Chapter 97
Dai Ling's injuries had healed most of his injuries at this time, and he limped to the entrance of the cave, holding on to the stone wall of the cave entrance and secretly looking out.
I saw that the person who rushed here was the man in black who had killed himself when the moon was dark and the wind was high! Dai Ling's blood surged up in an instant, and he wanted to rush out directly to kill them.
However, Dai Ling still held back, what he shouldered was the great cause of the revival of the entire family, and he must not be carried away by hatred.
Dai Ling's fingers clasped tightly against the wall, suppressing the anger in his heart, forcing himself to look out. You have to know what they want to do.
Outside the stone cave, the man in black shouted viciously, "Medanzo, give you face, because for the sake of you or for the sake of this continent, you don't have to be embarrassed." β
The red-haired man still smiled, "Why do I need you to give me face?" β
The man in black jumped like thunder, "Medanzo, you wait for me!" The red-haired man showed a mocking expression, "I'm just waiting here, I have the ability to come." β
The men in black actually left like this. For a moment, "Have you seen enough, have you seen enough, just come out." β
Dai Ling limped out. "I think you're almost fine, go by yourself. Dai Ling bit his lip, "Why help me?"
The red-haired man was still smiling, "I didn't help you." Dai Ling looked at the red-haired man's smile, and only felt false at this time. Immediately, all the grievances in my heart were vented. Dai Ling cried and shouted, "Why, why do the world avoid me, but you are so kind to me, on the contrary, you don't even let me say a word of thanks, do you think you are great and a savior!"
The red-haired man shook his head, he was still a teenager after all. The red-haired man looked at Dai Ling and put away his smile, "I'm not from here. Do you know what my mission is?"
Dai Ling touched a handful of tears and shook his head. The red-haired man turned his head and smiled, "I don't know, forget it." Anyway, I provoked them now, that person is too powerful, not a small doppelganger of mine can match. β
Dai Ling listened, stunned, "You say, you're just a doppelganger?" The red-haired man nodded, "That's right, didn't I tell you?"
Then, the red-haired man laughed "Haha, I forgot to tell you." β
Dai Ling looked at the red-haired man's exaggerated expression. I can't help but be ashamed. Just as Dai Ling was about to complain about Medanzo, the sky in the distance began to quietly darken, and there was a huge sense of oppression in the air.
Whew, Dai Ling was already injured, and this huge sense of oppression made Dai Ling breathless.
Mei Danzo pushed Dai Ling, "Let's go, I'm just a doppelganger, don't be sad for me." "Yes, but. β
Medanzo turned his head and smiled at Dai Ling, and a gust of wind blew Medanzo's red hair, and there was a complex red rune on his smooth forehead, "Oh, if you find my body, he should have the same rune on his forehead as mine." When you see him, remember to tell him two words: 'No'. β
At that time, Dai Ling was a little confused by what Mei Danzuo said, and when he was about to leave, suddenly, a creepy feeling made Dai Ling's hairs fall upside down.
As soon as Dai Ling turned around, a huge cloud of black smoke was flying towards him at a rapid speed. At this point, it was too late to draw the sword. Dai Ling gritted his teeth, ready to take this blow hard.
At this moment, a soft flame enveloped Dai Ling, blocking the deadly sense of oppression. At the center of the flame was a red arcane rune.
Yes, he. Dai Ling couldn't help but start crying. Why did he help himself, and what did he mean?
All of this has been haunting Dai Ling's mind. It's been a hundred years, and it's been lingering for a hundred years. Now, the familiar figure appeared in front of Dai Ling's eyes again.
And Dai Ling's heart was very confused at this time, since he was descended, he wanted to help the sΓ©ance to defeat the enemy, but standing in front of him was actually the red-haired man he was looking for.
Looking at the familiar face, Dai Ling still couldn't get down. For a moment, Dai Ling looked at Yan Chen with complicated eyes, and just said two words lightly, "No." β
Yan Chen was confused by Dai Ling's words for a while, no, what does this mean?
And Dai Ling slowly walked away, "I have completed the hundred-year covenant." β
Dai Ling just disappeared in front of Yan Chen's eyes, what is the hundred-year covenant? What can't be? However, Yan Chen didn't have time to think about this at this time. Yan Chen walked quickly to the distance and knelt on the ground all of a sudden.
Yan Chen trembled his hands that were numbed by Dai Ling's attack, and hurried to see Chu Huaiyu's injuries.
Fortunately, these seven killings don't seem to have much impact on him, as long as he takes a short rest.
Yan Chen took out the kettle, fed Chu Huaiyu some water, and began to bandage his wounds.
Behind him, a cold voice sounded, "Are you okay with your injuries?" Yan Chen turned around, "Baipa, how are you?"
Baipa didn't speak, just waved his hand, and Yan Chen lay on the ground like Chu Huaiyu.
"Baipa, you ......" "Talking less will affect me." Yan Chen immediately shut up.
The deep Sanskrit voice began to sound, drinking the chant of Baipa, "The river of life, giving birth to fairy tales for thousands of years, interpreting the legend of the millennium, the spirit of the dragon, drinking the river of life, the dragon god appears!"
The cyan scales of Baipa's body began to slowly glow golden at this time. A golden horn grew on his head! Dragon! Yan Chen was completely stunned, he had seen Baipa's dragon body, but it was the first time he had seen it from a mermaid slowly turning into a dragon.
Later, Baipa slit his wrist, and the blood was blue at first, but slowly, the blood turned golden. This golden blood slowly dripped on Yan Chen's two bodies.
At the same time, Yan Chen and Chu Huaiyu's injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, Yan Chen finally knew why Baipa's last time had become like that. "Baipa, stop. β
Baipa continued, without the slightest intention of stopping. "Baipa, stop!" Yan Chen accentuated.
Baipa was still unmoved. Yan Chen was really anxious, he saw with his own eyes that the color of the dragon scales on Baipa's body began to dim, and Baipa's face became bloodless Baipa, this is healing himself at the cost of his own life.
Yan Chen wanted to rush up at this time, but at this time, he didn't have the slightest strength to do so.
All he could do was to call Baipa over and over again to make Baipa stop.
Slowly, the wounds on Yan Chen's body began to decrease and heal. Yan Chen finally had the strength to stand up.
Yan Chen took advantage of Baipa's inattention, and suddenly bounced up from the ground, throwing Baipa to the ground.