Chapter 56 Do it

"Stop screaming, it won't hurt your life."

Looking at Xiaoqing and Youchi's expression, Bian Wushuang and Lanhe shook their heads, and Bian Wushuang said something to Xiaoqing in dragon language.

Thousands of years ago, there were hundreds and thousands of heavenly selections, but later, they gradually became fewer. There are too many people in the dragon clan who want to become immortals and want to know more things. So they killed one choice after another unscrupulously.

Thousands of years have passed, and finally there is no heavenly choice for the dragon clan. Now with God's blessing, the dragon clan finally got another heavenly choice, and how could they harm the little guy's life? They don't want Xiaoqing to have more descendants.

Although I got the promise of the two old guys, how can I be careful? The two little guys roared from time to time, and the red spewed out a mass of flames.

Bian Wushuang had no choice but to use strong in the end. Fang Tianzheng and Lan and two took action to control the two little guys with their strong spiritual power, and then Bian Wushuang cut a cut on Xiaoqing's claws with a knife and put a large bowl of blood out.

Xiaoqing roared loudly, helplessly, and he couldn't escape Lanhe's palm. It turned its head and looked in the direction of Su Xiaoqi, shaking its little paws and asking Su Xiaoqi for help.

Su Xiaoqi's arms were pulled by Long Yu and Longlong.

"Big boss, boss, you are tolerant. It will be fine. It will be fine."

Long Yu pulled Su Xiaoqi and persuaded him, "Just by releasing a bowl of blood, they will not and will not be willing to take the little guy's life."

Su Xiaoqi's eyes were congested, and the blood vessels in his hands exploded. He looked at Xiaoqing as if his heart was dripping blood. The little guy was raised by him. The two of them lived in the same bed and lived together. They have experienced a lot together. The depth of feelings has long exceeded friendship. Since the last time the little guy was captured by the big monk, he is sure that he will not let the little guy be abused.

However, at this time, he watched others bleed from him.

"A bowl of blood."

He turned around and stared at Long Yu and said coldly, "I'd rather they take a bowl of blood from me."

"Isn't it just a bowl of blood?"

Long Yu said subconsciously, but then a strong force came from his arms, and his hands couldn't help loosening, and his whole body was full of Qi and blood.

Long Yu knew that he had said something wrong, and Su Xiaoqi took it seriously. Longlong had already loosened his arm, and I would rather they take a bowl of blood from me.

Long Yu didn't believe it, but he knew it was true and not exaggerated.

Breaking free from the bondage of the two, Su Xiaoqi did not rush to the stage, but looked at the little guy in the iron prison with a pale face.

Xiaoqing, who was put in a large bowl of blood, looked much worse, and his limbs were a little shaken.

Wow!

cried with incomparable resentment.

Except for Su Xiaoqi and Longlong, no one on the field cares about the bloodleted Xiaoqing. Although Xiaoqing stopped bleeding in a hurry.

"Fairy Mirror, Fairy Mirror."

Like this cry, their attention is completely above the fairy mirror.

"The fairy mirror is about to open. Will the fairy mirror shine on me? Will the fairy mirror guide me a fairy road?"

As Bian Wushuang floated on the fairy mirror with the silverware, everyone subconsciously held their breath. They wanted to see what would happen next. Will the fairy mirror really predict the future and guide people into the fairy road as in the legend.

"Xiaoqing, you are enduring it. I will never let such a thing happen."

He nodded to Xiaoqing secretly. The little guy seemed to understand, and his originally extremely resentful eyes were suddenly relieved.

The blood was slowly poured into the fairy mirror, and the surface of the fairy mirror became red and looked extremely horrible. On the sea level, the colorful glow has also changed and turned blood red.

At this moment, the fairy mirror has a little fairy mirror, which is obviously like a blood-eating monster.

With the injection of blood, the fairy mirror kept squeaking, as if the devil was drinking blood with his mouth open.

Su Xiaoqi looked at the mirror and couldn't help wondering. As if he felt his heart, the five heavenly stones swam quickly in the snowy sea.

"What kind of fairy mirror is this? Is this obviously a demon?"

Su Xiaoqi subconsciously swept around and found that everyone except him looked at the fairy mirror with a pious face. Some people even read words to the intention of praying for the fairy mirror to shine on themselves.

"Fairy Mirror, Fairy Mirror."

A bowl of blood was poured in, and Bian Wushuang fell to the ground, put his hands together, and asked piously, "You are a gift from God to the dragon clan. Please tell us who the immortals of the dragon clan are and what they have to do to become immortals."

The red light of the fairy mirror flowed, and the white mirror began to rotate slowly, and a red halo shone on the mirror to the crowd.

According to the meaning of the elders of the Dragon Festival, the people who came to participate in the Dragon Festival stood in front of the stone tablet and were not allowed to move after standing. After the fairy mirror is opened, you will feel your existence.

If you are a fairy seedling, then the fairy mirror will definitely miss you.

The fairy mirror turned around, and a wisp of red light rotated around the square, like a large searchlight at a concert. The people who were illuminated by the rainbow were solemn, and some of them trembled all over, looking forward to praying that the red light would not flow away.

However, the red light did not stop for a moment, swept around the field, and finally faded.

"Is it difficult for the dragon clan to have no fairy seedlings?"

Looking at the fairy mirror, everyone subconsciously fell silent.

"No, the light of the fairy mirror has weakened. It's God's choice that there is not enough blood.

After a moment, someone shouted loudly.

"It's not that the dragon clan has no fairy seedlings." How can the dragon people believe the former? They would rather let go of more blood than believe that the dragon clan does not have the news of fairy seedlings.

The crowd became noisy and louder and louder. Looking at the appearance of Xianjing, even Bian Wushuang and Lan and others were a little confused.

"This has never happened before." Bian Wushuang said.

"Isn't it too long? Xianjing needs more blood to restore strength." Lan He said.

"Just put a bowl of blood."

Two old people subconsciously proposed to put a bowl of blood. They waited for so long and saw that the lamps were about to die. How could they be willing to give up with such a chance? Even if they are not immortals, they will look for the fairy path according to the guidance of the fairy mirror, and there may be more hope.

"Yes, put a bowl of blood."

People around the square shouted: "The fairy mirror has not been opened for a long time. The three elders, we can't do our best."

"Yes, Xian Miao is the future of our dragon clan and our hope. If the fairy mirror can't guide the fairy seedlings, the dragon clan will never come out.

"Yes, Elder Bian." Someone shouted, "Let's put an extra bowl of blood." God's choice will not die. We have a panacea that can definitely save the little guy's life.

Su was furious and scolded in his heart. Fucking bastard, it's not your blood that dares to release. He looked up at the mirror and couldn't help cursing, "What a fucking broken mirror, it's just a monster."

Long Yu quickly covered Su's stingy mouth and advised, " boss, you'd better lower your voice. Otherwise, we will be involved by you."

"Get out of here, I won't involve you."

Su Xiaoqi wants to kill people, so he doesn't care about scolding.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Chi Kuang, who snuggled with the Long family, couldn't help staring at Su's sting and said, "What's this guy going crazy, Long Tianxiang, you brought this man here. If he makes trouble here, even if he doesn't succeed, your Long family will not be able to eat it." He sneered and took a step aside and said, "Don't involve us."

Long Tianxiang secretly said something to Longlong, in order to make Longlong look at Su stingy and don't want him to mess up.

"In the dragon clan, how many waves can you, a little human being, turn over?"

Looking at Su's surging blood, Chi couldn't help muttering wildly.

The little monsters Chihuang and Linglong didn't make a sound this time. They looked at Su Xiaoqi with a strange light in their eyes. In fact, they really wanted to say to their father, don't underestimate him. He has a lot of treasures. He also saved us, and he has learned a new set of swordsmanship called Tianlong Sword Tips. I'm afraid that that set of swordsmanship will not even be your opponent.

At the beginning of the battle between the little monster and the wolf demon, hundreds of rounds were finally defeated. However, when Su Xiaoqi practiced the set of dragon sword tips, five moves beat the wolf demon to admit defeat.

"Okay."

After the agreement of the three, Bian Wushuang finally decided to pour a bowl of Xiaoqing's blood into the fairy mirror.

He walked to the iron cage with a knife and a silver bowl. Lan He, Fang Tianzheng followed left and right.

"The three elders are famous."

Seeing that the three elders were preparing to take the blood of the heavenly election, the dragon clan shouted one after another.

Roar!

This time, the red struggle became more intense, and the fire wave swept around. Obviously, the little guy has guessed what they are going to do to it.

Roar!

Xiaoqing also struggled violently, and his voice was a little hoarse and vague. It turned its head and looked at Su Xiaoqi. This time he didn't see Su Xiaoqi's figure.

" Stop."

With a loud shout, the two guards in front of Su Xiaoqi were lifted out by him. Su Xiaoqi had a sword in his hand, and the halberd pointed to Bian Wushuang and said, "Which of you dares to touch it, I will do this to you."

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Maybe the change is too sudden, no one reflects it, and no one can think of it. The scene suddenly became quiet and there was no sound at all.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Su Xiaoqi, which was a little strange.

"What are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Oh, he is not a disciple of the dragon clan, he is from the human race."

After a while, the crowd shouted, and some people quickly saw through Su Xiaoqi's identity.

"How did you get in? Get out of the dragon clan."

The shouting and scolding of the crowd became even more fierce: "Where did the wild boy dare to disturb the Dragon Festival? He simply doesn't want to live."