How to marry a male dragon

The thunder column is majestic, with thousands of miles of flying flowers and snow falling, blocking the prying eyes of outsiders.

The Sixth Hall frowned, and muttered to himself: "Song Yanling... the name is quite unfamiliar. Since he is a general under the emperor's seat, why haven't I heard of it?"

Yidian quietly added: "Not only do we know each other, but you also know each other."

Liudian: "Huh?"

Feiyi closed his eyes again: "Xuanwu general Song Yanhuan rebelled against the Changfeng army during the chaos of the four clans, resulting in the sacrifice of countless soldiers, and almost caused the god to go mad, and was later engraved with a crime by the god, and his whereabouts are unknown. "

He smiled and said meaningfully: "I really didn't expect that he is still alive."

After hearing his words, the curious Sixth Hall suddenly fell silent, frowning, and looked at the First Hall frequently, as if he had secret worries.

Without raising his eyelids, Yidian calmly said: "You are right, it is him."

Stabbing crime in the face, falling into infinity.

Song Yanxuan was brought back by Yidian after he succeeded Yan Luo. They only knew that this person had committed an unforgivable crime and needed to ferry across the Nine Nether Rivers of Huangquan all year round to atone for his sins.

Later, an accident happened in the underworld, guided by the ghost tree of the Styx River, there will be disasters in the six realms.Yidian told the other nine Yan Luos that if they wanted to keep the underworld safe, they had to wait for someone to appear.

To be more accurate, wait for that person to return.

How can Yama of the Ten Palaces be in charge of the underworld, how can he be an ignorant person, and the only one who can stop the war with his own strength is the god of heaven.

And the sinful old man on the river of forgetfulness in the underworld is the key.

The Sixth Palace looked at Lei Zhu from a distance, and his eyes were full of blue-purple lightning: "It turns out that the old man holding an umbrella to ferry the souls of the dead is the Xuanwu General who followed the gods in the past to fight chaos and chaos."

It's just that he didn't know whether the thousands of years of ferrying career and the day and night of dreaming and regretting really made him feel repentant.

And today, has he atoned for the sins of the past?

A gray and white slender bone staff suddenly fell down, knocking on the Sixth Palace with an "Ouch": "Devil! Is there something wrong with you?!"

He glared angrily at Fei Yi who was standing with his arms folded, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

Fei Yi raised his eyebrows: "You are too noisy. Although the name is a bit loud, it's not enough to repeat it over and over again for so long. It will give me a headache."

"Really?" Liudian's eyes lit up.

Feiyi was stunned for the first time, unable to understand why he was so happy.

Liudian repeated what he said about Song Yanxuan again, and asked enthusiastically, "Does your head hurt a little more?"

Feiyi: "..."

"Do you want to know?" Feiyi stretched out two fingers and hooked them flirtatiously, "Come closer, I'll tell you."

Liudian's eyes were full of suspicion: "You look so unscrupulous, I don't know what kind of bad water you are holding back."

As soon as the words finished, Feiyi flashed to his side, and knocked his head twice with the bone stick: "I don't know if my head hurts, but yours must be hurting."

Before the third hit, it was knocked away by a stream of air, and the attack hit the bone staff, making a dull sound.

But with one sound, it stopped.

Yi Dian put his palms together and pushed his bone staff away: "The bone staff is eight out of [-], the killing staff, three strikes kills people. Mozun, at least be polite to Yama of the underworld."

The sixth hall had already jumped behind the first hall, looking warily at the bone staff in Feiyi's hand, angrily said: "Devil, we are walking together all the way anyway, you are going to kill someone just because of a joke, it's shameless! "

Feiyi clapped his hands, and laughed loudly: "What a killing stick, three strikes kills people, did you forget something in the palace, Yama of your underworld is all ghost messengers, they have no life at all, how can they be killed?" explain?"

Thinking of something, the two Yan Luos suppressed their smiles, and their faces were a little ugly.

Feiyi rubbed the bone stick in his hand, swung it out, and caught a snowflake: "What's more, Yidian was wrong too. The bone stick is probably a murder stick, but three strikes are not about killing people, but about killing people." It is to see the true soul!"

But Yan Luo, who was born at the bottom of the Styx River, has no soul or soul.

Yidian looked up, and there was a dark current in his eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Feiyi shook his hand, and the snowflakes on the bone staff were turned into wisps of mist and dissipated into the air: "I just want to know two things, one, what is the Hades planning, and two, what is going on behind you?" Who is it?"

While breathing, the bone staff attacked the sixth hall behind the first hall at a tricky angle.

Youdao means that if you don’t fight, you don’t know each other. Yan Luo, the tenth hall of the underworld, had a fight with Yaozun after a long time, and he has a good impression and wants to know him.

Before that, they had also fought with Mozun Feiyi, and by coincidence, everyone hated Feiyi very much.

The demons in the world are headed by the demon clan. The world has always believed that they have sinned since birth, and most of them practice evil ways. Their existence is to cause disasters.

It's no wonder that the world is prejudiced, and the demons are indeed such a scene.

In the God Realm, there is the Heavenly God Lord, and in the Demon Realm, there is Dong Zhu. These two were once tied for number one in the world.

Dong Zhu is different from ordinary demons. He was born free and easy. He once said: The demons are the strongest.

The phrase "there is no eternal oath, only the impulse not to regret" comes from this. He believes that an oath is only true at the moment it is made, and there is no need to stick to it.

Dong Zhu proved this sentence with himself, and the Six Realms recognized him as the strongest person in the history of the Demon Race, so he was called the Demon Ancestor.

After the free and unfettered demons, other demons can only be called "ordinary".

It's easy to be free and free, it's hard to come by, it's easier said than done, so far, there are only two people who have cultivated free and easy, one is the demon ancestor Dongzhu, and the other is his apprentice, that's not it.

Fei Yi has a perverse personality, he was not born as a demon, he studied under Dong Zhu, and when he became famous, he killed his master and seized his respect.

After Dong Zhu's death, the demon world lost its suppression, and foreign enemies were ready to move. Fei Yi used the thirteen bone sticks as weapons to repel thousands of enemies, and completely achieved the name of the demon king.

After he became the Demon Lord, everyone in the Demon Realm thought that he would hold the authority in their own hands, and that he had that ability.

But the result was beyond everyone's expectations. He allowed the demons to strife and only guarded one Demon Heart City. As long as he did not violate the Demon Heart City, he would not care about the rest.

As time goes by, the world only knows that he bears the empty name of a Demon Lord.

Yidian and Dong Zhu are old friends, and Fei Yi is quite similar to Dong Zhu in temperament. He knows Fei Yi's strength better than anyone else.

Fei Yi prefers the Bone Stick Thirteen-eight Killing Stick, which is more murderous than Dong Zhu's at the beginning, but from the surface, he is calm and kind, without a trace of murderous intent.

A calm lake and a wild dog that doesn't bark are the scariest thing, and the same applies to both.

A devil who can restrain his murderous aura is bound to be very scheming, so how can he be friendly.

Yidian held the bone stick with his backhand, and his whole arm was almost turned upside down, but he didn't change his face: "The commotion is so loud, it must have disrupted the plan of the people who arranged the layout. I believe that other people will gather here in a short time. The foreign enemy is now , are you sure you want to fight with me, both sides will suffer but the fisherman will benefit."

"Who said I'm going to fight with Yidian? It's just stretching my arms." Fei Yi smiled coquettishly, "I can be regarded as his apprentice after all, how could I still treat him after killing the master?" Friends do it."

The murderous aura scattered around, as if the swords were on the verge just now, it was just their illusion.

Yidian frowned almost imperceptibly, and turned to look at Lei Zhu: "You don't have to test me, if they can come out alive, I will naturally tell you what happened back then."

Feiyi was noncommittal, and stretched his waist: "Xiao Liudian, stop staring, aren't you tired?"

As he said that, he blinked his eyes ambiguously, which was quite different from the way he just said that he wanted to kill someone.

With a cold face, Liudian scoffed: "The Demon Lord wants to take my life, so there's no need to pretend to be a snake. I'm waiting for you to kill me."

Feiyi frowned, but because Yidian was nearby, he didn't rush to him rashly: "I said, I don't want to kill you, but I'm just curious about you."

Liudian smiled slightly, with a ghostly look on his pale face: "It's unexpected that a demon who attains enlightenment with carelessness will also set up his own barriers, and he can't help himself."

Feiyi's pupils shrank, and the veins stretched in the hand rubbing the bone stick, ferociously wanting to be angry.

Different from the tit-for-tat from the outside world, under the Thunder Pillar, it can almost be called auspicious.

Ying Xiangyi recognized Song Yanhuan at a glance, and thought of what he said just now, he was astonished: "Unexpectedly, sir is the general under the seat of Shenjun."

It's just a general in the sky, how could he go to the underworld and be a ferryman?

Song Yanxuan's spiritual power soared, and a huge tortoise shell pattern was transformed into a huge turtle shell pattern, supporting the thunder pillar, and the power like the vitality of spring made a large number of small green shoots appear on the surrounding ground.

Chi Tiao breathed a sigh of relief, transformed into a human form and landed beside Ying Xiangyi: "General Xuanwu, Song Yanling, it turns out that he is really Xuanwu."

It is rumored that the god rescued a small beast when he was traveling in the demon world, and he took it with him to take good care of it. Later, this person led the Changfeng Army and broke through thousands of miles of waves. Like an unbreakable shield, he guarded the god king and was awarded the title of Xuanwu General of the God Realm. .

People in the world only know that the basalt shell is the strongest thing in the world. General Song Yanxuan was the first shield at that time, so he got this name.

But they didn't know that the name had a simpler meaning. General Song Yanhuan's original form was one of the four clans—Xuanwu.

There is a unique bond between the four clans. Once Qinglong Xuanwu got together, even if Chi Yao was not Qinglong, the blood of the dragon clan would not be faked, and the two immediately recognized each other's identities.

"It turns out that not only I, Xuanwu, but also the Qinglong clan survived. It's a pity that it's not Qinglong. It's a pity that the four clans can't make up, and they can't get together... The world is truly indestructible."

Lei Zhu pressed down suddenly and shattered the basalt shield. After all, this force cannot be blocked by one person.

The majestic force came rushing in like a roaring tsunami, as if crushing the dead, cutting the grass sprouts on the ground into powder.

Song Yanling fell to the ground and was forced out of her original shape.

Chi Tiao hugged Ying Xiangyi in his arms, with blood oozing from every inch of the white scales, Ying Xiangyi who was being protected was also covered in blood.

Just when this force was about to crush them, the storage bracelet in Chi Tiao's hand suddenly shattered, and a colorful tiger jumped out of it, howling loudly.

The descendants of the White Tiger Clan who had been sealed for thousands of years, the stillborn cubs roared to the sky at this moment.

Chi Yao turned into a white dragon, and most of his strength was consumed. The white dragon was only one-tenth of its normal size, coiled around Ying Xiangyi's body, which was about the same size as him.

Song Yanxuan had tears in his eyes, both sad and guilty: "The White Tiger Clan is not dead, this little guy actually survived..."

The white dragon was covered in blood, and almost turned into a red dragon, except for a pair of horns that were as bright as glass.

Chi Tiao rubbed Ying Xiangyi's shoulder, breathing weakly but firmly: "We will not die."

Ying Xiangyi hugged him by the tail, and suddenly thought that when they were in Duweizhou and Tiaotiaodu Tianjie, they were always together and never abandoned each other.

"Yes, we won't die." He tilted his head and kissed Bai Long's body, "I haven't given you three matchmakers and six hires to welcome you through the door, how can I die?"

At this time, Chi Tiao still didn't forget to retort: ​​"The bride price has been accepted, so it's obvious that you should marry me."

Song Yanling looked at the two of them, and felt an illusion in a trance, as if it was still thousands of years ago.

There was guilt in his eyes, and he murmured: "Like, it's really too similar."

This Heavenly Tribulation Thunder was aimed at Ying Xiangyi, he and Jie Lei would never die, and the killing would end only if one of them was wiped out first.

The magic spell on the tiger cub gradually disappeared, revealing its original white fur. It was too weak to resist for too long, and soon groaned and was slapped on the ground.

Xuanwu protected the white tiger, and Song Yanling looked at the immobile cub, and suddenly had a question: by protecting it, would it be considered as repaying the debt of the White Tiger Clan?

Ying Xiang's eyes glowed with golden light, he stored energy in his palm, pushed out with one palm, and collided with the thunder pillar.

For a while, the wind howled and the lamentations continued. The robes were blown and rattled, and they were shattered into rags in an instant.

There was a constant buzzing in the storage ring, Ying Xiangyi seemed to have sensed it, and took out the scissors, a magic weapon in it.

He didn't notice that two beads also slipped out of the storage ring.

As soon as it saw the light, a blue light glowed on the scissors of the magic weapon, and the halo was divided into two parts, one of which enveloped several people, and the other went straight to the center of Chi Yao's eyebrows.

Cuncun sharp light exploded from Bailong's body, and with the infiltration of the blue light, his scales also slowly turned blue.

Among the dragon clan, green is the most respected.

The descendants of the Dragon Clan have difficulty multiplying. Compared with the other three clans, their clansmen have one-third fewer people, but even so, Qinglong has always been the leader of the four clans.

Everyone in the world says that Qinglong is the most powerful of the dragon clan, but they don't know that this sentence is wrong in the first place, and what Qinglong refers to is not the Qinglong clan.

The correct expression should be that the strongest existence of the Dragon Clan from generation to generation is Qinglong.

Because the dragon clan has a different way of choosing a king from the other three clans.

Song Yanling choked for breath, and looked at everything in disbelief: "This is, Hua Qing..."

The strongest existence of each generation of the Dragon Clan, regardless of bloodline, as long as they can reach the peak, they can turn green.

The so-called green dragon does not represent blood, but a kind of glory.

Song Yanhuan's heart was shaken, and he became excited after a long absence.

He has stayed in the underworld for thousands of years, and he thought that all his sins and passions had been frozen by Huangquan, but he never thought that his blood could still heat up.

Huaqing means that this white dragon has been recognized by the dragon clan, and he will become the new leader of the four clans.

Song Yanxuan shook his head and sighed secretly.

It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time, and if he was born a thousand years earlier, when the four clans were prosperous and prosperous, this son would definitely be able to achieve a great cause.

But that's fine, it's no regret to see Qinglong again before he dies.

Xuanwu is late, the white tiger is still young, and the green dragon has emerged, but it is a pity that the red bird still does not return.

This battle will end here.

The final strength erupted from Song Yanxuan's body, and the Xuanwu Great Seal slowly condensed. He could feel his soul burning, and the heat was as fierce as the blood surging in his lungs.

The Changfeng Army has admonishment: you can be defeated but not retreat.

Knowing that the road ahead is death, they must do their best. This is their commitment engraved in their bones.

Song Yanling let out a long laugh, as recklessly as a young man: "I've lived in this world for more than a thousand years, and now it's time to go back."

When he came this time, he never thought of leaving alive. When the word "sin" disappeared, he was already dead.

In the end, I broke into here not to save people, but to die, and to... Take another look at the god.

Even if it is a fake god.

The old man's voice and appearance did not exist, and the time was too long, and he almost forgot the appearance of the god.

When the Xuanwu Great Seal was formed, Song Yanxuan also lost his strength and fell to the ground.

He seemed to have seen the past, when the snow was falling all over the sky, the gods and the Changfeng army were drinking and talking happily in the sky, and the sky was full of crimson.

In a trance, there was really a crimson color falling down, he reached out to pick it up, but touched the fiery temperature.

This is... Phoenix Fire!

The wind blows ninety thousand miles across the wilderness, and sends Suzaku home.

"So that's the case, the three clans have arrived, how could Suzaku be absent?"

The soul was ignited, and Song Yanling laughed as if relieved from a heavy burden, and gradually lost his breath.

Among the snowflakes all over the sky, there were pieces of petals condensed by flames. Ying Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, and said the name: "Luo Zhen."

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