New White Snake Asking Immortals

Didn't wait too long.

Long Zhao cautiously returned to the courtyard, and after entering the door, he poured out a pile of things.

Yellowed ancient animal skin paper, golden silk scrolls, jade talismans, atlas, ancient books, and even special documents unique to Heavenly Court. All the materials related to the Dragon Temple are all brought here. There are a lot of them. It is true that the one who knows you best is you. 's enemy.

"I brought everything I could find, and the rest are with my grandfather."

The exquisite wooden table is full of secret files.

"Enough, wait until I've read it all."

Bai Yujun tied her long hair tightly with a cloth strip, sat down in Jindun, rolled up her sleeves and read quickly, ate snacks with her left hand and turned pages with her right hand, forcibly recorded paragraphs of words and pictures in her heart, working hard and earnestly, still remember that the last time she studied seriously was Fifteen hundred years ago, he recited the laws of heaven.

He pulled out a huge piece of white paper, which was originally used to cultivate emotions and manipulate paintings, but now has a new use.

Flatten and hang on the wall.

Take out the brush, lick it and moisten it, stand on the bench, and start writing and drawing from the top.

First write a word of arrogance, the next is the dragon king, then the next layer is the key half-dragon monsters such as the unicorn dragon, and then another layer, like a pyramid, the more names go down, the lower the level. Simply ignore and don't write, and focus on the level of Tianxian and Xuanxian.

Chatting with Long Zhao while writing and drawing.

"If I guessed correctly, there must be a traitor in the half-dragon family, and there must be someone who has taken refuge in the Shenlong Temple."

I looked at the name of a certain fairy-level monster and drew a cross.

Long Zhao nodded.

"That's right, grandpa also said the same, the Dragon Palace knows us too well."

"Then it's difficult for you. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of foreign enemies, you are afraid of traitors. I can see who it is, but unfortunately you will not believe me even if I say it."

"We are too far away from the prosperous world of the dragon clan, the dragon clan is not backward, we have not seen the dragon clan for many years, the clan people have three views on you, and very few feel that they should follow you, after all, we have dragon blood in our blood, and a few hate you. , they consider the half-dragons their own."

After a pause, Long Zhao continued.

"Most of the clansmen have an indifferent attitude, whether there is a dragon or no dragon, they have been used to it for so many years."

Bai Yujun feels that there is nothing wrong, and he will consider it if he changes himself. He can only say that time is enough to change everything.

He mulled over his arms and drew a cross on the name of the unicorn dragon.

"Originally, I planned to draw you half-dragon people to deal with the Shenlong Temple together. Alas, I finally found that I could only take advantage of the situation and not really reuse it. By the way, why are your dragon horns different?"

The dragon horns of the half-dragon family are different, basically the size of the thumb, and some have only two bags.

Of all the half-dragon people, no one has ever seen a forked dragon horn.

Long Zhao smiled helplessly.

"There are more and more intermarriages with foreigners, and some things cannot be stopped."

"It's not only you who confuse the blood of the ethnic group, it's really a headache, don't care, it's uncomfortable to watch, don't care, interfere with free love, and finally everything irreversibly disappears into history."

"We are not the only ones whose bloodline is gradually thinning. The group of half-dragon monsters in the Shenlong Palace are also distressed."

Long Zhao's words were full of ridicule.

Hearing this, Bai Yujun also felt that the Divine Dragon Palace was becoming less and less like a dragon, so he dared to call it a half-dragon because of his relatives, fearing that he didn't even have one ten-thousandth of a dragon's blood, and it was difficult to restrain and extremely chaotic.

All day long thinking about looking for dragon blood to devour, and failing completely.

"A bunch of idiots, dragon blood is never supplemented by food, stupid."

"Dragon Palace doesn't think so. I guess that those young people with outstanding bloodline talents who were kidnapped from our family in the past are likely to be used by them to extract dragon blood..."

"This……"

Bai Yujun was also speechless.

If you do this, you can only turn into a demon and be repelled by heaven and earth.

"It won't take too long, it's time to end."

He threw the writing brush behind his head, looked into the future, and saw the appearance of a one-horned dragon in a red robe...

Even in human form, there is no beauty at all.

There is only one sharp single horn on the top of the head, blue-black skin, long face, and gray bone spurs of varying lengths from the back of the head to the tip of the tail. Another kind of beauty, good image, good looks and justice.

Fingers pinched smooth chin in thought.

In a trance, I recalled the monkey sitting on a stone smoking cigarette in Fengyuqiao, and saw the loss in its eyes...

Perhaps, he needs a friend to help him, which is what the monkey hopes.

Close your eyes, send out a special wave to find the dragon scale that was left by the monkey, and teleport the current location.

The distant Zhuquan Temple.

The monkey who was twisting the tobacco leaves noticed that the dragon scales in his arms were flickering and heating up. He picked it up and looked left and right at the sun. He bit his teeth and put it next to his ear to listen carefully. Suddenly, he threw the tobacco stick with a strange cry.

"Squeak~!"

Excited after several somersaults.

"I'm out of town to do errands~ You don't need to leave me meals~!"

With a swoosh, he passed by the old Huixian who was conscientiously taking the soles of his shoes. The bamboo scorpion was buckled upside down, and the old Huixian's white beard swayed in the wind. Before he could react, he heard a bang. The newly repaired temple gate has a monkey shape. Hole, slender tail is particularly obvious.

Qingling looked up and saw a red **** turned into stars in the sky...

The monkey stared at the night and traveled fast~www.wuxiamtl.com~ quite a honey badger style, don't tell me who the other party is, how many people there are, just tell me the location, the monkey doesn't talk much.

When comprehending the Dao, he can comprehend the three thousand avenues, and when he fights, he is ruthless.

Carrying a golden hoop, they rushed to the south, and countless provocateurs suffered along the way.

It is rumored in the fairy world that the mysterious monster monkey has appeared again. If there is no white dragon, the mythical beast in the heaven, the most beautiful boy in the fairy world must be the monster monkey.

All the way across to the south.

When passing by Jiuli, there was a conflict for some reason. A certain tribe was almost maimed. After Jiuli left a murderous name, it suddenly disappeared, and the whereabouts were hard to trace.

No one knows that monkeys carry dragon scales, which can hide their breath...

someday.

The bank of the galloping river is dozens of miles wide.

Bai Yujun and Long Zhao studied the route of the unicorn dragon and decided to do it here.

Sensing that a piece of dragon scale was getting closer and closer, he smiled slightly, Brother Monkey came faster than expected, raised his hand to signal Long Zhao to stop, etc. He saw the black spot on the horizon getting bigger and bigger, and the monkey flew straight like a cannonball. There is absolutely no style at all.

I think it's time to remind Long Zhao, after all, monkeys have always played cards out of common sense.

"Girl, you'd better stand firm."

"why would……"

Before he finished speaking, the ground trembled violently and was startled.

The monkey landed too hard, the ground was spider web-like and covered with cracks, and its two hairy legs were stuck in the mud.

"squeak!"

The somersault jumped up, and after landing, the golden hoop made a whimpering sound.

In the end, the iron rod clamped to the creaking nest and greeted me happily, very excited.

"Zhizhi ~ Bai ~ Who do you want to kill!"

Glancing at Long Zhao who was standing next to Bai Yujun, he sighed silently in his heart. He understood that his good friend Bai Long's aesthetics are really hopeless, so pitiful...