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When the snake turns into a jiao, it will turn the clouds and rain, and lead the thunder against the water.

Then transforming into a dragon, the world will change, and all living beings will surrender.

However, it is easy to transform a snake into a jiao, and it is possible to practice for thousands of years, but it is as difficult as ascending to the sky from a jiao to transform into a dragon. It is only a gift from heaven, and it has been a long time since the creation of the world, and only the golden dragon has emerged.

Xu Boyuan could feel Fan Ye's killing intent towards him, it wasn't strong in the first fight, but in the second fight, he showed his sharpness, and he didn't hesitate any more.

The two performed dozens of moves in the heavy rain, and the thunder surrounded Fan Ye. Xu Boyuan was almost hit by the thunder light several times while dodging. He couldn't get close to Fan Ye's body. roar.

Fan Ye dodged his sword and slashed back, the lightning spread along the blade to Xu Boyuan's tiger's mouth, his skin was quickly scorched black, numb and stinging, Xu Boyuan's sword deflected, and he almost dropped his hand, Fan Ye grabbed his upper arm with one hand , The majestic monster power burst out all over his body, and he sneered: "What are you calling for? But a broken soul, really thinks that he is the body of a dragon?"

Ying Zhouhua threw out his ancient fan and shouted: "Xu Boyuan!"

Xu Boyuan turned his back to him, but he had a tacit understanding. Hearing Ying Zhou's shout, he immediately swept his legs across Fanye's lower body. Fanye took a step back to avoid it, but Xu Boyuan broke free, and the wind blade was wrapped in the needle-like drizzle. come!Fan Ye's silver eyes flickered, and a snake-like long tail covered with black scales suddenly shook out from under the robe, and it swept across at an almost invisible speed, cutting off the wind blade horizontal knife, and the tip of the tail pointed straight at Ying Zhou. rushed over!

When Huagu fan drew a half circle on its chest, the phantom magnified the fan several times, and the fan bone collided with the dragon's sharp tail tip head-on, making the shocking sound of metal and stone hitting each other. During the confrontation, the sound of "钲—钲—" was endless !

Infinite layers of air waves erupted from that point, and wailing rang out one after another. Everyone covered their ears, and blood flowed from between their fingers. They were all pierced by the sound. He opened Fanye's long tail and flashed in the direction of Xu Boyuan sideways. He couldn't see clearly in the heavy rain, but only vaguely saw a similar figure, so he pulled him and covered his ears before he saw clearly that it was Xu Boyuan. !

"..."

Ying Zhou wanted to let go, but Xu Li grabbed his wrists in a panic and shouted, "National Teacher! National Teacher!"

It was just such a short delay, the sound of fighting sounded again from the other end, Ying Zhou broke free from Xu Li's hand, and pushed him in the opposite direction, "Go to A Luan!"

Xu Li was trembling and wanted to catch Ying Zhou again, but Ying Zhou had already stepped back and ran in another direction.

"Xu Boyuan!"

The golden dragon's light was covered by thunder, and there were people running around. Amidst the crackling rain between heaven and earth, the faint sound of fighting could not tell the specific direction at all.Ying Zhou looked around in a daze, but he couldn't find where Xu Boyuan and Fan Ye were.

"Xu Boyuan!" He shouted loudly.

No one responded.

"Xu Boyuan—"

In the overwhelming rain, a familiar figure suddenly stumbled towards him, Ying Zhou's pupils narrowed sharply, and he staggered forward, it was Xu Boyuan.

His hands under the sleeves were scorched black, his knees were weak when he was less than two steps away from Ying Zhou, and he fell to the ground——

"Xu Boyuan!"

Ying Zhou immediately hugged him, Xu Boyuan fell into his arms, with blood bubbling in his ears, he grabbed his arm weakly and stubbornly, and said softly: "Ying Zhou..."

Ying Zhouhui held him, clasped his fingers lightly, and he felt extremely flustered by the rough touch of the folds in his hands.

Xu Boyuan said: "I can't hear..."

Ying Zhou leaned over to hold him in his arms, even felt his own trembling, "It's okay, I will cure you, it's okay..."

At that moment, the only thought left in his mind was this sentence, take him back to Buzhou Mountain, take him to Nanling Island, even take him to the Nine Heavens.

No matter what, he must be cured.

"Ying Zhou!"

……

"Ying Zhou—!"

Xu Boyuan knelt on the ground, shaking Ying Zhou's shoulders, but Ying Zhou's pupils were dimmed, and he didn't respond to his call.

He held Ying Zhou's cold face and kissed it directly.

This kiss was impatient and rough, he took a bite on the tip of Ying Zhou's tongue, and the smell of blood immediately diffused between his lips and tongue, Ying Zhou felt the pain in the chaos, gasped, Xu Boyuan let go of him, and pressed against the tip of his nose, Looking at Ying Zhou, his eyes gradually cleared up.

Xu Boyuan rubbed his cheek, "Are you okay?"

Ying Zhou stared at him blankly, Xu Boyuan brushed away the wet hair that stuck to his face, and put his hand on his forehead, "Ying Zhou?"

"……Um."

Xu Boyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and touched his lips lightly, but was surprised to taste a bit of saltiness.

"Ying Zhou?!"

Ying Zhou's face was pale, and the tears falling from his eyes were mixed with the rain. Xu Boyuan wiped them in a panic, but Ying Zhou suddenly raised his hand, pressed it on his heart, and said softly, "You're fine..."

"I'm fine, Ying Zhou, I'm here," Xu Boyuan didn't know what happened, but Ying Zhou looked too desperate and painful right now.

He wanted to comfort him, so he kissed his forehead to the eyelashes, and met his eyes from a short distance away, "I'm fine, Ying Zhou, just look at me."

Ying Zhou hugged him, put his head on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Xu Boyuan..."

"I'm here, I'm here."

Xu Boyuan patted his back lightly, comforting him one after another. Even though his whole body was wet, he still felt a little hotness seeping through his clothes from his shoulders.

They embraced each other, exchanging insignificant body temperature, Xu Boyuan didn't care who approached in front of him.

"...cousin?"

Xu Boyuan paused and raised his head.

I saw Xu Li standing not more than a few steps away, drenched from head to toe in the rain, with her hair sticking to her face in a panic, only the shock in her eyes was very clear.

Xu Boyuan's hand landed on Ying Zhou's back again, and he nodded to Xu Li: "Your Highness."

He was able to be so calm because he had already thought that the matter between him and Ying Zhou would be known sooner or later.But since he chose to be with Ying Zhou, he is ready to face everything, no matter who opposes and obstructs him, he will never let go.

The only thing he didn't think about was that this day would come so soon, so suddenly, and at a bad timing.

"You..." Xu Li gradually realized what this scene meant, pointed at them, trembling with anger, "How dare you!"

Xu Boyuan lowered his head and smiled, maybe he didn't dare at first, but Ying Zhou gave him infinite courage, making him face Xu Li's anger at this moment, without hesitation and compromise in his heart.

He hugged Ying Zhou horizontally and said to Xu Li: "The minister and the national teacher, as your highness has seen. The national teacher is not feeling well, so I take him back to the palace, and go ahead. Your highness, please return to the palace as soon as possible."

Amidst Fushuang's long cry, Xu Boyuan carried Ying Zhou on his horse, placed him in front of him, shook off the reins, and Fushuang's muddy feet kicked up thousands of drops of water. People disappeared into the vast world.

Xu Li stood there blankly, looking at the direction in which the two left, only to feel a roar in his ears, and he couldn't hear a word of what the inner eunuch beside him said.

Until Sitong appeared in front of him, blocking his sight.

"Your Highness," Sitong held up an umbrella, "the quagmire ahead has been filled, and it's time to go back to the palace."

Xu Li was in a daze and didn't respond.

Sitong smiled and said: "Your Highness, I just picked up something on the ground."

"...What?" Xu Li raised her eyes.

Sitong took out something from his sleeve and said: "It seems to have fallen from the national teacher, will your Highness take it back to him?"

Xu Li's expression flickered, and he came over suddenly.

What Sitong held in his hand was a bright yellow dragon scroll, an imperial decree that only the emperor could use.

"...Give it to Gu."

Xu Li took the rain-soaked imperial decree and shook it away. With just one glance, her expression changed.

The ink on the imperial decree was smudged, and many words could not be seen clearly.The only thing that can still be seen clearly is the red stamp of the last jade seal, and the sentence:

——I know that the year is not long, and I want to pass it on to the son of Prince Yu, in order to honor the destiny.

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