Uncle Iceberg's Road to Collapse

Tantailian was stunned suddenly, all her anger froze for a moment.

Strange, strange... When Qu Yao was reading those extremely vulgar plots, what appeared in his mind was the shadow of this nephew!He actually brought everything into Qu Yao. He didn't want to hear those unpleasant things, but those plots penetrated into every corner of his body like ghosts, eroding his consciousness and nerves.

Qu Yao pulled away his jacket and coat.

He tore off his Longhua Jin and tied it to Tantailian's hands. Tantailian wanted to struggle, but everything seemed so useless.Qu Yao looked at his white fingers, and directly lowered his head to lick them, and when he got up, there were slight silver threads on his lips and tongue.

Qu Yao looked at him, eyes full of desire, but pure and pitiful, with a hint of evil hidden.

Tantai Lian bit her lips tightly, as if the spiritual power in his body was about to go berserk out of control.His nephew was still looking at him fearlessly, but he didn't know what he was thinking at all, those obscene thoughts, how dirty, disgusting, and despicable.

Tantailian suddenly became so powerless, he didn't want to look at Qu Yao again, the disciples saw him flick his sleeves and turn around and leave.They thought Venerable Yuqing was out of anger, but they didn't know it.

Tantailian seemed indifferent, but in fact she ran away.

He didn't want to face Qu Yao again, he felt that he was unworthy, what about the Three Priests of Penglai and the Six Roots of Great Ding, at this moment, they were just a cloak to cover up.Standing here majesticly by himself, but the things in his mind are so obscene, he is not qualified.

Qu Yao looked at his back as he walked away, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He smiled wryly, and immediately closed his eyes.

He himself couldn't figure out what the master uncle was to him.He tried his best to avoid those vague feelings.

Tantai Lian ran away, so why not Qu Yao, he dared not face her.

In the end, Qu Yao returned to the bedroom at night after being kneeled upright all day.

Haotianjing stood on the window sill of Quyao's bedroom and played with a crab with light blue claws. The residences of Penglai disciples were all built by Xiangyang, so they were all sea view rooms.Although there is no spring and flowers blooming when the window is opened, it faces the sea.Only the sound of heavy footsteps came in, and the moonlight shone into the room, illuminating the frosty room in the room, Hao Tianjing hummed: "Yo, great writer, are you back?"

Qu Yao was so exhausted that he fell down on the bed with a plop.

"I also got the Meteorite Jade, and you have also been tossed about. Is this a successful completion?" Haotian Jing said: "Why don't we go to the next place..."

"No!" Qu Yao said firmly, "It's not over yet."

"Jing Yiyuan and Bai Qiuya are still alive and dead under the East China Sea. With Bai Qiuya's perverted father's temperament, he will never let them go!" Qu Yao said.

"Tomorrow I'm going to rescue them." Qu Yao said, "We must do whatever it takes...to save them..."

Hao Tianjing spewed out a sip of tea, he quickly waved his hands in fright and said: "If you want to be a hero, you can go by yourself, don't drag me around, besides that Bai Qiuya..."

"call……"

Haotianjing heard the snoring sound, looked back, and found that Qu Yao had fallen asleep.

That is Penglai's special breathing regulation method, which can mobilize the whole body's strength during sleep.Haotianjing looked at the sleeping young man quietly, with a rare worry and helplessness gradually appearing on his face.

"Qu Yaoyao, Qu Yaoyao, the situation in the East China Sea is much more complicated than I thought."

Haotianjing stretched out his hand and sniffed the tip of his index finger again.

There were drops of Bai Qiuya's blood on it, and Haotian Jing spent the whole day studying the smell of the blood on his fingertips.

In the end, he seemed to have confirmed something, and almost fell off the window lattice.After a long while, Haotian Jing calmed down.

Outside the window, the tides came one after another, and the Haotian mirror looked at the sky, and the moonlight was so bleak and cold.

"That Bai Qiuya, is a poor man whose fate is treated as a plaything."

Haotian Mirror leaned on the window lattice, looking out at the sparkling sea, eyes that had never fluctuated for thousands of years flashed a trace of imperceptible sadness.

"Just like you, he is a poor man, Qu Yaoyao."

This sentence is like a raving, drifting into the sea breeze.

At this time, under the tens of thousands of miles of waves in the East China Sea, the smell of blood is very strong.

Jing Yiyuan woke up slowly in severe pain, he felt stiff all over, as if he had just been petrified.He opened his eyes, and at this moment, the sea water around him was not a pure blue, but a blood-colored monster.

At this moment, the smell of blood in the water is terrifying, as if someone killed a thousand fish in the sea.The light blue water was stained with blood, making it impossible to see.

Jing Yiyuan woke up and found that he was lying in a coral clump. The coral and seaweed hid him so well that he couldn't see him at all.

"Bai...Qiuya?" Jing Yiyuan shouted.

"Qiuya? Bai Qiuya?"

No one responded.

Jing Yiyuan gritted his teeth and got up, he trembled and barely propped himself up.He suddenly felt something was wrong, and when he looked carefully, the wound on his shoulder had healed miraculously!

"Bai Qiuya! Bai Qiuya! Where are you!" He stood up and looked around.

There is only sea water full of bloody smell, nothing else.

Jing Yiyuan's right eyelid twitched a few times, and he began to search for Bai Qiuya frantically.But there was no trace of him anywhere.

"Bai Qiuya!!!" Jing Yiyuan shouted heartbreakingly.

Jing Yiyuan tried his best to open his stiff legs, and continued to walk forward slowly, but the further he walked, the stronger the smell of blood became. Jing Yiyuan couldn't smell the smell of fish at all, and it was even more uncomfortable at this moment. He fell to the ground and retched, but he still tried his best to walk forward, as if something was pulling him in front of him.

The sea water in front of him was almost completely dyed red.When Bai Qiuya saw the white flood dragon on the rock in front of him, Jing Yiyuan was stunned!

The color of the flood dragon was almost unrecognizable.The moon white was almost dyed crimson...

He shed so much blood that half the sea was stained with blood.

"Bai Qiuya!!" Jing Yiyuan yelled in dismay, he pounced on him, and was terrified by the scene in front of him.

The dragon horn of that dragon was sawed off alive!

The saw cut was so uneven, and the blood was still bubbling out.

"Bai Qiuya...Bai Qiuya...you..." Jing Yiyuan tried to block the bleeding wound with his body, but it didn't work.Shun's thirteenth prince has been fighting with the old general Qin since he was seven years old, and has seen too many cruel scenes of gold and iron horses throwing their heads and blood.But he has never been at a loss as he is now. The white Jiao seemed to have dried up blood and died, and there was no sign of surviving.

"Bai Qiuya! Bai Qiuya!" Jing Yiyuan kept calling, even though his throat hurt like being cut by a long knife, he didn't stop shouting.

Suddenly, there was a sound of heavy footsteps behind Jing Yiyuan.

"He was reduced to this point to save you. It's a pity...it's a pity..."

Jing Yiyuan trembled and looked behind him immediately, the anger in his eyes was instantly ignited.

That was Bai Qiuya's adoptive father, Bai Yiming.

"Bastard! You still have the guts to show up?! He's your son!" Jing Yiyuan looked at Bai Yiming's expressionless face, wishing he could gouge out his heart!

"My son didn't die for me, Jing Yiyuan, he cut off the dragon's horns to save you." Bai Yiming's face remained unmoved, and he snorted coldly.

"The Jiao clan's horn is the hardest thing in the world, do you know how he cut it off?" Bai Yiming's voice was as cold as ice, bit by bit penetrated into Jing Yiyuan's heart.

"It was cut off bit by bit with the ice pick, which is not sharp at all." Bai Yiming sneered: "Don't you humans have a punishment called Ling Chi? If the Jiao clan cuts off the dragon's horn, it's like you humans are consciously Under the circumstances, I will kill myself with a knife!"

Jing Yiyuan trembled uncontrollably, he hugged Bai Qiuya's blood-soaked body tightly, and stared at the mutilated wound with dull eyes.

"He is about to die. It is indeed my negligence to entrust all the unfinished business of the Jiao clan to such a weak person." Bai Yiming looked at Bai Qiuya, who was covered in blood, without any compassion in his eyes, just shook his head. He shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that if this life is lost like this, it would be really regrettable, but if we save him, I'm afraid that the thirteen prince Yangchun Baixue can't lower his figure, my son will definitely die today."

"How to save him." Jing Yiyuan's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said loudly: "How to save him! Tell me!"

Bai Yiming was stunned, he didn't expect Jing Yiyuan's reaction to be so strong, and immediately, a sneer appeared on his face.

What Bai Yiming said just now was deliberately said to test Jing Yiyuan.

He didn't expect Jing Yiyuan to strike up a conversation so quickly, and he was secretly happy.

"Of course it is, Leaping over the Dragon Gate." Flood King Bai Yiming narrowed his eyes and said, "Only by leaping over the Dragon Gate can Bai Qiuya transform into a dragon, and the magic power he erupts at that moment is enough to revive him from the dead!"

"How to jump to the Dragon Gate?" Jing Yiyuan asked.

"Of course, the thirteenth prince and my son should perform Zhou Gong's ceremony."

Jing Yiyuan was stunned!He tremblingly asked: "You... what did you say? Zhou Gong's ceremony?"

"I knew that the Thirteenth Prince was unwilling, so that's all. As for Bai Qiuya, it can only be regarded as his fate, no wonder others." Jiao Wang said with a look of regret.

"Zhou... Duke Zhou's ceremony?" Jing Yiyuan trembled, his face turned as red as a rosy glow in an instant, and he looked at Bai Yiming in disbelief...

"Bai Qiuya's Longmen is his love for nine generations, and it is also your highness. The only way for him to become a dragon is to repay his favor. Please go to Donghai."

Jing Yiyuan's expression gradually changed from shyness to shock.Jing Yiyuan looked at Bai Qiuya in his arms, he turned back into that pale and thin young man again, his plain clothes were stained with blood, like enchanting flowers in full bloom.His handsome face was covered in blood, and the long horns on his forehead were already fragmented.

Jing Yiyuan suddenly felt a piercing pain.

pain.

It was excruciating pain.

He had been wounded and bled, but never like this.

It hurts so much, it hurts so badly.

"But if the prince is unwilling, I will not dare to force you. Then please leave Donghai..."

"I am willing." Jing Yiyuan said in a deep voice.

When Bai Yiming heard this, a greedy light burst out in his eyes instantly!

"He saved my life in the deep sea. No matter what, I will repay it. I will also go down the mountain of swords and fire, let alone such insignificant things."

Jing Yiyuan hugged Bai Qiuya and looked at Bai Qiuya calmly.

A rare tenderness appeared on the young man's face, and a sweet wry smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"Live on...I still want to take you...to see the world."

Jing Yiyuan said softly like raving.

He frowned, and gently kissed Bai Qiuya's pale cheek.