fake prince

Chapter 747

Where the eyes see now, the scene presented is also very different from what humans saw in the past. It is clearer and can see farther.

The subtle incongruities from all parts of the body were quickly adjusted, and Su Ziji found himself flying in the air with a light leap.

Flying with the body of a dragon is not the first time Su Ziji has done it, but before when the young dragon encountered a thunder disaster, he merged with the young dragon and used the body of the young dragon to fly with himself into a dragon. Flying, the feeling is actually a little bit different.

"I entered the body of the previous Dragon Lord a few times before, but the Dragon Lord was in human form. I don't know the reason why I transformed into a dragon this time, but in this case, I can experience the feeling of transforming into a dragon."

Su Ziji thought so, his body was really like a swimming dragon, hovering over the Dragon Palace.

"boom"

The entire Dragon Palace vibrated. The pale golden sky was originally sunny, but suddenly the wind was surging, and crackling lightning swam in the clouds.

"Aw..." With a long moan, a little white dragon flew out of the Dragon Palace like white lightning. It was surprised at first, but after smelling it, its cute dragon eyes were full of joy, and when it came to him, Turned around him a few times first, and then flew with him in the sky.

They flew around each other, and then separated, each soaring freely in the sky, thunder and rain poured down, but this was not pain to them, but brought them more happiness.

The dragon that Su Ziji transformed into has retained his rationality and memory as a human being, but gradually his dragon side, fond of water and wanting to control thunder and rain, gained the upper hand.

He could feel that there were countless vapors around him, they were playful and disobedient, he had to subdue them and obey his command.

This process, from being difficult at the beginning, gradually became proficient and handy.

Later, the water vapor danced around the dragon transformed by Su Ziji. Two dragons, one big and one small, "danced" under the thunder, attracting many dragon palace monsters to look up.

"Why are there more dragons?"

"Ji Jun played well with it, it seems to be our dragon."

The monster clan was shocked that there was another dragon, and they didn't know its origin, but at the same time, the harmony of the two dragons made them half-hearted again.

In any case, having an extra dragon, also a dragon of the Yaozu, is naturally a good thing for the Yaozu!

Just thinking about it, "boom", the raindrops changed again.

Gold and silver olives fell with the raindrops and fell to the ground. I saw the ruins immediately flew up automatically, pieced together, and turned into a temple.

On the ground, weeds are pulled out in an instant, flowers are in full bloom, and the trees are even more twirled, twisting like a dragon, and there is a faint smoke, curling up, and the fragrance is floating, and the mind is refreshed after smelling it.

"It is the grace of the Dragon Lord, it is the grace of the Dragon Lord."

A water demon who passed by the previous dynasty suddenly shouted that the Dragon Palace had this kind of grace back then, so it was able to enlighten all demons. It shouted, rushed to an olive, and bit it off.

This is the taste of happiness, so familiar yet so distant, so far away that it is almost forgotten in memory.

Shu Palace

"boom"

It was originally a drizzle, but suddenly it turned into a thunderstorm. The sky seemed to be enraged, and there was a flash through the thick black clouds, which illuminated the Shu Palace in a pale white, followed by a deafening thunderclap.

Gui Junxi, dressed in a toga, had already come out, standing under the eaves, looking up at the dark sky, with a solemn expression, seeing lightning flashing from time to time, and the plantains in the corner trembling restlessly, in this dark environment, with a kind of fear.

Someone in the distance exclaimed: "Quick! The window is blown open! Close it!"

"Thunderstorms are coming, dragons come out..." Gui Junxi's thin lips moved slightly, sighing, a man in black stood not far away, but obviously Gui Junxi's words were not addressed to the man in black, nor did the man in black Accept this.

"Could it be a coincidence? A letter from Dai Guogong to Dai Wang, and there is such a thunderstorm. Is it a sign from the sky?"

Gui Junxi didn't want to associate this vision with Dai Wang, because in this way, wouldn't it mean that the heavens are more optimistic about Dai Wang?

An ordinary prince is not qualified to attract such a vision, unless...

No, I can't think about it anymore, if I think about it any more, I will only feel more irritable.

But is it really a sign?

It must be taken seriously.

Thinking of this, Gui Junxi suddenly asked: "No news yet?"

This was naturally talking to the silent man in black standing not far away. The man in black took a step forward and replied in a low voice: "Not yet."

"No." Gui Junxi sighed again, and continued to look at the sky.

Outside the capital city, quite far from the city gate, deep in the woods, in a quaint Taoist temple, there is a Taoist talking to visitors.

Taoist's face, at first glance, would feel refined, but as long as you look away and recall it, you will find that you can't remember the specific appearance.

Judging by age, the Taoist is only about 30 years old. When meeting him face to face, his calm and detached temperament is even more heartbreaking.

The visitor is also a Taoist, but he is a wandering Taoist. He happened to pass by this place and caught up with the rainy day, so he came to seek refuge, and the so-called master of the Taoist temple came out to greet him.

The two of them were chatting, suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky, and the lingering sound continued for a long time, and then a gust of wind rushed in, making everyone shudder.

Soon, the night sky was covered by thick clouds and no gaps were visible. The gaps in the clouds lit up and there was a thunderstorm. Everyone rest!"

Saying that, just at this moment, Taoist boy had come over: "You go and take this fellow Taoist to rest in the private room at the back, it's raining like this, you have to bring rain gear!"

Naturally, the guests had no choice but to thank them, and went to rest in the back, accompanied by Dao Tong.

After waiting for the guests to leave, the temple master got up and took a few steps, stood in front of the window, stared at the sky thoughtfully, for a long time, then sneered.

"The sky is changing, and the sky is changing again. I really can't handle it. Just when Ji Zizong was crowned king, does this child really have a destiny, and is a pawn suitable for the future?"

The temple master couldn't help muttering: "Hateful, I still have the last brand that has not been removed, even I can't see it, so I can't figure out the details of this Ji Zizong."

"Let's not talk about Ji Zizong, even with this third brand, I can't meet him face to face."

"Or, detonate the backlash immediately." Thinking of this, the temple master looked towards the direction where Zhou Xuan was currently hiding. Just thinking about it, his face suddenly changed.

"what?"

The temple master rolled up his sleeves, only to see that under the faint light of the lantern, there was only a brand mark on his arm that was slightly red.

"The color has become darker, and it is still hot. This is not the first time this phenomenon has appeared. Before the imprint was removed, there was a similar reaction."

"Could it be that my third brand is already facing death?"

(End of this chapter)