New White Snake Asking Immortals

"It was here."

The messy gravel was separated to both sides, and Bai Yujun floated into the hole.

In the depths of the ground, the streets of the past can still be seen, the wood has long since decayed, the stone walls, bricks and tiles, gold, silver and porcelain have been covered in dust for thousands of years.

Gently landed in front of the crossbow machine.

The lustrous white jade finger stroked, wiping off the rust to reveal the metallic color.

"This crossbow machine should have been forged by the materials they collected and forged. The technique and craftsmanship was at the peak of the vulgar in those days."

After erasing the rust, you can see the exquisite decorations. Except for some special runes, the rest are all carvings that enhance the beauty. It is a pity that a killing weapon can be turned into a work of art.

Take a breath and blow gently.

"Whoo~"

The light wind picked up the dust patina on the skewed crossbow.

Blowing off the dust, revealing the rails, and the arrows still stuck on the rails and unable to fire...

Boom~!

At the same time, there were thunderstorms outside.

The killer weapon that should not be in this world is seen again, and the little hand stays above the spear-like crossbow arrow, it seems... There is a vague feeling of discomfort, abnormal rejection, that is the disgust that comes from the depths of the gene, the closer the arrow is, the more obvious it is, and it is difficult to suppress The impulse to produce spit dragon flame to burn it.

"Very good, it didn't disappoint me, it's still a bit of value."

With a light grip, the crossbow bolt was lifted, leaving a rusted and crooked crossbow machine.

Tossed up and down.

"Maybe I can try to decipher the attributes of the dragon hunting crossbow and completely cut off the threat."

Fly out of the burrow to the ground wilderness.

Find a good place to meditate cross-legged, hover one foot above the ground, hold the dragon-hunting crossbow on your lap, and begin to explore the secrets of the dragon-hunting crossbow. It was used by a group of mortals back then. Woolen cloth?

The taste of being threatened is very uncomfortable, and if there is a problem, it must be solved.

There are dense arcs in the palm of the hand, carefully study the dragon-hunting crossbow, and try various methods to crack it again and again...

Time passes day by day.

Slowly, Bai Yujun finally discovered the characteristics of the dragon hunting crossbow.

It's like one substance restrains another substance. When approaching each other, there will be a tendency of self-disintegration and splitting. Dragon scales are strong enough to belong to the legendary level, but there is no absolute in the world. Thousands of miles of dams are destroyed in ant nests. Perfect defense.

This is a slow process.

...

The wasteland has changed.

The sparse vegetation, streams and lakes have been depleted and abandoned for more than a thousand years. In recent days, changes have occurred unknowingly.

The seeds are scattered, rooted, and germinated in various ways. The gray-brown land is gradually dyed with a layer of light green, followed by insects. Whether they are pests or beneficial insects for humans, they are all busy, and the small beings are working hard to transform the wilderness. Perfect ecology.

When the grass is lush, birds and small animals appear.

Bai Yujun changed the feng shui of the land. Moreover, a dragon has been entrenched in a certain place for a long time, and it has become a treasure land to silently improve the environment.

A mound of green grass swayed.

Exposing one big and one small head to look around.

"Father...I'm afraid..."

"It would be great if you could have half the courage of my father. If it wasn't for the courage of my father, how could our grandfather wear silk and satin now! Don't go out and fish with those boys! Read more and practice martial arts!"

Seeing the father and son in the grass from the sky, the change is unbelievable.

The two seem to be living well, with brocade robes and soft cloth boots.

But lying on the grass, maybe he has just made a fortune and his temperament has not been able to keep up for the time being.

"We're not going to kill..."

Before the little boy could finish speaking, the strong man quickly covered his mouth.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face was pale and he looked at the dragon girl, and he was relieved when he saw that there was no response.

slap~

The brain collapsed, and the voice was crisp.

"father……"

"Isn't your bear baby still awake? Why can't you remember when you say you can't talk nonsense? What to slaughter? What to slaughter? Widow Ma's rolling pin or Pork Su's fire stick? Poor children are picking up cow dung in the streets. What are you talking about slaughter?"

After speaking with a helpless sigh, the mere mortals think about doing big things all day long, how about living a good life?

Then he grumbled and grumbled, but he was telling the truth.

"Dreaming all day long, even if you can't deal with a dragon scale clone, you know that you are full of ancestral teachings."

"What are we doing here?"

"Nonsense! Of course, it is to protect Shenlong from being disturbed. Haven't you seen that the wasteland has changed? Shenlong is doing things to change Feng Shui, so you can't be disturbed at will."

After speaking, even he himself felt embarrassed, saying that it was to protect his son and bring some dragon energy.

Since the last time I received a blessing, my life has completely changed, my mind is clear, my eyes are clear, my body and mind are healthy, and I can always make a fortune without illness or disaster. This is how I can afford to wear silk and satin. I bought a house in the town, and I plan to spend a few days to give it to my son. Get a doll.

The strong man looked away.

The actions of the ancestors are not necessarily all right, and they have to be corrected if they are wrong.

It is my responsibility to make my son live a good life.

For example, the opportunity to see the real dragon is very rare now that I bring my son to lie down with the dragon.

Every day, rain or shine.

There is always a pair of father and son who often lie on the grass. Over time, the top of the mound is polished and slippery. I don’t understand why the dragon girl sits there and doesn’t move. expensive.

And Bai Yujun sat there for a full year...

The super brain operates at a high intensity~www.wuxiamtl.com~Calculate, test, try a little bit, and crack it carefully.

a moment.

Finally completed some kind of subtle evolution.

Looking at the dragon-hunting crossbow again, that vague sense of crisis is no longer there.

I don't know why this kind of dragon hunting crossbow appears in the small world of Longmian, where there are countless corpses under the ice field, the land of Longmian, Longmen, Mu, there is no land mountain god, and even the dragon hunting crossbow that I have never heard of, maybe the dragon hunting back then The crossbow is a secret weapon designed for the dragon family, and it ends up staying in the small world of the Dragon Temple for some reason.

Bai Yujun could not guarantee whether the dragon-hunting crossbow was discovered in the tens of thousands of years.

The longer the time, the more variables, and you can't afford to gamble.

Now that the crisis is finally resolved, it feels great to be safe and secure.

Glancing at the grass, he got up and disappeared instantly. After coming back for more than a year, he misses Mu Hexi very much, and wants to chat and make bird nests, and return to a carefree life.

In the afternoon, the sun is shining...

There are two ancient trees, one high and one short, like mountains, and the ponds on the trunks are clear.

Melon and fruit fragrance.

Exotic flowers and plants and butterflies fly, Bai Yujun wears a white dress and lies in the water to enjoy life, soaks in hot springs and eats melons and fruits, half asleep and half awake.

There are two feet tall girls above their heads, flying around happily.

Happy wiping and maintaining the pair of dragon horns. Mu Hexi's greatest hobby is to feed the dragon. Eat and drink more to grow strong. After a while, a small brush will carefully wipe the snow-white dragon horns. You have one and I have one. Look Who takes care of the most beautiful.

The white dress and black hair spread out in the warm pool water.

The higher the cultivation base, the more powerful Mu can feel. If it is not for the natural attributes of trees, it is estimated that the power is similar to that of Erlang God, with proper thighs, and especially thick...

Mu Fei came to his ears and raised his pointed ears.

"Bai, did you hide a bird in your world?"

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