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Maybe it's an illusion, Yunmo always feels that there is a strange atmosphere in the East China Sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This feeling has taken root in his heart since he was in the Conch Palace of the Shark Country, and sprouted when he entered the Crystal Palace, and after all these twists and turns, an unknown hidden worry arose in his heart.

When they entered the canyon, they did not encounter any dragon soldiers who stood in the way, only the silent caves left on the cliff walls on both sides.

The Wave Legion has all withdrawn.

The sea beneath Sunrise Island has returned to calm. As time passed, the silent but mighty undercurrent waters of the sea were taken away and wiped out by the pitted ground, the scarred soil, and the densely scattered corpses of sea earthworms left behind by one of their fierce battles, and no one could know what kind of battle had taken place here, and a race was nearly wiped out here.

In addition, the artificially raised and towering leyline also bears witness to the fact that there was once a strange race here that even the Wave Legion could not retreat.

Yunmo's uneasiness was magnified to the extreme in Yinghua Palace.

The dragon patriarch still looked polite and polite, acting unhurriedly, and even after listening to the earth-shattering news that Qin Yu had been brewing for a long time, he only smiled faintly, and refilled a cup of tea for him who was dry-mouthed.

"Senior, you ......" Qin Yu was a little deflated, originally to please the Xiaoyue family, but he didn't expect that people didn't have any mood swings at all.

"Aren't you curious why I didn't look surprised at all?" As if seeing Qin Yu's frustration, the Dragon Patriarch smiled slightly and explained to the three of them: "Back then, my ancestor quit the Council of Elders, and I also resigned as the commander of the Soaring Wave Legion. ”

Speaking of the frustrated past decades ago, even with the open-mindedness of the dragon patriarch, he couldn't help but have a little trembling bitterness in his tone: "But my ancestor told me a long time ago that our dragon clan will be reactivated within a hundred years." Do you know why?"

The most comfortable thing about the dragon patriarch is. He always spoke to them on an equal footing, calling himself "I". And the other dragon clans, even if they are as upright and humble as the Great Elder, always refer to themselves as "Bengong" in their words, with a somewhat condescending meaning.

Hearing the question of the dragon patriarch, Yunmo was stunned, and Xiaobai was thoughtful. Yan Ran smiled, and Qin Yu's eyes closed suddenly, and blurted out: "For stability!"

After seeing the approving gaze of the dragon patriarch, he was even more excited: "On the one hand, the power vacuum left by the dragon clan after hibernation will cause other clans to compete for partition, and the fewer participants, the more difficult it will be for the dragon king to balance their forces, and after their power division gradually stabilizes." Resurrect the Dragons, break their balance, and disrupt the game again. His eyes flashed with an inexplicable brilliance: "So, the four clans, no, now there are five clans with the Jiaolong clan." These five clans will only continue to consume their own strength in the struggle for power, and profit. There is only one family of the Purple Gold Royal Family to which the Dragon King belongs!"

"Bang Bang!" The dragon patriarch gave applause without hesitation, and said approvingly: "The virtuous nephew has a good eye, far better than I did back then! At that time, I led the Soaring Wave Legion to win several battles in a row, and it was when I was in high spirits, and I didn't understand my father's decision to ask our whole family to step down. My father said something to me at the time, and it was the same as what my nephew said. ”

"He said that our dragon clan has been a sword in the hands of His Majesty since ancient times. Wherever Your Majesty points out, we will cut it down. This is also the source of our great glory. Now that His Majesty feels that the blade is too harsh, and wants to put it back in its sheath, it is time for us to be silent. He smiled and said, "Since it is a treasure knife that is used to being used, there will always be a day when it will be unsheathed again!"

"I've been waiting for that day for years, so I'm not in a hurry, because I know that day will come. Your Majesty will not let our dragon clan remain silent for too long. His expression suddenly became a little serious: "I think Your Majesty has already had the intention of reviving our dragon clan." The fact that a few of you seeking medical treatment for Yue'er is an opportunity in his eyes. It is likely that you will be sent to Sunrise Island. It was also deliberately done by His Majesty. ”

Is it intentional......

Thinking of the fact that Ao Ye, the Dragon King under the pseudonym Long Ye at that time, had privately transmitted the voice with the Dragon Patriarch, Yun Mo nodded, maybe the Dragon Patriarch at that time had already received a hint that he would recover, so when he heard the Great Elder's proposal conveyed by Qin Yu today, he seemed so calm and calm.

It's just that I don't know what role the Great Elder has played in this matter as an upright elder who has always appeared as an upright elder who maintains the Dragon King?

In the small building of the Yan Holy Maiden, Qin Yu stood downstairs a little worried, on the one hand, he was worried because of the obvious opposition to his heart, on the other hand, he couldn't hold back last time, he slammed the door in a gaffe, and this time he visited the door again, but he was very embarrassed.

Yunmo only used one sentence to dispel his intention to retreat.

"Satsuki is still lying on it!"

Still like the first time they met, the Holy Maiden sat quietly in front of the small window, looking at the soft white light like the moonlight, and the whole floor was filled with a quiet and sacred atmosphere.

The dwarf that housed Satsuki was moved under the eaves of the window at some point, and the Lady sat down at the head of the bed, resting Satsuki's head on her lap, her slender five fingers slowly inserting into her long silver hair, and gently combing it downward. She hummed a soothing song softly in an unknown language, and her other hand tapped on the edge of the chair she was sitting on, beating it again and again.

This scene is like many ordinary mothers, combing their young daughters' hair, singing nursery rhymes to beat, and softly coaxing their naughty children to sleep peacefully.

The two pieces of silver hair, which were also scattered, reflected the sparkling waves under the faint light of the treasure, like two Milky Ways hanging down for nine days.

The three of them couldn't help but avoid breathing, for fear of interrupting such a warm picture, and quietly stood aside and watched quietly, listening to the singing of the Holy Maiden.

It seems that because she has been sitting alone for a long time and has not sung for a long time, the singing voice of the Holy Maiden is a little rusty, and the tune may occasionally stop.

However, the love and pity contained in this song, with a mysterious power called "maternal love", silently infected several people.

Qin Yu remembered that in the early years, when Zhou Xian traveled the world, the two of them were precarious and had no fixed place. but laughed and scolded the carefree days;

Yunmo suddenly remembered his beautiful master with a knife mouth and tofu heart, the woman in white with a melancholy look between her eyebrows, and the warm smile of the woman who was called "mother" from another world that he thought he had forgotten, and his chest was clogged and sore.

On the side, he saw Xiaobai's beautiful eyes shining. Crystal clear tears hung on the long eyelashes, shaky.

Is she also missing her distant relatives? Yunmo suddenly had a sour and stinging pain in his chest, like a needle and a bayonet, and the pain was extremely unbearable.

Just because in his mind, he suddenly thought of the big white fox with snow-white fur, with six tails swinging in the wind.

That's Xiaobai's son. Little Six.

He suddenly felt that he was so far away from Xiaobai, although the two stood side by side, but the distance between their shoulders was like a distance of 108,000 miles, the ends of the world, thousands of mountains and rivers.

Although he had the idea of keeping a distance from Xiaobai, he really found that the two of them were like a moat. But it is so uncomfortable, like being shot by thousands of arrows, cutting by a thousand knives, and like being swept away in the stormy waves, drifting uncertainly. Yunmo, who was already immersed in the sadness of memories, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, and his vision was foggy. A hot teardrop fell to the ground and dried up.

Xiaoxiao, who had been obediently following Yunmo's side, happened to squat at his feet, and the tears containing a burning sense of passion fell in front of her. The little thing raised his head, his little black and bright eyes stared at the two faint wet marks on Yunmo's cheeks, as if he felt his heartache and sadness, and jumped into his arms by climbing his trouser legs, and the warm wet tongue wiped away the tears on his cheeks. The plush head rubbed against his face, and the earlobe was delicately clutched.

"You...... Are you okay?" Xiao Bai, who was close at hand, would not feel the slightest movement, she tilted her head lightly, and immediately saw Yunmo's reddish eyes. I was surprised that he had such a sad and touching side, so he leaned over and asked softly.

His heart sank, and Yunmo obviously noticed that when Xiaobai talked to him, he was no longer as ambiguous and intimate as before, but deliberately kept his distance.

It's close at hand, but it's far away.

Did she also think of the same concerns, so she began to pay attention to the scale of the relationship between the two?

Yunmo felt that when the two thought of a piece, he should feel relaxed and happy.

But in his heart, why is he so lost and so sad?

"It's been a long wait. ”

After singing the song, the Holy Maiden of Yan carefully moved Xiaoyue to the bed and placed it, then slowly turned around and said softly to the three people standing quietly by the door: "How many of you must have done a good job?"

Although she guessed everything, her expression was still light, neither did she have any unhappy look for Qin Yu's rudeness at that time, nor did she feel happy that Xiaoyue was about to be treated.

"Senior, we are here to pick up Xiao Yue" Seeing that Yunmo and Xiao Bai were staring at him, Qin Yu endured the embarrassment, stepped forward and replied: "We have fulfilled our promise, and the Dragon King will not shirk it again, as long as we return to the Crystal Palace, Xiao Yue will be able to wake up with the help of the Dragon Ball!"

The Holy Maiden frowned slightly, lowered her eyelids, caressed Xiao Yue's cheeks, and her voice was cold and couldn't hear joy and sorrow: "Then I'll bother a few people!"

Qin Yu only thought that she still had prejudices against herself, pursed her lips and didn't speak, bowed down, and walked to the side of the bed and carefully hugged Xiaoyue.

"Why are the seniors a little dissatisfied with our trip?" Yun Mo watched coldly, only feeling that the attitude of the Holy Maiden Yan was indescribably strange, and seeing that Qin Yu was about to walk out of the door, he couldn't help but ask.

When Yue'er returned, the wheel of fortune had already started again. Her life has been full of ups and downs, what is the difference between waking up and not waking up?"

"What do you mean by senior, can you make it clear?" Yunmo was confused, listening to what she meant, their line of work may not be smooth sailing? He already knew that the dragon saints had some skills in divination, so he felt that it would be better for him to ask clearly.

"Yun Gongzi, please take care of it!" But the Holy Maiden Yan did not answer directly, leaving a sentence without a beginning or end, and then only shook her head but did not speak.

Yun Mo glanced at Qin Yu, who had a gloomy expression, but he had no choice but to walk down the small building and leave Yinghua Palace and head towards the Crystal Palace. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.. Read. )