297 Blood Moon

Lin Fan and Qinglong looked at each other. Lin Fan's eyes were calm and also had three points of curiosity. Obviously, they were guessing what kind of story the Qinglong in front of them had, and they had endless leisure to think about the waves before the endless years. As for Qinglong, his eyes were extremely complicated and changed over the years. After the vicissitudes, there was also deep pain, memory and remembrance. Looking at Lin Fan's eyes, I don't know when they were covered with a layer of water vapor. For a while, the field was extremely quiet, and doubts appeared in Lin Fan and Dawei's eyes.

"Try talking about the matter between you and the White Tiger..." After a long time, Qinglong took a breath. He raised his hair and sighed a long sigh, as if he was afraid that the tears in his eyes would slip down. He maintained the posture of raising his head for a few breaths. At the same time, although he tried his best to hide, he still had a trembling sound. At the same time, he pointed to a stool next to the table and said, "Sit down."

Lin Fan nodded. He could feel the sadness on Qinglong, but he didn't ask much. He just nodded silently, and then sat down on the stool. After slightly rationalized his thoughts, Lin Fan opened his mouth, speaking slowly, without any **, but he said everything before and after truthfully. Lin Fan spoke very slowly and carefully, and Qinglong also listened very carefully. With the story, Lin Fan seemed to return to his youth. At this time, he felt as if he was looking at himself many years ago. For a moment, he was in a trance.

The two talked one by one, without the magnificent waves imagined, only the most plain facts. These words were slowly finished from the morning to the middle of the afternoon. Of course, if it's just a simple talk, it won't take so long, but Qinglong is also extremely concerned about some things. A day has passed between one question and one answer. At the end of the speech, Lin Fan took a long breath. After talking for so long, he was indeed a little dry. Looking at Qinglong, he found that he fell into that kind of dull meditation again.

Dawei squatted on Qinglong's knee, blinking a pair of big eyes, and curiously looked at this person who had been warm before but was always shrouded in sadness, or dragon, and his big eyes flashed puzzled. Seeing Qinglong's expression, Lin Fan did not want to disturb him again. He stood up, gently picked up Dawei, turned around and walked out of the door, without disturbing Qinglong. At this moment, the great power obviously also felt the sadness emanating from Qinglong's body and did not make a sound. He let Lin Fan walk out of the door with it in his arms, but his eyes always looked at Qinglong and wanted to see some clues.

Lin Fan walked outside the house with Dawei in his arms, closed the two doors silently, isolating Lin Fan and Qinglong. Looking up at the dazzling sunset, Lin Fan's eyes narrowed unconsciously and looked at the sunset glow.

"Two crazy people who like to play deep..." Looking at Lin Fan's appearance, Dawei naturally had no good face. He muttered in a low voice, and then broke free from Lin Fan's arms and jumped towards the distance. Obviously, he went to find its allied army' blood crying sword spirit and three-legged golden black. For a while, the field Lin Fan was the only one left, looking up at the sunset in the sky alone. This picture, in the sad beauty, has a faint desolation.

"Ha ha..." Just as Lin Fan looked at the sunset glow in the sky in a daze, a soft smile suddenly sounded, interrupting his thoughts that he didn't know what he was thinking. Withdrawing his eyes from the sunset, Lin Fan turned his head and whispered, "Master", and then he didn't say anything. He just stood there quietly, as if he were looking at Aokizi, but he didn't seem to look at anything.

"Let's go and walk with me..." Seeing Lin Fan like this, Qing Muzi showed a faint smile on his face, and then walked forward with his hands behind his back. Lin Fan did not hesitate at all and followed him forward. Slowly, the two came to a small river, but no one said anything. They just walked quietly along the river, and the afterglow of the sunset pulled their shadows long.

"Isn't it very touching?" After a long time, seeing that the sunset was about to completely fall, Aokizi suddenly stopped and opened his mouth.

"I don't know..." Hearing Aoki's question, Lin Fan was stunned, and then shook his head. His eyes became a little confused. He turned his head and looked at his reflection in the river. "Together with Qinglong, there always seems to be a kind of sadness. I don't know how to get rid of it, but for a few hours, but it seems to be something in my heart. A knot..." Speaking of this, Lin Fan looked up at Aoki, and then whispered, "Master, I don't know what's going on with that feeling, but I don't like it very much..."

"You should know Longyuan, right?" In the face of fear that Lin Fan himself can't figure out what he said, Aokizi did not delve into it, but just said casually, and then said casually, "Qinglong itself is the first dragon. The dragon clan has been deeply rooted and extremely strong since ancient times, but since hundreds of thousands of years ago, every ten thousand years, there will be several races. When he arrived at Xuangu, he experienced a great turmoil. Only the first dragon and the Chenlong survived. Can you understand the state of mind of the first dragon who watched his group slowly be killed by an unknown force from beginning to end? Can you resist it?"

Aokiko's words are extremely plain, as if talking about an extremely ordinary thing, but Lin Fan frowned. The strength of the dragon is beyond doubt that it can make the dragon clan slowly annihilate and continue this process for hundreds of thousands of years. What kind of energy is needed? The terrible thing is not death, but waiting to die. It can be imagined that in those hundreds of thousands of years, the dragon clan must be extremely angry, and in the end, only the first dragon and Chenlong survived, how desolate it is!

"Now Shilong's state of mind, even I, can't fully understand it. It's inevitable that you are affected by it..." While Lin Fan was meditating, Aokizi opened his mouth again, and his voice was as calm as ever, and it seemed that there was nothing that was not under his control. Looking up at the not-so-so-so-looking back in front of him, Lin Fan was in a trance. Is this really his former master, Aokiko?

"Oh, it's going to change..." Just as Lin Fan was in a trance, Aokizi suddenly looked up and squinted at the sky. Although Lin Fan couldn't see Aokiko's eyes, there was no reason. He suddenly felt that there was unprecedented sharpness in Master's eyes at this moment. And with Aoki's words, Lin Fan unconsciously looked up at the edge of the sky again. What came into view was still the red and fiery sunset. However, the sunset glow now seems to be a little strange.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Lin Fan's expression was stunned, and then two rays of light suddenly shot out of his eyes. His eyes moved from the dazzling sunset to a round of bright but particularly dazzling moon in the sky. This bright moon is bright with a bright blood color.