Jingwei clenched his fists excitedly on the side.

I don't know what this matter has to do with her.

It's probably similar to the nervousness and anticipation before you are about to do something bad.

Of course, only when you stab Lou Zi will you be afraid and regret.

After briefly discussing the tactics and resuming it by Zhao Gongdao, the group began to relax completely.

"Don't say it..."

"The scenery along the way is really good."

"I can't go all the way, from summer to autumn!"

"Look at the leaves..."

"A hundred miles behind me, it's still green, but when I get here, it's yellow."

"Falling leaves, although not as beautiful as the fairy world, but it has its own artistic conception."

Zhao Gongdao looked around and spoke softly.

Su Yang looked at him with a strange expression: "Didn't you persuade Taibai before to calm down and see more of the scenery along the way?" ”

"You didn't even look at it yourself."

Zhao Gongdao smiled: "The world is complicated, and people are not the same as each other, what he sees and what I see, who can say that it is exactly the same?" ”

"I look at this tree, it is lonely, it is lonely, but it is full of hope."

"Look at this tree..."

"And what?"

His words are full of philosophy, and with his delicate face and white clothes, it gives people a sense of dust.

"I don't see loneliness and loneliness..."

"But I know that in another day, we should be in the snow."

"It's not cold, but the food is freezing."

Su Yang said lightly, and picked up the fruit on the side casually and ate it.

As for the scenery along the way...

It is simply ignored.

"Didn't you say, slow down, look at the scenery, pleasing to the eye?"

Zhao Gongdao couldn't help but complain.

"It's enough to slow down."

"The scenery doesn't matter."

Su Yang said casually.

Looking at the vulgar guy in front of him, Zhao Gongdao instantly lost the desire to continue chatting, turned over, and recovered his injuries pitifully again.

By the way, look at the scenery.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Jingwei is rare, and he has not continued to talk along the way.

Otherwise, this journey will be really painful.

……

"Bald donkey..."

"Do you mean me?"

The monk walked in the wasteland, and suddenly heard the angry rebuke in the void, and shook his head with a smile.

"Over time, my temper has become a little more irritable."

"You're not dead..."

"It's really a surprise to the poor monk, but also a little happy."

"Let the poor monk..."

"I'll give you another ride."

Although the monk was smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, but they were so cold.

As he spoke, the monk stepped out, the golden light on the soles of his feet flowed, and the next second the person was already standing hundreds of meters away.

After a few steps, he disappeared from view.

……

"This voice..."

"Really familiar..."

With his feet shackled and his skinny middle-aged man looking up blankly, he looked into the distance.

"Between us..."

"It seems to be..."

"I'm angry with him, but... It's very close again. ”

"Who is he?"

"Who am I?"

"Who the hell am I!"

The middle-aged man's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and the whole person looked very painful, covering his head and letting out a low roar.

"Why..."

"Why are all my previous memories gone!"

"That's right! Go find him! ”

"Just find him and he'll tell me everything."

"He won't lie to me, he won't!"

The middle-aged man seemed to think of something, and gradually freed himself from that painful state, gasping for breath, his eyes became firm, and he walked towards the north step by step.

With every step, the shackles make a crisp crashing sound, which is very conspicuous on this road.

Several blessed people who were lying in ambush on the side of the road with grim expressions suddenly rushed out and attacked the middle-aged.

But he was still on the way to run, so he stopped.

The blood in the body kept surging, and finally broke through the muscles, skin, and exploded suddenly.

Like blood-colored fireworks.

The middle-aged man is still walking forward in a daze, with a dull expression and numb movements, as if he doesn't care about everything around him.

I don't know how many times similar scenes have happened along the way, but all that is left is blood.

In addition to a few of them, in the hundred cities, there were countless blessed people who flocked to Canglong City.

What was originally just a little-known small city has become a well-known existence overnight.

Ryugu...

Even ordinary people know these two words very well!

In myths and legends, the Dragon Palace represents countless riches and contains the treasures of heaven and earth!

The opening of the Dragon Palace, does it represent the fate of heaven and earth?

Even if there is only such a small possibility, it is enough to make people desperate and forget about death.

After enjoying the power and desire that comes with strength...

No one will refuse to make themselves stronger.

For a time, in the hundred cities, those who thought they were outstanding in strength all heard the news.

Only a small number of people who have seen through the vicissitudes of the world, or whose mood has no joy or sorrow, choose to ignore it and still live in seclusion.

Some high-profile blessed people are even flying in the sky, unreservedly releasing their immortal power to deter others and prove that they are different.

The sensible and cautious are disguised as ordinary people and cautious on the ground.

But either way...

Along the way, they have faced countless provocations and looting.

Under the influence of desire, what little reason people have is also completely destroyed.

All that remains is absolute violence and greed.

……

"Wow, this is the Dragon Palace?"

"It looks cool!"

Eight full days passed.

Even if Su Yang and the others kept delaying the process, they still came to Canglong City.

The previous Ryugu was buried under ice.

But as the ice shattered, at this time, even in the slightly taller buildings of Canglong City, you could see the magnificent Dragon Palace in the distant canyon basin.

"Before you talk about this, shouldn't you look around?"

"There are more and more people coveting our carriages."

Zhao Gongdao held a rag in his hand, wiped the blood that had been splashed on the edge of the carriage, and said casually.

"Oh."

"It's a nuisance."

"It's better to be in the dark street, no one cares about robbing me."

Looking at the greedy eyes around him, Su Yang took out a bottle of warm milk from the warm water tank of the carriage, took a sip, and muttered in his mouth.

For a while, killing intent began to spread in those eyes.

"You've only conquered the people of the streets."

"They don't know who you are."

Zhao Gongdao smiled and spoke.

Su Yang nodded lightly: "It makes sense, along the way, there are too many robbers, which has seriously affected my dream of eating and waiting for death!" ”

"So, just scare everybody..."

"They won't dare rob me."

Zhao Gongdao shook his head: "No, as long as you look fierce, it's okay." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the presence of a few mavericks in the corner, with cold expressions, who were not easy to mess with at first glance.

What they all have in common is...

Ten meters in front of him, no one.