674 Dragon appeared

"Amo——"

A shout broke the silence, and the woman jumped up and hugged him.

He finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell down. Someone heard him say, "I can only... Cloud, you, you quickly..."

The words behind were drowned out by the woman's crying.

The crying was so heartbreaking that it made people's hearts hurt.

Thousands of wings fell to the ground, and the wind blew his scattered black hair, which was fixed, like a sculpture.

In the high sky, the light sphere is still rotating and the auspicious clouds are still surrounding.

Colorful colors, dazzling brilliance, flipping and flowing, full of light.

It is high above, as if it does not know the sufferings of the world, the joys and sorrows of the world, and only looks down on all sentient beings coldly.

I don't know who it is, but I suddenly feel that the pursuit of these years is like a dream.

What exactly is the dragon? If you have it, do you have everything? And when you have everything, will you get real happiness?

But what is true happiness?

The wind roared, the thunder rolled, and the woman's crying was dim and lonely, like a wailing from the wilderness, tearing the dark night, so helpless and so sad.

Some people can't help but have astringent eyes and want to retreat, while others have their lips to stop the disaster. However, Fang Jianghan read a word and suddenly opened his old eyes and waved his hand...

"Wait..."

"Look, what is that?"

Fang Jianghan's movements stagnated, his eyes became bigger and bigger, and there was endless brilliant golden light flowing in the turbidity.

And the streamer comes from the front, from Qian Yumo, who was held in Luo Wen'er's arms.

I don't know when the red on his body gradually turned into gold, accompanied by the flow of blood and turned into countless rivers, slowly and quietly in all directions.

There was a strange fragrance in the air, as if it were full of golden colors. As I raised my hand, there was a fog mixed with Venus between my fingers. An indescribable happiness spread to the bottom of my heart along my fingertips. A song that I had never heard came leisurely from a distant unknown place, like a spell, winding around...

"With my blood, seal you. Seal you with my order. If you don't order me, I will never go out! Never come out! Never come out..."

Everyone was surprised, and even Luo Wen'er, who held Qian Yumo, seemed to be stagnant.

Only Fang Jianghan's voice trembled with unbelievable excitement: "Spirit, it's a spirit..."

Spiritual?

The spirit that opened the seal of the dragon is actually... the blood of Qian Yumo?!

The chaos quickly spread to the field, as if Qianyu Mo, who was in a coma, moved his eyebrows and swam out with an almost unreachable sigh.

In surprise, I don't know who shouted: "Wenwen, leave him!"

However, it's too late.

A golden light flew out of Luo Wen'er's chest and suddenly enveloped two figures.

The golden blood that originally flowed everywhere burst out a more dazzling light, and in an instant, everything in front of him turned into a lake.

The water is sparkling and dazzling.

Suddenly, there was a long roar, as if it were a roar from ancient times. Everyone was pushed back a few steps by the invisible but dazzling flame raised on the lake. When they tried to open their eyes, they saw a golden dragon rising to the sky.

The dragon's neck was raised and the roar was shocking.

It's just that the dragon seems to be bound, swinging left and right, which is very painful.

But at this moment, a purple light flew out, like a ribbon surrounding the dragon from the bottom up, and instantly turned into purple fog, fainting red flames, as if with thunder and heavenly power, protecting under the claws of the dragon.

The dragon held the purple fog, stepped on the red flame, and its body suddenly became stable and towering.

It lowered its head slightly and roared at the ground.

The roar was sad, as if it were endlessly desolate.

People finally found that there was a man in a golden robe around them. He lay on the ground motionless, and only his curly black hair fluttered slightly in the wind.

Someone remembered that just now, he heard the man say, "Don't be afraid, Xiaowen, A Zi will always be by your side..."

Then, a flame flew out of his forehead, and at that moment, he left a pure and holy smile to the world.

The long neck is high, the scales are full, and the sound is shocking.

Everyone felt that their whole heart and soul were torn apart by the roar. When their thoughts were gathered, they saw the dragon look down, as if they ignored it, and seemed to take everything in the world.

For a moment, everyone was in awe and fell to the ground unconsciously.

But two children stood in a daze, like a dream, staring at everything in front of them for a moment.

"All sentient beings' behavior is moving, all are karma, and all are not sins..."

High above, there are words floating down, which are actually two completely different sounds.

The thick one is secluded, no sadness and no joy, and the soft one is pleasant to the ear, but there is endless anger. They echoed and shook the world.

"The dragon is angry, really..."

Suddenly, under a fiery flame, Fang Jianghan immediately stopped and couldn't help looking up, but see a cloud steaming, a giant dragon golden light flashed, and an image of a woman appeared in his eyes... White clothes fluttering, shining, like an ancient elf, mysterious and mysterious.

When I saw him, I was angry.

He hurriedly lay down and then listened to the above saying, "Where is Huo Jia?"

Huo Jia? Isn't that old boy dead yet? Normally, it should have been in the earth for seven or eight years, right?

But it seems that the dragon is going to make a wish, a total of three...

Fang Jianghan clenched his fist, his wish, his wish...

A sudden sound of rustling sounded in the crowd. Someone was wearing a gray cloak, wrapped in it, and bowed to the ground: "Huo Jia is here..."

He shook off his hood and showed silver silk like snow.

Everyone immediately expressed their incredible with buzzing chaos.

The crusade against Wuyi is the resolution and action of the allied forces and even the Celestial Empire. Huo Jia... When did he emerge?

"As a descendant of Huo, you know astronomy, geography, yin and yang, and the future, but you confuse the public and help Zhou to abuse. Do you know the crime?"

Huo Jia kowtowed: "The yin and yang of heaven and earth cannot be changed. Winter and summer alternate. Ancient times have existed. Even if Huo Jia can predict the previous life and know the future, but the previous life cannot be changed. The future..."

raised his head slightly: "It's contrary to today, no matter how it is, just like thousands of streams must eventually return to the sea and can't be changed in the end. Just like Huo's fate..."

He squeezed his lips: "If you miss this time, Huo..."

kowtow: "Nanke Jia is still grateful. If it hadn't been for the saint's blood to continue his life, Huo Jia would have been a white bone, Huo Jia..."

"Although Huo is stubborn, he has been practicing medicine for thousands of years and countless living people..."

It seemed to fall from the sky with an echo, cold, but without emotion, which suddenly calmed everyone's hearts.

"Longevity, endless period..."

The crowd suddenly exploded, and Huo Jia was almost frozen in the local area.

"As for when it will end... self-determination. However, if you have no morality, you will lose your life. And you, after all, you have to make mistakes first, and you have to go for a hundred years. Are you all right?

Huo Jia bowed deeply and his voice trembled: "Huo is willing to paint the blood of the dragon and the liver and brain."

A sigh was heard: "Human greed is endless, and a wish is enough, and if you get a wish, you will have to pay..."

Huo Jia bowed again and retreated.

Everyone is talking about it.

If so, it seems that they made two wishes together, and one of them was given to the Qianyu family.

The dragon is really selfish.

However, no matter what wish it is, there is restraint, and it can't make people do whatever they want.

The previous temporarily gloomy mood rose again because of the tragic scene. People can't help but wonder how to make greater profits later, and what price will be paid if there is no restraint?

"Where is Qian Yuhong?" The sound echoed again.

Qian Yuhong?

Some people don't even know the name.

It is no wonder that those who stand on the top of the world are either wise monarchs or battlefield heroes. How can anyone pay attention to those idle clouds and wild cranes that wander outside the world?

However, some people also think of him. As a member of the Qianyu family, there is no trace of his brothers in the face of the wall. Don't you want to get into trouble, or do you have other plans? This will call him, after all...

The crowd suddenly**, because a man appeared out of nowhere.

but it is not like a man, because his figure is too beautiful, his face is too evil, he wears a blue robe, and his clothes are like a cloud under his feet.

He floated forward and bowed to the ground without saying a word.

Everyone couldn't help but be a little anxious.

A total of three wishes were given to Huo, and Shenlong privately decided him... This is all related to the Qianyu family, which is really too selfish! But what does he mean by his speechless?

By the way, I heard that there is often a prince with magical abilities in the Qianyu family. Shouldn't he be the "nine"?

But since it has extraordinary ability, what else can't be achieved? Why did the Dragon delay him?

By the way, what ability does he have?

"Qian Yuhong, although you keep your duty, what's the reason why you don't report it?"

Qian Yuhong lowered his eyebrows and restrained his eyes, looking quiet, and his tone was like a breeze, light and leisurely: "As Huo Jia said, no matter how cold spring is, the vegetation will still draw branches and leaves. What can a few words stop? What will change? It's nothing more than increasing troubles. Therefore, why predict in advance that people have lost their due happiness?

The eyebrows trembled slightly: "People always want to predict the future. But what if you know that the next day is the time of death? What can be more horrible in the world than knowing your fate earlier? Hong can indeed predict what will happen and change his fortune. However, Hong's fate is that he can only predict three times and change his fortune three times, and then die. For Xuexue, for Brother Wang, Hong has..."

Laugh. The smile was like a spring flower blooming, and even the dark clouds in the sky suddenly lost its color.

The people present had never seen the ninth son of the Qianyu family. Unconsciously, they were shocked, and some people actually had a crooked idea.

The evil and unspeakable narrow eyes slowly swept away, as if they had squeezed out the obscene things in everyone's hearts.

but only smiled faintly and said coolly: "Hong is also a person who is afraid of death. For the last time, Hong has been hidden, just to wait for today..."