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"little monster!"

Wan Feng wanted to reach out to catch Longlong, but it was too late. He missed Longlong in mid-air, and could only watch Longlong jump down.

"Dead, dead?" This was Wan Feng's first thought.

He froze in place a little at a loss.

At this time, bursts of neighing suddenly erupted from the mouth of the well, like a baby crying, or a woman screaming, and there was more than one person.

Those voices were extremely shrill, and it sounded like hell from inside, and it sounded desperate.

Wan Feng was terrified, and after regaining his senses, he stumbled and escaped from the Shujian Tower.

Outside the Shujian Tower, the teenagers poked their heads to look into the Shujian, and all of them were attracted by the sound.Wan Feng rushed out as if fleeing from danger, and ran towards them.

One person supported Wan Feng's panting body, and asked, "Brother, what's inside? Why is it making such a loud noise? It's like a ghost screaming... so scary..."

"Nothing." Wan Feng gasped, shaking his eyes with guilt, shook his head and said, "You misheard."

The man was suspicious: "What about the little monster?"

"Why do you ask so much? How do I know where it is!" After a pause, he looked at the crowd with cold eyes: "Don't tell anyone today that I brought that little monster here, you know?"

The teenagers were frightened for a moment, shrinking their necks cowardly: "Oh..."

*

"Uh! Uh...uh!"

From the dense ancient well, a little black dragon crawled out, shaking its head and tail.

The little black dragon is very beautiful, with slender horns and black scales like armor, covering its body layer by layer, reflecting a layer of lustrous color under the light.

Its belly is bulging, because it ate too much, its belly is protruding, sitting on the edge of the well, wagging its tail, and belching for a while, it is really cute.

As it climbed out, the mournful howling of hell in the ancient well stopped abruptly, and everything fell into deathly silence again.

There was a flash of light on the top of the sky.

Um?Something seemed to shake its eyes.

The little young dragon raised his head, squinted his eyes to look at the shining place, and saw a blue sword hanging above the mouth of the well, that is, above its head.

That precious sword looked extraordinary, its body was crystal clear and glistening, although it was as pure as a piece of ice, it cut iron like mud.

"Ding——" it made a sound, the sound was crisp and pleasant, as if it was saying to it: Come here, I will play with you.

Longlong was always curious about new things, and being seduced by it, he flew over it unpreparedly and hovered around it.

It surrounded it with a long body and protected it in the center of the body, blinking a pair of curious big eyes to observe it.

The Taiyao sword vibrated in the scabbard.

Longlong turned into a human form, touched it with his hands, and muttered: "The sound is so nice, I seem to have heard it somewhere before... but I can't remember it. Can you let me listen to it?"

"Buzz—" The prey went online, and the spider that had been lurking for a long time finally moved.Taiyao gave a low shock, and with a "Zheng" sound, he came out of the scabbard and turned into a little star and flew towards it.

Longlong's pupils suddenly dilated, staring at the murderous look, he couldn't react, and when he realized he was scared, and when he wanted to escape, it was too late.

Taiyao stabbed ruthlessly, a sword pierced its heart and nailed it to the floor.

"Ugh..." It hurts so much.

The little young dragon struggled on the floor, Taiyao's pain made it tremble all over.

It was about to hold Taiyao's sword and pull it up, but unexpectedly, familiar and strange scenes flashed in his mind one after another.

"Hahahaha damn it! You all should be damned!"

"I want all of you to be buried here with him!!"

"Crazy! He's a lunatic!"

"Run!"

There were many people talking in its mind, and they were noisy for a while, all of them turned into a bunch of fragmented lights and invaded its mind.

"Uh..." Longlong took a deep breath, and his pair of clear eyes gradually darkened and lost their luster.

This sword hurts the heart, the pain is really familiar.

Taiyao was pulled out and held tightly in a small hand, and an extremely thick and sweet blood was still flowing on the sword.

Longlong held Taiyao, his eyes were empty, he seemed to be thinking about something, and after a long time, he gradually had a reaction.

It lowered its brows and eyes, its eyes were dim, and after touching the Tai Yao Sword with its small hand, it carried it back to the Shujian Tower.

*

When Wan Feng saw Longlong again, it was outside the Shujian Tower.

It came out with a sword on its back covered in blood. It suffered such a serious injury, but there was no pain on its immature face.

Wan Feng couldn't believe it: "Come out, come out?"

He stepped forward, wanting to pick up Longlong to take a closer look, but unexpectedly, the latter suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp fangs, and bit him.

That mouthful was so heavy that it almost took his entire arm off.

Fortunately, Longlong released him in time.

"Ahhh!! It hurts so much!!"

"Brother!"

The juniors surrounded him, drew their swords out, and stared at Longlong vigilantly: "What are you monster doing!"

They protect Wan Feng.

Wan Feng was so painful that his eyes were full of tears. He lowered his head to look at his arm, and saw two bloody holes on his round arm.

"It's... a monster!" He looked at Longlong angrily.

But Longlong didn't take it seriously, and after glancing at him, he left with Taiyao on his back.Those eyes felt like a different person, that person looked at him as if he was looking at a scum, and didn't take him seriously at all.

The disciples wanted to catch up, but were stopped by Wan Feng.

"never mind."

This matter was his fault first, the little monster suffered such a serious injury, he was bleeding when he walked, and it was not certain whether he would survive or not.

*

The noise in Zhenyang Hall was extremely loud.

Tai Shuyu's arrogant and domineering voice could be heard ten meters away: "Didn't you say that there is no one! What was it that went out just now?"

Zhang Yanqing: "My apprentice."

"Fart! That's the dragon! The dragon that ran away from me! You old man really hid it!"

Changbai was about to get out of the sheath, Yuan Rong quickly held Zhang Yanqing's hand, and said helplessly: "If you have something to say, don't hurt your friendship."

"What are you talking about!" Tai Shuyu flicked his hand, and snorted displeasedly: "What do you think I came all the way to Shushan? It's because of that dragon!"

Yuan Rong said, "What do you want a dragon for?"

"Eat!" The two words were said without changing expression or heartbeat, as if he often eats: "The old man is already old, and he will go west in a few years."

With a big wave of his hand, his eyes were far-reaching: "The old man managed to take down this Jinling country, and he hasn't enjoyed the world yet! How could he be reconciled!"

"If you eat the meat of the monster dragon, you can become a fairy, and the old man can live forever like you."

Yuan Rong laughed and said, "Dragon meat is immortal? General, who did you hear this from?"

"Don't worry about it. Just return that beast to me. I won't do you any harm. I'll give you whatever you want."

Yuan Rong glanced at Zhang Yanqing, and said, "Shushan is out of the world and does not need money. My apprentice has adopted this dragon for several years, and he has developed feelings for it, so he is reluctant to part with it."

"You Shushan Taoists have feelings for a monster?" Tai Shuyu pointed at Zhang Yanqing, and said in a domineering tone: "I don't care what you do with that monster. This dragon was caught first by the old man. It was originally my thing. You are a thief if you take it away while the old man is not paying attention."

"So what if I stole it?" Zhang Yanqing snorted coldly, didn't even bother to look at him, and prepared to leave with a flick of his sleeves, "Since I brought it here, it's mine now."

I don’t know where Tai Shuyu got hit by this sentence, and he suddenly said angrily: “Don’t give me back the dragon! I will order that everyone in Jinling be prohibited from using your Shushan medicinal materials!”

"Yanqing." Yuanrong grabbed Zhang Yanqing's arm and shook his head slightly, signaling him to calm down.

Medicines are expensive in Jinling, and it is difficult to find medicines for serious illnesses in common people's lives.

If Tai Shuyu cuts off the road for transporting medicinal materials, it means that the medicinal materials in Shushan cannot be distributed, and it also means that many people cannot afford the medicinal materials and will die of illness in turn.

What Shushan spreads is free of money, and it is purely based on helping the world.

At the beginning of the war, they went down the mountain to rescue and heal people without asking for anything in return. Over time, they have received a lot of admiration and gratitude.

However, during the five years of war, when people's hearts gradually recovered, Tai Shuyu suddenly appeared and stopped their herbal medicine.As a result, all herbal medicines must pass through his hands before they can be distributed to ordinary people.

This is also the reason why Zhang Yanqing, who was originally irritable, wanted to give this Tai Shuyu a three-point face.If it were someone else, who spoke to him in such an arrogant tone, he might throw him off Mount Shu after only three sentences.

Yuan Rong turned sideways, gently embraced Zhang Yanqing behind him, and said to Tai Shuyu in a gentle tone: "General...the matter of longevity is irreversible. The matter of eating dragon meat for longevity is naturally false, and it must be true. Unbelievable."

"Liars...you are all liars! You just want me to die!" Tai Shuyu's neck was red with anger, and he didn't know if he was confused. He stared at the master and apprentice, and blurted out: "It's not old man, you poor Taoist priests have long starved to death on the mountain!"

Yuan Rong narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Tai Shuyu pointed to the outside and smiled grimly: "How are you eating the food I gave you?"

The harmonious smile gradually disappeared: "What do you mean by the general's words? Aren't the people from all over the world grateful for the food?"

"Don't deceive yourself. Heh... who would be grateful to you poor people. You are all fools. Don't you know how precious those medicinal materials are? It's so cheap for those poor people who are already damned."

"Don't say it..." Yuan Rong seemed to have guessed a little bit, frowned tightly, with a grim expression, and covered his heart: "You...don't say any more..."

"It's the old man." Tai Shuyu patted his chest, looked at Yuan Rong, and said, "The old man sold them for you, at a high price.

As he spoke, he pointed to the outside: "The food, poultry, and meat brought up outside are all given by the old man. It is the old man who takes pity on you, and is afraid that you will starve to death and leave this great place unused. Do you understand now? You ungrateful Taoists .”

"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spurted out and sprayed on half of Tai Shuyu's face, he immediately wiped it off with his sleeve, looked at Yuan Rong with disgust on his face: "It's not a big deal, why are you so excited? The old man has done you no favors."