I'm Really A Dragon

The night is cold, only the stars shine, but I can't see the shadow of the moon. The sky is lonely, and the night lost the soul.

And the ghost town at night is not lonely.

This city is empty, but many phosphorus fires, far from the color of color, but it is horrific, and there is no shortage of ghosts.

In this way, there are many ghosts that are all in the soul, and there is nothing of the ghosts.

They don't know where to come, don't know where to go, just a shameless sway, in this world, more sad.

The ghosts of the soul are even in the ghost government. The final ending is not dissipating in the world, is swallowed by a more powerful demon.

Charles hit the river, he can't wait to enter the river without a sleeve. But you can't change it back to the dragon. The child has to be so embarrassed.

There is no eye in Jiang, reaching for Xiaolong: "Hold you?"

The little cub is a little heart, but the people around this is a bit more, think about Han Yue's words, self-esteem, shake his head, hold the river's unreliatless arm: "It is good."

There is some regret in Jiang, I want to think, quietly reach the waist of Xiaolong.

Charles was survived, and he was still afraid, but he was in this way for a while, and he felt that the sense of security was more, so he reached out to the river, and his eyes did not look at the front.

At the moment of the ghost town, Liao Zonglong and Huangzhuang are dispatching disciples to paint various array.

These cars are just some defensive array, which can resist yin, but the purpose is to succeed when they are hitting.

The jersey and ordinary ghosts can be different, and they don't say death on the ancient battlefield. It is quite a lot. It is that the yin is not a common ghost, and the kettlerar is a day, and it is not a reincarnation. One of the most headacked ghosts, even the tutorial warrior of Hongzhai, also avoided.

Therefore, when the river is in the country, many people have reported their attitudes. However, the river is unique, and it means that they don't need them to help, Huangzhuang is agreed.

A group is busy, Xiao Wei and Liao Cheng are standing on both sides of Liao Zong, who is standing on the two sides of Liao Zong, but the atmosphere is stiff.

Xiaolong looks everywhere, and inadvertently saw that Liao Cheng was hanging in the Buddha Bell flowers on the Shenlu, could not help but curiose, and he did not dare to make a hand, dragging him and asked.

"This flower, I have seen it in the Culture, you can put light, you can repeated the evil!"

Liao Cheng was smiling, and the white dragonfly wearing it on his face was shifted, and the body was also replaced with a shallow-colored disciple service.

Xiaolong is not especially particularly like, just know that this flower can fight the ghost, so I have a little bit: "I use gemstones and you can't change it?"

Xiao Wei is like a disgust, frowning, snort, I don't know what it means, turning to the distance, Liao Cheng did not open, but he was united by Jiang, reached out, put the little dragon, directly go.

Liao Cheng was suddenly empty, and some confused side.

Xiaolong was taken by him, and I felt some pain, so I rely on him, squat on his shoulders: "Jiang Yan, you will put it down, it hurts."

Jiang Wuyi took a few steps, only put the child on the ground, cold channel: "Do not make things else to others."

Xiaolong ,, :: "Oh ..."

River is unable to press him: "Press you?"

Xiaolong nodded, Jiang no pair of hands in his waist, I didn't know what I thought, suddenly red ear, silently collected back, no longer touched.

The Dragon God is almost two thousand years, but it has never been such a relative to hug someone else.

But he is almost self-ignite, but the little dragon has no response, and the river has no side to see, the heart rises helpless and , face the children who have no distraction, and suddenly I don't know what to do.

I don't know if I don't know, I will stay in the volunteen, but I have followed it, and I will make a small dragon.

Charles didn't understand: "Don't you say no?"

Shen Sansi's face entangled: "I think about it carefully, I feel that I have to stay in Qizhuang ... I still have to be safe with you."

The little dragon is no longer asked, because this is the fact, if it is not an opposite person, it encounters a big thing, as long as standing around the river, it will always feel stability.

Charles also didn't know how to describe this feeling, but this person is like magic.

Shen San Si suddenly hit the shoulders of Xiaolong, said: "This Huangzhuang is really not ordinary."

Xiaolong curious: "He? What happened to him?"

Shen San Shu touched the Pakistan: "I saw a circle today. Most of this volunteer is a fierce person, the blood is sky, but this person is not the same, he has no blood, but it is merits Jin Guang, it is just right. I have to flash my eyes. "

Xiaolong looked at it, but did not think this person is very special, but the Zhuang owner looks indeed, unimaginable, such a person will be the owner of Hongzhai Yizhuang.

There is no silent standing next to the river, he will hear the words: "Yin Yang has a way, and only his kind of person is to save this volley."

Shen Sanzi nodded, Xiaolong Yubi but a mist: "What is Yin Yang? What is the Tao?"

Jiang Niri and Shen San Si are really awkward, I don't know what to say.

This question asks the truth, I really explain to understand the few people, maybe in this, and Xiaolong is a person who asks the end, so the two are rare, open the topic.

Shen San Si and the cough: "When will I introduce the ?"

River has a quick answer: "When the child."

Xiaolong didn't forget what to say in front and asked: "But there is no moon today."

This is also asking for Shen Sanyi Thoughts.

He ran out, one, I felt that I was not too. Safe, the second is really curious, in which the river can't see the day, Jiang Wu will lead the kettle.

Before the child, the disciples of the two doors have returned to the volunteers. Only the Liao Zong Lord and the Liao Zong Lord Association were associated with a few domestic disciples, and a group was hiding in the gates of Yizhuang. No one will be introduced.

What can't think of everyone is that there is no spell in the river, and it is rumored from the storage bag, and the Lingyu fly, it goes straight to the sky. The shadow of the moon is getting brighter.

Everyone looked at it, but no one had seen such actor, covering the sky, and the moon slowly dropped to the ground, and suddenly the child came, the surface came from subtle vibration.

This vibration is not large, and after this, the surrounding air suddenly becomes cold.

Xiaolong doesn't know what the so-called kettle is, but the next consciousness will not be a good thing, but the skills of Jiang Dye summon the moon to make him surprised.

Na Lingyu acts as the moon, the ghost town and the ghost government is the junction, immediately attracted by the moonlight, and there is a gap in the mountains.

This gap is stenosis, it should not be able to have some people, but from the inside, it is not cold, and people are not cold.

Shen Sansi and Charles seem to be a feeling, not to make it back to each other.

Xiaolong immediately stared at the direction of the city gate. I always feel that there is what is the big thing, and I have a sleeve: "Jiang Yan, you don't want to go."

The head of the river was comfortable to shoot Xiaolong's head: "Nothing, follow me."

It is far convenient to speak, and the shock of the shock of the mountain is coming, it is as big as a large number of soldiers and horses in front of them, and the Mask City pool will be.

The moon on that sky is brighter, but it is still slightly different from the real moon. The head of the , the doubt, looked up at the sky, everyone took the breath, and the heart mentioned the eyes of the eyes. child.

No one thought about deceiving the kettle, it would be, it is possible to be brought into the ghost government. It is possible to die without a funeral, but the river is coming. .

The main side of Huangzhuang is looking to Han Yue: "This Jiang Dianzi, it is a singularity, I am all over the same year for many years, but no one dares to deal with the , and the court can be more people. I can't help but I just don't know what this teacher is, what is the number of roads? Huang wants to make a friend. "

Han Yue laugh: "Huangzhuang owner also said this is a grateful person, since it is a singularity, how can it be used easy to use? Han Mou and Jiang Gongzi are not familiar, if the Huangzhuang is really a heart, it is better to ask yourself ask."

If Huang Mingzhen is tested, he has been pushed back by four or two. It is not known that what is thinking, but the Liao's heart is happy.

Chu Nan's three shares have struggled, and it will not be able to grab a dark, if you let Huang Mingzhao will pull it first, isn't it bad?

And the two associates, no one is concerned, and the rest is true to the river.

The spirit of Lingyu on that day is obviously a magical manner. Everyone can't see the depth of river. Even his cultivation can not explore, even if it is controlled, he also does not seem to have a slightest spirit. Force fluctuations, the rest is deep.

Charles didn't understand these. He only felt that a large number of fell as otherwise as other ghosts, this released the hand that grabbed the river without a sleeper, pour it in front of it, and looks carefully.

The in front of it is a armor, riding a horses. The face is blurred. I can only see a group of yin, black.

And in them, there is no shortage of soldiers to carry a wild ghost, that is, the can't avoid the soul of the swan, I want to suddenly appear the moon to make them caught off, usually the ghost demon, which is caught at this moment. Positive.

Charles and Shen Shu Si squatted on the ground, secretly looked over there, however, this is the borrowing of this, but the little dragon has seen a bit of three-hearted two points, and the side should look at the river.

The river is unreliable but is a bit wrong.

Seeing Xiaolong looked up himself, he whispered: "Dragon Scales are not."

Xiaolong was surprised: "Do you want to be wrong?"

There is no one shake his head: "I can feel the breath of the dragon scale ..."

He didn't finish it, Xiaolong Yu Guangyi saw a strange figure, suddenly in the heart, immediately settled, soon, he quickly smoked, and knew in Jiang no one.

"Jiang Yan! You look at there!"

At the same time, others also saw this wonder.

Among the illegal teams, there is a tall burly figure, and the armor on his body is not the same, and the skin on the body is like a mildew, riding a black. Undead horse.

The most unusual thing is that whether it is the death horse, still sitting on the ' ', the neck is blurred, and there is no skull.

This scar looks like it is, like a hard to cut, his shabby cloak is hanging behind him, and the wind blows, and the crowd found that he held his blood, and put it with a hand. Giant sword with cold light.

Everyone is suspicious, what monster is this? And look at it carefully, but found that the horseshoes under his feet were in the ground, and it was clearly different from those whites.

What people feel funny is that he is so bright, and it has never been discovered.

Xiaolong is busy with the river: "Do you remember the story that I will tell you before?"

There is no thinking for Jiang: "You said, the story of the knight?"

Xiaolong has a heavy point, and the river has no realization. It is also a different species.

The rest did not understand, Shen Sanzhi is more known to the Bo, but I don't understand what these two are saying. It can be dared to go forward for a time. When the thing is what it is, I can only ask: " What is this? "

Xiaolong is even lower, trying to hide: "Hey, don't be found by him, the knight is the low-quality magic, once the goal will be chased, until the dawn is only willing ... In short, Very troublesome. "

Those have gradually gone from the city gate, and Jiang has no one stands up. He walked together, Xiaolong hurriedly followed, only to see those patrols, grabbed a few demon ghosts, and then came back when it came. .

And the headless knight also mixed in the middle, but there is no difference.

Until the one party is about to send the back to the ghost government, the river has not found the trace of the dragon scale.

This is a bit embarrassing, and the river is not a heart, watching the upcoming mountain, if you think.

Xiaolong also watched the past, and he just took a step forward, and some people had already played himself, and the feet were slippery, and they fell in the slit.

There is no heart in Jiang, I don't want to jump together, and the mountain exit is closed immediately, and I can't see any traces.

The little dragon rushed from the gap and was fell to a whole body, but he was waiting for him to stand up from the ground, he looked around, but found that Shen Sansi did not see.

This place is dark, fortunately, the night's night vision is strong, but even the same, the fear is still pulling his thinking, let him inch.

Let him start to go forward, it is the long and hidden ghost.

It's a few ghosts, and the tongue is long, and the chest is breastfeeding, the stabbed cyan word, the green face, Xiaolong looked at it, instantly played a cold, think that the red tongue is nausea Very, so I hurried forward.

But I don't want to see him, I am bright in front of my eyes, slightly swayed, and it is normal. Although it is still ghost Edison, it is not so unspeakable.

The first girl stuffed the tongue back to the throat, and the leisurely chased it: "The little son came to himself, one person is more lonely, or the sister is going to accompany you, and then the Huangquan Road is going to go, not to live ~"

Xiaolong saw her Yinhong's nails, and the head is manegybu, busy shaking his head: "Don't don't, you go!"

The surrounding ghosts turned around him: "Shy, it is a child, or a bull, hahaha ..."

This laughter can thoroughly thorns to the mind of Xiaolong, so he is angry to evoke the cloud fog, and the fog is pushed away, and he turned himself.

Until for a long time, Xiaolong saw a bad bridge in the distance, but this bridge is down, and the cloud is hurting.

The entrance is a long team, and it is a ghost.

The picture of this hundred ghosts is almost scared, he sucks his mouth, and the heart of the river is nothing, but there is no bottom, I don't know when Jiang has no one can come.

I was thinking, he was actually pushed, and he fell on the ground and rolled over.

His current physical skin can be very delicate, although there is no blood, but the blue purple of the arm, the dragon corner also hits a big stone, the little , physiological tears instantly rolled down Heats the corner of the corner.

This is too pitiful, but it is a little can't bear to get his hanging ghost: "Children, die, there is a constant, blocked, this is not looking for it, you still don't want to rush Drink soup? "

Xiaolong looked up and asked: "Drink soup?"

The hanging ghost did not answer, turned to the entrance to the bridge queued, Xiaolong patted clothes and stood up, and there was a stack of the entrance to have a stack of places, born a big pot, fragrant, not know what is cooked.

Most of the ghosts, I took my bowl, I went to the team.

That taste is really strange, sweet and seduct, Xiao Dragon is touching the belly, and the soup is a beautiful woman. I didn't see him, and I saw him: "I am going to take a bowl!" "

The ghosts around it seems to be anxious, just hanging the ghosts, seeing him confused, reaching out, holding a bowl: "It is not a loss, you can don't encounter it."

Xiaolong didn't listen to it, only took a bowl, the woman was full of soup for him, and the color of this soup is good, like a starry, star point.

I don't know why, Xiao Long smells that taste, the heart is sour, faintly wants to cry, look at a few eyes, the bowl is sent to the mouth.

But didn't wait for him to drink, and pulled away by a graceful woman.

Xiaolong looked up at the eyes, laughed in the eyes of the woman in front of the eyes, and the blushing flowers were beautiful than those who have seen.

She followed by a white man, standing behind her, looking a bit stay, wearing a pure white mask on the face, and the breath is not different from those ghosts.

However, this beauty actually pulled him to the distance, grabbed his soup bowl, and threw it into Huangquan water next to it.

See him, the beauty sighs: "What is dare to send it to your mouth, the dragon actually sent a silly child, do you know what soup?"

Xiaolong curiously asked: "What soup?"

The beauty laughed: "That is Meng Po Tang, drinking the dust, is going to be dragged into the reincarnation by ghost."

Xiaolong is confused: "Oh, then ... Thank you."

The beauty is laughing, but it is not good, and the gorge is majestic, and people can't ignore: "Your child is really interesting, but you are also time, save me, then find you, this token, you will If someone is difficult in the future, it will showcase. "

Xiaolong is strange to see her: "Who are you? What do you do?"

The beauty talked for a while, said: "Since I don't know, you will have a passerby, don't talk to others, especially Qi Yong and Han Yue, please?"

Xiaolong smashed her: "Why?"

He is skeptical about the woman, looking at the token left, the beauty said: "When I don't want to be discovered."

Xiaolong couldn't understand what this token was written. He held, just a side, but he saw the water side of the not far, the headless knight was holding a giant sword to cut Shen Si Si.

Xiaolong instantly vigorously, turn around.

After the beauty behind him, I asked: "Is that people you know?"

Charles nodded, the beauty looked at the headless knight, showing a bit of thinking in the eyes: "The things behind are, there is some weird, interesting ..."

She gave a shake, and the side said: "Qu, go."

The mask flew to the front of it, and he would Shen San Si to go to Xiaolong, and then raised his hand to block the knight attack.

His movement is very fast, it is actually a use of weapons, just play the headless knight to the group, and Shen Sansi finally saw the relatives, a snot, a tear, hug the thigh of the small dragon.

"I dripped a mother, this is what is ..."

After that, he continued to cry, the beauty saw him, and he opened his eyes, and his mouth is humanitarian: "Don't play, this is rare, put it up, go back."

The mask is really no longer moving, throwing a scorpion to the headless knight, the spirit is flashing, the headless knight disappears, and it is received in a point in the dice.

Surprised Xiaolong, Shen Sansi also stopped the horror in his heart, letting the small dragon wishes well.

And the two played again, and the beautiful people and the masks did not trace.

Shen Sanzi knead his nose: "Who is this?"

Come to no trace ...

Xiaolong shakes his head, I want to say anything, but I am suddenly holding into a familiar arms, he didn't look at it, shouting: "Jiang Yan!"

There is no deep breath, this is a peaceful heart: "It is me."

Xiaolong is not afraid, carrying a new token to him: "Jiang Yan, I just met two people!"

"A beautiful big beauty, one with a mask can't see the face, they stop me not let me drink soup, and give me this thing."

However, there is no one just seen the token, and the feelings will change the cold.

Shen Sansi looked carefully, he took a tone: "My brother, the woman is the princess of Lin'an!"

Xiaolong heard his words and shouted: "What? Princess!"

"Yes!"

Shen Sanyi nodded: "This token is the royal unique, and it is also written in Lin'an. Can it be the princess?"

Xiaolong looked at the place where the beautiful people had disappeared, and they regretted: "It is the princess, I didn't ask her name ..."

He regretted that the vinegar of Jiang's unhearten, but finally smashed, and he did not hesitate to get the token himself.

Xiaolong stunned: "Jiang Yan, it is the princess to me."

River has no effort to press the fullness of acid.

He looked at Xiaolong for a long time, I thought about it, and I wanted to answer the unsained unknown: "I am, my mother, I was the former Dragon God."

Xiaolong doubtfully smashed: "Your mother, what happened?"

The river is ridless: "Yes, so, in fact ... if you must ..."

Xiaolong and Shen Sansings stared at him, I don't know what he wants to say.

However, the river has been tangled for a long time, and finally, I still can't say it, I can only bold the dark fermentation of the belly vinegar.

"Forget it, okay."

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