Chapter 792

The thick felt curtain is covered with a thick layer of white frost. The soft light of the lighting gem dispels the darkness and illuminates the pale and scared faces, but it can not bring them a little warm feeling.

The old patriarch and all uncles are dead

This is the feeling of blood in a relatively close distance. There is absolutely no mistake. After shock and sadness, despair envelops them.

The desert world is going to the end of life, and they have not mastered the way to leave here. The only outcome is to fall into eternal darkness with the world and die in the endless cold.

The sweet potato is holding her knees, her eyes are empty and lost. She still can't accept the fact that her ancestors and others have died.

"Woo..." A companion cried, her eyes flustered around her. "Are we really going to die here? I don't want to die! "

The air pressure in the yurt tent is a little lower. The young people who are just born in Juling nationality thought that it was just an adventure to increase their knowledge with their elders. They didn't expect that death would suddenly knock on the door.

The sweet potato took a blank look at the surrounding area and forced to sip his lips. "Don't be afraid..." I can't say the latter.

Unless we can find a way, no matter what we say now, we are weak and pale.

Her eyes dim down, but at this time, some slight "rustle" voice, suddenly into the ear.

The sweet potato turned over and pushed open the door of the felt tent. Under the dark sky, a figure walked along. He was wrapped under the black robe, which was lifted by the strong wind to outline the heroic figure.

Until many years later, when she became the new leader of the great spirit clan, she remembered this scene very clearly.

……

In a valley, Qin Huan stopped, turned around and said, "OK, let's get here." Pause a little and continue to say, "go back and tell the rest of the Juling people that you have completed your mission. Don't involve anything about the Lord of the Dragon City in the future. Live a good life."

As the space fluctuated, he stepped into it and disappeared directly, leaving behind a group of young giants who had been killed for the rest of their lives to look at each other.

"Sweet potato, what shall we do?"

Biting his lips, the sweet potato took a breath. "No matter what, we must hurry back to the people and tell them what happened in the yellow sand world."

Everyone nodded.

Before leaving, the sweet potato looked at the direction Qin Huan was leaving, and his eyes were confused. How did the old ancestors die? Why can't you give them an answer?

……

"Although you may think I'm even colder, there are too many such things as women's benevolence. Sooner or later, they will kill themselves." The quiet voice of the ancient people's consciousness rings in the bottom of their hearts without too much emotional fluctuation. The direct tone naturally makes people chill, "you are the only blood of the ancient people in the world, and you should always remember what you are carrying."

Qin Huan nodded, "I will try to get rid of this habit."

The ancient people's consciousness didn't continue this topic. After a silence, he said: "I thought that in the desert world, what I need is imprisoned. Now it seems that I underestimated the caution of the Taoist. The heart of the ancient people is in your hands for the time being, and you can use its power if necessary. "

Qin Huan could feel that a trace of thought left his body. He breathed out his breath, looked at the eyes in the distance and thought - what do you want to do?

Qin Huan still couldn't think about this, but maybe soon someone would help him to solve his confusion.

……

A grand event falls behind the scenes in Longcheng. There is still some noise in the air, but it has begun to exude the loneliness. The dense flow of people on the long street has dissipated most of them in a short period of time. It will return to peace in ten and a half days at most.

The Colosseum is closed automatically and hidden in the underground of the Dragon City, but no one knows that in the deeper part of the Colosseum, an ancient blue altar is built. There are countless runes on its surface, which flow to all parties as the center.

There is a huge dragon lying on the top of the altar. Even if you know it's just a dragon soul, its lifelike appearance will still make people hesitate subconsciously.

At this moment, the two dragon claws of the dragon soul collide unconsciously in the state of thinking, and Mars splashes in the light of "pa" and "pa", illuminating its cloudy and sunny eyes.

The master's present state is a little strange. Through the induction between the two sides, it can vaguely detect the strong power of the master. In other words, the master doesn't have to rely on that kid at all now. Resurrection is just a simple thing.

Why?

The soul of the Dragon raised its claws and knocked on its head. As expected, the master's wisdom was as stupid as he could be.

Since the owner didn't give any instructions, it would be nice if it followed the normal procedure Well, it's time to start the foreshadowing left by that year.

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Shadow family.

Nine Dragons interweave on the stone wall, and the invisible pressure pervades.

All of a sudden, a little wave came from the stone wall, the deep dragon chant sounded, the nine dragon shadows roared out, and the strong breath was surging.In this time of change, the whole shadow clan was shocked instantly. Several figures came from the sound of breaking the air. The leader was the leader of the shadow clan.

When he saw the scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he was ecstatic.

This This is

Boom -

the stone wall is broken, Zhou Li is surrounded by invisible force and flies out, her eyes suddenly open, nine dragon shadows roar at the same time, and twist her head directly into her body.

The leader of the shadow clan knelt down on the ground and respectfully opened his mouth. "Your Highness, dragon emissary, welcome you."

Zhou Li's eyes were a little dazed, and soon returned to calm. She thought, and slowly said, "how long have I been closed, patriarch?"

In the main hall, Zhou Li bowed his head and thought quietly, listening to the leader of Yingzu saying all the things that happened after she was closed.

When she heard that the mysterious black robed monk of Wu Yinzong returned to Longcheng safely, there was a trace of excitement on his face. But soon the excitement turned into indifference, because according to the patriarch, he showed great power.

So this man is not Qin Huan After taking advantage of him, have you finally come to the arena in person?

Ning Qin!

Zhou Li's eyes are cold.

"Chief, I want to be quiet."

"Rest, your highness. I'm leaving." The patriarch retreated.

The silence of the main hall didn't last long, but was disturbed by the noise outside. Zhou Li frowned, "let him in."

Soon, Ji Yun came in a hurry with a surprise on his face. "Zhou Li, you are out of the customs!"

At the beginning, the young girl decided to close down. He was very frustrated. He thought about leaving Longcheng, but he stayed.

Now, this decision is absolutely right!

Looking at the joy from the bottom of Ji Yun's heart, Zhou Li looks a little relieved. "Well, I didn't tell you in advance. Sorry."

Ji Yun waved his hand repeatedly. "It's OK."

He looked at the girl in front of him, but in a few short days, her appearance did not change significantly, but the feeling changed too much.

Between the eyebrows and the eyes, although there is still a trace of tenderness that has never faded, it is more of a kind of awe inspiring majesty, like the supreme empress, which makes people instinctively awe.

"Now..."

Zhou Li said, "I'm very good. I've never been better." She paused and said, "Ji Yun, if I can, I hope I can go to Xiling and visit your God seat."

Ji Yun was stunned and nodded, "no problem!"

He could vaguely guess that Zhou Li's purpose of going to Xiling was bitterness in his heart, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

Fortunately, he is dead.

Yes, although Wu Yinzong's black robed man went back and forth without any change in his behavior or body shape, he was not the one Zhou Li cared about.

At this point, Jiyun and Zhouli have the same judgment.

Zhou Li nodded and didn't speak again. She looked indifferent, but her eyes were not calm.

As the patriarch said, the strength of Ning Qin, even now, may not be able to compete with her, so she will join hands with Xiling.

Qin Huan, don't worry. I will revenge for you. No matter how hard it is, I will never give up!