Can Shizun attack once?

"Is it because I have absorbed the auditory scale armor, so I can sense the tactile scale armor?" Cen Shuangluo asked.

After all, he is just an adult dragon, he doesn't understand the dangers of this world, and he doesn't know how deeply obsessed a cultivator who has been searching for thousands of years can't find the scales he likes.

Ying Wushou is convinced that even if the tactile scales have been separated from him for 50 or 500 years, the desire for scales will not disappear.

As long as Cen Shuangluo returns to his original shape in the sea, the tactile scales will rush towards him impatiently.

But at this moment, Cen Shuangluo already knew that the scale armor belonged to Ying Wuchou, and if he said it too clearly, it might damage his image in Cen Shuangluo's mind.

Ying Wuchou had no choice but to follow Cen Shuangluo's words: "Exactly. As long as you change back to your original body in the sea of ​​innocence and reveal the auditory scales, the tactile scales will appear."

Cen Shuangluo nodded obediently: "I pretended to be Mr. Ying's fourth disciple, and I can't change into my original form in the Undersea Palace, otherwise I will be discovered by other sea monsters and cause unnecessary trouble. Why don't we leave the Undersea Palace temporarily and go to How about taking back the tactile scales from a little further away, and then coming back?"

"Well, it's best to find a place where there are no living beings, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Ying Wuchou said.

It's best to find a place where no one will bother you, and let him take a good look at Xiao Tengjiao's original body.

The two swam out of the Red Crystal Palace, and when they passed by several rooms with sculptures, Cen Shuangluo's heart beat faster, worried that Ying Wuchou would come in to have a look.

Regardless of whether there was a misunderstanding or not, it was an indisputable fact that all eight members of Ying Wuchou's family died because of Cen Shuangluo.

Now that all this was stopped in time, Cen Shuangluo didn't want Ying Wuchou to see what was in the room.

He will prevent all this from happening, Ying Wushou will not die, and Kyushu will not be destroyed because of it, Ying Wushou's disciples... at least they will not die because of him, the kind of self-inflicted death does not count.

Thinking of this, Cen Shuangluo couldn't help hugging Ying Wushou's arm to prevent Ying Wushou from having a whim and wanting to see the works of the four disciples.

At this moment in the water, the two were sneaking by relying on the water movement technique, and the leg injury did not affect Ying Wuchou's actions.

In other words, Cen Shuangluo took the initiative to touch Ying Wuchou, not because of a leg injury, but because he wanted to get close, which immediately made Ying Wuchou burst into joy.

Fortunately, with the help of Cen Shuangluo, he has already refined the second piece of scale armor. The lost vision and hearing have been supplemented. His body is much stronger than before, and he will not bleed easily from the seven orifices. Otherwise, this time, his blood vessels will burst due to excitement. Even the ears are bleeding.

Luckily.

Ying Wuchou put the other hand on the back of Cen Shuangluo's hand, and patted it lightly twice, using loving movements to cover up her feelings.

The jade slip in his sleeve kept humming, but Ying Wushou brutally suppressed it, as if his hands were tied and his mouth was covered, unable to speak the truth.

The lighthouse jellyfish and octopus have been completely confused under Ying Wushou's confusion, and it has long been difficult to tell who is the real Langgan.Ying Wushou nodded to them, saying that the two of them had important business to go out, and they would come back in a few days. Please guard the gate of the seabed palace, all sea beasts. Thank you for your hard work.

After this soothing, the octopus was so happy that its tentacles were knotted, and the lighthouse jellyfish circled in the sea excitedly, like five happy children who got candy.

Cen Shuangluo remembered that when he entered the door, he won the obedience and respect of the sea beasts with his Langgan appearance, but he did not love him as much as Ying Wushou.

After leaving the Undersea Palace and making sure that the sea beasts could not hear their conversation, Cen Shuangluo whispered, "Has Mr. Ying ever been to the Undersea Palace?"

Ying Wuchou said: "The Undersea Palace was built when I was asleep. Where have I been? This is the first time I have seen Langgan's foundation. He unified the monsters in Wuwang Sea and prevented human cultivators from hunting and killing monsters at will. Our inner alchemy is also a piece of merit, and it has done a good job."

The first time I came here, I only saw one side, and these gatekeeper sea beasts loved Ying Wushou so much. Cen Shuangluo thought of how happy the sea beasts were after hearing Ying Wushou's caring words, and for a while seemed to be dreaming back to the village of living corpses.

When he first met Ying Wushou, he was also harboring malicious intentions, but after only getting along for a while, he couldn't bear to hurt him, which made the plan full of mistakes and omissions.

"Mr. Ying seems to have a kind of magical power," Cen Shuangluo said, "it can make people fall in love with him at first sight. The gatekeeper sea beast is like this, and so am I."

"You are different from them." Ying Wushou patted the back of Cen Shuangluo's hand.

"What's different?" Cen Shuangluo's eyes lit up slightly when he heard Ying Wushou's words.

Ying Wushou sighed: "I just explained to you the mentality of my cultivation. You should know that I can refine everything in the world. To be honest, when I was young and vigorous, I once refined Wuwanghai .”

Cen Shuangluo only had a half-knowledge of Wuchou's mentality. What he understood to refine everything in the world was limited to rocks, dead leaves, weapons and other items. He never thought that such a huge thing as Wuwanghai could be refined.

Ying Wuchou said: "That was a thousand years ago. For the human race, a thousand years is enough to replace several dynasties. For cultivators, a thousand years is also a change. But for the land, sea, and sky, a thousand years may not be enough. It's a moment.

"I still have the breath of Wuwanghai on my body, or in other words, Wuwanghai is still tainted with my breath. The sea beasts can't help but regard me as Wuwanghai and feel dependent. This is normal."

Back then, Langgan was so stubborn that he would willingly worship Ying Wuchou as his teacher, and he also felt the breath of Wuwanghai.

For Langgan, Ying Wuchou is a small mobile Wuwanghai. Turning this person into a sculpture and hiding it in Wuwanghai is equivalent to hiding a small Wuwanghai in Wuwanghai. How romantic is this? !

After hearing Ying Wushou's explanation, Cen Shuangluo couldn't help being stunned for a while.

Ying Wushou curled up her fingers, tapped his forehead lightly, and said softly: "What are you thinking, so lost in thought?"

Cen Shuangluo touched the forehead that was knocked, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm thinking about Mr. Ying's demeanor thousands of years ago. He must be unparalleled in the world. I really want to go back to that time and see Mr. Ying's demeanor with my own eyes."

He still didn't say a word, besides that, Cen Shuangluo also wanted to know why such a powerful Ying Wuchou was trapped in Jianzhong Mountain and suffered for many years?

With Ying Wushou's strength, if he doesn't want to, who can force him?

Cen Shuangluo thought more and more deeply, his eyes gradually blurred.

From Ying Wuchou's point of view, Cen Shuangluo had fallen into yearning for an expert senior. Cen Shuangluo's words were not meant for him, but for the legendary expert.

If this goes on like this, his seniority may rise even further.

Ying Wuchou was anxious, opened her eyesight, found a lifeless sea area, dragged Cen Shuangluo to swim there quickly.

Cen Shuangluo actually enjoyed this feeling of strolling in the seabed with Ying Wushou on his arm. He was not even in a hurry to find the Dragon Blood Stone as soon as possible, but wanted to spend more time with Ying Wushou.

Anyway, the dragon blood stone has been there for thousands of years, and it won't run away with long legs. If you are not in a hurry at this moment, it is better to chat with Ying Wuchou about him.

I didn't expect Ying Wushou to be so anxious.Cen Shuangluo felt a little lost in his heart.

Under Ying Wushou's urging, the two quickly came to this sea area where there was no light and no living things.

Ying Wushou spread out her hand, and a ball of light appeared on her palm, illuminating the sea area.

He said: "There are no outsiders here, you should return to your original appearance, and let me take a good look at you."

After saying this, Ying Wuchou felt that it was too abrupt, so she added: "I haven't seen your real appearance clearly after being separated for many years, it's too dereliction of duty."

After Ying Wushou finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself again. He really said so many mistakes. These words became more and more like a grandfather looking for his long-lost grandson.

Cen Shuangluo blushed a little, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ying's disciples are all dragons and phoenixes among men, and they are born with extraordinary elegance. I am ordinary in appearance, and I am not as good as your disciples. Please don't make fun of me, Mr. Ying."

"How could it be, those stupid disciples of mine make people angry just looking at them, how can they compare to you, who are smart and cute." Ying Wuchou said.

He pictured Cen Shuangluo's appearance during those three days in his heart, and he felt that it was too beautiful.Such a Cen Shuangluo, why should he be compared with his group of stupid apprentices, they are not worthy to be compared with Cen Shuangluo.

Seeing that Ying Wushou insisted on seeing her true face, Cen Shuangluo mustered up her courage, and her appearance changed. Her long silver hair fluttered gently in the water, like a handful of moonlight falling into the water.

He is extremely young, and this youth is not brought about by his appearance, but by the temperament between his brows and those clean silver eyes.

Ying Wuchou's appearance is also young, but his temperament is unfathomable, and his eyes are as deep as the deep sea. Even if he looks like him, others can't believe that he is really only eighteen.

Ying Wuchou has lived for so many years, talking about people when she sees people, talking nonsense when she sees ghosts, and there is no need to draft drafts when she praises others.Seeing Cen Shuangluo now, he couldn't find any words to praise him.

I always feel that those words are a bit vulgar, and they are not enough to describe what happened to Cen Shuangluo.

He glanced at Cen Shuangluo's soft silver hair, young eyebrows, and slightly raised eye ends, and he thought it was too beautiful.

Looking at it again, I'm afraid it's going to be messy.

Ying Wuchou had no choice but to shift her gaze, and her gaze fell on Cen Shuangluo's ear, only to see a small mole on his earlobe, which made people itch to look at it.

Ying Wuchou raised her hand, pinched Cen Shuangluo's earlobe lightly, and said in a low voice, "You have a mole here."

When Cen Shuangluo was pretending to be Xuanyuanze, there was a fake mole on his neck. Ying Wuchou liked it at that time, but unfortunately the mole was just a fake, and it actually grew on Xuanyuanze's body. Seeing the real Xuanyuan Ying Wuchou found the mole unpleasant.

Now that she saw a mole on Cen Shuangluo's earlobe, Ying Wuchou's feelings at that time resurfaced in her heart.

Cen Shuangluo's cheeks were already burning hot when he saw it, but now that he pinched his ears, his heart beat even faster.

Fortunately, the deep sea is cold, and the Wuwang Sea is large enough to dissipate this temperature.If it were an ordinary small pond, the water in the pond would probably boil because of Cen Shuangluo's body temperature.

Seeing the mole on the earlobe, Ying Wuchou couldn't control herself. After waking up, she felt a little abrupt, and quickly withdrew her hand and explained: "Tengjiao is a dragon-like family. After transforming into a human form, it is reasonable to say that there should be no mark on the body. You will There is a mole, which should be caused by the blood of the human race, inherited from the father's line."

Only then did Cen Shuangluo know his life experience, he was surprised: "So I'm not a pure dragon?"

Ying Wuchou nodded: "Your mother was forced to leave Tengjiao's territory and didn't know the way, so she couldn't return to the territory for a while. She made a fuss on the mainland of Kyushu and attracted many human warriors to eliminate demons. Later, somehow, it seemed that I fell in love with the human race and had you.

"You are not a pure dragon, and you will not be accepted by the clan if you return to the territory. Your mother can only leave you on the mainland of Kyushu, and I will bring you back to Tibet Jingu."

These words have the feeling that Cen Shuangluo's mother was forced to entrust the egg to Ying Wushou, but it is not the case, but Ying Wushou confirmed that she gave birth to a baby through the shedding of scales during pregnancy. Egg, it took a lot of hard work to find this abandoned egg.

He said this to appease Cen Shuangluo, hoping that Cen Shuangluo would not think that he was an abandoned egg.

Knowing his life experience for the first time, Cen Shuangluo had complicated emotions. He thought for a while and said: "It seems that my mother is not suitable for living in the Kyushu Continent. It is also a good thing to be able to return to the tribe's territory. Just like this sea monster Ladies, even if they can transform into humans, the land is not their home, but the seabed is. In the same way, it is not suitable for me to live on the seabed forever. Presumably I am not suitable for the Tengjiao Territory, and it is right to stay in Kyushu. "

"It's really rare for you to think that way." Seeing that Cen Shuangluo wasn't too sad, Ying Wushou said happily.

Cen Shuangluo asked again: "What about my father? Does Mr. Ying know the whereabouts of my father?"

Ying Wuchou shook his head: "I can only deduce through divination that your father is an ordinary human race. He should be a scholar, and maybe he has official luck. But he didn't enter the Tao, and it has been 50 years since you were born. Lifespan, he may not be here anymore."

The female Tengjiao and the human scholar sound like a story in a storybook.

At the end of this story, no matter whether it is a human scholar who realizes the difference between human beings and monsters, marries a human wife and abandons Tengjiao after obtaining fame, or a female Tengjiao thinks that her lover is a fragile human who cannot carry mountains on shoulders or carry whales, affectionate It doesn't matter if you abandon your lover after the time has passed.

Regardless of whether it is a female dragon or a human scholar, they are not wrong. They are of different races, have different life spans, and have different abilities. They are destined to have no way to stay together forever.

Cen Shuangluo imagined the relationship between the two of them, and finally smiled with relief: "The story only said that the scholar and the demon clan lived a happy life, and didn't say how to get along with each other after that, but today I know the ending.

"That's good, at least you know your origin, at least you understand that no matter which side you are in, it's a last resort. That's enough."

Ying Wuchou looked at him with endless tenderness in his eyes.

Poor child, Ying Wuchou has seen too much.The past of each disciple is a sympathetic story.

But his disciple has grown up to destroy the world, but Cen Shuangluo is so pitiful.

Ying Wushou stretched out her arms to hug him, stroked his smooth silver hair, and said softly, "With me here, you will never be alone again."

Cen Shuangluo gently rested her head on Ying Wuchou's shoulder, feeling extremely at ease.

The atmosphere is strong, if they get along with each other, something will happen that will make people blush and heartbeat.

It's a pity that what Ying Wuchou said, Cen Shuangluo is more like a baby who has been left alone, and Ying Wuchou's status as an elder is completely determined to die.

He could only hug and comfort politely, he could not do other things, and he didn't even dare to bleed from his nose.

This day is really impossible.

After Cen Shuangluo's mood eased, Ying Wuchou immediately said: "Shuangluo, you should become your original form, we will find the dragon blood stone as soon as possible. In the future, when you successfully transform into a dragon, I will accompany you to the Tengjiao territory. Whether you want to recognize relatives or become the patriarch of the Tengjiao clan, it's up to you."

Ying Wuchou used the greatest perseverance to remove her hands from Cen Shuangluo's thin waist and slender body, letting him change form.

Cen Shuangluo felt slightly lost, but still nodded obediently, with a faint silver light emitting from her body.

A ray of light flashed, and a dragonfly with a length of more than 500 meters appeared in the sea.

He is different in the water from the land. On the land there is sunlight, moonlight and stars, and the scales of the dragon will refract different lights, which is very beautiful.

But there was no light in the water, and the small light ball made by Ying Wuchou alone couldn't illuminate Cen Shuangluo's whole body.

He was the same color as the water, completely blending into the water, even if he didn't pretend to be deliberately, he couldn't see his figure.

Ying Wuchou could only find Cen Shuangluo's position by stretching out her hand and gently touching forward.

Teng Jiao's body trembled slightly when his fingers touched the scales, but he didn't know where he touched them.

As the body got bigger, the impact on the environment became bigger, and the surrounding water temperature also increased a lot with Cen Shuangluo's trembling.

"Sorry," Ying Wushou withdrew his hand regretfully, "I can't see where you are, even with the visual scales, so I have to confirm with my hands."

The water was rippling, and Cen Shuangluo changed his posture, pointing his head at Ying Wushou.

He didn't close his eyes on purpose, his silver pupils stared at Ying Wushou like two huge lighthouses. On the dark seabed, it would only make people feel frightened, wondering what monsters were hiding in the deep sea.

Ying Wuchou didn't care, he touched Teng Jiao's mouth as if he was stroking Cen Shuangluo's face.

"Do I need to do something? Yo~" Cen Shuangluo asked.

After changing back to the original, his voice also changed, a little longer, with a yo-yo sound at the end.

The voice was not deep, but rising and distant, it was the cry of a young dragonfly.

Ying Wuchou said: "You don't need to do anything, just stay quietly like this for a while, and the tactile scales will come to you."

Such a huge dragonfly, with scales so slippery to the touch, and scales so big that a person can lie down on its back!With such a temptation, the tactile scales would definitely rush over, and without hesitation, they would take the initiative to stick to Cen Shuangluo's body, and he couldn't even pick it off.

"Okay~" Cen Shuangluo said softly.

"Where are your clothes? I'll keep them for you." Ying Wuchou said.

"The clothes are made from the skin that shed last time, and now it's on the tip of my tail. Yo~" Cen Shuangluo said.

After finishing speaking, he curled up his tail and put the tip of it in front of Ying Wushou.

Ying Wushou raised the ball of light and took a closer look, and saw a silver bow was hanging on the tail that had grown the caudal fin.

"It turns out that your dress is a cassock. The refining technique is really good, but I can't believe that it is a magic weapon." Ying Wushou touched the bow.

After careful inspection, Ying Wuchou felt something was wrong.

The method of refining this dragon scale belt is so familiar that Ying Wuchou uses it every day for thousands of years!

"This is..." Ying Wuchou was very surprised. Could it be that he made this thing himself?

Before the words were spoken, a flash of scales flashed, and the tactile scales came on the waves.

It was extremely fast, stirring up a long wave and heading straight for Cen Shuangluo.

After a while, this piece of scale armor can't wait to fuse with Cen Shuangluo's scales, becoming Cen Shuangluo's power.

Ying Wuchou didn't mind handing over the scale armor to Cen Shuangluo, this was also an excuse for double cultivation.

However, if Ying Wuchou lost the tactile scale armor, if he wanted to take out the Dragon Blood Stone smoothly, he would have to practice for at least one or two more years, and he would be able to get it after he completely recovered the power of tactile sense. It took too long, and he didn't want Cen Shuangluo to wait too long .

And no matter whether Cen Shuangluo obtained the tactile scale armor or Ying Wushou absorbed the dragon blood stone, they would all end up on the road of double cultivation.

That being the case, it is better to choose the fastest way to obtain the Dragon Blood Stone.

The tactile scale armor is fast, and Ying Wuchou is faster than it. He stopped in front of Cen Shuangluo the moment the tactile scale armor stuck to Cen Shuangluo, reached out and grabbed the scale armor, and quickly worked his mind to absorb the scale armor.

The tactile scale armor hesitated for a moment between Cen Shuangluo and Ying Wuchou, and finally chose the original owner.

Ying Wuchou quickly entered into a state of concentration, and Cen Shuangluo rolled up his body to protect him.

Ying Wuchou should be in samadhi for more than three days, and Cen Shuangluo needs to guard her during this time.

Cen Shuangluo was not in a hurry at all, his body was coiled into several circles, enclosing Ying Wuchou firmly.

Tengjiao rested his head on his tail, looking at Ying Wuchou earnestly and patiently.

Even if he didn't take the medicine, Cen Shuangluo felt an urge to swallow Ying Wuchou in one gulp.

Swallow Ying Wuchou, protect him in the body, take it out to kiss him when he misses, and keep hiding in the body at ordinary times, so that no one can see him.

No matter how much they love Ying Wushou, they can't see any apprentice sea beasts.

Cen Shuangluo had some very dangerous thoughts in his mind, but after seeing Ying Wuchou's eyes closed and practicing, he calmed down, willing to let him go free, and patiently waited for him to wake up.

The sun and the moon could not be seen in the sea, Cen Shuangluo silently counted the heartbeats to calculate the time, after about five days, Ying Wuchou collected her true energy and slowly opened her eyes.

Cen Shuangluo was overjoyed, and transformed into a human form, and the belt naturally turned into clothes, which she wore on her body.

"Mr. Ying, have you successfully recovered your tactile scales?" Cen Shuangluo asked with concern.

Unexpectedly, Ying Wushou narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand to hold Cen Shuangluo's hair, her tone was neither humble nor gentle, but rather domineering, "Who allowed you to transform into a human form?"

Cen Shuangluo was very puzzled: "Mr. Ying, what's wrong with you?"

Ying Wushou put her hand on Cen Shuangluo's neck, rubbed her fingertips, and said with dangerous eyes: "It's okay to keep your original shape, after all, you are born so attractive, and your human form is also very good. But you always have to cover your body. A layer of scales, let me satisfy my hunger and thirst?"

"Mr. Ying, are you under some demon?" Cen Shuangluo asked with concern.

At this time, a jade slip slipped out of Ying Wushou's cuff, and the jade slip floated in the water, releasing a strong, miserable green light.

A few lines of words appeared in the light.

[The host should have no worries about an abnormal state, and is scanning for the cause of the abnormality. 】

[The change of Wuwanghai originated from the change of Ying Wushou thousands of years ago. Since Ying Wushou loosened the connection with Wuwanghai, Wuwanghai was influenced by Ying Wushou's principle and gave birth to strange rules. The rules apply to everyone, including Sharks himself. 】

[50 years ago, after the tactile scales entered Wuwanghai, the influence of the rules was strengthened, but the tactile scales have their own consciousness and will not hurt the people they like.But for so many years, only Cen Shuangluo has been favored by the tactile scales, and he is not restricted by the rules. 】

[Ying Wushou pretended to be her true character and deceived Cen Shuangluo many times, which has violated Wu Wanghai's principle.But he is powerful, Wu Wanghai's punishment has no effect on him. 】

[At this time, Ying Wuchou took back the tactile scales, and Wu Wanghai punished Wuchou through the tactile scales. 】

[Punishment magnifies Ying Wushou's character, making his rationality no longer able to suppress his nature, and even showing some crazy features. 】

[We will see an evolutionary version of aging...]

Before the last line of characters appeared completely, Ying Wuchou grabbed the jade slip and stuffed it into the sleeve.