Su Ziji only felt that an extremely strong suction force appeared, and he wanted to resist, but unlike facing the young dragon, this time, even half of the red sandalwood did not move again.

"What's that?" As he quickly recoiled around, he caught a glimpse of a shadow in the endless sky.

The shadow is high above, giving people a sense of extreme sacredness, but just this glance, you can also feel that although it is Hongmeng, it is awe-inspiring, but also incomplete.

"Boom!" There was a thunderous explosion in his ears one after another, and Su Ziji snorted, only to feel that his heart was shaken.

"Is it the young dragon's catastrophe that has finally affected him?" But everything was calm, and when he opened his eyes, Su Ziji was in a trance in front of him.

"This is the Dragon Palace?" Su Ziji looked up, but saw the pale golden sky, rippling like water waves, and a glimmer of light sprinkled down, making the Yao grass Ganoderma lucidum planted in the courtyard thriving.

Looking at it again, the main hall is white-striped with dragons, the coral is slanted, and there is still a spiritual light slowly transferring, and the entire deep palace is filled with a faint, empty mountain and new rain-like clear air, only one breath, I feel that the whole body is comfortable.

"It's the Dragon Palace, but the Dragon Palace in front of me is familiar but unfamiliar, it seems to be more luxurious and prosperous than the last time I came, is it back in the shadows?"

As far as the eye can see, the body is on the high platform outside the main hall, and the palace not far away is shining in the water, one by one, without desolation, all luxurious.

The scope of the Dragon Palace is also larger, and it is wider than what Su Ziji saw last time he inherited, through the sky, although separated by water, he can see the fish and shellfish in the lake parade leisurely, and the movements are leisurely, but when they are close to the Dragon Palace, these ordinary fish and shellfish will also face the direction of the Dragon Palace, with a little awe, and some even bow lightly in ignorance before swimming away, which is the reaction of the demon clan when there are signs of enlightenment.

And he is not alone on the high platform, just like the imperial court, he is well-dressed, and there are big demons on both sides, and all of them are condensed.

"Is this the Demon Court in the upper court or sacrifice?"

On the high altar, he was not alone, but he was accompanied by only a few people, or he was not a human at all.

Su Ziji also only saw that a beautiful but strange girl nearby, also wearing a gorgeous costume, standing not far away, there were one or two people, because the perspective could not look over, Su Ziji only knew that there were people, but he couldn't see who it was.

A little farther away, hundreds of palace maids stood in turn, and this situation made Su Ziji feel a sense of familiarity.

"Could it be that I have not only gone back to the past this time, but also become a dragon monarch again?"

Just thinking about it, my body moved slightly.

He was in full view of everyone, and it was not easy to make too many movements, so he could only glance slightly.

It is true that this is still the Dragon Palace of Panlong Lake, but from the perspective of magnificence, it should be the Dragon Palace of the past.

Where is the young dragon now?

He searched for a circle but didn't find it, thinking that before he came over, the young dragon was suffering from a thunderstorm and was in danger, Su Ziji couldn't help but feel anxious.

Because he has experienced this kind of incident more than once, Su Ziji is not flustered, he just wants to know the situation of the young dragon at this time, and it is the same as last time, although he has now become the Dragon Monarch of Shuifu again, he still can only have a little autonomy, and he can't do whatever he wants.

"It seems that the dragon maiden was robbed again, triggering the inheritance of the dragon palace, and the incident here has been resolved, or it may be of great help to the dragon maiden. ”

This was the case last time, Su Ziji was in the realm of inheritance, that is, in the body of the dragon monarch, and the young dragon appeared alone, one person and one dragon won the victory together, Su Ziji gained a lot of benefits, and the young dragon also successfully got the inheritance, presumably this time is the same.

Moreover, in terms of time, the time here is long, although it is not good for the young dragon, but it should be different from the proportion of time in reality, and it can be delayed by one or two.

"It's just that we still have to complete the event as soon as possible and find a breakthrough. ”

"At this moment, could it be that Long Jun is begging for rain, or is he accepting the will of the imperial court again?"

Looking up at the top, it was not a lake, but a sky, this scene was so familiar.

When Su Ziji came to the realm of inheritance and accepted the will of Great Wei as Longjun, wasn't it similar to the current scene?

Although it is underwater, there are fish swimming outside the Dragon Palace, but there is a blue sky and white clouds above the Dragon Palace, and there is a looming red sun. But to say that the situation is exactly the same, it is not.

There are enough shadows, and it seems that you can still see the world outside the Dragon Palace, there is a high platform built on the shore, and some people are standing on the high platform, and under the stage, there are dense people kneeling, looking haggard and pitiful, it seems that they are ordinary victims in the mortal world.

Su Ziji counted it carefully, and there were at least thousands of people. Is it really praying for rain?

Just when Su Ziji was thinking like this, on the first step of the high platform made of white marble in the Dragon Palace, a big demon standing respectfully bowed down and said, "The Terran official mansion has prayed for rain, may I ask Long Jun, how to reply?"

Su Ziji's gaze looked straight into the image of the mortal world through the water curtain, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at those disaster victims.

Futaba House

Under the high platform, the red sun hangs high, the scorching sun bakes the earth, the sunny day of the blue sky and white clouds in the past is naturally good weather, but the weather lasts for a long time, and the rain does not fall, so that the land dries up, and the crops die of drought, which is the most hateful weather for the people.

Heaven is not beautiful, and the people have no choice but to hope for Longjun.

In order to make it rain smoothly, the government also agreed to build a altar, and also sent King Yu to personally preside over the sacrifice.

The people kneeling below came spontaneously.

For the imperial court, although it has not rained for a long time, it has indeed made it anxious, but for ordinary people, this is no longer a matter of anxiety, but a matter of life and death.

As long as they can ask for rain, not to mention just kneeling here and praying to participate in the sacrifice, it is to sacrifice human lives, and they can also grit their teeth and do it.

"Mother, I'm hungry. In the group of people kneeling, a little girl who looked like she was five or six years old in tattered clothes secretly pulled the corner of her mother's clothes and said in a low voice.

The children of poor families have long been in charge, and at such an age, they have already understood what it means to advance and retreat, it is not really unbearable, she will not cry and cry hungry on such an occasion at all.

Not only was he hungry, but he was also thirsty, his lips were dry, and he couldn't even cry tears, only his pale face and frightened eyes.

Seeing that her mother did not move, she only knelt there, gave up pulling, and hugged her tightly.

"Mother, I'm hungry!" she said again.

The mother's eyes rolled, and she turned to look at her in a daze, and her heart was like a knife.

Even the mother, who was so thirsty, had her lips cracked, and her hungry whole person was like a dead tree that could break at any time, but in the child's wailing and crying, she still reacted.

She gently patted her daughter's small body with the palm of her hand, and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, there will be rain at the sacrifice, water when it rains, and food if there is water." ”

Unexpectedly, this is not comforting, but as soon as it is comforted, the little girl cries even more.

"Mother, you are lying! There is no rain at all, we have begged several times, but not a drop of rain has fallen! It is not at all like you said, it will rain, we will definitely starve to death!"