crossing magic

Qing Lan was stunned by the sight in front of her.

He didn't even have time to see the scene inside the cave clearly, and he didn't notice Xiaotian. The moment he entered the cave, he was attracted by the phantom floating in mid-air.

Is that Yan Cang?

That man was also dressed in red, with long hair scattered casually, and a pair of evil eyes brightened up when he saw Qing Lan.

He was doing what Yan Cang did most often, leaning against a rock, with exactly the same face and breath as Yan Cang, but he was not Yan Cang.

The breath on his body was too ancient, and the coercion belonging to the ancient gods also clearly told Qing Lan that it was not Yan Cang.

The man didn't seem to see Xiaotian, he just stared at Qinglan: "Qinglan, long time no see..."

"You are……"

"Aren't you sure?" Yan Cang walked towards Qinglan step by step: "I left this phantom just to see Qinglan after tens of thousands of years. Qinglan, you really haven't changed at all."

Qing Lan was quite shocked, Yan Cang was clearly an ancient god, how could he be an ancient beast?Master lied again, what are they hiding?

I'm afraid, neither he nor the Heavenly Emperor thought that Yan Cang would leave this phantom here, right?

"Shenjun..." Qinglan's chest seemed to be poked by something suddenly, which made him flustered for no reason.

This feeling is different from Yan Cang's fall 500 years ago, as if the lost things are now lost, which made him want to cry.

Qinglan has never shed tears, and the feeling of wanting to cry is also very strange. He touched his cheek, and it turned out to be wet.

Yan Cang had already walked up to Qing Lan, raised Qing Lan's chin, seemed to be frightened by Qing Lan's tears, a little panicked, his evil eyes were full of annoyance.

"I'm sorry, I said I would protect you to the end, but I didn't expect to fall before you, Qinglan, I'm sorry."

Qing Lan didn't know what to say, she only had one thought - so, did she and Yan Cang know each other a long, long time ago?

But I heard Yan Cang say: "I will make up for everything I didn't say or do in time. Qinglan, you should go to me. This illusion will disappear soon. What you need is at Xiaotian's place."

"Shenjun..." The person in front of him gradually turned into nothingness, and Qing Lan couldn't regain his senses for a long time.

Xiao Tian kowtowed to Yan Cang's phantom and walked up to Qing Lan: "So you are the one I'm waiting for?"

Qinglan: "..."

Xiao Tianqi is grand, with piercing tiger eyes. He was suspicious of Qing Lan at first, but when he heard Yan Cang's words, his expression was respectful now: "Our Tiger Clan has been ordered to guard this place. 1000 years ago we My father passed away, so I will guard this place, saying that we can leave the land of the underworld when someone destined to show up."

Qing Lan probed out her spiritual sense, and sure enough, she found a soul contract in Xiaotian's body. The person who signed it added special features, and this kind of contract can be inherited from generation to generation.

Xiaotian said frankly: "I just heard from my father that many years ago, our ancestors signed a contract with an ancient dragon, and were ordered to guard his fallen place again, and find his descendants to bring here inheritance .”

With Qing Lan's slight movement, Yan Cang was born in the land of the Abyss, why wait until now to pass it on?

Is it the so-called time has not yet come?

Xiaotian handed the things in his hand to Qing Lan: "This is the key to enter the Fumo Pagoda. The Fumo Pagoda is refined by the Lord and another ancient true god. Presumably, you are that other true god."

Qinglan took the object, and when she saw the shape clearly, her heart skipped a beat. The shape of this invisible object was exactly the same as his natal jade, except that a dragon with its teeth and claws was carved on it.

"Thank you!"

The two came outside the tower.

Qing Lan has no impression of this tower at all, and she doesn't know what happened to Yan Cang inside.

When I came to the entrance of Fumo Tower, I saw that there was a groove on it. As soon as Qing Lan put the key in his hand, he was pulled into the tower by a beam of light in the blink of an eye.

Inside the tower, Yan Cang gave up breaking the formation again, and was about to lie down and sleep again, when he saw a white figure throwing towards him.

Without even seeing who was coming, Yan Cang caught the white person reflexively, and called out in surprise: "Qing Lan!"

Qinglan looked at a certain dragon with a surprised face in front of her, and sighed slightly in her heart: "You...let me down first..."

It's a pity that Yan Cang didn't hear it at all. He originally thought that he would be trapped here for 100 years as the old man Tiandi said, 100 years, he was going crazy, but Qing Lan came in suddenly.

"Qinglan, how did you get in here?"

"Qing Lan, the old man Tiandi also brought you in? You didn't do anything. Is the old man confused?"

"Qinglan, I don't understand this formation. I'm dying of anxiety. I thought I wouldn't see you again for 100 years. Fortunately, I abolished Song Heng before that. You won't blame me, will you?"

"Qinglan, I miss you..."

As her waist warmed up, Qing Lan curled her lips together: "Shicai, I saw a man who was wearing the same clothes as you, suave and unrestrained..."

"Who is it?" Yan Cang tightened his arms and pulled him into his arms, his face full of dissatisfaction: "How dare you look at other men behind my back, who is he?"

Qinglan: "He is the true ancient god."

Yan Cang: "..." This is definitely surprising, definitely not being frightened, "Ancient True God? Qing Lan, are you kidding me?"

Qinglan shook her head: "No, I can still feel the coercion of the ancient true god. He said that he has been waiting for me for a long, long time."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, too." Yan Cang couldn't bear it any longer, hugged Qing Lan in his arms, and said angrily, "Qing Lan, aren't those old guys dead? It's a lot of long-lived old things, how can it be romantic? Take a good look at me, am I not romantic enough?"

After waiting for a long time, Qing Lan said lightly: "You are not bad."

Yan Cang was immediately satisfied: "Isn't it? We are alive, Qinglan, the old things in ancient times must be dead, we can't beat them, it's better to stay away."

Qinglan looked around and pushed Yancang: "This is a formation, let go first."

"Don't let go, the business is important" said Qinglan's chin, and kissed her angrily.

Qinglan: "..." Is this the business?

But her heart softened, the uneasiness of the past few days was dispelled by the croaking of a certain dragon, and the familiar breath filled her nostrils. At this moment, Qing Lan could clearly hear his heart beating.