I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 222 Fellow Daoist Huanglong, you are right!
"Come on, what are you tweaking, are you still embarrassed?"

In Chongshan, in a hot magma pool, Zhu Rong generously entered it and enjoyed the wonderful magma bath.

The prince Changqin also took off his clothes, dropped into the magma naked, and looked at Huanglong with a smile on his face.

Beside the magma, Huanglong was still a little dazed, thinking about what Zhu Rong said just now, "This is not a place to talk". The Great Plains is not a place to talk, but this open-air magma pool is a place to talk?
"Why? You won't come down until the matter is settled? You're as noble as your master, and you don't look down on us." Zhu Rong said dissatisfied.

"My teacher is born with a clear spirit, is extraordinary, is a high-ranking sentient being, and has outstanding conduct. Naturally, he is worthy of our admiration." Huang Long replied, saying that my master was too much in front of me.

Zhu Rong seemed to know that he was wrong, but he didn't care, and said straightly, "Can't you get down?"

Huang Long rolled his eyes, and then took off all his clothes.

This is not the magma in the deepest part of Chongshan. With his body level, entering it is really no different from taking a bath.

Anyway, they are all big men, you look at me, I look at yours, it's nothing.

And in terms of physical capital, although Pangu's blood has always been tyrannical, the Dragon Clan has never been afraid of anyone.

After entering the magma, suddenly, a wave of fiery heat hit, but it was quickly absorbed by Huanglong's own Liuding Xuangong.

It feels very comfortable.

Zhu Rong, who saw it, immediately showed a satisfied smile and said: "Good boy, this is the dragon who can become a great witch in our tree lineage, and let the second brother praise you again and again. Okay, let alone, human fire god, I will do it!" Now, for the specifics, you and Changqin will discuss it."

After finishing speaking, I really closed my eyes and began to enjoy the magma bath.

The Huanglong I saw was a surprise, is co-authoring this a test?

People who can take a bath with us are considered a family?

However, seeing Zhu Rong's posture of really wanting to enjoy himself, Huang Long also wisely stopped entangled with him, and instead chatted with Prince Changqin. Compared with Zhu Rong, who is reckless and can't beat himself, Prince Changqin is still the prince. More suitable for contact cooperation.

The prince Changqin was also honest, and he directly asked some of his usual questions, and how to form an alliance and cooperation with the human race in the next step, these details must also be finalized.

We don't mind losing money.

Anyway, my father has agreed to suffer, but not too much.

It's okay to contribute, but you can't sell yourself.

Of course, Huang Long is a real person, he always considers the pulse of fire in his words, and when he talks about the current situation of the pulse of fire, under the seemingly peaceful situation, there are actually turbulent undercurrents, and there are contradictions inside and outside.

Inside, the recognition of witchcraft in the clan is not very high. Although they do not reject it, they seldom take the initiative to practice it, resisting those outsiders who have the same status as them; Death, the foundations are all there. In the promotion of shamanism, they frequently use small tricks. After the good policies are implemented, they will become completely different. In the end, they may start to miss Dijun's kindness.

One inside and one outside, the outside and the inside of each other.

If the former contradiction is not eased, the descendants of Zhurong will become more and more repulsed by foreigners, causing foreigners to distrust the witches less and less, and they will become less and less convinced. The more aliens are excluded.

Are you asked to come or not, and you are still required?Shame on your face?Kill them all!
Hearing the crown prince Changqin nodding repeatedly, it seems to be the same reason. According to such cooperation, not only will there be no loss, but also a profit. Looking at Huanglong's eyes, he admires it even more.

"This matter is quite serious. I still need the assistance of six assistants. I hope fellow Taoists will agree that they can freely enter and exit the vein of Chongshan Fire." Huang Long said.

"Small matter, which six do you think they are?" Prince Changqin asked.

"Ran Deng, Cang Jie, Xing Tian, ​​Qing Xu, Dao Xing, Qing Feng." Huang Long said.

"Qingxu, Daoxing?" Prince Changqin's eyes sharpened suddenly. The other four didn't care. They just had a beating with the lamp, so it was okay. Cangjie seemed to be a person, so there was nothing wrong with him. One branch, one family, Qingfeng, I haven't heard of it, I don't care about it, but Qingxu Daoxing these two bastards, you let him come?

"The karma has already been established, so there is absolutely no reason to leave it alone. Since I, Kunlun, are at fault, those who should apologize should apologize. I have brought those two bastards here, and let him suffer a lot in Chongshan, and he will Redemption." Huang Long said seriously.

This kind of cause and effect, it is better to resolve it as soon as possible, otherwise God knows what will happen in the future.

Honestly come to sell yourself to work.

Especially Qingxu, who is also a body of fire virtue, who comes here to hone for a while, maybe he can prove Taiyi.

"Enduring hardship?" Crown Prince Changqin's eyes lit up. If you say that, it's another matter.

The girl was already clamoring for revenge, but Kunlun is not easy to mess with, and now that everyone is still a family, this revenge is even more difficult to say, is this an opportunity to take the initiative to send it up?

"That's right, they are willing to contribute to the branch of fire." Huang Long said seriously.

Prince Changqin was even more satisfied when he heard the words, nodded repeatedly, and the more he talked, the happier he was. He just felt that Huanglong's words had touched his heart. It was so late to meet each other. ——Xuanyuan Shenjiu, come and share with Huanglong.

"This is the wine brewed by Xuanyuan, the mysterious Great Luo Immortal. Although this wine was invented by you in West Kunlun, but ah, if you want to say that it is strong and delicious, it is Xuanyuan. There are only thirty altars in 1000 years, and it depends on chance. , can’t be met, today friends come here, just enjoy it.” Prince Changqin introduced to Huanglong excitedly, there was no lack of pride in his words.

After all, this wine is really rare.

Xuanyuan Taoist, unknown origin, unknown roots, the number one figure who suddenly appeared in the prehistoric, claiming to use wine to prove Taoism into Daluo, once fought six wine fights with the female fairy Baihua Fairy of West Kunlun, winning three times and losing three, regardless of the outcome .

Thirty altars of wine have been brewed for thousands of years, and the wine contains his understanding of the Tao, and then given to those who are destined, it is a treasure that cannot be found.

"That is, this Taoist Xuanyuan, although I have never seen it, but I heard from Baihua that he is indeed a true immortal of the Tao of wine. It's just a pity that he has always left behind a jar of Xuanyuan wine, which is said to be the essence of his life , in memory of the virtues of West Kunlun, gifted to me." Huang Long said.

"Oh? The wine that condenses Taoist Xuanyuan's lifelong insights?" Prince Changqin suddenly became interested when he heard the words, his eyes lit up, and Zhu Rong, who was lying on the side and didn't want to talk, sat up all of a sudden.

"Yes, it is said that this wine was made by him looking up at the stars in the nine heavens and looking down at the mountains and rivers. Because West Kunlun created the wine way, he returned to Kunlun and left a jar. If Prince Changqin wants it, why not open it today Let's seal it up." Huang Long said with a smile.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Prince Changqin showed an expression of embarrassment, but I really wanted it.

"What's so embarrassing, I have always wanted to drink it, but it's a pity that I didn't have a suitable time. After all, even if it's the same wine, it's different if you drink it with different monks. It's better to drink it with the people of the heavens in the past. Alcohol is also low-grade, and with those who don't know about wine, it is also middle-grade, only with Prince Changqin and senior Zhu Rong, it is high-grade." Huang Long blurted out, it was a classic drunkard theory.

He had read too many of these theories in his previous life, especially in the martial arts novels written by a certain master, in which wine was never possible.

Hearing that Zhu Rong and his son were in agreement, Huang Long took out his fine wine again, and the aroma of the wine was tangy.

Prince Changqin could hardly bear to grab it, but before he could do it, the wine jar in Huanglong's hand disappeared out of thin air and appeared in Zhu Rong's hand. Zhu Rong didn't care, took a sip first, and said with glowing eyes: "good wine !"

(End of this chapter)