Lanke Chess Edge

Mo Jiao swam all the way with the big water, and the big water entered Guangdong Lake. Some fishing boats and small boats parked beside the small river ditch were all floated up and down by the waves. The surface of the lake calmed down.

As soon as he entered Guangdong Lake, although his physical condition did not improve much, it gave Mo Jiao a feeling of returning home, and the boost in mental will was obvious.

The surrounding rain still didn't stop, but it was much smaller than before. Just now, Jiaolong brought large water into the lake, causing waves in the lake, causing some boats along the coast to heave violently.

Although the rain has not stopped at this moment, some fishermen who live along the coast can't help but come out wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats to check their boats.

The flood just now was indeed very strange, but the boats are the foundation of the fishermen’s survival, so I was a little worried. After holding back for a while, there was no other movement, so someone bit the bullet and came out to check. When they saw most of the boats on the shore It's okay, my boat didn't capsize or sink, so I went back with a sigh of relief.

Of course, there are also some older people who feel panic. The sudden flood in Guangdong Lake seems to be still vivid in my memory. At that time, many houses were destroyed and even many people were washed away by the flood.

Ji Yuan and Li Baotian, City God of Lishun Mansion, stood on the edge of Guangdong Lake, looking at the calm surface of Guangdong Lake, the dragon in the water was already swimming towards the depths of Guangdong Lake.

"Mr. Ji, do you know the origin of this dragon Mo Rong?"

Li Chenghuang glanced at the fishermen who came to check, and then asked Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan is calculating when the old dragon will come. After all, Tongtian River is very far away from here. A rough calculation, from Wanzhou to Gyeonggi Prefecture, it only takes an hour to escape with the light of the green vine sword, and As a real dragon, the old dragon is proficient in flying and lifting. He should be able to come here before it is completely dark, but the premise is that the old dragon is at home and can come here immediately.

Hearing Cheng Huang's words, Ji Yuan took a look at him and told the truth.

"Ji's first visit to Wanzhou is also the first time he's been to this Guangdong Lake, so naturally he doesn't know the origin of this ink dragon."

In fact, the first time Ji Yuan heard about Guangdong Lake was from the man in black when Wei Wuwei was almost hijacked in his car, and later he also kept it in hearsay and written understanding.

Li Chenghuang stroked his long beard and looked at the lake which was so wide that it was hard to see the other side.

"About 40 years ago, the silk weaving industry in Wanzhou was not fully popularized at that time, and there was a legend called Hua Dawang everywhere along the Guangdong Lake."

"Flower King?"

Ji Yuan looked at the surface of the lake, and thought of the pitch-black ink dragon, it shouldn't be called the last word "flower".

"That's right, the so-called King of Flowers is a poisonous toad of various colors. It has been hiding in Guangdong Lake for at least hundreds of years. It has profound skills and is clever and cunning. There are also some fairies under it. It began to become active more than a hundred years ago cautiously." , Occasionally secretly overturn the fishing boat in the lake, and the fisherman enters the water and devours it.”

Ji Yuan frowned and looked at Chenghuang, but before he could speak, Li Chenghuang knew what he wanted to ask and continued directly.

"The gods of the three prefectures bordering Guangdong Lake will naturally not let it go. After several such incidents happened in a row, Yinsi also reacted and believed that there was a monster. Finally, after tracing to Guangdong Lake, the monster dared to use evil. The dream technique threatens the people in the nearby fishing village, wants them to build temples and erect statues, wants to eat the sacrificed boys and girls, and even calls himself the King of Flowers!"

Li Chenghuang sneered when he said this.

Ji Yuan also squinted his eyes and thought, such a thing as a king is actually extremely rare in Dazhen's side. On the one hand, there are very few monsters, and on the other hand, the title of demon king is too heavy.

Li Chenghuang continued talking.

"Since there is no lake god in Guangdong Lake, we and others along the lake have joined forces to wipe out Guangdong Lake. However, the monsters are cunning. The depth of the water in the center of Guangdong Lake is more than a thousand feet, and the inside is dark and complex. There are several fairies in the lake. Hiding at the bottom of the lake, and with the help of water control and their own supernatural powers, they failed to find them. After a month of fruitlessness, we thought that the monsters had escaped along the river. Until more than forty years ago..."

Chenghuang's voice was inexplicable, and he became a little emotional.

"After the spring of that year, there were frequent thunderstorms around Guangdong Lake. On a rare day without wind and rain, a flood broke out suddenly, and several rivers connecting the lake backflowed. , many villages and towns along the lake were affected, and many people were swept away by the flood..."

"The water in Guangdong Lake was extremely strong that month, and it turned out that several monsters in the lake took the opportunity to join forces to release water, wanting to have a good time to replenish their essence and to transform together. What's even worse is that the flood came and went faster. It receded in a few moments, and a few monsters hid in the depths of Guangdong Lake again, and they were so angry that we waited for the gods of the underworld!"

Even now, when Li Chenghuang mentioned this matter, he was still a little bit stunned.

"Just when I was about to put down my face and ask the god of rivers to come to help me, there was a dragon coming towards Guangdong Lake along the river in a thunderstorm. This dragon had left a message to the god on the bank at that time. He came from outside, and he had informed Dragon Lord that he wanted to occupy Guangdong Lake as a place of practice. Afterwards, he entered the lake and fought with the fairies in the lake. Dare to enter the water, after the great lake calms down, Hua Dawang and other monsters will become a story of the past."

Ji Yuan nodded clearly, but it seems that the ink jiao did not intend to become the lake god, it really just occupied Guangdong Lake to practice in it, but this time it was a disaster.

One person and one spirit did not leave, just stood by the lake and waited quietly, the surrounding heavy rain was still "crashing..." non-stop, so today's sky darkened faster than before.

About half an hour after nightfall, the rain suddenly became heavier.

In the eyes of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang, the beating raindrops on the gloomy lake are obviously more lively.

"Crack... Rumble..."

The lightning that suddenly exploded in the sky illuminated the earth, and the thunder that had been silent for an afternoon started up again at this night, especially this first sound, which was enough to wake up some early sleepers.

"Ang Ho~~~~~"

In addition to the sound of thunder, there was a faint sound of dragon chant resounding above the clouds in the sky, and the power contained in it rolled in, causing the thunder to explode continuously.

‘The old dragon is here! ’ ‘Tongtianjiang Longjun is here! '

These two thoughts surfaced in the minds of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang respectively.

In just a few breaths, a dragon-shaped phantom resembling an air current appeared in the rain curtain, rushing straight to Guangdong Lake like a dragon swimming in the sky, and then with a "boom~", the water waves on the lake surface were pushed into the lake.

This time the old dragon did not come to greet Tong Ji Yuan first, but went directly into Guangdong Lake.

When the lake was still swaying after the dragon entered the water, the Qingteng sword also flew back behind Ji Yuan with a blue light.

"Long Jun is very angry!"

Chenghuang looked at Ji Yuan and said something in a low voice, but Ji Yuan just said "hmm" and didn't say anything else.

When the green vine sword passed on the letter, although he didn't retain much spirit, it was enough for the old dragon to understand Mo Jiao's situation at this time. From Mo Jiao's attitude before and the story of the city god just now, it can be seen that The relationship between Mo Jiao and Lao Long is unusual.

More than half an hour later, a stream of water rose somewhere in the lake, and a man in a double-breasted robe walked slowly to the shore with the waves, and cupped his hands at Ji Yuan and Chenghuang.

"Mr. Ji, Li Chenghuang."

"Mr. Ying." "I've seen Mr. Long!"

Here, the old dragon and Ji Yuan saluted more casually, but the Chenghuang was obviously more solemn.

"Boom..."

The thunder in the sky was unabated, illuminating the faces of the three, and the old dragon's expression was even more frightening. He just walked up to Ji Yuan and Chenghuang, and looked at the lake in thought without saying a word.

"I don't know how the situation of Mo Jiao is now. Does Mr. Ying have any continuation countermeasures?"

Seeing that the old dragon didn't speak, and the city god didn't dare to speak, Ji Yuan had no choice but to ask himself.

Hearing his friend's question, Lao Long withdrew his thoughts and shook his head at Ji Yuan.

"The dragon's tendons have been pulled out, and the whole body's energy has been greatly damaged. Even the dragon ball has been damaged, and I have no way to recover. If Mr. Ji hadn't removed the evil haunting him in time, I am afraid that the dragon soul would not be able to survive."

"Nightmare?"

Li Chenghuang frowned and asked, Ji Yuan was equally curious.

"That's right. This kind of deceitful tricks are sinister and vicious, and they are extremely difficult to detect. Under the haunting and outbreak of the nightmare, Mo Rong is like a wild beast that has been beaten back. He can't even speak, and it is even more dispelled and devours the vitality in his body. Ruo Mo If he dies from the nightmare, his soul will become a new nightmare and return to the caster!"

"hiss……"

Ji Yuan couldn't help but took a slight breath, he had never even heard of this vicious technique, sometimes he would rather not know.

"Crack... Boom..."

The thunder once again illuminated the earth, and the old dragon faced Ji Yuan with a frightening and serious expression. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Yuan's pale eyes, which was only seen when they first met.

"Mr. Ji, you are right. Dazhen Qi cannot be broken. Not only can it not be broken, but it must rise. It is best to be strong enough to lead the entire Dongtuyunzhou. It is better to suppress Xiaoxie by prospering the general trend of humanity than a group of demons dancing wildly!"

After Tong Ji Yuan looked at each other for a while, the old dragon raised his head and squinted at the northern sky.

"The ones who attacked Mo Rong were not idlers. He was not allowed to escape back to Dazhen, but he also underestimated Mo Rong's ruthlessness. He tried his best to destroy himself and exploded the dragon ball before he escaped... Over the past few years, there has been chaos in the borders of the two barren continents, and I thought it would not affect Dongtuyunzhou, which is thousands of miles away..."

When the old dragon said this, he subconsciously glanced at Li Chenghuang, and then he cupped his hands with Ji Yuan.

"I'll leave Dazhen for a while, and trouble Mr. Ji here to take care of Gu Morong. There are some things I don't understand yet. Let me go out and talk to Mr. Ji when I come back."

After Mr. Ying finished speaking, he turned into a blurred dragon shadow and flew away.

"Ang Ho~~~~"

There seemed to be a murderous air in the dragon's chant.

"Can Lord Long track down the culprit here?"

"I don't know, but I'm bound to kill myself..."

Looking at the sky, Ji Yuan suddenly understood why the old dragon never planned to set up a "divine seat" to sit on.

After the real dragon flew away, the heavy rain that lasted until night finally stopped.