Chapter 163 Longjun

The killing sound and the battlefield gradually faded away. Shaoqiu rode on the back of the crocodile dragon, and only felt that the shadow of the tree flew by, as fast as flying. This crocodile is really a first-class mount. Its body seems to be huge, but it is actually extremely flexible. When it jumps, it does not feel bumpy at all. The Rongye on the crocodile on the side was also the first time to ride the crocodile. He felt fresh and asked Dong Jing beside him, "Miss Dong, how can you command this crocodile?"

Dong Jing gritted his teeth, resisted the tears in his eyes, and urged the crocodile to run quickly. Unexpectedly, he ignored it.

Rong Ye hit a nail and stopped talking. After a while, he turned over a hill and suddenly became empty in front of his eyes. The lake was full of the sky, the waves surged up, and an endless lake appeared in front of everyone.

This is Meng Zhuze, the southernmost part of the four major districts!

On the east bank of Meng Zhuze, a hundred-foot-high mountain range rises from Daze, forming a towering lonely peak. Only one flat land more than ten feet wide rises above the water and is connected to the land. On the lonely peak in the lake, there is a majestic city built. The city is built on the mountain, almost covering the mountain, stretching up along the mountain, and there are walls and passes everywhere.

"Is this the Dragon City?" Shaoqiu muttered. No wonder Qi Longjun said that it would be safe to kill back Qilong City. It is indeed a dangerous place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

When the crocodile warrior arrived at the bank of Meng Zhuze, dozens of people in the dragon city had already greeted him, but they were riding horses. When he was an old man in white and long beard, when he saw more than a hundred people coming back, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Stem, where's your boss? Why are only you guys coming back?

"Big Elder, we have saved the blood of gold!" Dong Jing cried and jumped off the crocodile dragon. "My father insisted on breaking up and was fighting with Xiong Bizi and others. He ordered me to protect the bloodline of gold and come back first!"

The elder was shocked: "Have you found the blood of gold? Which one is Shaoqiu?

"That's it." Shaoqiu jumped off the crocodile dragon with Gan Tang on his back and arched his hand, "I'm really ashamed to have killed and injured so many people in your tribe."

The elder stared at him silently. Suddenly, he burst into tears and looked up to the sky and said, "Golden God! You really didn't abandon your people, and finally sent the golden blood to us! Our gold department has been saved!"

Shaoqiu was stunned and swept his eyes. He saw all the crocodile warriors around him looking at him with reverence, full of eagerness. The elder shouted for a while, wiped his tears, and said lightly, "Stem, how many people did you lead?"

"There are more than 20 people." Dong Jing lowered his head and said in tears.

"How many people are there in Xiong Bizi?"

"The whole Flying Tiger Legion has come, nearly a thousand Flying Tiger warriors."

The elder looked at the crocodile warriors around him silently and shouted, "Enter the city! Closed! Order the whole city to be on alert!" He looked at Shaoqiu and smiled bitterly, "Blood people, please follow me into the city!"

"But... aren't you going to save Mr. Long?" Shaoqiu was surprised.

The elder shook his head: "I can't save it!" Everything depends on your creation! There are only 400 soldiers in my dragon tribe. A few days ago, when I heard the news that you killed all the way to Miaodu, Mr. Long immediately led 300 soldiers to search for you. Now it is the protection of the Golden God to save you from the hands of thousands of flying tiger warriors. Hey, more than 20 people, how can you resist thousands of Flying Tiger warriors? Let's go!"

"Big Elder!" A middle-aged fat man in a pure silk brocade robe came over proudly, with eight guards behind him, "Are you going against my Gaoyang tribe? Don't forget that Gao Yangjun treats you as kind as a mountain. There is nothing harsh except for the annual contribution of taming dragons. Do you dare to risk the disaster of extermination and offend my young master?"

Shaoqiu and others were stunned. Rong Ye asked Dong Jing, "Who is this person?"

Dong Jing curled his lips and said, "The special envoy of the Gaoyang tribe stationed in our tribe is in charge of the tribute of dragons every year. On weekdays, he is domineering and domineering.

"So what do you think adults should do?" The elder said indifferently.

Gao Yang raised his jaw and nodded Shaoqiu: "Bring up this teenager and giving it to my young gentleman. I can plead for you in front of the young gentleman. Maybe I can let the dragon king go. Humph, if not, tens of thousands of troops of my Gaoyang tribe will suppress the border, and your area of Longcheng is the disaster of annihilation.

"The scourge of extermination!" The elder's face suddenly changed, and his white beard trembled and shouted, "My dragon tribe has destroyed the clan as early as 400 years ago!"

Gao Yang was scared and shivered by this angry shout. The elder laughed miserably: "Dragon... Dragon... Is that the name of my tribe originally? No - we are the Chiyi tribe!" He turned to the crocodile warrior behind him and roared, "Four hundred years ago, we were a strong brigade of the Jiuli tribe. We followed Chiyou in the south to fight in the north and across the wilderness. Unexpectedly, Chiyou was defeated and killed, and the Jiuli tribe fled in all places. The ancestors of our tribe only knew the art of dragons. Under the coercion and temptation of the Yellow Emperor, they had to stay in the Yanhuang Alliance to raise all kinds of dragons for them. Hey hey, he was also given the name of the Yellow Emperor: Dragon Tribe! Mr. Long!"