Dragon Slaying Terrace.

Ao Lie went and returned.

A pillar of soul-attracting incense has just burned out.

"You can't escape for a while. Those who have gone on this dragon slaying platform will never want to leave here unless they lose their heads. ”

The executioner said with compassion.

"Noise, crawler!"

Ao Liao shot back.

"We'll see. ”

The executioner said viciously, turned away, found a corner on the edge of the dragon slaying platform, lay down, grabbed a wine gourd bigger than his head, ignored Ao Liao, and poured wine in a muffled voice.

"Let's talk about it, what did you sell to the Jade Emperor Xiao'er this time?"

Ao Liao stared at Ao Lie with a mocking expression.

If you want the Jade Emperor to change his words, you will naturally have to pay a price. And the things that can make the Jade Emperor look at it, what the dragon clan can take out, seem to have long been dispersed.

Ao Lie also stared at Ao Liao, his dark eyes were full of indifference and emotionless.

They looked at each other for a long time.

Ao Lie's cold face suddenly floated with a sense of tiredness.

"Luck. ”

He replied:

"In the future, in heaven and on earth, the dragon robe will be changed to a yellow robe. All imperial power, no longer honored by dragons. ”

"What? Are you crazy?"

Ao Liao's eyes widened angrily, and he roared: "The imperial power totem is the last foundation of the dragon clan, the only remaining bit of luck that the dragon clan can draw in this world, and the foundation of the dragon clan." Without it, even your so-called forbearance and hard work are all in the air, a joke. You give it away. Are you in the of your brain?"

"Now the dragon clan can make the Jade Emperor look at it, and this is the only one that can make it look good. ”

Ao Lie said coldly.

"If Lao Tzu dies, he will die, and he will die. Who made you nosy. You bastard, you want Lao Tzu to become a sinner of the dragon clan through the ages!"

Ao Liao roared.

Ao Lie ignored Ao Liao's scolding, and said to himself: "That demon monkey in Huaguo Mountain caught the Dragon King of the Four Seas, nailed through the pipa bone, and tied it to a wooden frame. After drying for three days and three nights, he drew the dragon tendons of the four dragon kings. Threaten the Jade Emperor and exchange the life of the Dragon King of the Four Seas for your life. ”

Ao Liao was stunned for a moment, and his expression was complicated: "Why didn't you tell Lao Tzu this before?"

Ao Lie didn't reply to Ao Liao, but continued: "The four dragon kings are old, they wear pipa, draw dragon tendons, and don't give food and drink. They can't stand that toss, and they are not far from death. It's just that the Jade Emperor didn't want to bow his head to that demon monkey. And after I left, Ao Carp was taken away by the Jiao Demon King. The dragons have entered a desperate situation, and there is no way back. It is better to give up everything and put it to death and live later. ”

"It's just that I'm waiting for me to exchange the Jade Emperor for the Dragon Clan's luck to loosen up. The Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Yan, my father, is dead. ”

Ao Lie's face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"What?

Ao Liao was stunned for a while.

"Leave to die and live again...... Hehe, it turned out to be really dead......"

Ao Lie laughed miserably.

On the dragon slaying platform, Ao Liao grinned his teeth, his fists clenched non-stop, and the wound on the pipa bone was cracked open, and blood overflowed. But he didn't realize it.

Under the stage of slaying the dragon, Ao Lie bent down with laughter, laughing heartbreakingly.

In the corner, the drunken executioner also sneered, and the laughter was terrifying.

......

Huaguo Mountain.

Water Curtain Cave.

When more than fifty demon cultivation exercises were handed over to Feiliu, Feiliu's whole person was stunned and speechless for a long time.

It's like a dream.

"These are all demon cultivation exercises?"

Feiliu couldn't help but reconfirm.

"I wrote it all by stroke, and there can be no mistake. ”

Xiaocao smiled and said.

"There's no going to be wrong, ah, okay, I'll just distribute them. ”

Feiliu was incoherent.

He rushed outside with a pile of books and sheepskins.

It's just that I was too excited, panicked, tripped over a stone, stumbled, and spilled it all over the ground.

Feiliu was shocked and hurriedly cleaned up.

Some of the dust was contaminated, and he hurriedly and carefully wiped it with his hands, only a few times, because a little fine sweat oozed from the nervous palms, blurring the newly written ink characters.

His face changed dramatically, and the more anxious he was, the more words were blurred. He had always been cold and gloomy, but at this time he was so anxious that he almost shed tears.

"It's okay, these things are in my head, and they can't go away. ”

Xiaocao, supported by the monkey, patted Feiliu on the shoulder and comforted.

She refilled the blurred words.

Feiliu cautiously left.

Just, it didn't go far.

Feiliu folded back with a sad face.

"What's wrong?"

The monkey asked.

"I forgot, the little goblins are illiterate. ”

Flying Stream.

The monkey was stunned.

He also suddenly realized the problem.

Frowning, he said:

"I'm literate, I'm going to help them. ”

Xiaocao smiled and said, "No, Tianma's original subordinates are all literate, you can go and ask them." ”