Doraemon: Rebirth of Mushan Yingcai

Chapter 252
In a palace, people gathered in an endless stream, each with various expressions on their faces.

A man wearing a jade pendant with a dragon pattern on his waist warmly received the coming distinguished guests.

"Sword Desolation! Flowing Water Sword Zhao Wudao! On behalf of the Lord of Sword Desolation, I will give away the most precious dragon scar sword!"

A man read a bamboo slip and shouted with a strange expression.

Hearing this sound, all eyes turned to Zhao Wudao, who was independent from one side and smiled.

Wearing a white Taoist robe, a crown on his head, and an ancient sword on his back, his face showed kindness, and his well-trimmed beard added to his gentle temperament. This was Zhao Wudao in the eyes of everyone.

Some people present leaned forward slightly to show their respect to him.

Anyone who discovered this phenomenon was surprised to find that almost all of these people were Jianhuang or the forces that had good relations with Jianhuang.

A man in pitch-black brocade clothes, with an angry face, strode up to Zhao Wudao, looked at his calm look, and shouted angrily with a gloomy face: "Zhao Wudao! Why do you humiliate my Black Dragon Island so much? I don’t want to be beaten into the air again.”

"Fellow Daoist Haige, please calm down. First of all, I didn't humiliate you. The gift was sent by the adults. As for whether to accept it or not, whether you are angry or not is not in our consideration." Zhao Wudao still maintained a gentle face. With a smile, he said with a smile.

Hearing that it was the master of Jianhuang who ordered Zhao Wudao to send the gift, Heige's face became more and more gloomy.

The people around were chatting carefully, with amazement in their words.

"The sword I gave you just now is a rare sword, but I think it was made from dragon corpses. The most important thing is that the material is black dragon corpses. That's why Haig is so angry. Hit the face of the Black Dragon Clan."

One seemed to know the inside story, nodded and revealed.

"I see!"

The people who heard it looked surprised and suddenly realized.

A phantom of a black dragon emerged behind Heige, its huge dragon eyes looked at Zhao Wudao majesticly.

A blue light suddenly appeared, and the radiant long sword flew out of the scabbard automatically, floating beside Zhao Wudao.

The confrontation between the two became more intense, cracks appeared on the floor, dark clouds shrouded the rumbling outside of the palace, and lightning roared.

"Jianhuang! The Flowing Sword Zhao Wudao, Black Dragon Island! The successors of the Black Dragon King, the two are distinguished. In front of the solemn and solemn sacrifice of the Shenlong Clan, isn't it a little disrespectful?"

Charming voices came from all directions, and a woman appeared.

The long red dress and the exposed low cut are full of temptation, but there is a kind of coldness on her face, which is completely inconsistent with the clothes she is wearing and her charming style.

A man who followed immediately compared the bamboo slips and shouted: "Qinghuang! Fairy Anle! On behalf of the Lord of Qinghuang, send it."

A streak of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he finally shouted:
"A natal dragon ball!"

Oh!
Everyone was shocked again. If the long sword made from the body of the dragon left a wound on Heilong Island, then Qinghuang's gift now is to sprinkle salt in the wound.

Haige's face was pitch black, his whole body suddenly swelled three times, his clothes were torn, and the phantom of the dragon melted into his body, causing a jet-black streamer to appear on the surface of his body.

A powerful force erupted, and the surrounding floor finally shattered due to the unbearable pressure.

Da Luo Jinxian's complete strength is undoubtedly revealed, and Haig, the heir to the Black Dragon King who has been sleeping for 10 years, showed his edge in this appearance.

Haig looked at Fairy Anle, and said in a cold voice: "Don't you guys want to do this kind of thing, openly provoking me on this important festival of the dragon clan!"

Because of the unexplainable relationship between the Black Dragon King and the Wuqing Fairy in the past, Qinghuang has tacitly understood that the relationship between the two is actually equivalent to an ally.

But the closest ally in the past, today is pouring salt on the wounds of his allies, and one after another, as if they have discussed how to prevent Haig from getting angry.

"Has the world become so weird in these 10 years?" Haig asked himself.

Tread!

The sound of footsteps came, and everyone looked around.

A man wearing simple linen clothes with many patches on his clothes looked like a man from a poor family who was living a difficult life.

Holding a long thing wrapped in sackcloth in his hand, with a calm expression, his whole body is full of the breath of ordinary people.

On the index finger of the right hand, there is a scar, which seems to be wounded by a sword.

He stopped, looked at everyone, and said, "Sorry! I don't have any gifts with me."

His words immediately made the guests who came with rare treasures curse angrily.

"You country bumpkin, how dare you come to this place, guard! Guard! Get him out of here."

"That's right! That's right! A commoner dressed like a refugee dares to participate in this noble sacrifice."

"Should kill him!"

Although he suffered countless curses, the man was still very calm, like a vast ocean with no bottom.

He looked at Haig and said, "Haig, don't you think this attitude towards the guests is too impolite?"

On the other hand, Haig looked like he was being educated. He saluted very politely and said, "I'm so sorry! This is my negligence of duty. I assure you once again that it will never happen again."

"Why does Lord Haig actually respect this poor man so much?"

"Even if it's for etiquette, it's impossible to be so polite, isn't it?"

"It should be him. For hundreds of thousands of years, he sat by the waterfall and escaped."

Seeing Haig like this, a discerning person will naturally know that the identity of the person in front of him is definitely not simple, and some people who have lived for a long time even guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

"Ok!"

The man nodded, looked at Zhao Wudao, and said, "Flowing Water Sword! You should know that in other people's territory, especially on their important days, you should not shoot at will. Am I right, Fairy Anle!"

Fairy Anle stood quietly without saying a word, paying no attention to the person in front of her.

"What the ancestor in the gun said, Wudao naturally dare not not follow."

There was obviously an extremely fearful expression on his face, Zhao Wudao clenched his hands tightly, very pale.

Only then did everyone know that the person in front of them was actually the master of gun shortage, the ancestor of guns!

[The ancestor of the gun, with one shot, who will fight in the wilderness. 】

This sentence lingers in everyone's mind.

(End of this chapter)