Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 902 It's Me!juvenile!

At the first level of Qin Ling, everyone could only exclaim in surprise at what happened in front of them!
Two dragons, one black and one white, suddenly sprang out from the dragons that had been transformed into clouds and mist. Before everyone could react, they threw Xie Yi'an into the sky!

People watched helplessly that their respected Layman Liuru was plunged into the realm of death in this way!
With a "bang", Xie Yi'an's body slammed into the nearby cliff, making the sound of bones breaking!

Then, the two mist-formed dragons, one black and one white, opened their mouths wide, and then bit down on Xie Yi'an's shoulder at the same time, trying to tear him apart.

However, under such a violent impact, Xie Yi'an still remained in absolute shock. He hastily turned his hand over, and the dagger in his sleeve shot out instantly, and then pierced into the two dragons, one black and one white.

Transformed into black mist.

Transformed into a white mist.

The two dragons were cut open along with Xie Yi'an, and people watched everything in front of them with bated breath.

Xie Yi'an is their pillar, if something happens to him, what should we do?
Sweat and blood gushed out of Xie Yi'an's body, but under Xie Yi'an's resistance, the black and white dragons were finally cut into a mist and then dispersed.

His body lost strength instantly, and then fell from above.

People rushed up!

"Liu Ru layman!"

"Father!"

……

Xie Yi'an squatted there, his bones were already dislocated, but his gaze was still majestic and calm, and his voice was still calm: "Form the formation! Send the people away!"

As a result, the disciples of Qingya Academy formed a group in an instant, and then stood in front of the common people!

He Zigui stood there, and after hearing Xie Yi'an's words, he waved his hand and asked the soldiers to escort the people out together.

However, they remained motionless.

He Zigui still wanted to talk, but a private teacher standing there said, "Although I am not talented, I cannot enter Qingya Academy, but I have read a few books and know a word. The world is the world of all the people in the world." , How can there be no eggs under the overturned nest? Even if we return to Dongdu, or escape from Dongdu, if your defense fails, how can we survive? How can Dongdu exist? Therefore, we will not leave! Even if the strength is slightly weak, we will never leave!"

"will not leave!"

"will not leave!"

……

Voices rang out from the crowd.

Maybe they are weak, maybe they can only watch on the sidelines in the end, but since the world is the world of the world, then how can they abandon their own world?

Do you enjoy it in the prosperous age?Do you run away when you are in danger?

To live, everyone must live!

Looking at that individual, old and young, men and women, seeing the firm light in their eyes, he was shocked and moved for a moment.

Perhaps, after experiencing the catastrophe in the Eastern Capital of Sumeru, everyone learned one thing, and that is to work hard together with all their strength, so that even if they lose, they will never regret it!

He Zigui looked at the disciples of Qingya Academy standing in front, and then smiled: "Okay! We will advance and retreat with Layman Liuru!"

Together!

The disciples of Qingya Academy had just lined up, and the countless dragons transformed by the mist had already rushed out from the mountains. The billowing clouds, billowing murderous intent, billowing hideousness, those things splashed away, and in an instant, brought Come to the feeling of suffocation!
"Raise the sword!" Mo Feibai yelled.

After thousands of times of training, the disciples of the entire Qingya Academy have already cooperated perfectly. The long swords were pulled out in an instant, and they rushed out towards the sky and the earth according to their respective positions.

In an instant, the fog dragon covered everything, and hit the thousands of swords without any scruples.

The moment Wulong touched, the disciples of Qingya Academy, who are not afraid of life and death, already felt something was wrong!

It’s over.

Even though they have trained thousands of times, they are still nothing compared to those [-] giant dragons!
They heard the sound of the long sword breaking in their hands.

"Crack."

"Crack."

"Crack."

……

One after another of the long swords broke in the mist, and then, there was a gap in the formation formed in an instant, and those giant dragons bit a disciple of Qingya Academy, and then threw him out!
There is no way to fight back!

The formation is already being defeated, and the position occupied by that person is the most important position, but now, it has been destroyed by the fog dragon!

Once the formation is defeated, Wanlong will come out completely!
And just when the formation was about to fall short, a sharp knife came out, and then a girl stood in the most dangerous position!

She chopped off a giant dragon with one blow, and cursed angrily, "Fuck your grandma!"

Xie Chichun.

She used to be a disciple of Qingya Academy, and practiced this formation like everyone else!
Fit perfectly.

The entire formation was integrated into one, forming a huge barrier to block the fog dragon inside. Everyone's arm holding the long sword had begun to ooze blood, but no one showed the slightest timidity.

This is the responsibility of their Qingya Academy disciples.

From the moment they entered Qingya Academy, the first sentence that everyone came into contact with was not martial arts, but family and country.

Family and country come first, so what is a person?
At the side, Mrs. Xie supported Xie Yi'an, and Xie Yi'an shook Mrs. Xie's hand, then stood up, took the knife, rushed into the mist dragon, and swung the blade.

It was the half-holy blade, which broke through the bodies of those dragons again and again, endlessly.

However, after turning the fog dragons into fog, countless fog dragons rushed to the end of the Qin Ling.

Infinity, how can it work?
Xie Chichun raised the knife in his hand high, watching the ferocious mist dragon scurrying above, the barrier formed by the sword formation has already shown signs of shattering!
The people stood behind, stiff and sweating, but still no one left.

A fog dragon killed the disciple of Qingya Academy, and the disciples of Qingya Academy next to him immediately made up for it. In the end, He Zigui and some soldiers also stood up.

Xie Yi'an swung his long knife again and again, and those giant dragons accidentally scratched his body. At this moment, the head of the courtyard was covered in scars.

The weather is gloomy, I don't know when it will rain, and I can't perceive the time, but for everyone, every minute and every inch is suffering.

Han Xiangjian stood behind, watching the countless dragons rushing out, and slowly pursed her lips.

She finally raised her footsteps, and walked inside step by step.

People turned to look at her with apprehension and trust in their eyes: "Queen!"

Queen, who is your queen?

You stupid incompetent people.

She walked forward step by step, stood behind the sword array, and raised her hand when no one was paying attention.

And as she raised her hand, in an instant, the long swords held in everyone's hands broke instantly, and then, those dragons that were originally blocked from the sword formation rushed out instantly!

"coax--"

Fight!

Giant dragons grabbed the disciples of Qingya Academy, then threw them forward fiercely, and then rushed out even more frantically towards the people behind them!

The soldiers raised their weapons.

However, the moment those giant dragons flew out, Yun Xingfeng, who had been standing by the side, stood in front of those fog dragons.

He could see the exploded flesh and bones on his shoulder, but he still kept his brows calm, holding the prayer beads, and blocked in front of the soldiers.

"Holy Monk!" the people shouted.

Yun Xingfeng still stood there steadily, and then raised his hand.

"Amitabha--"

Proclaim the Buddha's name.

He saves all beings.

So, can these fog dragons in front of them survive?

Everyone knows that although layman Liuru is the most prestigious person here, he is the most powerful person here.

Semi-Holy Peak!

This holy monk is the existence of the pinnacle of the semi-holy!
Thousands of fog dragons swept over, however, Yun Xingfeng sat down on the spot, and then began to chant sutras.

"Heart Sutra".

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, when practicing the deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and overcomes all hardships. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the same is true... "

Everyone has heard the four words "spit out lotus", but when he opened his mouth to chant, everyone knew the meaning of these four words, and each word seemed to carry an indescribable sense of holiness , like a lotus flower blooming in the heart.

The dragons transformed into mist rushed forward, and everyone held their breath.

Those dragons are too mighty, but the man in front of him, sitting there upright, still looks insignificant.

The dragon is coming!
Then, the dragon just turned into smoke and disappeared from everyone's sight!

Suddenly there was an earth-shattering cheer from the crowd!

blocked!
blocked!
Is this the strength of Yun Xingfeng, the peak half-sage? !

However, only Xie Chichun stood there, looking at the holy monk sitting there who was still spotless, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Only she knew that this was the last sacrifice of their holy monk, and he was using his life to block the coming danger for everyone.

Once all the sutras are recited, his life will come to an end.

But can she stop it?

No.

Some people are born to take on this responsibility.

Save all beings.

Xie Chichun stood there, picked up the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the Dragon Mist!
kill!Come kill!It's a big deal!
Han Xiangjian lifted her footsteps, and then walked towards the wall of the sky stone step by step.

Her eyes shone with excitement, crazy and surprised, as if she was watching a miracle.

The Wall of Heavenly Stone!Ha ha!The Wall of Heavenly Stone!

It is true that it is a strange stone from the world brought back from overseas by the Qin Emperor, just to be used as the so-called monument of longevity, but how do these people know that after the change of Mrs. Qi, the monument of longevity has become the first barrier to prevent the leakage of the breath inside. However, these stupid future generations actually blew up the longevity monument!

Such a monument of longevity that no one can shake, was actually destroyed by these most mediocre people of later generations!

This is probably God's will!

However, when she lowered her head, she saw the writings on the scattered longevity monuments underground.

Someone actually wrote on it?Besides Qin Huang, is there anyone else who can actually write on it?
She quickly searched the memory that originally belonged to Lianxuan, and finally found a person, Song Wanzhi.

Song Wanzhi!What is Song Wanzhi!
The corners of her mouth curled up coldly, and she looked at Qin Ling.

Is that girl still in Qin Ling?Since there is no way to come out, don't come out.

She smiled half-smile, then turned her head to look at Xie Yi'an next to her.

Xie Yi'an was exhausted, but he was still trying to figure out how to solve the predicament in front of him. Feeling her gaze turned, he calmed down a little, and immediately greeted her: "Queen, how is your majesty?"

Han Xiang said: "He still has some things to solve in the dungeon."

Xie Yi'an had also heard about some things about the dungeon, so he didn't ask any more questions. He looked at the fog dragon that kept gushing out in front of him, his eyes darkened.

Han Xiangjian looked at Xie Yi'an, and said: "In my opinion, the things that will completely destroy these fog dragons are still in the Qin Mausoleum. I heard that there is a stone tablet at the end of the Qin Mausoleum. A stone tablet, then maybe these things will completely dissipate."

The sky was getting darker and darker, Monk Yun sat there, even though his face was calm, his face was getting paler, and sweat rolled down his forehead.

All the disciples of Qingya Academy were taking a temporary rest, only Xie Chichun was there, wounded, slaughtering those fog dragons fiercely again and again, even if it didn't help at all, but he was still struggling to block the holy monk sitting there. The next bit of pain, even the slightest.

There are crazy children.

Thinking of the previous time when Monk Yun rushed up desperately to crack the bullet in her arms, for a moment, he felt a little emotion in his heart.

Since she has no way to get rid of those so-called little loves, then don't get rid of them.

He raised his foot, and then slowly walked in front of Xie Chichun, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off a fog dragon in front of her.

"Ah Chun." He called her.

I haven't called this name for a long time, and it is difficult to call it out.

Xie Chichun remained silent.

Xie Yi'an looked at everyone, and said: "The disciples of Qingya Academy obey orders!"

Everyone straightened up instantly.

Xie Anlang said in a loud voice: "From today onwards, I will officially pass on the head of Qingya Academy to Xie Chichun! From now on, she will lead you through the next 50 years!"

what? !

Everyone froze there for a moment.

Doesn't the head of the hospital hate Xie Chichun very much?And did Xie Chichun never recognize her father?How could it be like this now...

Xie Chichun seemed to freeze, her face was stiff, she stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of her, surprised and dazed.

But Xie Yi'an stopped looking at his daughter, and said loudly: "The crisis is ahead, as the head of Qingya Academy, I need to enter Qinling..."

"The head of the hospital!" Everyone exclaimed, looking at Xie Yi'an nervously.

Everyone knew that there was almost no hope of surviving in Qin Ling under such conditions.

Xie Yi'an looked at everyone with a smile, and said: "You don't need to say more. From today on, everyone must obey the orders of the new head of Qingya Academy."

Xie Chichun's tongue moved, and moved again, before he looked at him and shook his head: "...I don't want it."

She doesn't want the head of the hospital.

She has always been a reckless person, and she has no way to bear these so-called responsibilities.

Xie Yi'an looked at her and sighed: "Ah Chun, I know you want to walk the world with your sword and live a chic life. But people are born in chains, some people's chains are heavier, and some people's chains are heavier. Be gentle, I have already written your name on the successor. Linlang and Junsheng are too young, they don't have the courage and can't bear such responsibilities. But, I know, you can. You just want to do well One thing, I will go all out. So, Ah Chun, today I put this responsibility on your shoulders, forgive father, after all, I can't give you a life of reckless behavior."

He could protect Xie Linlang and Xie Junsheng well, let them do whatever they want and be pampered, but he couldn't give this child whom he had placed all his hopes in, the love she deserved, and instead expelled her from the The family has been through experience, I hope she will not be trapped in petty love, I hope she can see a wider world one day.

Xie Yi'an turned around, and then said to Mo Feibai, "Feibai, give me that bullet."

Could it be that Bai froze there, froze, but under Xie An's majestic gaze, he finally turned around and went to the back immediately to take down the last bullet.

"Give it to me." Xie Yian shouted.

Mo Feibai hugged the projectile, and said in a difficult voice, "Director, let me go!"

Xie Yi'an said: "You can't go in."

Although Mo Feibai was a leader of the younger generation, with his strength, he would not be able to walk a few steps into Qin Ling before he would be torn apart by those fog dragons.

Mo Feibai trembled, but in the end he gritted his teeth tightly, and passed the bullet in his hand.

Xie Yian took the projectile.

Xie Chichun gripped his knife handle tightly.

Xie Yi'an looked at his rough daughter, and suddenly wanted to hug her. After so many years, all he could do was be cruel, so now, he didn't even have the strength to hug her.

He bent down, put his hands on her shoulders, looked at the scars on her body, and wanted to ask her if it hurts, but in the end, he just said: "The important task of Qingya Academy will be on you gone."

After a pause, he opened his mouth again: "I will definitely try my best to finish before Monk Yun runs out of everything, he won't die... If you really like it, go for it... Don't be like me. Hey."

"Actually, I never told you...you are my pride, Ah Chun."

He was always a bad-spoken father. His last tenderness was probably here, and he said a few words to her.

He bent down, and Xie Chichun realized that no matter how powerful he was, the person in front of him was an old man after all.

His face was wrinkled, and his hair, which still looked black, was already gray.

Her eyes were inexplicably sour, and she gritted her teeth tightly. Obviously, in his memory, he was still the one who kicked her out of the house!young!In the prime of life!Hypocrisy and ruthlessness!
Xie Yi'an stood up holding the projectile.

Xie Chichun bit his lip tightly, unable to say a word.

"Father!" Xie Linlang and Xie Junsheng rushed up, crying and looking at him.

Xie Yi'an raised his hand and stroked their hair: "...live well and serve the country and the people."

That's about it for the final order.

But Mrs. Xie stepped forward, looking at the scars on Xie Chichun's body, she couldn't help but shed tears. She stretched out her hand and hugged the daughter in front of her into her arms. Feeling the girl's stiff body, Mrs. Xie said softly Said: "Chun'er... Your father has a hard time. He has always had high expectations for you. He went to watch you silently during your most difficult days. It was he who paid for the villagers to give you clothes and food, and he gave you money. The medicine you kept. Seeing you get hurt, he will cut himself a knife, and seeing you defeat the enemy, he will drink a few more glasses of wine happily. However, the head of Qingya Academy has always had so-called experience, waiting for you Once you are the head of the hospital, you will know. Also, you are not an illegitimate daughter, what kind of illegitimate daughter are you, you are his most cherished daughter. "

Xie Chichun only felt a thunderbolt explode in his mind.

What, how could this be? !When I was starving to death, sick to death, and calling "Dad and Mother" in pain, wasn't I the only one? !

Mrs. Xie's voice was difficult: "Seng Yun was born a holy monk, and he entered the world of mortals through experience. Those who fall in love with him are destined to have no good results. Your father... Ah Chun, there are many things that parents can't do. I originally wanted to wait until you grow up. Let’s live happily ever after, but now, after all, we can’t. We originally wanted to tell you everything when you were 20 years old, and then pass on the position to you, but now, after all, we can’t. "

After all, I can't.

In this life, they finally owed her.

Mrs. Xie hugged her tightly, her voice choked up: "Does it... still hurt?"

When hitting her with a stick that day, wouldn't it be like hitting her with a knife?As a mother, it is easy to be soft-hearted, but to be cruel is the greatest torture for her.

Xie Chichun opened his mouth, feeling the hug that belonged to his mother, warm and soft, like a dream.

"...It doesn't hurt."

Madam Xie took a deep breath, then smiled: "You are our pride, Chun'er. We love you."

In this world, there are thousands of kinds of parental love.

For example, for Ye Di to Xiao Ye, he held everything in his palm.

For example, Song's father and Song's mother are in Song Wanzhi, and they don't see each other every life, but they only hope that the world will be safe.

For another example, thank you father and mother.

Mrs. Xie let go of Xie Chichun, then walked to Xie Yi'an's side, and looked at him with the greatest tenderness: "Let's go together."

let's go together.

As her wife, she has gone through ups and downs for so many years, from her childhood sweetheart to her white head now, she has witnessed his pain, his glory, his hesitation and his helplessness.

So, this way, they will still be together after all.

Xie Yi'an also smiled, looked at his beloved wife tenderly, and then, in front of everyone, he happily held her hand: "Let's go together."

Mrs. Xie gave him a pretty look, as if she was young again, even if she was a lady, she still only acted like a pretty daughter in front of him.

The two held hands together, walking towards Qin Ling like the youngest couple.

The dragon transformed into clouds was attracted by Monk Yun's words, and rushed forward one after another, but was dissipated by the Buddha's words transformed from his life.

The world is gloomy, how long can he last?
Xie Chichun knelt down with a "bang", and looked at the two people who left holding hands, tears finally couldn't help but burst down.

"Father!"

"Mother!"

The bodies of the two people paused slightly.

Xie Chichun knocked his head down heavily: "I swear by Xie Chichun! In this life, for the country and the people, I will bear the responsibility of being the head of Qingya Academy, and I will do my best until I die!"

This is a young girl's oath, and an oath is her whole life.

Everyone stood there with wet eyes, watching and praying.

This is the head of their Qingya Academy, their Liuru Layman, their teacher and the celebrities they respect.

They chose to take a path of no return.

Xie Yi'an protected his wife under his body, while slashing the dragons of cloud and mist that were rushing towards him, he shouted loudly.

"There is me! Young man! The world is vast, you and I are young, how can we not be carefree? There is me! Young man! Draw the sword and Kunlun, who cares about the wind and howls, and laugh at the mountains and rivers! There is me! Young man! Sheji, family, country, etc. I pick on both shoulders, I want blood and frivolity!"

All the students of Qingya Academy were choked up. This is their academy's "Youth Song", which is their never-forgotten youth.

But whose youth is that?He is Xie Chichun's father. His youth was even crazier, more high-spirited, and more unscrupulous than Xie Chichun, but time and responsibility eventually carved the former hot-blooded boy into a steady look, but no matter how time carved it, he could travel through the rolling Chang He, in his heart, is still that unscrupulous hot-blooded young man.

The fog dragon inside kept gushing out, and finally completely wrapped up the bodies of the two of them and disappeared into the vastness.

Xie Chichun still knelt there straight.

But at this time, there was only a "bang" sound, and then, as if covering the sky and covering the earth, the clouds and mists over the entire Qinling Mausoleum suddenly gathered together, and then turned into thousands of mist dragons, and then, towards here, pressed down!
People watched in horror at what happened suddenly!
Finished!

No one expected that just as Xie Yi'an entered, such a change would happen before his eyes!

The billowing mist dragon covered it like a sea of ​​clouds, and with such turbulent force, it pushed towards Yun Xingfeng in an instant, and the words of the holy monk sitting there became faster and faster, and the corners of his mouth kept splattering blood!

Even if he sacrificed his life immediately, there was no way he could last any longer!

Then, the wind swept through the clouds, and a huge force struck instantly, and the words of the monk Yun were instantly stifled, and then his body was lifted by the huge force, and hit the ground with a "bang"!

The end has come again.

When Xie Chichun saw it, he picked up the knife and laughed loudly: "I am here! Young man! The world is vast, you and I are young, how can we not be happy?"

She was originally a teenager, less than 20 years old, how could she not be considered a teenager? !
She picked up the knife and rushed into the mist dragon frantically!

Tens of thousands of Qingya Academy disciples took up their weapons, shouted "Youth Song" loudly, rushed in together, and stood in front of the people!

"It's me! Boy! Draw the sword Kunlun, who cares about the wind and howls, and laugh at the country!"

This is the most catchy ballad of Qingya Academy. Not only the disciples of Qingya Academy can sing it, but also countless people outside who want to enter Qingya Academy. Who doesn’t want to be under the vastest sky, Be high-spirited with the most outstanding teenagers in the entire Song Kingdom? !

The soldiers picked up their weapons, and some of the people picked up the scattered weapons on the ground, and then, gritted their teeth, looked at the rushing mist dragons!

"It's me! Young man! Sheji and the country are waiting on my shoulders, and I want to be passionate and frivolous!"

……

We are all teenagers, passionate teenagers, frivolous teenagers.

Regardless of your seventies or eighties, we are still young.

Han Xiangjian stood there, looking at everyone in front of her, with an indifferent smile on her lips.

Really, stupid people.

People were still fighting, and during the fighting, an earth-shattering sound sounded!

"Boom--"

The sound of the projectile exploding came from the depths of the Qin Ling.

Xie Chichun gritted his teeth, swallowed the blood and tears in his throat, and then laughed loudly: "It's me! Boy!"

Everyone shouted with tears in the fight!
There is me!juvenile!

The world is vast, you and I are young, how can we not feel at ease?

There is me!juvenile!

Draw the sword Kunlun, who cares about the howl of the wind, and laugh at the mountains and rivers!
There is me!juvenile!

Sheji, family and country are waiting for me to shoulder, I want to be passionate and frivolous!
……

They fought, and following a voice from the depths of the Qin Ling, the whole ground trembled.

Xie Chichun only cares about fighting crazily. At this moment, how much she hopes that the blood of slaughter will be poured down her face, so that she can feel the truth.

However, cutting off all the fog dragons with one knife, there is nothing at all.

Father!Mother!
The ground trembled, and amidst everyone's chanting and fighting, the disregarded people came back to their senses, only to find that the whole world, those dragons were slowly dissipating with the sound of "rumbling".

People slowly stood up, straightened up, and raised their heads.

The clouds and mists that have shrouded the Qinling Mausoleum for 2000 years have completely disappeared. Since then, people can see the mountains and waters of the Qinling Mausoleum from above.

However, there is no sun today, only the black clouds accumulated there, brewing heavily.

Xie Chichun was still holding the knife in his hand.

However, there are no fog dragons anymore.

Xie Chichun knelt down on one knee with a "bang", wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Qin Ling, and made a sound that seemed to be crying or laughing.

People stood there exhausted, looking at Qin Ling.

They finally exchanged their lives for the peace of Qin Ling.

Xie Chichun collapsed on the ground, looking at everything in the sky, suddenly, tears rolled down his face.

The sky is empty, might it be comforting?

Father.

mother.

There is still the smell of blood flowing between the heaven and the earth, so strong, so fresh, this is the blood of a young man.

Xie Chichun took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stood up hard.

When you are in the midst of fighting, you will be infected by emotions, as if you will never know how tired you are.

But now, when the danger receded, I realized that I didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Almost everyone is exhausted.

Mo Feibai looked at her, and all the disciples of Qingya Academy looked at her.

Starting today, she will be their new head.

That wayward girl will finally say goodbye completely.

She was about to speak, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Then, everyone felt something was wrong.

A trace of great fear emerged from everyone's hearts.

Then, a scene that no one could imagine appeared.

Around Qin Ling, with a radius of hundreds of miles, patches of white clouds floated.

People's scalps instantly tingle!
That's not a cloud!
That is, the dragon transformed into mist!
A hundred times more turbulent than before, enough to destroy the entire Eastern Capital in an instant—Mist Dragon!
what happened? !
While everyone's whole body was stiff, their "Queen" let out a strange laugh, and then, that laughter could no longer be concealed, and it rang out wildly and excitedly!

Between the blood and slaughter, there is only such a laugh.

Everyone turned their eyes to her.

Worry-free girl... what's going on? !
Then they saw their queen clap her hands.

Then, the clouds and mist floating in the Qinling Mausoleum for hundreds of miles suddenly rose up, and then, densely covered the entire sky!

The whole sky is full of fog dragons!
People don't know what happened, and they can't think about how this situation happened.

She clapped her hands again, and one of the huge dragons swooped down on her with lightning speed!

"Queen!"

People exclaimed!

Xie Chichun almost wanted to rush up, but a thought told her that something happened.

But amid the people's exclamation, the fog dragon stopped in front of the girl, and then the girl stretched out her hand, and the dragon that had been transformed into mist rubbed her hand affectionately.

Everyone is stiff.

Han Xiang laughed heartily!

"Thank you idiots for blowing up the second level and releasing these things completely."

"Get ready for cheers, your blood, and your hearts in awe."

"Because, maybe, you will welcome the return of the greatest emperor in the world."

　Dedicated to the past and you——

　　There is me!juvenile!

　　The world is vast, you and I are young, how can we not feel at ease?

　　There is me!juvenile!

　　Draw the sword Kunlun, who cares about the howl of the wind, and laugh at the mountains and rivers!
　　There is me!juvenile!

　　Sheji, family and country are waiting for me to shoulder, I want to be passionate and frivolous!
　　
　
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