The two fell from the sky very quickly.

The fragmented and distorted space had just pieced together a complete picture, and the sense of loss that filled the soul was still aftershocking. Before Fengyuan Manye could come back to his senses, the cold wind blew in his face, raging at the ends of the hair and clothes of the two boys.

This is……

Damp and dark vapor lingered around them, and what caught their eyes was an altar that was rapidly approaching from afar. They were falling from a long, narrow triangular stone passage, and the lowest ground they could see was the triangular pattern of the altar made of the same material, which was sprinkled with white and blue sky light.

Shen Qianluo glanced at the rapidly approaching underground altar, grabbed Fengyuan Manye's arm and exerted a little force, then swung his body gracefully, and the white brocade clothes opened up beautiful folds and landed steadily on the ground.

"Is this... an underground space somewhere?" Holding his temples amid the noisy quarrel and calming down the dizziness from falling to the ground suddenly after passing through a thunderstorm, Fengyuan Manye paid attention to the unfamiliar environment around him.

The triangles in the sky and on the ground should be of the same size, so only after falling into the triangular pattern in the middle of the altar can you see the entire circular altar floating on the water.

The light was dim, and looking around, there was a large area of ​​grayish-dark-blue tones, broken walls and grayish-white tree trunks growing horizontally like flags, scattered around the altar.

"The intersection of the three realms has finally become like this."

"Three realms?"

The young god beside him seemed to understand the situation very well, and was muttering some strange secrets to himself. Fengyuan Manye was about to ask further questions when he suddenly met the eyes of a purple and a blue deep-sea dragon lizard that appeared.

Two dragon lizards:?

Big blue and big purple:!

"It's actually a mutant dragon lizard." Shen Qianluo pinched his chin with interest, and his expression was thoughtful as he thought, "It seems that there are still many forbidden races in this ancient Yuanxia Palace that fell due to the unprecedented war."

No wonder the heaven above would pay attention to this...

"Qianluo, hide quickly, I will deal with these two..."

Fengyuan Manye beside him was a little anxious. The weak demon god Shen Qianluo was calm and unhurried, but the two huge dragon lizards in front of him were stunned for a few seconds, and then they rushed towards him with a roar and did not wait for anyone.

They looked ferocious and angry, and rushed straight towards Shen Qianluo who seemed to have offended them for some reason.

At the same time, perhaps having heard the chaotic noise coming from here, more and more small dragon lizards swam out from the misty blue water around the altar, roaring and rushing towards the two people in the middle of the altar.

The grand circular stone altar is like a dinner plate, hosting a feast unique to dragon lizards.

"Don't be afraid, have you forgotten what I said just now?" The light from the triangular passage hanging high in the sky blurred the outline of the god. Shen Qianluo smiled gently, and the moment he raised his hand, a wooden flute appeared at his white fingertips, and the sound of the flute echoed.

Just when the human child's eyes were filled with anticipation, and at that moment he even thought that the god was going to use a powerful move to shock his pure heart, he heard Shen Qianluo continue to speak leisurely and slowly.

"In times of crisis, I will of course do my best to assist you."

Caught off guard by being slashed·Maple Leaf:?

Wait, but he clearly said in a tone that he was confident that he would protect you? ?

Unfortunately, Shen Qianluo seemed to be a god who kept his word. He always had the dragon pillow in his arms, which he had wrapped in a semi-circular shape and hung on his shoulders. After he finished speaking, he calmly closed his eyes.

The melodious and vast sound of the flute, like the flapping wings of a kite, also floated up closely behind.

“…Okay, you be careful too.” Without giving it time to think, Fengyuan Manye, who had no intention of standing idly by, narrowed his eyes slightly. The moment the wind element surged, it was as if the whole field was covered with red maple leaves, and all the dragon lizards that had rushed forward screamed and fell backwards.

The dragon lizards around them were forced to fly outwards. If the dragon lizards were not so heavy, they would have been flying all over the sky with a cry.

The handsome young man who made a big move with his sword couldn't help but be surprised for a moment: "What a powerful increase."

Is this the power he exerted?

If Xiao Shen Qianluo's assistance is terrifying enough, then even breaking out of this seemingly endless siege would not be a difficult task.

He could see the god playing the distant melody curling his lips slightly the moment he saw his expression, and speaking in a low, calm and light voice: "In this game, please play for me as much as you want."

His serious eyes became sharper and more confident. Fengyuan Manye, who had some kind of terrible buff, drew his sword without hesitation. At this moment, the scene could be described as a one-sided beating: "I understand. Please leave it to me."

So there was a comedic effect of the small dragon lizards bumping their heads against each other, then being thrown off and hitting the ground, with big bumps on their heads and howling.

"Roar, ah, ah!~" Finally, the two leading dragon lizards, big blue and big purple, saw that things were not going well. When they tried to attack again but were interrupted by the sound of Shen Qianluo's flute, they roared a few times and uttered some unknown harsh words, then led the little dragon lizards to escape quickly.

When he turned around and looked back at the last second, his narrow eyes were filled with a coldness like a blood feud.

Fengyuan Manye breathed a sigh of relief, but Shen Qianluo's expression changed slightly at this moment. He glanced at the misty darkness behind him calmly. Then he put away the wooden flute and looked around as if nothing had happened.

"There's no path leading to other places on the bottom floor, Manye... you can do high jump, right?"

"High jump?" Fengyuan Manye was sighing at the power of the gods, but suddenly had a bad feeling and his heart skipped a beat. "Qianluo's meaning..."

Realizing something, he looked up at the completely unreachable triangular passage and stayed there for a few seconds, as if in deep thought, "Do you want me to... jump up?"

"And hold me and take me up with you." Shen Qianluo, who had gained some common sense in his mind, froze for a moment. "Is this... something that can be done with humans other than Ali?"

Fengyuan Manye was stunned and also at a loss: "In my opinion, under normal circumstances, it should not be allowed..."

But if, in order to escape...

So, inexplicably, big shots like Shen Qianluo were stunned, and pure people like Fengyuan Manye were also stunned, and they looked at each other in a weird atmosphere.

And so, after thinking deeply for a long time, Shen Qianluo slowly looked at Longlong who was held in his arms again, with a look of heartache, determination and assurance: "Why don't we... hold Longlong?"

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On the other side, a few minutes ago, in Liyue Harbor, a genuine dragon suddenly sat up with a solemn expression.

Almost caught off guard, Zhongli realized that the connection between himself and the pillow in Shen Qianluo's arms was completely severed at a certain moment.

Compelled by a strange and powerful ancient divine power.

He no longer knew where Shen Qianluo was at the moment, whether he was in danger, or what he was going through.

Mr. Zhongli, who lost his own child, finally couldn't help but stand up.

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