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The city center is as neon-lit as ever at night.

I don't know when, thick lead gray clouds piled up from the direction of the sea.

The wind gradually picked up, and the advertising posters and leaflets posted on both sides of the street were blown rattlingly.

The night wind blew on the pedestrians, and those who were still immersed in the heat of summer suddenly felt the severity of the cold autumn. They all wrapped up their coats, shrunk their necks, and hurried on their feet.

In the high-end villa area in the city center, the house of Duan Huichuan's family is the one near the lake.

The lights were on in the room. After Xu Chen finished his homework, he sat in front of the sofa and watched cartoons as usual. Bai Jian hurried to the balcony and took all his clothes back. As soon as he entered the room, a thunderstorm followed.

The torrential rain was like a waterfall in a blink of an eye, Xu Chen was jumped by the intense rain, lying on the window lattice and looking at the dark rain curtain outside, he was inexplicably worried.

"Brother said he was going to travel to the island, why didn't he even call back?"

Bai Jian wiped her wet hair, and said in relief, "Maybe you are having fun... It's strange, why does Zhaocai refuse to eat? I filled up the bowl at night, and it still hasn't moved at all."

The heavy rain has been falling for a long time, without any sign of stopping, but more and more urgent, like dense drumbeats beating on the heart, making people up and down, restless, as if the whole world is covered by such an unprovoked miserable wind and rain, There is no end in sight.

The bright-feathered parrot was sluggishly nestled in the cage at the moment, and there was something wrong with it, and Bai Jian liked to ignore it when she talked to it.

Until it rained heavily, it suddenly became restless, flapping its wings non-stop, clawing at the iron cage with its sharp claws like iron hooks, as if trying to grab a hole in the cage before giving up.

"What's wrong with Zhaocai? Is it sick?" Xu Chen opened the cage door and carried it out. Usually, Zhaocai likes to talk when he has nothing to do. Abnormally silent.

As soon as he got out of the birdcage, Zhao Cai suddenly roared at the heavy rain outside the window, his hoarse and shrill cry startled the two of them.

"Fortune!"

The parrot raised its flaming crest high, broke free from Xu Chen's embrace, fluttered out like an arrow off the string, rushed out of the window in a blink of an eye, and disappeared into the heavy rain, while Bai Jian and Xu Chen shouted loudly behind. Yelling, also indifferent.

Also caught in the heavy rain was the Tiya Islands, which fell into darkness.

Thunderstorms, lightning and strong winds, regardless of the airport or port, all traffic was paralyzed, most signals were cut off, water and power grids all went on strike, and panic began to spread in a large area. Only ancient candles and flashlights could barely provide a little comfort.

After Duan Huichuan and Heilong left, the people trapped in the ruins of the auction venue escaped in fear.

The entire island seemed to be an isolated island floating on the sea, with stagnant water everywhere. They gathered in the hotel, relying on the backup generator to barely maintain the basic supply.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the thick clouds, and from time to time, there were huge black shadows churning at the junction of water and sky, like some kind of monster with teeth and claws, but it was too far away from the island to see clearly.

Tang Luo'an leaned against the window and watched this absurd scene, muttering to himself: "At the beginning, I thought that Boss Duan was not an ordinary person, but I never thought that one day I would see him fighting with a dragon..."

Fang Jun wrapped himself in a blanket and kept sneezing, his whole face wrinkled into a ball, feeling sleepy and extremely depressed: "I thought I was just frightened by the fox demon, but I didn't expect... crossing genders is already very difficult. It's difficult, but it's still not human..."

In the other room, the Duan family waited for the dawn in eerie silence and anxiety, but the night was so long that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

Duan Yin was injured when the auction site collapsed, and was rescued. He had already woken up from a coma. When he woke up, he stared at the dim ceiling numbly, feeling as if he had a ridiculous nightmare, and he could not recover for a long time. .

The monster son that he once abandoned like a shoe, actually confronted a real dragon in the air!

When he saw that unbelievable scene, his eyeballs almost fell out in fright.

Duan Yinzheng rubbed the corners of his eyes heavily, with a half-crying and half-smiling expression on his face.

Duan Mingchen was sitting in the corner of the sofa, as if all his energy and spirit had been taken away, his eyes wandered around restlessly: "That guy...he, he is really a monster, but I didn't expect it to end up like this...would he Come back and seek revenge on us?"

Third Master Duan withdrew his gaze from the window. There was nowhere to hide the gloomy black eyes in his eyes, his loose eyelids were drooping, and he seemed to be so old that he was about to sink into the ground. He glanced coldly at this useless grandson: "If he To take revenge on the Duan family, do you think you can live till now?"

Duan Mingchen was so frightened that he bit his lips and couldn't speak.

"Forget it, it's been so many years, it's useless, let's resign ourselves to fate."

Duan Yinzheng heaved a long sigh, remembering all the rumors and rumors of the eldest son in the past when he was young, many rumors and rumors may not be true, but he still kicked him out at a young age because he was afraid of damage to his reputation, and thought of the disputes in the dragon's cave in the ancestral hall, not only did he not get a good one. Fruit, but now the entire Duan Group is crumbling.

Now that I think about it one by one, I don’t know if it’s more regret or fear.

The water and sky are gloomy and desolate, but the howling lightning and thunder illuminate the turbid waves below.

The stern dragon chant roared high in the sky, the black flames burned the sky, and the turbulent waves and tsunami in the distance rushed towards the eyes like a tsunami.

In such a majestic momentum, Yan Yijun stood in the air, confronting the white-clothed man standing on the sea, as if all the violent wind and rain around him were just an appetizer before the beginning of the good show.

Two slender figures, one black and one white, are reflected on the rough sea. When the surging waves rise and fall, the reflections of the two are cut to pieces, just like this strange calm that is about to collapse at any time.

With the flash of bright lightning, he could clearly see the other person's upturned face. Although he had a human appearance, those vertical pupils were as black as ink, and they were clearly not human eyes.

When locked by the opponent's line of sight, it looks like an ancient ferocious beast staring at each other, as if it will be crushed by sharp teeth at any time, which makes people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts.

The black dragon was still struggling painfully under the scorching black flames. Seeing that the sound of panting gradually weakened, it raised its head high as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "His Royal Highness! Help me! I, I have completed the task!"

"Yi, you did a good job." The man in white seemed to notice it at this time, raised the corners of his mouth, and praised slowly, but there was no smile in his eyes, "However, you are still the second brother who is only a human. To achieve this kind of virtue is really embarrassing to my Dragon Clan. Anyway, for the sake of your dedicated service to this hall, I will send your Dragon Soul to die as soon as possible."

"What - no! Help me - no!" The black dragon swung its remnant body and jumped out of the sea, but the black flames were like a gangrene, tightly wrapped around it, and even burned more and more!

If it hadn't been seriously injured, and its dragon scales were intact, with the extremely strong defense of the dragon clan, it would certainly not be so easily injured by Yan Yijun.

But the wound that was stabbed by Duan Huichuan just now spread almost all over his body, the skin was ripped apart, and the bones could be seen deep. The black flame penetrated into his body and burned his internal organs along with it. He vowed to burn it to ashes, even the sea water could not burn it annihilation.

Until the black dragon's huge body finally couldn't support it, it fell heavily back into the sea, sank into the water, died thoroughly, without a sound, and even the huge waves it stirred up were smoothed by the man in white.

A wisp of dragon soul as thin as mist drifted out from the bottom of the sea, he grabbed it and put it into his sleeve.

"Your Excellency is the head of the Dragon Clan, Prince Han Ge?" Yan Yijun had no choice but to make up with him. He still remembered Duan Huichuan who fell into the bottom of the sea. Although the Dragon Clan would not be drowned in the sea, he didn't know how he would be tortured by the nine-day dragon rope Woolen cloth.

"You recognize me." Han Ge's eyes retracted from the strangely burning black flames on the sea, and he raised his chin towards him, showing an inscrutable smile, "You are from the Wu Clan, and your strength is so strong that even the Wu Clan See, witch?"

Although he was doubtful, his tone was very affirmative.

Yan Yijun replied lightly: "That's right. Your Highness Han Ge is really well-informed."

Ignoring the sarcasm in his words, Han Ge sighed quietly, as if extremely regretful: "I didn't expect that good brother of mine to be entangled with a sinner of the witch clan. If this is spread, how will the royal family face it?" But it doesn’t matter, as long as I kill you here and bring Huichuan back to Longyuan Realm for strict supervision, everything will be fine.”

"After all, Huichuan was forced to fall into the altar of reincarnation when he was just an adult. He grew up as a mortal and his heart is not yet mature. As a good brother, I should of course forgive him and advise him."

Han Ge seemed to be immersed in his own emotion, with a soft and gentle tone, he could not tell at all that the behind-the-scenes instigator who ordered Duan Huichuan to be imprisoned and tortured with the nine-day dragon rope was his "good brother".

"However, before you die, there is one thing I don't know. I'm curious. Why did you help him, or even die for him?" Han Ge said to himself, not caring about Yan Yijun's irony. eyes.

"You are from the Wu clan, don't you know that your Wu clan was destroyed by my dragon clan? Why, you have to go through life and death for the enemy? You should hate him."

"Enemy?" Yan Yijun lowered his eyelashes, cast a small shadow in his eyes, and slowly laughed, "My enemy was sent to hell by my own hands many years ago. I really hated the dragons once, but……"

He stared faintly at the extremely distant night, embracing each other with the endless deep sea.

"He is different."

Yes, he is different, regardless of race, religion, or hatred.When the witch clan perished, none of them were born, and the enemies who forced their mother to death and imprisoned them had already annihilated their souls by themselves.

Instead, it happened to be him, the one who reached out to his demonic self on that dark rainy night and dragged himself out of the abyss of despair.

"How can you understand?" Yan Yijun stared at Han Ge with a gentle yet cruel smile.

"What's more, isn't it you who secretly coerced and lured the Wu people to work for you and attempted to murder you back to Sichuan?"

He opened his arms, and with a gesture of no hesitation, a dark green crystal was born between the palms of his hands, spinning at a high speed, ups and downs.

The spar kept elongating and changing between his hands, and finally turned into a long and slender witch staff. The whole body was crystal clear, and the black light flowed, as if carved from dark green gemstones. Like witch power wandering around, endlessly.

Yan Yijun held the witch stick in his hand and hit the pestle heavily, a terrifying black flame shot up into the sky from behind him, the flames reached the sky, and almost burned the thunderclouds entrenched in the night sky to ashes!

"Oh, it's kind of interesting." Han Ge narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of sharpness, "Your name, this hall does not kill unknown people."

"Yan Yijun." Before the words were finished, Yan Yijun's whole body instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in place!

The moonless and starless night became the best cover. Yan Yijun's figure was as black as ink, completely integrated with the night, like a brush dipped in heavy ink smearing wantonly on the black paper, as if there was nothing , and it seems to be everywhere.

Han Ge stood in place calmly, letting the shamanic vigor pass by against his shoulders, raising the hair by his ears and then slowly falling down, without even swaying the corners of his clothes. The Wu tribe people put it in their eyes.

He smiled slightly, raised his hand and flicked it in the air, and water droplets coming from all directions gathered on his fingertips, and he casually picked up a sharp diamond-shaped ice pick from it.

The cold air and the surrounding sea area dropped several degrees in an instant. The water surface under the feet seemed to have a thin layer of ice slag floating, and the pale cold mist rose up vaguely, which set off Han Ge A pair of bare feet became whiter and jade-like.

"Do you think that if you hide your head in the dark, this hall will have nothing to do with you?" Han Ge shook his head and smiled, "You Wu people always like to hide in the shadows sneakily, and you don't have the courage to face the enemy head-on. What the Dragon Clan pays attention to is an upright duel, life and death are not important."

On the surface, he was as calm as a mountain, but in fact he was on high alert around his surroundings. Unfortunately, Yan Yijun still held back in the boundless night, and was not provoked by his words at all. Han Ge sighed in disappointment.

With a wave of his hand, the ice edge in his hand turned into two, and then into four. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of pieces split, and the sharp edges and corners shone coldly in the electric light of the lacquer night.

Like a hedgehog's spikes, he is tightly protected in the center, ready to shoot out at any time, and sieve all enemies who attempt to invade!

coming!

Han Ge suddenly opened his eyes, and countless sharp icicles splashed in all directions. Suddenly, with him as the center, the extremely cold ice spread wildly to the nearby sea area, almost freezing the entire sea area!

The falling raindrops also turned into ice picks, one after another, covering no dead ends, no matter where Yan Yijun hides, it will be of no avail!

When everything calmed down, the surrounding world became a world of ice and snow, but what about the Wu clan?

Not here, not there!

The noble dragon prince frowned for the first time since he was in the lower realm. For a moment, the sea water seemed to tell him something, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Would you like to make a fool of yourself and save people under my nose? Don't dream—"

As the fists tightened heavily, the solid ice in all directions shattered!

They continuously condensed and compressed, and finally turned into an ice dragon and plunged into the water. The seemingly calm sea surface exploded with a bang. The ice dragon held a distressed figure in its long mouth, and threw him high into the night sky, like a The target of landing everywhere was exposed in front of Han Ge's eyes.

"Heh, I originally wanted to give you a time to leave your last words, but it seems unnecessary." Han Ge stepped on the ice like a leisurely stroll.

With a long roar, the ice dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed the figure into its stomach, and plunged headfirst into the bottom of the water.

Han Ge put his hands behind his back, looked at the cold and rainy night, and sighed slowly. The opponent was too weak, which seemed to make him a little bored.

"The kindness of His Royal Highness, Prince Chang, please forgive me for not accepting it." The plain and straightforward voice sounded behind him, and Han Ge was startled. The sharp ice thorns were accumulated in the back out of thin air, growing wildly on the sea surface, but he didn't even touch a single shadow.

Han Ge's constricted pupils reflected a pair of dark green vertical pupils, with a creepy glint like cat's eyes.

"you--"

He only had time to utter a syllable when he found he couldn't move!

A large dark green net suddenly opened under his feet, like some kind of mysterious magic circle. He was being imprisoned in the center of the circle. Countless dark green flames were ignited cluster by cluster as the circle rotated. He obviously couldn't feel the slightest temperature, but all the broken ice under his feet was burned and vaporized into mist!

"His Royal Highness seems to be unlucky. My witch spell can defeat your ice dragon." Yan Yijun was suspended in the flames. To him, the flames that burned the black dragon alive were like a naughty child, stretching out his arms. Flame fiddled with the hem of his clothes.

The burning flames surrounded Han Ge. After a brief shock and annoyance, he regained his composure and even smiled slightly: "That's right. It would be too boring if you were killed so easily."

Yan Yijun frowned slightly, then stretched it out again, pointed the tip of the witch stick at him, and said in a cold voice: "You are so confident, you must not have come here in real body. How dare you be rampant with a mere projection?"

"You found out?" Han Ge brushed away the hair scratching his cheeks indifferently, "I thought the projection would be enough to take me back to Sichuan, but I didn't expect to kill you halfway, don't think that defeating my projection is enough It's okay, you know..."

Yan Yijun was about to say something, but there seemed to be some kind of strange vibration coming from the depths of the turbulent sea beneath his feet, which cut off the conversation between the two of them.

In the dark and gloomy seabed, no ray of light can penetrate here.

Duan Huichuan's consciousness sank deeper and deeper. Like this dark abyss, he was oppressed by the sea water in all directions. He had no choice but to drown and drift with the current.

The Nine Heavens Binding Dragon Rope was tightly tied to his body, imprisoning his hands and feet. Duan Huichuan was unable to move. During the sinking process, a terrifying sense of suffocation surrounded him, and the oppressive force of the deep water squeezed his internal organs without any dead ends. .

He had tried to shrink his body, or simply turned into a gecko, but the Nine Heavens Binding Dragon Rope also shrunk, leaving him no chance to breathe.

Unprecedented, the concept of approaching death is so clear at this moment.

Are you going to die?

Duan Huichuan couldn't hold his breath anymore, he opened his mouth subconsciously, a series of bubbles popped out, he was swallowed by the undercurrent in the blink of an eye, the cold sea water poured in, and his body began to ache.

The ring hanging around his neck fell out, and suddenly, bright light shone from the purple gemstone, wrapping him warmly and softly.

I don't know how long it took, Duan Huichuan gradually regained consciousness, he barely opened his eyes, and what he saw was the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.Then he suddenly realized that he seemed to be breathing underwater?

Some kind of underwater creature swam past him, and his keen senses picked up the direction of the current.

He struggled to move the only head that could move, and in the distance, there seemed to be a little light, looming on the bottom of the sea, and the ring floated in front of his eyes with the buoyancy, clearly pointing to that direction—it was the diamond crown that followed him into the sea. glow.

Bubbles came out of his mouth uncontrollably, Duan Huichuan gritted his teeth, his body was tied like a spring roll, he bowed hard, his buttocks pouted, and moved crazily on the bottom of the sea at an extremely slow speed.

Like a clumsy humanoid earthworm.

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