The honest woodcutter was not there, revealing a huge dragon, with fangs erected like sharp blades on the bloody mouth, a black scale armor glowing like metal, and the most conspicuous thing was a single horn erected on the skull. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This single horn is shining with wisps of fine light, like an electric arc beating, and a sharp breath bursts out, flooding with slaughter, but there is a faint crack on this single horn, this crack is invisible to the naked eye, but it is still the deadly death hole of this single horn.

"Alas, you don't know, the gentleman who sells hexagrams, I give him a golden carp every day, and he will pass a lesson with me. Today I went to buy a hexagram again, and he taught me to lay a net on the east side of Jinghe Bay, and cast a fish on the west bank, and I will return with a full load of fish and shrimp. If he hadn't given him this golden carp today, the old man would have lost his livelihood tomorrow. Hearing the woodcutter's words, the fisherman was not surprised by the woodcutter's appearance, and immediately spoke.

"I don't want to have such a strange person, since my husband has a reason, I don't want this golden carp boy today, let's have another carp!" Standing on the boat, Liu Boqin was elegant, without the slightest arrogance, and the white jade folding fan in his palm shook it kissing.

Compared with Liu Boqin's calm face, the woodcutter who sat on the shore turned into a dragon flashed in his eyes at this time, and the slightest violent breath floated, and the fisherman felt a cool breath blowing by, and the hairs on his body stood up, but the next moment this wisp of chill disappeared, only the gentle sunlight shrouded his body.

"Childe is polite, although this golden carp old man does not have another one, but there are many other carps, I will give it to Childe. As he spoke, the fisherman took a piece of straw rope from the boat, threaded it on the gills of a black carp of a length of a foot, and brought it over.

With a faint smile on his face, Liu Boqin took the black carp with a piece of silver still on the fisherman's boat, and the boat under him went along the flowing river without wind.

As for the fisherman, when he looked at the sun in the sky, it was not too early, so he put away the hooks that had fallen into the river, and rowed his boat towards his home.

And the woodcutter who turned into a dragon saw that the figures of Liu Boqin and the fisherman had disappeared, and suddenly the shabby robe swayed, and suddenly turned into a gorgeous robe, with a purple and gold crown on top, a pair of majestic eyes with a majestic breath, and the next moment he didn't care about Chai Xin who was thrown on the ground, and his figure turned into a streamer and disappeared into the clear river water.

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The clear water of the Jing River is still flowing, and the Dragon Palace hidden deep in the river water is like being in another piece of time and space, and the surrounding area is full of surging water, but the Dragon Palace is like a palace on the shore, without flooded flowing water.

At this time, on the wide throne on the main hall, the dragon king of Jinghe was dressed in a dragon robe, with a flat crown on his head, and the pearls that hung down were priceless in the eyes of mortals, but for the dragon palace of many treasures, it was just an ornament, and the huge night pearls were inlaid in the main hall of the dragon palace, even if there was no sunlight, the hall was still extremely bright.

At this moment, the hall is already like a court, the shrimp soldiers and crabs will stand aside, and even the tall Yasha, with knotted muscles and a thick steel fork in his hand, looks extremely powerful, making this hall very solemn.

It seems that as long as there is a dragon clan, the existence of the turtle prime minister is indispensable, and naturally there is also a turtle prime minister in this Jinghe Dragon Palace, although he is short in stature, but he stands in front of everyone, facing the extremely majestic Jinghe Dragon King at this time.

At this moment, a figure flashed into the main hall, this person was the dragon prince who turned around, his appearance broke the serious atmosphere of the hall at this time, and suddenly those important ministers of the dragon palace standing in the main hall exhaled deeply, as if they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"My son is back, I don't know what I have gained from this trip?" Seeing the figure of the dragon prince, the face of the Jinghe Dragon King showed a smile, for this prince who made him satisfied, he naturally showed his fatherly side, and rarely showed his majestic aura and angry side.

"Father and the Yaksha said that the general disaster, today the son and the fisherman talked, he said: In Chang'an City, there is a gentleman who sells hexagrams, and he is the most accurate. He gave him a carp every day, and he taught him a lesson and taught him a hundred times. If this calculation is accurate, but you don't beat the water tribe to your heart's content?Why is it a magnificent water mansion, and why is it that you can jump over the waves to assist your father's power?" The dragon standing on the main hall, his eyes were filled with anger, and when he heard the dragon king's question, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"How can this be reasonable!" Hearing what the dragon said, the Jinghe Dragon King was suddenly furious, and pulled out the divine sword on his waist with a loud sigh, flashing the divine sword of cold light, revealing a sharp edge, making everyone in the hall feel a stinging pain on their skin as if they had a needle prick. Only the diminutive turtle prime minister's small mung bean eyes shone with the brilliance of wisdom, as if he didn't feel the sharp sting at all.

"The king is angry. As the saying goes, don't listen to what you say. When the king goes, there will be clouds and rain, and he will be frightened by Chang'an Li Shu, and God will be responsible. The king is unpredictable, and there is no way to change, but he only changes a Xiushi, and he goes to Chang'an City to visit. If there is such a generation, it is not too late to be punished, if there is no such generation, is it not to harm others?" Seeing that the Dragon King was about to act angrily, Prime Minister Turtle stepped out lightly and spoke.

The voice of these words was not grand, but it also resounded in the mind of the Jinghe Dragon King like a bell. Suddenly, the Jinghe Dragon King looked at Prime Minister Turtle's eyes full of gratitude, so according to Prime Minister Turtle's words, he inserted the divine sword in his palm back into the scabbard, and walked towards the outside of the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King of Jinghe did not prosper the clouds and rain, and after coming ashore, he changed into a white-clothed showman. Eyes swept the sky of the round of red sun, see the time is not early, I am afraid that the fortune teller in Chang'an City is about to close the stall, random envoy supernatural powers, although there is no wind, no heavy rain pouring, but the white clothes fluttering, one step out is more than ten zhang.

The Dragon King of Jinghe went straight to the West Gate Street of Chang'an City, only to see a cluster of people, crowded and mixed, noisy and noisy, and there was a high-minded talk: "The life of the dragon belongs to the tiger." Yin Chen Sihai, although it is called a joint game, but what I am afraid of is the Japanese offender. When he heard this, the dragon king knew that this was the place where the hangings were sold.

Parting the people in front of him, the dragon king's eyes swept over, only to see a person sitting at a hanging table, a cloth sail hanging down only a simple hexagram, and a few small words in the corner: Mr. Shen Class Yuan Shoucheng. Who is this person? It turned out to be the uncle of Yuan Tiangang, the former Qin Tianjian Taizheng, and Yuan Shoucheng was also.