Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 745

With a wave of his hand, Mianju took back the released lion's soul, bowed and said:
"Acceptance!"

Sanjie returned to his seat with a blank expression.

Yaoyao condensed her eyebrows and gasped: "Didn't hit?"

The people on the field suddenly became a mess: "This is so boring."

"Yeah, why don't you fight?"

It wasn't until the sound of war drums that the scene calmed down.

Three days later, there were not many spectators, and the seats were more than half empty.

The rest were either those who wanted to see the results after being eliminated, or those who entered the third round of the competition.

Calculating carefully, there are still 12 players left in the competition. Two people will play against each other, and then there will be six players left, and then only three players will be able to enter the ranking of this competition.

The remaining three are the final winners, but if the six are all disciples of the same division, then there will be no battle, after all, this competition is for the outside world, not for the inside.

For Meng Jiu'er, she came here this time to find Dilong, and after living forever, she has long been indifferent to fame and fortune.

In this life, when she completes the mission of being a human being in her last life, she will be able to ascend back to her fruit position in the daytime.

After finishing the last thing, Ah Jiu planned to leave Yulongmen ahead of schedule.

Inside Suolong Pagoda, Sixi stretched and supported the door frame, eyes blurred: "Junior Sister, I spent a lot of cultivation this time, and the competition didn't finish as scheduled, how can you compensate me?"

Meng Jiu'er chuckled, and grandly took out Jie Jian from her bosom and wiped it with her finger, erasing her mark, and threw it to San Jie:
"Brother, I will naturally not go back on what I promised you."

Sixi's eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked over and over with the measuring ruler, with a smile on her lips:

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

After speaking, he claimed to go to watch the game and see the final result.

Meng Jiuer walked into the pagoda and found Zihui sitting cross-legged on the ground shirtless. Seeing Meng Jiuer coming, he put down his hands and got up and said:
"Ms. Meng, thank you for your kindness. There is no way to repay this kindness. Please pay respects to my son."

After finishing speaking, Zi Hui knelt down and kowtowed three times, but Meng Jiuer didn't stop her. There was nothing wrong with kowtowing to the mother of all things.

"Zihui, what are your future plans?" Meng Jiuer looked at Zihui seriously.

Pain was written on his simple and honest face, his hands were clenched tightly, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Meng Jiuer knew what he was struggling with, and took the initiative to say: "With your current cultivation base, you can only control dragons. If you want to inherit the position of head and take revenge again, in my opinion, you are no match for those old guys at all. , now that you are resurrected from the dead, it is naturally not easy to stay in Yulongmen."

Zihui showed a tangled expression, gritted his teeth and said, "Please explain, Miss Meng."

Ah Jiu paced back and forth with her hands behind her back: "How about this, you go down the mountain with me, and you don't have to ask me to be your teacher separately, how about I teach you the exercises? After many years, I will send you the earth dragon, and you will come back. "

As soon as the words came out, the child looked back in shock.

The earth dragon in his arms came out, fell to the ground along Jiu'er's clothes, and instantly transformed into a seven or eight-year-old boy:

"Big brother back."

Zihui's shock turned into fear in an instant, and he took two steps back: "You... whose child are you from?"

Ah Jiu laughed lightly: "He looks like the primordial spirit of Earth Dragon."

Zihui turned pale with shock: "Primitive Spirit? Hasn't that Earth Dragon already practiced..."

"That's right." Dilong patted his chest and said proudly, "I have practiced 820 recitations, and in 180 years, I will be eight years old."

"Then your cultivation is higher than mine? No wonder..." Zihui muttered to himself, "No wonder I couldn't see through your cultivation. I thought you were just an ordinary poisonous snake."

Meng Jiuer laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist: "That's because your cultivation is not good, but you may not know that Dilong is the last surviving bloodline of the Shenlong clan, with half of Qilin's bloodline. I'll take you to a place and see if you can tame one."

Zi Zi didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and now when he saw Meng Jiu'er again, he felt very strange.

Who is she?Why is there an illusion of coercion between the words?another world?which world?Are there other worlds in this world?

Seeing that he was stunned on the spot, Ah Jiu couldn't help laughing: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to go down the mountain with me or stay here at Yulongmen? If you stay, I'll give you a hand before you leave. Maybe we won't be able to say goodbye today." I won't see you again."

Only then did Zihui regain his sanity, cupped his hands and said politely: "Thank you, Miss Meng, for your kindness, Zihui will never leave Yulongmen easily with his teacher at his side. As for the earth dragon, this thing is too precious, and Zihui is not blessed to accept it." .”

Ah Jiu shook his head helplessly, rigid, it was too rigid.

"Zihui, are you trying to betray the teacher?" At this time, a white-haired old man walked outside the tower, followed by two Taoist boys on the left and right sides.

Zihui shrank his pupils and hurriedly knelt down: "Uncle Master."

(End of this chapter)