fake prince

Chapter 1270 Worship
Su Ziji felt that he seemed to be pulled into a distant place.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that the vast sky and water were connected, the two sides of the water were blurred, and the vast expanse of waves was churning, setting off waves six or seven feet high, and a huge eddy had already emerged.

"Boom!"

With a thunderclap, the whole world seemed to shake.

In the sky, the dark clouds were as thick as ink, and the mist was slowly rising, and it was getting faster and lower, and it was getting lower and lower. The thick and murderous thickness made people almost breathless.

Fear comes from the difficulty of resisting the power of heaven and earth.

Su Ziji stood on the vast waves, and saw a young girl appearing from the vortex. She didn't seem to see him, but just stepped on the water. It seemed that this was very interesting. The delicate little face had a bright smile, and she ran crackling .

"Dragon Girl..."

Su Ziji looked at her, turned his face slightly, and found a rainbow light on his side, falling down a person.

"Zhou Yao." Su Ziji called out.

She was exactly Zhou Yao who had met once in the Prince's Realm. This Zhou Yao and that Zhou Yao should both be considered Zhou Yao, but they should not be regarded as Zhou Yao either.

Zhou Yao was dressed in a neon dress as thin as cicada's wings, and she was graceful and graceful. Su Ziji could feel that she was always changing. Even this meeting was different from the last time.

Zhou Yao bowed slightly and smiled, then turned her eyes and landed on the young girl in the distance.

It is obviously a young dragon, and it has an extremely close relationship with water, so it is not scary to play on the water, but Su Ziji saw that Zhou Yao was a little worried.

Why worry?

Su Ziji was a little surprised, his eyes swept around, and suddenly he felt dark in front of his eyes, and saw the eddy current rising above the lake, turning into a whirlwind, which instantly turned like a windmill, whirling continuously, the water vapor rose with the wind, and the momentum was fast Heavy, it turns thousands of times in a blink of an eye, rising into the sky and connecting with dark clouds.

"Boom boom boom!"

A column of wind stood side by side with the raging waves, and in the tumbling black clouds, thunder and lightning blasted downwards. With just one sound, sparks arose on the water surface, and fish and shrimps within hundreds of meters suddenly exploded.

"..."

Seeing that the young girl was involved and seemed unable to go back even if she wanted to, Su Ziji seemed to understand why she was worried.

Her eyes kept chasing the young girl in the storm, seeing her struggling desperately, but she could not struggle, gradually, dragon horns grew on her face, and her tail also grew out.

"boom"

A flash of lightning illuminated the originally quiet water, not far away, it seemed to be a fishing boat.

I don't know why, but it didn't leave in time. There was a storm, the whole ship was smashed, and there was a faint scream, followed by a man with a desperate look and an arm stretching to the sky, and then, everything was swallowed by the waves.

In a blink of an eye, there were only broken masts and broken sails.

Su Ziji stood silently, motionless, facing the landscape, and he heard Zhou Yao pointing to the storm that filled most of the lake: "Wind, thunder, lightning and rain are both authority and burden. The first duty of a dragon is to Control it, if you lose control, you lose your way."

"It's nothing like a fishing boat. It's really because it didn't return immediately when it saw the storm."

"However, what if the storm can't be controlled and the storm crosses the lake and reaches the land?"

"If there is a pot poured on the surface of the water, it will be a swamp for seven hundred miles. This will be a big disaster."

When Zhou Yao said this, the young dragon no longer maintained its human form, and a tender long chant sounded beside her ears. She jumped up, shining brightly, and turned into a little white dragon, traveling in the wind among the clouds , as if trying to control the wind and rain.

Su Ziji knew what this little guy was doing, and he subconsciously held his breath as he looked at the little fat dragon shuttled among the clouds.

This scene looks a bit funny and interesting, but in fact, anyone who knows what the young dragon is doing can't be nervous.

Some people are worried that she can't control the situation, while others worry that she has control of the situation.

Crackling rain, the rain has become more and more heavy.

The wind and waves that were already rising also became bigger and bigger, reaching more than three meters.

Su Ziji and Zhou Yao were surrounded by a halo of light, not only the young dragons couldn't see it, but also the wind, waves and rain couldn't affect it.

But Su Ziji could still feel the wind gradually getting stronger, the clouds in the sky became thicker, and the sound of lightning and thunder could be heard endlessly.

A feeling of uneasiness rose faintly from the bottom of his heart. Su Ziji felt that the young dragon who was working hard in the cloud was struggling.

However, the tumbling waves and the sweeping storm gradually converged towards the place where the young dragon was, as if there were signs of control.

Is this getting better, or getting worse?

Su Ziji frowned and watched without moving.

At this moment, suddenly, he looked in one direction, and Zhou Yao did the same. Both of them saw the arrival of the uninvited guests—a dozen or so gorgeously dressed men and women, each holding a guard of honor, but the total number was eight hundred. Nearby, one by one the young dragons hovering in the sky worshiped.

"Is it a pilgrimage?"

Su Ziji frowned.But their pilgrimage seems to intensify the urging of something, and Su Ziji can feel that a stronger momentum is being formed.

"Hateful!" The person beside him said coldly.

Su Ziji looked towards Zhou Yao, and saw her expression was cold, she stretched out her right hand, palm up, and a golden book appeared on it, flipping the pages quickly, he knew it was a book just by looking at it. Directory!
And this volume of directory is blank, but it seems that there is an invisible pen, and the names are constantly being added.

Su Ziji once again looked at the worshipers one by one. These people felt very strange to him. Although they were not familiar with each other, they felt familiar. He recalled it carefully. Yes, these people seemed to have appeared in the memory of the illusion. Pass?
At least part of it was there—a water god?

These dozens of people are all water gods?
The person added to the list is the existence of worshiping the young dragon now?
These dozens of people were still worshiping, and clusters of figures flew over in the distance, landed on the water, and continued to worship towards the young dragon one by one.

The new names that appeared on the list suddenly changed from a dozen to more than twenty, and then jumped to more than thirty!

In just such a short time, more than thirty water gods actually came?

And as more than [-] water gods worshiped the young dragon, Su Ziji's expression changed and he suddenly looked at the sky.

"boom"

Although it is daytime, the sky is already dark, the boundless water surface is getting darker and darker, the waves are getting more and more turbulent, the storm is galloping like a thunderbolt, the lightning flashes across the sky time and time again, the waves are rushing upwards, like a tornado gradually formed.

The power is too violent, Su Ziji thought to himself, this is not good, the tornado is already close to the shore, as long as it tilts, the people may be wiped out within a few miles.

Zhou Yao's complexion changed slightly, and the hands hanging by her sides trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)