The dragon danced the slave king's sword, the knife was windy, sharp like light, and all kinds of sparks surrounded the dragon and Chiyou, so that the soldiers of Ganxi could not get close.

The soldiers of Ganxi Kingdom suddenly changed the chaotic battle into a unified action, the soldiers stood side by side, the bronze thistle in their hands was inclined forward, the dense people were like walls, and the dense thistles were like sharp guillotes, shouting "one, two, three, four" step by step towards the dragon. The slave king's knife was in his hand, but Long'er couldn't wave it anymore, and the whole person froze there. Chiyou couldn't move, and screamed vigorously. Long Er died in a hurry, but he could only move his eyes, and the rest of his body couldn't move.

At this time, Long'er saw that the little green dragon stone not far away was also frozen on the horse, like a sculpture riding a war horse and raising a knife. The soldiers farther away were even more miserable, frozen there one by one, and let the soldiers of Ganxi Country cut them with ten thousand knives, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Rows of bronze "guillotines" stabbed at Long'er and Chiyou, and the "guillotine" was black and shiny, like a cobra's gaze, cold to the bone. Long Er didn't want to see himself being minced with his own eyes, so he turned his eyes upwards to see the blue sky.

It's a blue sky, he thinks of Xiangfeng'er.

Suddenly, a force of gravity hit the chest. The strength was too great, and the dragon leaned back, and his back was already attached to Chiyou's mane. Long Er felt that he could move at this time, but the incomparably soreness quickly spread, making Long Er extremely uncomfortable. The dragon roared. Frightened, the surrounding soldiers took a step back.

Long Er grabbed a handful of Chi You's mane and swiped it with the greatest strength, and Chi You screamed in pain, and finally he was able to move. Long Er slapped Chi You on the buttocks with the slave king's knife a few times, and Chi You spread his hooves and ran around.

A white light flashed in the air, "Bow down!" Long'er reflexively bent down, and something flew over the back of Long'er's head, "Crash" with a loud bang, and the luxury car behind it and the half-body puppet exploded into pieces. Almost at the same time, Xiao Qinglongshi and all the soldiers lifted the confinement spell and began to fight back violently.

At this time, Zhou Buyi sprinkled the spirit runes, and those spirit runes turned into wisps of fairy qi and flew towards their respective puppets.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The puppets blew themselves up and fell to the ground.

"Zhou Buyi should have done this a long time ago! You didn't make a move a long time ago, do you have any ideas?"

Long Er's eyes were red, and he waved the slave king knife until he saw the blood gushing up. Wait until Zhou Buyi shouted: "Stop! Stop! Don't chase! Don't chase!"

The dragon regained consciousness from his madness. The slave king's knife was already covered with blood, as if it had just been washed in blood. Strangely, the blood-stained slave king's knife slowly turned red and hot, as if it had just been taken out of the coal stove. This slave king's knife turned out to be a blood-drinker!

Long Er gasped and looked at the soldiers of the Ganxi Kingdom who fled sporadically, so tired that he could no longer lift the heavy slave king knife. As soon as the arm was loosened, the slave king's knife hung down. Long Er was so energetic just now that he was drenched all over his body, sweating as if he had been doused by rain. Sweat ran down his arm onto the slave king's knife. The slave king's knife flashed a few times, and a dragon scurried around in the knife. Thunder suddenly sounded, lightning flashed a few times, and then turned to a sunny day. It happened in an instant, and it was hard to believe that everything that had just happened was real. If in a dream, people are dreaming together.

Zhou Buyi instructed Long'er to hurry back to Mount Tai before Ganxi sent troops without further ado.

Under the escort of Long'er and Xiaoqinglongshi along the river, and due to the precipitation for several days, the flash flood, the granary on the water went down the river, unimpeded, and in a few days, the granary successfully arrived at the foot of Mount Tai.

There was nothing to say along the way, but on the border between the two countries, Liu Jiqin led the general Sima Anshi to set up an ambush to meet Long'er, and at the same time, to prevent the Ganxi State from sending an army to attack.

Liu Ji told him that it was not easy for Zhou Yi, who came back early, to arrange it. Long Er felt a little unhappy in his heart. When Xiao Qinglong told Long'er that this operation could be called a plan, called borrowing grain from Shunshui, "Mr. Zhou said that Long'er's trip will go down in history and be famous for thousands of years!"

Tired, accompanied by a little joy, and mixed with nameless feelings, stirred up Long'er's chest with infinite depression, unable to lift his spirits.

When food is there, the whole country celebrates.

Emperor Taishang issued an edict ordering the people to reclaim wasteland, grow grain, pay taxes lightly, and store grain to support soldiers.

The people, men, women, and children were mobilized to receive grain, cultivate wasteland, and sow grain. On the 10,000 acres of land at the foot of Mount Tai, there was a spectacular scene of day and night labor.

At night, on the 100-meter-high bell tower, the dragon sat on the railing, blowing the mountain breeze, looking at the brightly lit field, listening to the passionate and enthusiastic mountain songs, and the whole person fell into a sea of painful thoughts.

Liu Ji told him that during his departure to Ganxi Kingdom, he had sent people to Mount Tai many times to thank the master of Yaochi, but he never found the Yaochi and Tianque Palace that Long Er said, let alone the owner of Yaochi and Xiangfeng'er.

Long Er thought about the whole process of going up the mountain countless times before, but he didn't find any trace of vanity. He admitted that before, he had climbed Mount Tai countless times, and it was true that he had never seen any Tianque Palace and the owner of Yaochi, but Yaochi was lying there quietly, I don't know how many years it had been.

People repeatedly went up the mountain to search, and the reality that there was nothing was repeatedly affirmed. As for the narrative of Long Er, people began to suspect that he made it up. In this case, Long'er's personality is questionable. is older than Long'er, and they all agree that Long'er is still an ignorant child, still so naughty and loves to joke. People who are the same age as Long'er feel that Long'er's nonsense is intolerable, and he is a weirdo who has nothing to do.

As soon as Long Er thought of this, he sighed in annoyance. When he went up the mountain and met Xiang Feng'er, it was his real experience, and his manic fever was also cured by the master of Yaochi, which was absolutely true, not a dream, let alone a lie. He was in a lot of pain, including the doubts that others had given him, including the fact that others always thought he was a big child.

He's not a child anymore, he's an adult. Thinking of this, the dragon slid down from the railing, landed on his feet, and glanced at the huge black shadow of the mountain in the north. Long Er made up his mind that he would personally go up the mountain to find Xiang Feng'er, take her down the mountain, and clarify himself.

In order to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, Long Er chose to climb Mount Tai from Tianzhu Peak. This side is not easier to walk than Tianmen Road, the slope is extremely large, and from time to time you will face cliffs and enter a dead end.

When Long Er suddenly approached a cliff again, he didn't think about it, he jumped up, grabbed a protruding place tightly with both hands, kicked on his toes, and took a step on his body. Time slipped by in a daze, and the dragon mechanically raised his hand to grope for the place where he could pick it, and when he touched it, the stone wall was loosened, and a large pile of gravel fell towards the dragon. The dragon lowered his head and let the gravel smash on the top of his head and neck.

When the rubble fell, the dragon raised his head, but he couldn't see the end of the cliff, and high in the night sky, a few stars blinked weakly. The dragon bowed his head, stepping on the bottomless dark abyss under his feet. The dragon felt like a gecko, coiled on a huge cliff, and didn't know where it was going.

Long Er didn't understand why he had such a big momentum, and he wanted to reach the top of the mountain without hesitation.

Is it to maintain self-esteem? Is it to miss Xiang Feng'er?, if there is, Long Er admits that the latter is heavier.