Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 61 The Strange Man and the Little Flying Dragon
Shiji held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the big mud wave rolled in, surging and covering it in the mud.

This huge force overwhelmed him, and even Duan Qi couldn't avoid it. He was still lying on the bank, but half of his body had already entered the mud flow.

Now that the big waves are coming, his hand is tightly grasping the blade, the pressure is too great, and there is a piercing pain in his right hand. The Qingcheng sword has cut off the flesh in his palm, and it is directly worn on the bone.

"Hmm..." Duan Qi's forehead was sweating, and the pain almost made him cry out.

He endured the pain and pulled Shi Ji.

But the turbulent waves still pushed him into this countercurrent, and he couldn't be spared.

His men have fallen into the mud, but the sword has not been released.

He pulled hard, and Shiji and Jian were pulled over by him.

"Shiji, quickly grab the Dragon Tongue Grass." Duan Qi shouted.

He was pushed back by the mud flow, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was a dragon tongue plant in front of him, following the mud flow, he stretched out his hand to grab the dragon tongue grass.

Hiss!

The huge force directly pulled the blade of grass, and he and Shiji were washed away by the mud flow again.

"Too bad, the mud flow here is a vortex. I once tried to put a floating leaf in the mud flow, but this leaf never appeared again." Duan Qi said.

Shiji yelled loudly: "Unexpectedly, the emperor is going to die, the sky is vast and vast, the emperor was wise in his first life, is he going to die in this place?"

Duan Qi heard it yelling, and immediately blocked its mouth: "Stop arguing, I'll see if I can send my broken porcelain bowl."

Shiji's eyes widened, and he became even more desperate. What's the use of sending the broken porcelain bowl at this time?

It struggled incessantly, beating the mud with its hands.

One person and one chicken were quickly drawn into the whirlpool.

"Buddhist sacred object, broken porcelain bowl, begging bowl, come out quickly!" He shouted, but the broken porcelain bowl in the Qi Lake did not move at all.

puff!
He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and only spit out a mouthful of mud.

"It seems that there is really no hope!" Duan Qi's body gradually sank, and the mud flow around him was getting faster and faster. His body was spinning around the whirlpool, and he had already turned five or six times. sucked away.

This sinks, a mouthful of mud, will definitely be suffocated to death.

Duan Qi panicked, he grabbed the Sword in the Stone pendant around his neck.

I only have half of my life left, is it possible to...

He is still hesitating. If there is another way, he is absolutely unwilling to sacrifice his life like this.

The rooster suddenly stopped crowing, and it stopped struggling. It spread its hands helplessly and said with a smile: "Young man, you are so lucky!"

Duan Qi was puzzled: "What kind of blessing is this?"

Shiji crossed his arms in front of his chest, proudly said: "You should be content to die with me."

"Conscientious ghost! You can die any way you want, but I can't even imagine dying with a soaked chicken. A man can die in battle, but how can he drown here?"

One person, one chicken, no way to escape.

Around the whirlpool, not even dragon tongue grass grows, there is no grass here, only mud.

"It has to be like this." Duan Qi pulled off the sword in the stone pendant.

But at this moment, a dragon's roar suddenly came from above the sky.

A huge flying dragon passed across the sky. The whole body of the flying dragon was red, and it spread its huge wings, piercing the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, majestic and majestic.

"Roar!"

A dragon's roar shook the sky.

Duan Qi couldn't help but looked up, and saw the flying dragon rushing down, the speed was so fast that he couldn't catch it, but a gust of wind passed by, and the flying dragon had swooped down and landed on the ground.

"This..." Duan Qi was completely shocked, he was too excited to speak.

"Dragon! It's a real dragon!" Duan Qi was extremely shocked. He never imagined that he could see a real dragon before he died.

He was still in shock, but the Shiji in his arms started to yell: "Save me quickly, that red dragon, save me quickly!"

After the red dragon flew down, it disappeared without a trace.

A figure suddenly appeared, as if walking out of the void. The strange man was dressed in black, he was already middle-aged, and there were already a few deep wrinkles on his forehead, but his appearance looked so calm. His forehead and his wrinkles seemed to be the vicissitudes of time.

Behind him, there is a small red flying dragon with fluttering wings, and there is a V-shaped mark on the small flying dragon's head.

"Save me, save me quickly!" Shiji was still screaming, but this time, it added a sentence, "Let's also save this man by the way! He fell into the quagmire to save me."

Duan Qi still didn't speak, his mouth had sunk into the mud, he couldn't speak anything, but his nose was still breathing with air bubbles.

When he thought he was going to choke to death, suddenly, a light and shadow flashed, and his body seemed to be blown by a gust of wind.

When he opened his eyes, he had already fallen on the shore.

The strange man just flew by, like a gust of wind, bringing Duan Qi and Shi Ji to a safe place.

The little red flying dragon flapped its wings and flew over: "Yuan Cheng, did you see something too? This child has the essence of our dragon clan in his body!"

The strange man said: "That's right, but just now I saw him risking his life to save this chicken. This scene immediately reminded me of a person, a person who changed my life."

The little red flying dragon said: "Yes! He is indeed a very great person. In this world, there is absolutely no one greater than him."

The strange man said: "Absolutely not."

Duan Qi didn't know what they were talking about, nor did he know who the "he" they were referring to was.

"Ahem!" Duan Qi vomited a few more mouthfuls, spit out all the mud in his mouth, then wiped off the mud on his face, revealing a rather handsome face, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you two."

The strange man smiled and said, "You don't have to thank us, it's just a matter of little effort."

Duan Qi glanced at the little flying dragon again, he was puzzled, just now he saw a giant dragon hovering in the sky with his own eyes, how could it become the same size as a chicken in a blink of an eye.

"Shiji can also talk, he is a dragon, you are a chicken." Duan Qi teased in a low voice.

When Shiji heard this, he was immediately unconvinced, and shouted at the little flying dragon: "What's your name, save me, I want to thank you!"

The little flying dragon ignored it, flew to the side of the strange man, flapped its wings, and shouted: "There is no barbecue here, I'm hungry, let's go!"

The strange man nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm old, but you are still young, like a child. If we shuttle back and forth once, my 300-year lifespan will be gone."

When the strange man said this, there was a happy smile on his face, he didn't want to say anything more, and walked slowly towards the woods with the little flying dragon.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, and a youthful smile appeared on that face full of vicissitudes. Just like that, he smiled at Duan Qi and disappeared out of thin air.

Then, there was the little red flying dragon who could talk.

Duan Qi watched the two of them disappear, and his heart suddenly fluctuated: "What realm have they reached, they can see through the horned dragon spirit in my mind at a glance!"

Note: For the biography of the mysterious man and Xiao Feilong, please refer to "Ling Burning Nine Heavens" for details

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