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The three of them came out of the dry well, and it was already daybreak.

Under the blue sky and broad daylight, the morning breeze blows away the past with an irresistible force.

Ao Feng looked up and couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that we still have this day."

"Is there anything unexpected, since they are all alive, there will always be this day." Gong Wunian smiled and embraced Chonggui: "Teacher, do you think so?"

Zhong Gui nodded slightly: "Yes."

Hu Xuan's whole body lay in Ao Feng's arms, his paws grabbed Ao Feng's collar, and seeing everyone talking, he hurriedly squeaked twice.

"Let's go, go to Dragon Palace." Ao Feng wanted to move.

But Gong Wunian stopped him: "Hey, wait a minute." He turned around and pointed to the dry well: "This cold palace is facing the dragon's mouth, killing the dragon's energy. After all, it is not a good thing for that senior. Before we leave, what do we do?" I have to help change it."

Ao Feng: "What should I do?"

"The sacrifice of the Chen Dynasty is approaching, and the emperor especially believes in psychics. If... at the time of the sacrifice, you faintly reveal the body of a dragon in the clouds and swing your head in the direction of the cold palace, it will definitely have an effect."

Ao Feng: "Well, when is the sacrifice?"

"I'm afraid, it's just a few days." Returned.

"On the fifth day of the seventh month, the emperor sacrificed to heaven. It was written in "Chen Dynasty Miscellaneous News"."

Gong Wunian calculated the time and hissed: "Isn't that today?"

Ao Feng: "It's just in time."

"The emperor will ascend the altar at noon, and we will leave at that time." Returned.

"Squeak..." Hu Xuan finally found the right moment, and quickly raised a paw to signal his agreement.

In this way, it was settled.

There is still about an hour before noon.

The three of them stayed in the cold palace and waited. As the sun slanted down, the cold palace full of withered vines and fallen leaves didn't seem so cold.

Gong Wunian waved his sleeves to wipe off the dust on a bench under the corridor, sat down slowly, then patted the side: "Come and sit."

Hui Gui walked over and sat beside him.

Ao Feng had been lying down for too long, and he didn't want to sit, so he hugged Hu Xuan and leaned against the pillar next to him.

Gong Wunian watched Ao Feng stroking Hu Xuanhuo's red fur, and turned his head to look at him: "Ao Feng, you don't want to know how Hu Xuan became like this?" He raised his hand and embraced Hui Gui: "Why? Why don't you let the return tell you? He wants to tell you."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ao Feng paused, and continued to caress Hu Xuan, he said: "It doesn't matter anymore. He is in my arms now, alive, remembering me, knowing these is enough."

"Hu Xuan has such a flamboyant personality. He is always domineering and savage on the surface, but he is pure in heart and full of resilience. No matter what he has experienced, what kind of suffering he has endured, and what kind of crime he has committed, he will not change. If you listen again Tell me, I will definitely feel sorry for him. But that's what Hu Xuan doesn't want to see, he doesn't need my sadness."

Ao Feng lowered his eyes and looked at Hu Xuan in his arms: "If one day he recovers his memory, he will definitely blame me."

Gong Wunian's brows and eyes slightly curved: "You were the one who raised you."

After speaking, no one spoke again.

There was silence in the cold palace.

Gong Wunian, Chong Gui, Hu Xuan and Ao Feng were all silent, either looking at the strong green grass in the corner, or looking up at the rolling clouds, or looking down at the ants and insects under their feet.

It's just so quiet, it's like a rare picture scroll.

I don't know how long it took, Gong Wunian laughed softly: "When I didn't find you, I somehow felt that I must get back the incomplete memory of 200 years ago. But sitting here now, think about it. , I don’t think it’s anything important.”

"It's passed." Ao Feng answered him.

"Yeah...it's over." Gong Wunian sighed, "Why mention the past."

Counting the time, it was no more than one hour, Gong Wunian brought her back and stood up: "Let's go."

Ao Feng lifted Hu Xuan a little higher, and said to him: "Fly to the sky later, grab my horn, you know."

"Squeak." Hu Xuan waved his paw, looking quite bold.

"it is good."

The next moment, the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, layers of faint golden light radiated from Ao Feng's body, and the sound of dragon chant faintly resounded, and after a moment, they were already in the clouds.

Returning to look down, in the distance, he really saw a man in a yellow robe standing on the altar of the palace, it was just in time.

Ao Feng's extremely long dragon body was rolling in the clouds, and soon someone in the mortal world noticed it. I don't know who shouted first: "Look!"

"Yes...it's the god, the god has manifested, the god has manifested!"

"Dragon roaming the world, this is a good omen!"

People looked up at the sky, and the loud cheers were louder than ever, and passed into Fengyang and into the palace. During the sacrificial ceremony, courtiers, soldiers, nobles and even the emperor all looked up.

The roar of the dragon came out towards the direction of Lenggong in the south, penetrating the heaven and the earth.

Pass this message to the people in the mortal world.

I believe that in the near future, the layout of the imperial palace will soon change, the position of the dragon will be adjusted, the dragon spirit will rise, and the Chen Dynasty will also usher in a new color.

Ao Feng's golden dragon eyes took one last look in the direction of Leng Gong, and then left.

Hu Xuanzheng was holding Ao Feng's dragon horn, full of novelty, touched it, touched it, stretched out his claws from time to time, to grab Ao Feng's dragon beard blown by the wind, he looked very happy.

Gong Wunian sat leisurely, leaning on Chonggui's body, and asked: "You are in a hurry to go to the Dragon Palace, but because of the new Dragon King?"

Ao Feng's voice sounded: "Exactly. After the turtle minister sent me to the dragon's veins, I vaguely remembered that he had come to see me, and I saw that he was marked with the mark of a dragon slave. Only that evil person can do it." I only hate that I was unable to protect myself at the time, and fell asleep for hundreds of years."

Ao Feng sighed softly: "Not only that, the divine power on that mark is very sinister, I don't know what that evil obstacle has provoked."

Gong Wunian clicked his tongue: "He has made a lot of noise in the past hundred years, I want to see what he is up to."

Returning to remind: "Hu Xuan, don't keep moving around, sit still."

"It's okay." Ao Feng said: "He has always been like this."

"Baby Aofeng is on his feet, how could he fall down. Disciple, take a look at me. Master, why am I a little dizzy? Did I fly too high?"

"Master, don't make trouble."

"Hahahahaha!"

The author says:

Thinking of them getting together, even if it is a cold palace, with the sun shining on the old leaves of the withered vines, it is quite beautiful.

And they are about to enter the very important map section of this article, are you sure you don't want to sprinkle a few starfish!