Breeding Jiao

Zong Wu's face was leisurely and complacent, and he didn't take this matter into his heart at all. All the immortals saw their teeth itching, wishing to go forward and get rid of this disaster first, but when they thought of Zong Wu's arrogant and thunderous methods in the past hundred years, they had no choice but to hold back Feeling angry, just waiting to see what Tianjun will do.

"Dragon Lord." Tianjun sighed softly, instead of getting angry, he said softly: "If the seal is broken, it will endanger all living beings in this world. It is not something you and I alone can afford. If the demon god escapes, all living beings will be killed." Falling into purgatory together, how can you Dragon Clan survive alone?"

Zong Wu squinted his eyes and did not speak, Tianjun also stopped talking, and the atmosphere on the birthday suddenly became dignified.

Wang Shu only felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to cramp them.But he didn't dare to speak without authorization, because he always felt that Zong Wu seemed to be weighing something with Tianjun secretly.

After a long time, a clear and clear voice sounded slowly, like the clear spring in the mountains in summer, lingling, with a sense of nobleness and dust.

"Dragon Lord, you can make your own request." Feng Wang didn't know when he got up and stood under the flower tree. The mottled sunlight fell on his body, and a layer of warm gold was blooming. Wang Shuhuang felt an inexplicable feeling in his mind. In my heart, I thought about it carefully but I don't know why.

"You can go, but you have to wait for my baby to be born." Zong Wu Shi said calmly.

"Okay." Without waiting for others to reply, Tianjun responded bluntly.

"Since that's the case, the Dragon Clan still has matters to deal with, so let's take our leave first." Zong Wu got up slowly, raised his hands unhurriedly to smooth the folds of his clothes, and took Wang Shu by the hand.

Wang Shu's heart seemed to be suffocated just now, and he was very oppressed. The moment he got up and stood still, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the sound in his ears receded like a tide, and only the slight wind noise gradually faded away. , until finally, a pair of solid arms tightly wrapped around his body, and then his consciousness fell into chaos.

A crisp bell sounded, breaking the dead silence.

The breeze that was originally as fine as silk suddenly became bitter, whistling like a knife, the sound of drums rumbled in his ears, accompanied by the dull thunder, the heaven and earth were filled with awe-inspiring coercion, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe. The heart beat restlessly with the drumbeat.

His eyes gradually opened, but Wang Shu immediately froze in place.

Immortals stood all around, with five-color brilliance rippling all around, the sky was covered by thunderclouds, and pale thunder and lightning swam between the clouds like silver snakes, stirring up dense clouds and thunderstorms.

Wang Shu turned his head and looked around in horror, only to see that the immortals around him were standing still like a sculpture, their expressions were indifferent and numb, but they were all staring in one direction.

Wang Shu looked along the eyes of everyone, and his eyes were about to burst.

"Zong Wu!"

Wang Shu exclaimed, desperate to run towards the tall figure not far away.

Zong Wu was dressed in tattered black clothes, the dragon pattern was stained with blood, blood was dripping from his sleeves, his black hair was loose, tangled with blood.Wang Shu called out, but he didn't look back, he just lowered his head and looked at the endless abyss under his feet.

Wang Shu ran all the way, but no one stopped him.

"Zong Wu!" Wang Shu was short of breath, and murmured in disbelief, Zong Wu's eyes were red, his expression was sad and complicated, the wounds all over his body were being torn apart under the thundercloud, and blood was overflowing.

But he didn't seem to notice it, just stared at the abyss below in a daze, the corners of his lips opened and closed, and murmured some small and incoherent words.

"Zong Wu...how could you be like this." Wang Shu's eyes turned red, but he stretched out his hand but didn't dare to touch it, "Who did it?"

Zong Wu's eyes were empty, his chapped lips opened and closed, as if immersed in another world.

Wang Shu turned his head to look, at some time, those immortals had slowly climbed up the jade steps and stood around him and Zong Wu.

"Let's go." Wang Shu took a deep breath, stopped the trembling in his voice, gently touched Zong Wu's cheek with both hands, and whispered.

Zong Wu turned a deaf ear to it, the madness in his red eyes became more intense, and the murmured words in his mouth became more urgent, Wang Shu followed his ears.

"sorry Sorry……"

"what did I do……"

"I'm sorry for you..."

Zong Wu repeated these words over and over again, and every time he said it, the crimson color in his eyes became more intense.

"Zongwu, what are you talking about? I'm right here, look at me." Wang Shu forcibly raised Zongwu's jaw, forcing him to look at himself.

However, in the next scene, Wang Shu fell into an ice cave.

In Zong Wu's pupils, there was no figure of him.

This is a dream?So this dream, is it the past?Or... the future?

However, changes suddenly occurred in an instant, and Zong Wu's originally red and frantic eyes suddenly revealed a trace of clarity.

This gaze, however, went straight past Wang Shu and looked behind him.

Wang Shu turned his head stiffly.

He saw himself, a person who looked exactly like him, dressed in white, with a calm expression, walking slowly.

But Zong Wu's eyes completely reflected the figure of that person. Wang Shu felt that Zong Wu's body under his palm stiffened suddenly. Looking at the "Wangshu" who was walking slowly.

"Wang Shu" had no expression on his face, and walked up to Zong Wu's body step by step. The white clothes were like snow, but the end was stained with Zong Wu's blood, and that touch of red was particularly dazzling.

Zong Wu seemed to have seen it too, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't come over."

"Wang Shu" stopped and still didn't say a word.

As soon as Zong Wu changed his crazy look, he felt like a child at the moment, "If... there is an afterlife, are you still willing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly cut off.

"Wang Shu" raised his hand slowly, a brilliance flashed in the palm of his hand, and a long sword that was as white as an ice sculpture appeared impressively.

Zong Wu was startled.

"Wang Shu" turned his wrist again, and pulled a sword flower, the cold air dissipated, and when he fixed his eyes again, he saw "Wang Shu" handing the hilt of the sword to Zong Wu, as if he was letting him hold the sword.

Zong Wu only remained silent for a moment before he realized that blood and tears were overflowing from his red pupils, but his eyes still refused to leave that person.

This is already poisoned.

Wang Shu quickly realized that "he" made Zong Wu commit suicide.

Wang Shudeng was so angry that he stepped forward to grab the sword.Unexpectedly, just when his fingertips were about to touch the hilt, he passed through it.

Afterwards, a hand with distinct joints and mottled blood stains held the hilt of the sword without any hesitation, not even the tip of the sword trembled.

Zong Wu took his sword, and the chapped scars on his arm continuously overflowed with blood, flowing slowly along the skin, and finally landed on the crystal clear and spotless long sword.

"This matter is a mistake of mine, and has nothing to do with others. I hope...you can save him and send him to a hidden place."

"This is my last plea."

Zong Wu raised his long sword horizontally and pressed it to his throat, his handsome face was covered with blood.

"Wang Shu" was silent for a moment, nodded slowly, and said softly.

"I promise you."

Zong Wu smiled slightly and waved his hand down.

A soaring dragon chant sounded, and a dragon shadow in the distance broke through layers of thunderclouds, descended from the sky above, and flew into the mortal world.

"Wang Shu" stared at the dragon shadow for a long time, his expression was indistinguishable, and he never looked down at it from the beginning to the end.

Wang Shu sat in a pool of blood, holding Zong Wu who had already passed away in his arms, most of his clothes were stained red with blood.

"Do you think you can reverse this established ending by doing this?" A figure in Tsing Yi slowly stepped forward, with a voice as gentle as a spring breeze in March.

Wang Shu turned his head in a daze, and looked at the person coming.

"I can help you change all of this." The young man in Tsing Yi bent down and squatted in front of Wang Shu with his arms folded. Make others feel good about him.

"You are a demon." Wang Shu said in a daze.

"I have a name." The boy replied in a calm voice.

"Why are you looking for me." Wang Shu turned his head away, unwilling to look at him again, and turned to look down at Zong Wu who was sleeping in his arms, and gently wiped away the blood on his face with his hands.

"I didn't look for you, it was you who found me." The young man laughed and said softly, "The fear and anxiety in your heart forced you to find me."

"I can help you reverse the outcome of this."

"The price." Wang Shu said in a deep voice, it is undeniable that he was tempted.

The teenager smiled slightly, "Give me one of your children, I need a body."

Wang Shu remained silent, Zong Wu's body in his arms gradually became cold and stiff.

"You don't need to give me an answer right away, you can think about it carefully, as long as you give up a child you have never met, you can be with your man forever."

"God will not lie to you."

Wang Shu closed his eyes slowly, and the body of the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him gradually became transparent until it disappeared.

There was another crisp ringtone, and the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

"Wangshu?!"

Seeing the slight movement of the person on the bed, Zong Wu immediately jumped up, moved nervously to the side of the bed, and stared at Wang Shu without blinking.

Wang Shu opened his eyes slowly, and what he saw was a picture of birds drawn in various colors.

This is... the Yu Clan's dormitory.

"You're awake." Zong Wu let out a long breath, and hugged him tightly into his arms without any explanation.

"What happened to you just now? You fainted all of a sudden. It really scared me to death." Zong Wu was terrified, and Zong Wu's regular and strong heartbeat came from Wang Shu's ears. It rang in his ear once.

"If you think about it well, when you give birth to two children, push this flower to bloom and put it on one of them."

Wang Shu's breathing was unsteady, his eyes were dim, and a blue flower bud appeared in his palm at some point.

Zong Wu seemed to sense something, "What's wrong?"

Wang Shu came back to his senses, took a breath, then slowly shook his head, and put the flower bud into his arms.

"Nothing, let's go back."