Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 789 Coincidentally, Pindao is also the descendant of the dragon

There were continuous thunderstorms outside the house, howling winds, and rocks flying in all directions. The two little people inside the house hugged each other tightly, their faces full of fear of the horrible vision.

From awakening to the present, the two of them have encountered wild boars and wild monkeys at most. They have never seen such a terrifying scene.

"Are we going to die?"

Ping Xin looked out of the window where the wind was blowing and raining, her teeth were chattering, and a pair of wet little hands tightly clasped the muscles on the boy's back through the clothes, almost bleeding.

"No, the monster should just pass by"

In the darkness, the boy's eyes were full of fear, and his mouth was still comforting the girl in his arms.

As if laughing at the two of them, there was thunder, strong wind and heavy rain, and the entire bamboo house was crumbling, as if it would be overturned at any time.

"How can there be such a heavy rain and such a strong wind?"

Pingxin, who had been living in the greenhouse, was terrified, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if she were epileptic.

"Monster, the monster is passing by..."

The boy couldn't calm down anymore, and the words of comfort in his mouth turned into ravings.

The top of the bamboo house was lifted suddenly, the rainstorm and the strong wind poured in, and the two of them suddenly became drowned chickens.

Flying stones and branches flew in, causing pain to both of their bodies.

The young man opened his arms and pressed Ping Xin under his body. He gritted his teeth and resisted the pain without saying a word.

A gust of wind hit, and the bamboo house was torn apart, and the two of them lost their barrier completely. The number of stones and branches multiplied several times, and the boy's forehead and face were covered with blood.

"Do not"

Ping Xin struggled to stop the young man, but her strength was too weak, and the young man easily pushed her down.

After a long time, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and the wind and rain became smaller.

The mountain-like black shadow hovering in the sky before turned into a young man with a golden body, dragon horns on his forehead, dragon scales on his face, and black armor.

"Hey, how come your body shape is so similar to the innate Taoist body manifested by this king?"

Pingxin in the boy's arms raised his head, his face covered with rain and leaves full of panic.

"I didn't expect such a moving god to be born in this place with thin spiritual energy."

The young man obviously regarded the two as newly born gods.

And he became interested in the girl Pingxin.

"It's just that you don't have any mana at all"

A trace of suspicion flashed in the young man's eyes.

According to his experience, those who have innate Taoism are those who have practiced to a certain level.

The teenager and Hepingxin didn't say a word, they couldn't understand what this scary-looking guy was talking about.

The young man landed in front of the two of them, stretched out a hand covered with dragon scales towards Ping Xin's delicate chin, completely ignoring the young man.

"what are you doing?"

The boy pulled Ping Xin behind him with an angry expression on his face.

More than 30 days of intimate relationship at sunrise and sunset, he already regards Pingxin as his lover.

Pingxin herself was also quite frightened, she never thought that this terrifying guy in front of her would be interested in her.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and a playful look flashed across his face. As the son of Zulong, from birth to now, he has nothing he can't get.

How many powerful and beautiful banshees would voluntarily crawl under him with just one look from him.

"Do you know who this king is?"

Although the young man was scared, he still said forcefully: "I don't care what you say, if you dare to make peace with me, I will fight with you!"

The young man became more interested. In the past, no matter which tribe he went to, even if he met the wife of the patriarch, no one said anything.

"My name is Ao Qing, and I am the youngest son of Zulong. Well, you probably don't know what Zulong is. Zulong is the head of the three most powerful men in the world today."

The young man stared at Ao Qing viciously, without saying a word.

I don't know when the wind and rain stopped, and the night became very dark.

Ao Qing said a few more words, seeing that the young man didn't respond, she lost interest in continuing the conversation, and stretched out her hand towards Ping Xin, who had a pretty pale face, when she met the young man's obstruction, she hummed softly, the young man's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his head was tilted to the side aside.

"Don't die, don't die..."

Embracing the boy tightly, tears welled up in his eyes.

Although she didn't get along for a long time, she already regarded the boy as her support.

"As the king's woman, you can get whatever you want"

Ao Qing withdrew her hand suddenly and said in a seductive tone.

A sharp animal bone appeared in Pingxin's hand at some point, and it pierced into the abdomen without hesitation, and the blood stained the animal skin clothes in a short time.

Ao Qing stood up and clicked her tongue.

"Weak creatures, you don't know how powerful this king is. As long as this king doesn't want you to die, you can't die."

A golden light emitted from Ao Qing's body and landed on Ping Xin's body.

The horrible injury suddenly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't expect me to surrender to you."

The animal bone in Ping Xin's hand stabbed at him again, this time the location became the heart.

But before she touched her heart, a hand covered with leaves stopped her.

"you're not dead"

Pingxin cried with joy as she saw the boy come back to life.

The young man smiled slightly, turned around, disappeared, and reappeared, holding Ao Qing's neck with a small hand, lifting him in the air like a little chicken.

Pingxin was stunned, the small mouth was so big that an egg could be stuffed into it.

"Ben, this king, is Zulong's son, you, dare, dare..."

Ao Qing spoke intermittently.

The general idea is that he is the son of Zulong, if the young man kills him, there will be no good end or anything.

"Coincidentally, I am also a descendant of the dragon"

The young man laughed and carried Ao Qing to the river.

"In myths and legends, dragons are killed by the river, so I will pull your dragon's tendons by the river!"

Ao Qing was shocked, the dragon's tendon is the root of the dragon, if the dragon's tendon is constricted, he will definitely not survive for a while.

Just when Ao Qing wanted to continue to scare the boy with his identity, a hand like iron pincers was inserted from his back.

With a sharp pain that pierced into the marrow, Ao Qing saw a milky white dragon tendon on the young man's hand.

"Give me back the dragon tendons, give me back..."

The son of the dragon who was allowed to play by the beauties of the world just now has become a poor creature kneeling on the ground begging.

The young man didn't respond at all, the death of such an arrogant and domineering dragon is not a pity!

"Father, father, save me..."

Ao Qing called for help with all her strength.

In the East China Sea, under the endless ocean, in a deep palace, the ancestral dragon wearing a dragon robe opened his eyes and shot out a ray of light.

The space was torn apart, and Zulong came to the river, and saw his youngest son, lying on the ground like a dead dog, the dragon tendons had disappeared.

Dragon tendons are the root of dragons, and even if they are as powerful as the ancestral dragon, Ao Qing cannot regenerate.

"Who, who killed this king's child!"

The shrill voice swept across the world.

……

On Mount Xumi, in a small courtyard of a Taoist temple, Chu Feng opened his eyes, with the unconscious Ping Xin in his arms.

Peace of mind, it is Houtu.

Young man, he is Daoist Chu.

(End of this chapter)