On the mountainside, three huge pythons looked at the unconscious three people on the ground with fearful eyes, to be precise, at the wrist of the man in black with a mask on his face among the three.

The masked man wore a tiny black bracelet on his left wrist, a thick layer of slime sticking to it, but it was still shining in the sun. At this moment, the black bracelet moved strangely.

As if it came to life, it hovered over the masked man's wrist, making a sound similar to a dragon's groan, and that layer of slime disappeared immediately at the moment of the 'bracelet' activity, the 'bracelet' was only the thickness of a finger, and upon closer inspection, it was found that the 'bracelet' was not a dead thing at all, but a living thing, with a nose, eyes, and horns.

Is it a snake, a dragon, or a dragon?

The creature that looked like a snake but not a snake, a dragon and not a dragon slid down from the masked man's wrist, and it raised its proud head and looked coldly at the three large pythons in front of it that were ten thousand times larger than it were like a king looking at his betrayed subjects.

The three pythons looked at this "close relative" in front of them with a bloodline many times higher than them, and the noble aura exuded by the creatures that looked like snakes and not snakes, like dragons and not dragons made them salivate at the same time.

The thumb-sized snake's head, with eyes less than the size of sesame seeds, glanced at the three giant pythons with disdain, and a sound similar to a dragon's groan came out again, and then, the snake-like creature that looked like a snake but not a snake, a dragon and not a dragon, and a dragon and not a dragon quickly grew larger like a mythical god. In just an instant, the serpentine creature was as big as a hundred feet, and just that, the three reticulated pythons that originally looked "huge" became worthless in an instant.

-- Jiao resembles a snake with four legs, a dragon genus.

Up to 100 feet, resembling a snake, with two horns, and four legs, the dragon genus - Jiaoye!

Jiaolong stared at the three reticulated pythons in front of it like loaches, the huge golden pupils were dazzling, it floated in mid-air, the extremely thin dragon power was invisibly emanated, the dragon's mouth was open, and the three reticulated pythons devoured into the stomach.

With a hiccup, the dragon eye swept around, and after finding no threat, his huge body suddenly became smaller, and returned to only the thickness of a finger, and flew back to the masked man's wrist hovering, turning into an inconspicuous bracelet again.

The next day, the red sun rises in the east, shining on the earth, everything rises from its slumber, busy people prepare for the beginning of a new day, time stops at this moment, and the simplest and purest happiness in the world blooms at this moment.

The villagers of Lingjia Village fell into another kind of busyness... The people who went into the mountains yesterday to hunt have returned...... Except for Wang Ji. The sudden absence of one person plunged the village into an inexplicable panic.

Although Lingjia Village is located in the belly of a mountain and surrounded by mountains, it is isolated from the colorful world outside, but it is also isolated from the wars outside, and his wife is separated. Although people live in poverty, they can be regarded as worry-free about food and clothing, a world of their own, people live and work in peace and contentment, and live on this for generations, no one goes to the outside world, and there will be no war, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small peach blossom paradise that exists in the troubled times. Moreover, there are also several similar villages near Lingjia Village, where children and grandchildren, generations, and generations have lived like this, and they have never heard of a fierce beast, and it is really unsettling that there is one person missing.

After some discussion, the people in the village decided to go to Xishan to find someone, not only because of Wang Ji, but yesterday someone in the village saw a dragon appearing in Xishan and didn't know if it was true or not.

The people of the village were very superstitious and believed that the dragon was the 'rain god' and that it would be a great sin to offend the gods. Wang Ji didn't return all night, maybe he offended the gods, maybe the gods took a fancy to him, no matter which one he was, he couldn't be lazy... If there were dragons. If it doesn't, that's a different story...... In short, we must find Wang Ji first.

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Yun Ran opened her eyes, the light of the red sun sprinkled a layer of red light around her body, and her eyes were stabbed slightly by the sun, as if she had not adapted to its light.

Struggling to sit up, holding the ground with her left hand, she looked around, and there were two teenagers lying in a pool of blood, one was a man in black she knew, and the other was a stranger she had never seen before.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of this plainly dressed young man, Yun Ran, hesitated for a moment, and let go of this seemingly bloodthirsty thought.

Glancing at the man in black, he woke him up after making sure he was okay.

The man in black has a pair of good-looking eyes, hidden under the mask, narrow and long Danfeng eyes, black pupils are like the most beautiful obsidian brilliance, and a phoenix rising from the sky is hidden in the pupils, looking at the world.

"Are you okay?" Yun Ran asked, licking her dry lips.

The man nodded, looked at Yun Ran with concern, habitually glanced at his left wrist, and saw a touch of pure black on his wrist, and relieved himself.

"I'm fine, do I have water?" Yun Ran was really thirsty.

"Huoyun has quit, I'll go find it for you. The man got up and swept around, trying to see if there was water.

Yun Ran just wanted to say no, but before he could speak, he saw the man pull out his sword and walk towards the young man in a cloth shirt, obviously with murderous intent.

"Ah Qi, don't kill him. Yun Ran's voice sounded behind the man.

"Why. The man who called Ah Fei stopped moving, but the sword in his hand was not put down, and he turned his head to look at Yun Ran, waiting for her explanation.

"We don't know where we've been teleported, it's not in our interest to kill right now, and we need him to take us to blend in with the crowd here. Yun Ran stood up, the mucus on her body falling off with her movements, "You wake him up." ”

The man was silent for a long time before he said, "Okay." ”

Put the Qingyun sword into the scabbard, squatted down, and was about to wake up Wang Ji, when his eyes inadvertently found the blood jade on Wang Ji's neck, frowned, and tore the jade pendant off Wang Ji's neck and handed it to Yun Ran: "Look." ”

Yun Ran took the jade pendant, only felt incredible, and after a long time, he spoke: "Wang Miaochen's son." ”

The man shook his head, "I don't know, the jade pendant is on him, it should be." ”

"Put it back. ”

As a result, the jade pendant was put back on the young man's body and woke him up.

Wang Ji woke up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the masked man in front of him, and asked in a daze, "Is this hell?" Only then did he suddenly realize, what kind of hell is this! It was clear that he was not dead, and thinking that he was not dead, Wang Ji felt that his life was great, and he did not die like this. Looking at the shattered corpses around him and the handsome man in front of him, he couldn't help but feel good at the same time.

Hurriedly got up, and looked at the woman in red behind the man in black, and couldn't help but be shocked. I just think that this is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life, and even Yang Rong from the next village can't compare.

The red clothes were like torches, burning like fire, the long hair that reached the waist was scattered at will, the face was like mutton fat, and the good-looking peach blossom eyes were shining. is covered in blood, and she can't stop her from being peerless.