Big dreamer

Shen Luo glanced at it and saw that the tall figure was naked from the waist up, with a green face and fangs, two balls of flaming hair on its head, and fins on its back and elbows. It was the clear water Yaksha that he had seen in Mount Dali.

However, unlike what he had seen back then, Qingchi now had a strong aura, and he had already reached the late Mahayana stage. Judging from the scars all over his body, we could tell what kind of dangerous battle he had gone through before.

After Qing Chi saluted Ao Hong, he looked at Shen Luo suspiciously and scratched his head. After hesitating for a moment, he finally remembered and said in surprise: "You are!"

"Qing Chi, don't be rude. Brother Shen is now a true immortal monk." Ao Hong said with a smile.

"At first glance, there is no change, but if you look closely, you will find that the aura, demeanor, demeanor... are all different. Amazing, amazing." Only then did Qing Chi notice it, and couldn't help but rub his chin and said in wonder.

Shen Luo turned his wrist, held the silver five-pronged cross and handed it back, and said with a smile:

"Friend Qingchi, long time no see..."

"That being said, it's really been a long time since we last met. I think back on that time..." Qing Chi took his weapon with both hands and his eyes drifted upward, as if he was about to reminisce about the past.

Seeing this, Ao Hong knew that once he was allowed to speak, he would be unable to stop, so he quickly stopped him and said:

"Qing Chi, let's not talk about anything else. How is the Dragon Palace? My father, he..."

"Ninth Prince, you'd better go back and see for yourself..." Upon hearing this, Qing Chi's face immediately became a little ugly, and he sighed.

When Ao Hong heard this, his heart suddenly sank.

Qing Chi sighed and turned around to lead the way. Shen Luo and the others immediately followed.

Arriving at the main entrance of the Dragon Palace, an originally majestic three-story nine-column gold-and-white jade archway was beaten to the ground and half collapsed. A pile of broken jade was piled aside like broken bricks and tiles.

Shen Luo and the others passed through the gatehouse and walked all the way inside. Almost none of the originally exquisite buildings on both sides was complete. Everywhere they looked were ruins and broken walls, all stained with blood.

"Friend Qingchi, is Langsheng okay?" Shen Luo's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked.

"You mean that little shrimp? He is no longer here." Hearing this, Qing Chi looked back and said.

"Did he also die in this battle?" Shen Luo asked.

"No. Xiao Xiami's cultivation qualifications are average. He has been unable to break through the realm many years ago. Seeing that his life span was running out, he tried a dangerous method to win, but unfortunately he failed." Qingchi shook his head and said .

When Shen Luo heard the words, he fell silent. He knew in his heart that there would always be accidents on the road of cultivation, and it was impossible for everyone to have smooth sailing.

"It's okay if you don't succeed, you don't have to live in this troubled world." After a moment, Qingchi suddenly smiled.

After hearing this, Shen Luo also didn't know what to say.

Going deeper into the Dragon Palace, the destruction of the houses on both sides became more and more serious. Many corpses of the Dragon Palace water descendants could be seen in the collapsed ruins. It can be seen that the fighting became more and more brutal the further you went here.

Along the way, you can see some soldiers and generals one after another, cleaning up the mess, rebuilding some salvageable buildings, and collecting the bodies buried in them.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed over from the front.

Shen Luo focused his gaze and saw that the leader was a tall man with a tall figure and handsome appearance. He was wearing a purple robe with a round collar embroidered with gold, and a carved dragon jade pendant hung around his waist, with his hands behind his back. The expression on his face was indifferent.

On the right side behind him, half a step away, followed a beautiful woman wearing a bright red armor. Her figure was quite outstanding, slightly plump but not coquettish. With her clean and delicate facial features, there was quite a contrast. of beauty.

The woman was carrying a broad-bladed sword that was disproportionate to her figure. Her eyes almost always stayed on the tall man in front of her, and the woman's thoughts could not be concealed in her eyes.

Walking almost shoulder to shoulder with this woman was an old man with a hunched back and white beard and hair. His face was kind, his long eyebrows were lowered to his knees, almost covering his eyes. He was leaning on a green cane and looking at the elderly man. No different from an old human being.

Behind these three people, there is also a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each with a solemn expression, holding a weapon in their hand, and with a murderous look on their body.

As soon as he saw these people, Ao Hong immediately quickened his pace and greeted them.

"Second brother, Uncle Yuan." When he came closer, he took the initiative to clasp his fists and said.

Ao Hong's voice also sounded in Shen Luo's heart: "This is my second brother Ao Zhong and the prime minister Yuan Tai of Dragon Palace."

Seeing this, Qing Chi hurriedly rushed up and bowed.

Shen Luo took a step slower, came closer, and clasped his fists, but did not salute.

"The Ninth Prince is back. It's great. The Dragon Prince has been looking forward to it for a long time. You are finally back...Old slave, I almost thought I would never see you again..." The old man with the cane was trembling. The ground stepped forward and said with a trembling tone.

"Uncle Yuan, it's all my fault. I came back late. I really feel guilty." Ao Hong sighed in his heart and hurriedly helped Yuan Tai, who wanted to salute him, and said with some sadness.

"It doesn't matter, just come back, just come back..." Yuan Tao patted Ao Hong's hand, his eyes a little moist and said.

"Old Jiu, why are you back on your own? Where are the foreign troops under your command?" The purple-robed man named Ao Zhong glanced behind him. Seeing that there was no one else, he frowned slightly and said in an indifferent tone.

"We'll talk about this after we meet my father... Let me introduce you first. This is Shen Luo. I have been dating for many years but have never been to the Dragon Palace as a guest. He is a true..." Ao Hong was used to this and said .

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ao Zhong:

"It's been so long, and you still bring outsiders back. Do you think the house isn't chaotic enough?"

Ao Hong was suffocated when he heard this, and his face became a little unhappy.

He had never dealt with this second brother who was very different in age from him. He had always respected him as his elder brother. Even if he was made things difficult and teased, he never wanted to care about it. But today when Shen Luo was ignored by him, Ao Hong felt that I can't bear it any longer.

But just when he wanted to argue, Shen Luo reminded him in his heart:

"Brother Ao, there's no need to worry about these trivial matters. It's better to go meet the Dragon King first and figure out the current situation."

Ao Hong hesitated for a moment, then his expression relaxed.

However, his brief pause and change in expression all fell in Yuan Tao's eyes.

As a veteran who had been assisting the Dragon King for unknown number of years, he was well versed in sophistication. Naturally, he quickly guessed that Shen Luo had dissuaded Ao Hong. He immediately became more fond of Shen Luo and silently nodded to him as a greeting.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading URL: