Man Huang Feng Bao

"Ye Gongzi, you see, Xiaolonger is very awkward, and his body is also very good. He is not afraid of any ban in the world of the cave. Help me bring him to the Dragon Hall at the end of the world. How about Ye Gongzi, Ye Gongzi..." The old man whispered, the voice of gaslessness was getting smaller and smaller, and his face was pale and not a trace of blood.

Ye Chuan returned to the gods and waved at the little boy.

"Little Dragon, go, let Ye Gongzi take a good look." The old man pushed the little boy who was born to the front of Yechuan.

Ye Chuan picked up the little boy's right hand and looked at it carefully.

The little boy's skin is very white, his head is big, his body is smaller than his peers, his body looks weak and he has few flesh on his arm. Unbelievably, just such a small hand, even if it was put in the poisonous mist that rolled up and down for a while, did not have any influence at all. It seems that it is not afraid of the erosion of poisonous mist.

Is this little boy physique extraordinary, or what other mystery?

If you bring him back to the cloud sect, isn't it possible for him to help explore the smog-filled dragons and find out the secrets of 孽龙渊?

Ye Chuan was puzzled and looked at the little boy's body, suddenly moving in his heart.

After breaking through to the monk's five-fold condensed magic dragon symbol, his body has once again become more powerful than the people in the same realm. However, it is not enough to move freely under the lingering dragons. This little boy is different. If you train a little, you may be able to give unexpected surprises.

Ye Chuan never forgets to jump off the Nantian capital of Longyuan, and he will see the dead and see the corpse. Yan Longyuan is very dangerous. Although he has explored and accidentally domesticated the old enchanting black cockroaches attached to the puppet dolls, but again, Ye Chuan asked himself not to grasp the whole body and retreat. Last time, if there were not the help of the seven elders of the Qingpao, I am afraid that I would have died in the Dragon.

The poisonous mist under the dragon's glory is not necessarily much weaker than the surrounding poisonous fog. It is no small difficulty to explore it with your current cultivation. The help of this little boy is different.

Ye Chuan was hesitant and saw the potential of the little boy, but he really wanted to take him to act together. Then he did not know how much danger to increase, and he was far from being alone.

"Ye Gongzi, how?"

The old man whispered and saw the doubts and worries in Ye Chuan's heart. "Little Dragon is very embarrassed, and I am not afraid of any prohibition here. You just need to take him to the Dragon Hall at the end of the world." When you meet, you will have trouble with the son. The old slave is rude, and there is no reward. This ring will be presented to the son."

The old man said that he slowly took off a ring on his finger and stuffed it into Ye Chuan’s hand. Ye Chuan wants to quit, and the magic dragon symbol in Dantian suddenly moves, and his head is wide open, and it seems that he wants to swallow the ring. A wave of some kind of power fluctuations, which was uploaded from this ring, turned into a warm current flowing in Ye Chuan.

"what……"

Ye Chuan picked up this ring and carefully observed it. The shape is unique and simple. It can't see what the material is made. Unlike the spar and the metal, it is like the bones of the monster. At first glance, it looks bland, but the more you look at it, the more you like it.

"Little guy, what is the name?" Ye Chuan did not immediately answer the old man's words, but looked at the little boy standing in front of him and touched his head.

"Small..., little dragon." The little boy replied eagerly.

"Little Dragon, well, this name is good, grow up later, what do you want to do? Like your grandfather, do you want to be a big master, big hero?" Ye Chuan asked, some like this look. Clear, shy little boy. With the physique of a boy, it is not difficult to pass him a heavenly skill.

"I... I want to be a poet."

The little boy glanced at the old man and looked at Ye Chuan and replied boldly.

"Be a poet?"

Ye Chuan was dumbfounded, the children's minds, adults really do not understand. I don't want to be a big master, I don't want to be a big hero, I just want to be a poet. The idea of ​​a child is sometimes so simple!

The old man did not rush, and looked at Ye Chuan and the little boy with a smile, waiting for Ye Chuan’s reply. For a long time, see Ye Chuan did not ask anything again, this said: "Ye Gongzi, how can you bring a little dragon?"

"Well, since the elderly do not disregard, then I will not quit. However, I am limited to repairing. There is no way to ensure that Xiaolong will be brought to the Dragon Hall. I can only do my best." Ye Chuan replied, no more rejection.

"Okay, well, it is enough to have a son. It is enough to make things happen, and if things happen in the sky, if the son does his best, there is no way. It can only be said that this is the arrangement of God. Let's go, the time is not early." The old man turned his face from white to red. It seemed that his body was much better under the happiness, he recovered his strength, and his speech was no longer weak.

"go!"

Ye Chuan nodded and took the little boy's hand and walked forward. Tuoba Xiong and Feng Ren and others have gone in for a while, and there is really danger behind the gate, and it should be eliminated by them.

The little boy was still very ashamed, but he did not withdraw the small hand caught by Ye Chuan in his hand. It seemed to be a little more affectionate to Ye Chuan. After a few steps, the two suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the old man with white beard did not keep up. Turning around, the old man stood still and his face was still smiling, but the muscles were stiff and the pupils were wide. Ye Chuan rushed up to see that the old man had no breathing.

"Grandpa, Grandpa..."

The little boy rushed up, holding the old man and crying, and Ye Chuan stunned, gently picking up the tearful little boy. "Little Dragon, where have you been from, how long have you been?"

"Beihai, we... We walked all the way from the North Sea and walked for seven years. Grandpa, oh, Grandpa..." The little boy cried, and suddenly he held Ye Chuan in turn, seemingly worried that Ye Chuan had left him alone. . When Grandpa left, he had no relatives in this world. He only knew Ye Chuan.

Seven years?

Ye Chuan’s heart is shocked, and the old man with white beard is dead, but he is definitely an amazing person. After seven years on the road, this means that shortly after Xiao Longer was born, the old man took him on the road, and waded through the mountains and rivers. To deal with the sinister people, facing the beasts that are rampant in the wild mountains and the mountains, they must also take care of the young dragons. The old man has exhausted his mind on this road and exhausted his strength. He is still unable to move before the magic dragon road. It is.

It is no wonder that the old man no longer walks forward and tries his best to entrust the little dragon to himself. This is not to be as simple as taking the little dragon on the road. It is a lonely one!

Ye Chuan secretly sighed, the heart of the old man has collapsed, even if there is a great magical power, it will be weak.

wrong!

This old man is not high, why is it adventurous to take Xiaolong to break into the world of the cave? Also, he set off seven years ago. How does he know that there is a world of holes in the world, and that it is not too late to be late?

Ye Chuan was puzzled and carefully observed. The old man left the world with a smile, but his mouth opened slightly. It seems that there are still a thousand words to tell himself, but there is no time to say it. The glory of life shines on the little boy, and he has given all his efforts and even his own life.

what is the meaning of life?

Some people have to surpass themselves and break the world's cages to embark on the peak of cultivation, but more people are to inherit and pay for themselves for the next generation!

In the cry of the little boy, looking at the old man who died peacefully, Ye Chuan was awe-inspiring.