Journey to the West: Swallowing Giant Panda

Chapter 293 Dragon Clan
Blackwater River:
Ao Lang was kicked down by Monkey King, but there was a smile on his face.

This kind of opportunity is worth cherishing for everyone, after all, not everyone can take advantage of this opportunity to gain merit.

Standing at the gate of the Heshen Mansion in Heishuihe, Ao Lang waved his sleeves, and the robe on his body automatically said without any wind, "Why don't you open the gate quickly and let the holy monk out? You evil beast, are you still waiting for me?" Can't you do it yourself?"

He also belongs to the dragon family, so he is naturally familiar with the dragon.

There was no surprise in his heart, but the dragon in the cave was shocked when he heard this voice.

"How could it be him? Could it be that he has returned to the Dragon Clan?"

No matter what, people came to him, and avoiding it was not in the dragon's character.What's more, it's just a play on the occasion, and it's not important.

"Holy monk, don't wait. If there is an opportunity for the holy monk to come to the West Sea in the future, the little god will definitely apologize to the holy monk face to face. Now it is just one of the ninety-nine and 81 disasters. The little god is also here by the order of the god, and I still look forward to the holy monk." Don't blame the monk!"

Tielong bowed his hand to Tang Seng.

Tang Seng was a little flattered, and quickly stood up: "The gods don't need to be like this, I don't dare to accept it."

"Haha, the holy monk will not stay in this cave. I don't think it will take long before the Great Sage and the others will come, and I will have to go back to the West Sea by then."

After saying these words, Ni Long rushed out of the cave with great strides, holding a steel whip.

The two gates opened, and the dragon, wearing a battle robe and armor, rushed out with a steel whip in his hand: "Ao Lang!"

"Hehe, it's me."

"Shouldn't it be the Dragon King of the West Sea, my cousin Mo Ang, who came here? How could it be you?"

Ao Lang sneered: "Don't say it's you, even the Dragon King of the West Sea can figure out everything? Hehe, it just so happens that I'm here today, what can you do to me?"

"You traitor! The dragon clan is ashamed of you, willing to give up the noble status of the dragon clan and degenerate into a demon. You have been nailed to the pillar of shame. I don't know where you have the courage to come here!" Long pointed at Ao Lang's face with a steel whip, looking ashamed to be with him.

"Shame?"

A trace of loneliness flashed in Ao Lang's eyes, but then disappeared without a trace.

"It doesn't matter if it's disgrace or glory, but strength is everything, isn't it?" As soon as the words fell, Ao Lang raised his hand before Ni Long could react.

Daluo Jinxian vs. Taiyi Jinxian!

Purebred dragons vs. dragons!
The details of the battle do not need to be described at all, it is easy.With a slap, Ao Lang held Ni Long in his hand without even a chance to struggle.

Looking at the dragon that revealed its true body but was still screaming and struggling in the palm of his hand, Ao Lang shook his head: "When you go back, remember to practice seriously. Can the life of my dragon clan be controlled by the hands of the heavenly court?" Li. Your father King Jinghe Dragon King is an example. When can the proud and unyielding dragon clan be able to conquer the world, because a few inches of rain can be wiped off by others! Shame."

With a backhand grip, he held the dragon in the palm of his hand. He looked inside the cave, but he didn't go in to see Tang Seng.

For Ao Lang, it doesn't matter whether he sees Tang Seng or not, as long as he has merit.

He didn't have any natural liking for monks, but instead had more dislikes.

Flying up to the bank of the Heishui River, he threw it towards the bank, and he threw a miniature dragon on the ground: "Second King, this is the God of the Heishui River. Have you seen his real body?"

"Ah! This is it." Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel and turned the dragon over and took a look: "Oh, it's extremely ugly, not as good-looking as a purebred dragon."

"Hehe, that's natural."

"Come on, for your sake, I won't give this guy a stick." Sun Wukong waved his hand in a merciful manner.

"Thank you, Second King. Later, my subordinates will bring him to Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and it will be regarded as a business trip."

"That's fine, that's fine. You go, my old grandson went down to find the master."

After finishing speaking, Monkey King rushed into the Heishui River with Zhu Bajie Drifting Monk and the three together.

Ao Lang took the dragon and rushed towards the West Sea Dragon Palace.

There was no words all the way, when the two were standing on the surface of the West Sea, Ao Lang threw the dragon into the sea with a wave of his hand: "Go!"

"Go slowly!" After entering the West Sea, Chu Long asked in a low voice, "Why did you judge the Dragon Clan?"

After a long time, Ao Lang didn't reply, and in the end he turned and left without saying anything.

Looking at the direction he was leaving, Qilong suddenly felt a sense of sadness. He didn't know where this feeling came from, so he swam towards the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Ao Run was already waiting for him at the gate of the Dragon Palace.

"Uncle, nephew"

"Okay, there's no need to say anything, I already know everything. Ao Lang sent you back, right?"

The dragon nodded.

"It was originally a merit for your cousin, but this is fine. Let Ao Lang take it, and I feel more comfortable in my heart. As long as it is peace of mind, and I do my duty as a dragon, the merit is still enough Yes." Ao Run looked calm, and he didn't feel any discomfort because Ao Lang took away the merits.

"Uncle, my nephew has a question that I don't know whether to ask or not." Qi Long did not leave, but said to Ao Run.

"I know what you're going to ask, but I can't tell you about this matter. You just need to know that not all those sentenced to the Dragon Clan are sinners, especially Ao Lang. Sometimes they carry more burdens than we do. There are many more. If you see him next time, you don't need to express anything, just don't provoke them with these words."

Ao Run seemed to have aged a lot, his always straight back was a little bent, he stroked his dragon beard with his hands, bloodshot eyes seemed to well up in his cloudy eyes.

"Yes, uncle!"

Qilong left, but Ao Run stood in the West Sea Dragon Palace, looking at the place where Ao Lang had just left on the sea.

For a long time, standing for a long time.

Finally, he let out a long sigh: "Alas, in the prehistoric world, it is not easy for my dragon family, but it is not easy for all the people in the world."

Turned around and left.

I don't know if he heard Ao Run's words, Ao Lang who was walking towards the heaven suddenly stopped, looked back, his eyes were red.

As a powerful race that once dominated the world, and now it is not known whether there is a quasi-sage, there is no one in power in this world who does not fear it.That's why there will be real Huanglong worshiping and explaining the teachings, there will be dozens of Dragon Clan intercepting the teachings, and there will be people like Ao Lang who give silently.Therefore, the dragon clan can continue to rule the world, and their luck is getting better and better.

(End of this chapter)