powerlessness invaded his mind, and blurred colors gradually appeared in Murong Jiu's vision, and the main color of darkness was enveloping his visual senses, which already showed that he was falling into a state of drowsiness after being severely injured.

Open your eyes deadly. Murong Jiu, who was like a mess of mud, understood that if he fell into a coma at this time, he might never wake up again, he couldn't close his eyes, he couldn't fall asleep, and he couldn't be willing to be silent in his sleep!

However, his body was close to running out of oil, his mental thinking was becoming more and more difficult to sustain in the chaos, his consciousness had lost his perception of the body in the increasingly blurred and blurred, and his spirit had gradually gone to the abyss of malaise under the loss of time and seconds!

I can't be drowsy! I can't die!

A silent cry roared in the bottom of my heart. But wave after wave of physical and mental powerlessness and weakness. Like the waves of the angry sea, Murong Jiu's firm persistent belief was bombarded, and a pair of dead gray eyes seemed to burst out in anger!

"Ninth Brother ......"

Distant glacial lands and overseas islands poured out of affection - the tearful eyes and sincere cries of the three women's sad faces, as if they spanned thousands of miles of geographical space, gently touched Murong Jiu's unextinguished spiritual soul.

Boom...... Murong Jiu's body trembled suddenly. It was as if he had gained a tremendous amount of spiritual power. His soul suddenly cleared. At the same time, the divine and demonic exercises in his body worked on their own, slowly absorbing the essence qi of heaven and earth...... At this point, the sluggish lethargy that continued to debilitate was stopped.

It's not a fluke. For Murong Jiu, in the depths of his love, he had already connected with the three girls' hearts and souls, and their souls resonated.

Temporarily getting rid of the calamity of the withering body, the spirit of Murong Jiu's whole body was slowly recovering, he sat cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, pinched the magic with his fingers, and quickly entered the ethereal state of mind where he forgot about things and me, he slowly accumulated the vitality in his body to nourish his weak body and soul.

Xuanwu City Dragon Family

In the middle of that group of rockery stone forests, a figure stood in the morning mist, hazy. Suddenly, a crisp birdsong came, and a palm-sized thrush turned its wings, stirring the clouds for a moment, and its wings closed and landed on the figure's shoulders, a pair of small sparkling eyes flashing with some excitement.

Long Zifeng reached out and took the thrush in his hand, and his eyes unabashedly showed doting color.

The clouds and mist surged again, and an old man who was close to the old age stepped on the ground silently, he walked to Long Zifeng's side, and said: "Childe, there is news from Cangzhou City, a few hours ago, there was a fight in Cangzhou Inn, the innkeeper was bombarded, and the Cangzhou Inn was completely destroyed, but the perpetrator was born with white hair, and he was suspected of being the person you were looking for. ”

Hearing that the Cangzhou Inn was gone, Long Zifeng did not have any expression, he continued to stretch out his fingers and tease the thrush, in his opinion, there was nothing surprising that a life-and-death battle would scatter an inn, the cultivator was equipped with magic, and the movement of the life-and-death decisive battle would naturally be very large.

However, when he heard that the assailant was full of white hair, Long Zifeng's eyes suddenly shot out two one-foot-long sharp rays, and the thrush was immediately affected by a wave of fierce killing intent, it let out a wail, and its mind was shattered, and it died.

That time in Caiyunjian was peeped at the adultery, Long Zifeng always felt like a thorn in his back, he couldn't wait to swallow the peeping life alive, and the embarrassed figure and the white hair also became the humiliating scars of his sleepless night.

This time, he suddenly heard the white-haired murderer fighting at the Cangzhou Inn, and the anger hidden in Long Zifeng's heart burned all at once, and he had an intuition that this white-haired murderer was the one who peeped in Caiyunjian undoubtedly...... Anger burns, killing intent is galloping, if you want to put an end to hidden dangers and sit back and relax, he must wipe out others!

"Where are the people?" Long Zifeng said in a cold voice as he looked at the thrush.

After committing the murder, he fled Cangzhou City. The old man glanced at the thrush, as well as the young master Long Zifeng, who was shooting killing intent directly in his eyes, and he replied in a deep voice.

"Escaped?"

Long Zifeng turned around suddenly, a manic aura surged out of his body, and the power of the God King realm suddenly pressed down on the old man, his wide eyes were beating with cold killing intent, like a lion devouring people in anger, extremely dangerous.

Withstanding the pressure of the god king of the dragon wind at close range, the old man's face turned pale, and his body involuntarily retreated a few feet away, he mustered up his own body protection strength to be able to resist, and hurriedly exclaimed: "The son is angry, that person is acquainted with the spicy hand witch Ouyang Jinghua." ”

Call...... Long Zifeng's eyebrows raised, and the coercion he dispersed suddenly withdrew into his body, the man fled, although he was angry, but Ouyang Jinghua was even more surprised.

Others may not know the identity and origin of Ouyang Jinghua, but as the most outstanding disciple of the Long Family, how could he not know that Ouyang Jinghua was able to walk the spirit realm with a white horse and a horsewhip, in addition to her sharp magic skills, but also because she was the sister of the Demon Spirit Sect Master!

The Demon Spirit Sect is so famous in the spirit world that no one can match it, and the sister of the sect leader, Ouyang Jinghua, naturally also has a very high position, and the people in the world are famous and frightened, thus achieving her reputation as a witch in the spirit world.

"What do you say?" Long Zifeng really didn't expect that his hidden enemy actually knew Ouyang Jinghua, he forcibly suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart, and pondered quietly.

When the old man saw that Long Zifeng had calmed down, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then told the information he had obtained as it was.

"Oh, in this way, it is not necessarily that person will know Ouyang Jinghua! Ouyang Jinghua's status in the Demon Spirit Sect is prominent, and she disdains the arrogance of the City Lord's Mansion Administrator, and kills her, which can also be explained. ”

Knowing the general situation of the whole incident, Long Zifeng's eyes suddenly lit up, since the beginning of that fight, there was no direct evidence to prove that the person knew Ouyang Jinghua, at best, Ouyang Jinghua admired him.

"It is true that it is impossible to make a judgment with certainty. The old man replied.

"In this way, send the five ghosts of Beihai out of the sea to hunt down that person, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death!" Long Zifeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but because he really couldn't tell whether the white-haired man was acquainted with Ouyang Jinghua, he gave up the idea of pursuing himself, so he issued a chase and kill order.

"Yes, Childe. After the old man bowed, he turned around and retreated quickly, but he was afraid of the uncertain dragon wind.

Looking at the dead thrush steadily, Long Zifeng imposed his own mistakes on the white-haired hidden enemy, a flame beat out in his palm, and burned the body of the thrush, based on his love for the thrush, he naturally hoped that this little creature would have a good end after death.

"Kind-hearted son. "The morning mist was surging, and a woman in purple emerged from the smoke, her figure was tall and beautiful, but her appearance was somewhat similar to Long Zifeng.

"Jingjing, if you don't follow the Northern Spirit King to learn art, why do you run out to have fun again?" Long Zifeng looked up at the woman in front of him, his face was kind, although his tone implied reproach, but there was no real blame.

"Naturally, it's to help Brother Gongzi hunt down the white-haired man. Long Zijing paced lightly around the dragon wind, her eyes flashing with cunning.

"You ......" Long Zifeng's heart was shocked, but the incident of his secret pursuit and killing of the white-haired person was leaked here, although he was shocked, he did not panic, of course, he did not have the idea of killing people, the reason was that the woman in front of him was his own sister of his mother's compatriots.

"Brother Childe is surprised? Hunt down a white-haired man, Miss Ben will help you. Long Zijing patted Long Zifeng's shoulder and smiled easily.

"Be quiet, make a big fuss, the situation is not clear, do not act recklessly. Long Zifeng could feel Long Zijing's affection for his brother, and his face turned pale and said.

"Don't worry, Miss Ben knows it. Brother Gongzi, I still have to compete in the Lion King competition in a year, it will be fine......" Long Zijing walked away, she waved her slender hand, and disappeared into the morning mist.

Long Zifeng watched Long Zijing leave, he didn't stop it, this time chasing and killing that white-haired man, there should be no suspense with the five ghosts of Beihai coming forward, and for Long Zijing, he didn't have the slightest worry, after all, she is a disciple of the Northern Spirit King, even if she really meets Ouyang Jinghua, a generation of witches will not be easily killed!

The morning mist surged again, and once again a bewitching woman appeared, her clothes fluttering, her eyes flashing amorous, and she jumped into the bosom of Long Zifeng...... (To be continued......)