Pear Dream Chapter 132 A Purple Dragon of Hatred

It is said that An Sanping jumped into the dragon ding, only to feel that the whole person is like a leaf in the wind, there is nowhere to focus, his body can't help but flutter, the wind is whistling in his ears, and his limbs and bones seem to be full of cold wind, cold and painful, he tried to open his eyes in the torrent, but he was taken aback: here he passed by a calm translucent body, which abounded as far as the eye could see!

An Sanping was frightened, and said in his heart, where am I going? Where is Lin Xiaotang?

There was a twinkle of starlight in front of him, and he consciously fluttered forward.

I don't know how long it took, but a hand grabbed his arm tightly!

An Sanping looked at him in a trance, a woman in red in front of him pulled him wordlessly, her skin was fair and transparent, her face was good-looking, but her eyes were gone, An Sanping felt that she was very familiar, and carefully recalled that the central door seemed to be through a glimmer of light: "An Fan?"

She held on to her left hand, the one with the word "An" on it.

"Master Ancestor......" An Sanping didn't know what she meant, but at this time, someone held him so tightly that he felt a lot more relieved.

At this time, their speed suddenly increased, and there was a strong attraction dragging them forward, An Sanping grabbed An Fan's hand tightly, noticing her anxious but speechless face.

In a trance, An Sanping saw An Fan's memories again, and it was intermittent pictures that kept passing through his mind.

When she fell into the Suoling Lake, most of her spiritual power was eaten, and when she was entangled by underwater things and couldn't get out, a green dragon winding underwater carried her to the surface of the lake, and sent her to a stone platform on the cliff that could only accommodate her, and sat and watched her.

Since then, the green dragon has come every day to send some birds and beasts, and occasionally ...... A purple flower. Anfan would also pin the flower in her hair and smile sadly at the reflection of the lake.

An Fan wanted to go back to the cliff, Qinglong hurriedly turned into a teenager to stay, the dragon horns on his head were not removed, describing his inferiority complex, An Fan gave him a big salute and turned around and left, leaving the dragon horn boy alone to watch her go away and cry at her back.

An Fan jumped off the cliff again and called for the green dragon, the green dragon appeared, he had all turned into human form, because the transformation was too anxious, and his face was pale after internal injuries, but he was ecstatic to see An Fan, and he hugged him tightly. An Fan let him hug for a moment, and slowly told him that he wanted to borrow half of his spiritual power to go back to take revenge.

Qinglong's face brightened and darkened for a moment, and he immediately shook his head. Anfan turned around and burst into tears. The young man's expression was very flustered, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then hugged her and said yes. Anfan cried even more fiercely, crying while saying that she would come back soon to return. The boy nodded, adding another purple to her hair.

Soon the young man transferred his spiritual power to An Fan, and watched An Fan leave again. As her figure became more and more distant and invisible, he gradually degenerated into the true body of the green dragon, lying on the stone platform and silently guarding.

Before An Fan returned to the Meishan faction, he took off the purple flower in his hair and stared at it for a moment, and put it into the palm seal.

There is only so much to the picture, when An Sanping opened his eyes, An Fan also looked at her fixedly, still looking very anxious, and squeezed out a word on his lips: "Flower ......"

It seemed that she couldn't think of anything else.

An Sanping had seen this expression in Meishan, and his heart suddenly became sour.

An Fan held his hand at this time, An Sanping opened his palm, and saw the flowers in his memory, slender in the palm: shaped like a daisy, purple as a tender lotus, delicate as if it had just been picked.

"Give it back...... I'm sorry......" Anfan said with difficulty, his eyes eager.

"Let me give it back to him? Tell him you're sorry, aren't you?"

An Sanping spoke clearly, hoping that she could understand this wisp of remnant soul.

An Fan relaxed, did not speak again, and nodded after a while.

The bright light in front of him became more and more dazzling, more and more hot, An Fan closed his eyes tightly, suddenly raised his head and screamed, the voice was piercing and terrifying, and then An Sanping found that he was blocked by a semicircular enchantment that shone with blue phosphorescence, and was no longer sucked into the molten flames in front of him. An Fan tried to smile at him across the barrier for a moment, and after slapping his palm at the barrier, he quickly retreated towards the flame......

The red-clothed silk shark, like a fairy, disappeared without a trace in an instant!

"Master!" An Sanping shouted, and the enchantment protected him and quickly retreated, and he remembered: "No, I can't go! I'm looking for Lin Xiaotang, he's still here!"

It's just that he lost his center of gravity at this time, and he had nowhere to exert his strength, so he had to take the risk of gritting his teeth and pushing the half of the enchantment in front of him with his palm!

Unexpectedly, the enchantment was very strange, and when he palmed it, it rebounded back with a bang, and the shock made An Sanping and Wu panic, and the speed was like a meteor, which made him almost suffocate!

The moment he lost consciousness, he saw in a trance that the dazzling flames in front of him had disappeared and turned into a bright red star......

The formation of the competition platform in front of the Dharma Protector Hall has been broken, and Feng Qisi and Venerable Tsing Yi are facing each other.

Feng Qisi looked at him without speaking, and turned to leave.

Everyone is watching, he has won, why do you need to say more?

The Dharma Protectors knew that they couldn't stop him at this time, so they all made way for him, but only the older Dharma Protector stopped him and said, "I heard that Old Man heard, does Your Excellency want to stay in the Demon Realm as a Demon Venerable?"

The wind rises and the head is raised.

"That's the case," the old man turned to Venerable Tsing Yi and bowed, "Please also ask Venerable Tsing Yi to give him a demon blood spell!

The words of this Dharma protector were sonorous, and the rest of the people looked at each other, thinking that this Feng Qisi had already defeated the most powerful person in their Demon Realm, and it was better to take it for his own use than to make him an enemy! As long as Feng Qisi drank the demon blood and sealed the magic spell, he would be a member of the nine products of the Demon Realm in this life, and from then on, he would be both prosperous and loss, and it would be closely related!

At the moment, a consensus was reached, and these loyal Dharma Protectors of the Demon Realm knelt down and begged, "Please ask Venerable Tsing Yi to grant the Demon Blood Spell!"

Venerable Tsing Yi gritted his teeth and replied: "Delusional! I lost this battle, so I just said that I would let you go! When did I promise you to stay here? If you refuse, then kill me?"

He was clenching his fists fiercely, when he suddenly frowned, looked at the sky with a shocked expression, and blurted out:

"Dragon Scale Armor?!"

Everyone was also shocked, not knowing what was happening, looking at the expression of Venerable Tsing Yi as if something earth-shattering had happened!

Venerable Tsing Yi was shocked, looked at the sky and smiled with a smile: "Impossible! Impossible!"

said that it was impossible, but he neatly left everyone on the competition platform, regardless of the pain, his body turned into a blue light, and quickly slashed away!

When the Dharma Protectors saw that he had run away, they thought that they would have to follow him no matter what, so they all followed, and there was another great flurry!

Only Feng Qisi didn't think so, and turned a blind eye to Tong Yansong next to him, and he went to accompany Chu Wenxin on the seventh grade.

The water is dark.

When An Sanping woke up, Chang Yue and the Red-clothed Venerable were next to him looking at him earnestly.

He was still on the banks of the weak water.

He immediately sat up: "Big brother, where is Lin Xiaotang?"

Chang Yue also frowned, and the red-clothed Venerable replied: "Look at Huan'er crying, naturally you haven't come back yet! What's the matter with you? Suddenly he jumped out, and he was wearing the dragon scale armor of the Tsing Yi Venerable, did he love you to such an extent? He even gave you all the life-saving armor? This thing is unparalleled in the world, I tell you that there is no second one in the world!"

Chang Yue sighed when she heard this, and said in her heart that she looked similar to Akakawa, which was not a good thing. Thankfully, he was wearing a mask.

An Sanping heard him say this, and then looked at his eyes, and sure enough, there was half an enchantment floating in the air, shining blue in the color of the lake!

"This ......" An Sanping knows that everything is not a dream!

He didn't care that he had just woken up, so he immediately ran to the lake, and his palms condensed the wind and howled, and the lake was set off by a huge wave!

"It's useless, I've tried!" The voice of the red-clothed Venerable came from behind him: "After you go in, the Soul Rising Stone will also go in! We came out to split the lake and see it, but there is nothing! The Dragon Ding is an artifact, and it has its own master, so it must go with the master! I just don't know why you suddenly fell back! Tell me, what's going on?"

An Sanping didn't know what was going on, and while trying his best to recall, he couldn't help but spread out his left palm:

A beautiful purple flower blooms in the palm of your hand.

Chang Yue and Naked-clothed looked at each other.

The Red-clothed Venerable blinked and said, "What...... Hualong Dingli is still ...... And the girl is hidden?!"

He thought about it and felt that it was wrong: "No, then, what is the matter with that dragon scale armor? That is the lifeblood of the Venerable Tsing Yi!

"I gave it!"

There was a sound of clothes, and they immediately raised their heads to see that it was none other than the Tsing Yi Venerable in their mouths!

An Sanping turned around to look, only to see that Venerable Tsing Yi's face was pale, his lips were not good, and there were faint traces of blood on his lips, which should have been injured, he was looking up at the half of the enchantment in the air blankly, and muttered to himself: "How is this possible?"

He stretched out his hand, and the dragon scale armor flew towards his hand, and Venerable Tsing Yi closed his eyes.

An Sanping didn't know what he meant, only to see another half of the dragon scale armor appear in front of Tsing Yi's eyes, the two were one, flawless.

Venerable Tsing Yi slowly opened his eyes, and tears fell from his eyes in astonishment.

"Ann, Fan!" the name came out of his mouth clearly.

He laughed insolently, but tears kept dripping: "Anfan, Fan'er, it's you, it's really you!"

Chang Yue was shocked when she heard this name!

The Red-clothed Venerable shouted, "Ghost Bamboo, have you taken the wrong medicine? Isn't this your dragon scale armor?"

At this shout, Venerable Tsing Yi raised his head, and instantly came to Venerable Crimson's side, grabbed his collar and asked, "Where is she?"

Chiyi was irritable: "What day is today! I'll tell you if you have a little light!"

Venerable Tsing Yi immediately lowered his hand.

Only then did Chiyi point at An Sanping: "Ask him! Don't move your hands and feet, the senior brother and the senior brother's uncle are here!"

As he spoke, hundreds of Dharma protectors also descended from the sky and looked at them through the lake.

Venerable Tsing Yi walked up to An Sanping and looked at him: "Tell me!"

An Sanping raised his palm and slowly unfolded it.

When Venerable Tsing Yi saw it, his eyes straightened, and he shook his hand and brushed the purple flower:

"Purple Dragon!"