The gods and the next sign: This dragon girl is not easy to mess with

In the mundane world of people coming and going, I stood alone at the entrance of the street and hesitated.

Jin Jiu.Jin Jiu.

There are three ancient war gods, namely the prince Changqin Zhuanrui, Jinjiu Zhuanxu, and the flame beast Zhuanran.They perform their duties to protect the heaven, the mortal world, and the underworld.

Even if his spiritual power is gone today, he still has to protect the mortal world. However, the mortal world is so big, where will he be?

I was walking down the street in despair.After all, Kong Ling couldn't stand it anymore, and turned out of the shadow.

"Long Huan."

I was shocked and grabbed Kong Ling: "You were also Jinjiu's contract mount, since you can perceive where I am, you must also be able to perceive Jinjiu, right?!"

"Long Huan..." Kong Ling couldn't bear to look at me: "He is the ancient god of war, how many monsters want to kill him? Now that his spiritual power is gone, he must have been hiding. How can we find it?" he?"

I knelt down in a daze in a little-traveled alley.

I don't know when it was, but the sky started to rain lightly.I can't even tell which is rain and which is tears.

I have always only complained, but never understood his painstaking efforts.

I slowly closed my eyes, and the illusory dream in my memory came to my mind.

Jinjiu said to me so affectionately.No matter what happens in the future, you have to know that I will always be by your side.

The dream gradually became clear, and I opened my eyes abruptly.

Qinglong Town!

"Long Huan. Where are you going!"

Ignoring Kong Ling's shout behind me, I have already cast a spell and headed towards Qinglong Town.

The tide rises and falls, and the fishing boat sings late.After experiencing all kinds of tribulations, Qinglong Town remains prosperous.

Relying on memory, I walked step by step to the original restaurant.In the dream, Jinjiu bid farewell to me here.It's just that I didn't expect that the small restaurant at the beginning was actually rebuilt, and the bright restaurant flags fluttered leisurely with the evening wind.

"Miss, do you want to come in and have a seat?" The young woman who looked like the proprietress of a restaurant greeted me with a smile. Seeing me in such a mess, she couldn't help showing a look of surprise in her eyes.

I walked into the restaurant in a daze, a little lost.

One table, one chair, one bowl and one chopsticks, nothing has changed.How could this be... It stands to reason that this wine shop has been destroyed, so it should be rebuilt.No reason to be the same.

"Where is the person who built this restaurant?! You are the manager of this restaurant?!"

The young woman was taken aback by my serious expression, and said hesitantly: "No, no, the slave family is only in charge of taking care of it. Back then, the slave family was hunted down by demons and was saved by the young master. Now that he has something important to leave, the slave family is in charge of taking care of it."

I was like a thunderbolt, and my brain went blank for an instant.My feet were weak and I almost fell, but Kong Ling hurried to support me.

In the body, the spiritual power is surging wildly.Before, I thought it was my fault, but the closer I got to the wine shop, the more uncontrollable the spiritual power became.I seemed to understand something instantly, pushed Kong Ling away and stumbled towards the backyard of the restaurant.

"No way, girl, you can't go to the backyard!" When the young woman saw that I was going to the backyard, she panicked and wanted to stop me, but how could I stop me?

In the silent backyard, the past seems like yesterday.

Side by side with Jinjiu, watching the moon and frolicking on the ridge, kicked Jinjiu off the second floor.And here, it seems that as soon as I turn my head, I can see Jinjiu leaning against the door, looking at me lazily with his hands crossed, and saying, Huan'er, I'll come for a pot of wine on credit.

I walked step by step into the small lake in the backyard.The closer you get, the harder it is to contain Imaku's spiritual power.

"Jinjiu. It's Jinjiu!" I turned my head and smiled at Kong Ling through tears, and then walked into the lake.