The Legend of Runyu from Xiangmi Colleagues——Yinglong Jie

He could feel that Zhuzhao opened his eyes suddenly, and the golden light in his eyes shone on him.

This should be Zhuzhao Shengjun, right?

Youying did not deny her identity as Youying, and suddenly her voice became very concerned, "Lian Hua? Where is he?"

Runyu was thinking of taking out the blood god ax to win her trust, when Zhuzhao suddenly said, "This is a little Yinglong."

Youying raised her white eyebrows all of a sudden, and the evil spirit climbed up her white face, and all the wrinkles on her face were twisted all of a sudden.

"Ying Long!"

As soon as she stretched out her fingers, Runyu involuntarily showed a silver dragon body, floating in the air and unable to move.

"Hiss." That Youying seemed to make a threatening voice from the gap between her teeth, which was full of threats when she encountered a natural enemy.

Runyu felt a chill rising from his heart. He sensitively sensed that these two people had great hostility towards his dragon body, and his thoughts changed slightly, and he said, "You two saints, please don't get me wrong. Lord Huashen sent to deliver a letter of peace to Shengjun."

"Lie." Zhu Zhao said, raising his hand, his dragon scales stood up one by one, "Tell the truth. Where is Lian Hua? What are you doing here?"

He was fixed in mid-air, seriously considering how to answer these two questions.The wind passed between his floating dragon scales, and the skin under the dragon scales felt a burst of coolness.

He knew he was acting recklessly and impulsively.The so-called wise plan sometimes seems to be useless until it is overwhelmed by absolute strength.He sacrificed his cultivation for the rest of his life, only to let him break into this place and smell the lotus fragrance, that's all.He was caught without even touching the lotus petal.

Originally, he would not have made such a mistake.That whip shattered his hesitation, shattered the wavering that he could endure.

He has been despised by his beloved, abandoned by her, what is the meaning of his existence?He hadn't lived for himself a few times in his life, if he had to be self-willed, he wouldn't be able to let Qing'er spend the rest of his life under the threat of being whipped and abused at any time.

She was right, the world was more important than her, but he had to try his best to give the world and her an explanation, a big gift, a big gift in exchange for his life.

However, his efforts are meaningless right now, because he doesn't know how to solve the current predicament.

Where is Lianhua?Isn't it obvious that he could have been somewhere else?These two people have such advanced cultivation bases of nearly a million years. After passing through that formation and leaving this space, they can find Lian Hua in no time. Why do they ask such a question?Did they really not know where he went?Or is there another inside story?

He intuited that this question was very delicate and could not be answered randomly.

As for what is he doing here?To answer this question, it is inevitable to answer the first question.Even if he didn't answer the first question, he couldn't just say that his goal was Qixinyoulancao and Jieyoulian. He still didn't give up, and wanted to leave even the slightest chance.

He was only silent for a moment, but You Ying was too impatient to wait, "Don't say it!" Pointing at him, a circle of dragon scales was torn off by an invisible hand, and the blood-drenched forest fell to the ground. , he trembled in pain.

He gritted his teeth and insisted on the lie to the end: "Shenjun Lianhua will return in a few days, please ask me to report a letter of safety to the two sages."

Zhu Zhao said: "Why do you need to be sneaky when you report the safety letter? Where is he, tell the truth."

Youying raised her finger again, and another circle of scales fell down.He was gasping for breath in pain, and there were bursts of golden light in front of his eyes.

"Maybe it was the old immortal Hao Chen who sent us to investigate our reality." You Ying said, "Lian Hua may fall into his hands. So is Cang Hui."

Zhu Zhao raised his hand, and the scales of the bloody forest fell down again, "You tell all the truth quickly, or I will slowly peel off the dragon scales on your body one by one."

Who are Hao Chen and Cang Hui?He doesn't know it at all.

He opened his eyes and looked at these two people. There was no expression on their faces, only their eyes were full of emotional ups and downs, cruel, bloodthirsty, eager, and angry, but there was no compassion or kindness.

If it is really the same breed, Lianhua should be the offspring of such a tyrannical beast.

"Shenjun Lianhua is all well. He asked me to report his safety letter to the two sages. If you don't believe me, you can wait for three days. He should be back in three days. I brought his token."

Sure enough, they found the black ax and his ice sword from him, and they were dubious.

Zhu Zhao said: "Where is Cang Hui, where is he?"

He didn't know if he could deceive the other party, so he said hesitantly: "Shenjun Canghui looks a little..."

Youying said: "He is the father of Lian Hua."

Zhu Zhao said: "This little Yinglong is extremely cunning, don't talk, I'll ask him."

Youying stopped talking.

He also fell silent, ready to endure the next round of pain.

Zhu Zhao paused and said: "I'll ask you one last time, where are Lian Hua and Cang Hui? Are they in Hao Chen's hands? What are you doing here? Are you sent by Hao Chen?"

He closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and took a deep breath. The scent of lotus flowers floated into his lungs, making him a little sentimental and yearning, and like a pair of gentle hands, gradually soothing the pain in his heart and forgetting about it. Body pain.No big deal, he thought.

"Shenjun Lianhua is fine, Haochen and Canghui, I don't know who they are, and I don't know where they are."

The furious golden light penetrated his eyelids and reached his eyes.In the next second, like a serrated knife, the scales on his whole body were lifted up forcefully, slowly, and slowly scraped against the direction of growth.

He gritted his teeth tremblingly.The dragon scales were still on the skin, but they were slowly leaving his body. With his flesh and blood, every inch of his skin seemed to be ignited by fire, pierced by needles, and the severe pain reached his soul. Howling to vent the pain.

His eyes were black, he was about to fall into darkness, and he wanted to cry out for mercy.

That's the bottom line of what he can't stand.Lianhua kept pressing for the bottom line that he always wanted to know.

Scenes of the bloody forest when he was a child flashed dizzily in his mind. He seemed to see his mother's weeping and maddened face shaking in front of his eyes. After scraping off these scales, you can go play with your friends..." Reluctantly, she stabbed the knife into his body mercilessly and peeled off the scales. He cried out in pain, and his mother begged him with tears: "My dear carp, don't yell, people will know if you yell." He could only bite the fish bone, and swallowed his cries.

He struggled, and shed tears drop by drop. The painful memories had been carved into his bones and into his life. He could never bear this inhuman pain. Fear made him tremble, □□ Then, subconsciously wanting to beg for mercy.

It's no use begging for forgiveness.When his mother saw his newly grown scales, she burst into tears and said in horror, "Why are the scales growing again?" He only needs to close his eyes to see her desolate frightened face and the trembling knife in her hand. Unfortunately, she wanted to peel off his scales but she didn't have the strength, which caused him dozens of times more pain, so she had to pick up the knife and aim at the stubborn scales on her body that seemed to grow from the soul.

Who in the world can pick his own scales with a knife over and over again?

During those hopeless years, he tortured himself over and over again, and healed over and over again. Every cut seemed to engrave an indelible brand of fear in the depths of his soul.

Blood gushed out and flowed all over the ground, countless scales fell to the ground, and he completely turned into a red dragon, covered in blood.

In the silent world, he was the only one who uttered an unbearable and shrill moan.

He was immersed in painful memories and couldn't extricate himself. The dead lotus petal in the Lingtai finally disappeared after absorbing a trace of black energy.

The last dragon scale also left his body.The gentle wind blew on his bloody body, like Ling Chi's knife, and tortured him again.He shed tears in pain, and the tears, like the blood flowing from his body, never stopped.

"Are you still telling the truth?" He heard Zhu Zhao ask.

He opened his mouth, wanting to call him some kind of sage, but they were just two stupid beasts, but they couldn't say a word, so he could only close his eyes and let himself fall into the darkness.

The author has something to say: I desperately gave up the idea of ​​finishing at eleven o'clock in the morning.

There's still a bunch of things I haven't written...

Why is the road to happiness so long...

It was agreed to be the last torture, why did it take so long...

Don't blame me for being cruel, all the endings now are in response to the title of the book Yinglong Jie, which was decided from the beginning.

This is the ending after more than 20 words in the making. Whether it looks good or not, it is all my brainchild. Please accept it and read it patiently!thanks thanks!

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