The dragon stared at the crowd with eyes bigger than a grinding plate, and finally stopped at Jiu Yong's body, which made Jiu Yong's heart extremely nervous.

Could it be that he was standing here and inadvertently offended the dragon? Jiu Yong subconsciously wanted to kneel, but the dragon looked away at this time and glared behind him.

With a single snort, the tree that blocked the path of the body turned into nothingness, exposing him to the dragon.

"Stinky boy, next time you dare to use this junk food to prevaricate this seat, be careful that this seat swallows you in one bite!" the dragon spat out, a look of dissatisfaction.

Dao You rubbed his hands in embarrassment, seeing that this was not the first time, he only promised Shenlong that he would definitely bring a prey that satisfied him next time, and Shenlong gave up.

Sure enough, the dragon saw the head and the tail, and the dragon's head sank to the bottom of the lake, and the lake returned to its original calm and calm, as if nothing had happened before.

"Is this really a dragon?"

The dragon is a legendary creature that is seen so casually, which makes Jiu Yong feel unreal, like a dream, and he can't believe what is happening in front of him.

"Qing is a descendant of the ancient divine dragon, but now it is still young, if you want to become a real divine beast, you have to go to the fairy world, and it doesn't want to make progress, so it can't leave here to eat and drink..."

I don't know when, the Miao Yi Daoist appeared beside Jiu Yong, looking at the calm lake with a face of hatred, as if he was talking to himself and as if he was answering his question.

"Doctor Miao. ”

Jiu Yong has long been surprised by the appearance of Brother Miao Doctor, but for everyone, Miao Yi Daoren, as a living immortal who hangs the pot to help the world, has a reputation that even overshadows the limelight of the dean of Yingtian Academy, and his appearance caused everyone to exclaim, and once again respectfully bowed down.

Jiu Yong looked at his senior brother in surprise and had to re-examine it.

"You don't stay in the library pavilion, why are you running out to join in the fun?" The Miao Yi Daoist waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave, and then stared at Jiu Yong with a gloomy face.

As a result, I happened to meet them, and the junior brother thought that he had been in the academy for decades, and he didn't even know what our academy was like, so he followed to visit. ”

He is not frightened, and Senior Brother Miao Yan also supports him to come out to relax, so Jiu Yong will not admit it just because Brother Miao has a straight face.

"What's there to visit, since you're out, let's go back to practice!"

The Miao Doctor Taoist looked impatient, why didn't he want to make progress, let him meet it, one Qing, one junior brother, do you want to live forever?

In desperation, Jiu Yong had no choice but to return to his dojo with the senior brother.

When he came to his own cultivation room, he found that he hadn't been here for many years, and it was spotless, thinking that it was everything that Brother Miao had done, Jiu Yong was moved in his heart, it seemed that his senior brother was typical of his strict mouth and soft heart!

Jiu Yong with his hand pillow, motionless sitting on the futon to think about life, this sitting is a day and a night, when the steamed bun woke up from his sleep to find that Jiu Yong was still there stunned.

Try it, you won't die...

Yes, try it, how can you be afraid of death as a man?

Jiuyong felt that there were two villains in his mind at the moment, an angel and a demon, but he didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and he was instigating them there...

"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"

Jiu Yongteng stood up with a bang, jumped up in fright at the steamed bun lying on the side leisurely chewing the pill, and slammed his head against the wall.

"Whew!"

Jiuyong kept taking deep breaths to calm his nervousness.

As the saying goes, how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, as an electrical professional, after working for so many years, although he has paid great attention to details, he still can't avoid being beaten by electricity.

People who don't understand electricity often have a sense of fear in their hearts, and they won't easily contact it. People who understand electricity are well aware of its dangers, and after a long time, they will have a sense of awe for electricity, but the probability of electrocution due to the nature of work is much higher than that of ordinary people.

In response to that sentence, the more people who know about electricity, the more afraid they are of electricity, Jiu Yong doesn't want to touch electricity anymore, but he doesn't have a choice!

"Rayfa!"

A faint silver-white electric light appeared in the palm of Jiu Yong's hand, and Jiu Yong's hand kept picking up and putting it down, scattering and condensing, and he was still ruthless.

Just give it a try!

Jiu Yong re-condensed a trace of electric light in his hand, slowly approached his chest, and when he was about to touch himself, Jiu Yong closed his eyes.

Mantou tilted his head to the side and looked at Jiu Yong's inexplicable movements with a puzzled expression, it was difficult to understand all this, when did humans like to harm themselves?

At this moment, Jiu Yong thought a lot, and at the moment when the electric light was about to hit his body, the electric light dispersed into a little light and disappeared.

As if he had been salvaged from the water, Jiu Yong collapsed on the ground covered in sweat, moved his body and leaned against the corner, gasping for breath.

"Go find some paper and ink..."

Raising his still spasmodic hand with difficulty, Jiu Yong urged the steamed bun to hurry up and find what he wanted. As for the steamed buns, they spun around twice in place and rushed out of the cultivation room.

Jiu Yong is ruthless and doesn't fight for himself, and really wants to give himself two fists.

After a while, the steamed bun didn't know where to find the paper and pen, ran back in his mouth, and hid far away after putting it in front of Jiu Yong, staring at Jiu Yong curiously.

Jiu Yong didn't have time to care about it now, he took a few deep breaths again, and then took a pen and wrote on the paper, and this writing was in three copies.

"Mom and Dad..."

"Old man..."

"Uncle Shi of Yingtian Academy and all the senior brothers..."

After writing three letters or three suicide notes, it would be more appropriate, Jiu Yong really didn't want to move, and after packing them separately, he beckoned to let the steamed buns come over.

"You have to remember what I said now, if something happens to me later, you must not forget it, and you must do a good job of what I have told you!"

"This letter is for the old man, and this letter is for the uncles and brothers of Yingtian Academy, don't get confused. I guess you won't be able to deliver this last one, so if I really have a mistake, you can help me burn it..."

After saying this, Jiu Yong was about to put the three letters into the storage ring around Mantou's neck, but Mantou was killed and didn't want to ask for this thing, so he kept retreating.

"Be obedient, don't mess around!"

Jiu Yong grabbed the neck of the steamed bun and didn't let it escape.

"Woo!"