Cliffs, castles, laboratories.
Buzz~
The buzz from Order resounded fiercely in his mind, knocking away most of Luo Qing's spells.
He looked at the books on the ground in confusion, unable to react for a moment.
Is this order crazy? What are you yelling about?
Then a big red light lit up in his mind, forming a flame pattern.
The scarlet color flashed wildly on this pattern, and the suffocating sense of urgency kept urging him, making him feel a wave of irritability.
"This is..." Luo Qing's brain gradually resumed operation, and his eyes became serious when he looked at the information given by Order: "Someone has touched time!"
He couldn't help but think of the devil dragon. In his memory, the devil dragon came from the future and was not born now.
But he has always had a doubt. If the devil dragon from the future comes to the present, where is the devil dragon now?
The righteous energy and black energy between heaven and earth began to swirl like an afterthought at this moment, and the black energy turned into a whirlwind and rushed into the place where Daolong was retreating.
Zhengqi, on the other hand, had no intention of coming over at all and kept flying away.
The thoughtful look in Luo Qing's eyes became more intense. He put away the magic book and walked out of the laboratory.
In the plot, Xiaoyu comes with the demon Xiaolong in the future, so will it appear now?
He looked at the moonlight in the middle of the night, and suddenly a passage appeared next to him, and the night doctor's voice rang out: "Mr. Saint, the order gave me a hint and asked me to clean up a guy named Devil Xiaolong. Do you know this?" Something?"
Luo Qing paused for a moment, shook his head and said: "You can't be reckless with the world's diseases. Sometimes villains need a chance to change their ways. Mr. Night Doctor can go about his own business first. If I can't handle it, I will call you." .”
The night doctor was stunned. The patient's wound in his hand was being sutured quickly. He couldn't help but sigh: "With Mr. Saint here, why worry about the disease being unable to be cured? I'll leave it to you."
"You're welcome, this is our doctor's duty." Luo Qing replied with a smile, and the epidemic doctor corridor in front of him gradually disappeared.
He looked at the stars in the sky, and there was some sadness in his eyes. This world is full of loopholes. If it cannot be repaired, it will be a sieve.
Time cannot form a closed loop, and I don’t know if there will be a so-called parallel world. Or maybe I hope the devil dragon comes from a parallel world.
If it really was time travel, that would be terrible!
He slowly walked out of the castle, flew up slightly, and came to the top of the castle. He looked at the jungle under the moonlight. What will happen in the future?
"Donkey kick, jackal catching rabbit, tiger fighting style, elephant punch, elephant kick, kangaroo jump, earthquake punch"
In the quiet night, Ah Fu's voice could be heard faintly, and the jungle in the distance was also trembling. From a distance, I thought there were some prehistoric beasts hunting there, which looked a little horrifying.
"Ah Fu." Luo Qing thought for a while and shouted.
His voice spread far away. Suddenly, the trembling in the distance stopped instantly, and the louder and louder sounds of moves began to approach quickly: "The flying dragon is in the sky, the hamster is on the wheel, and the cheetah is galloping."
Along with the sound came the hot breath, which slightly warmed up the cold temperature at the end of November.
"Antelope leaps, cat lands, boss!" After two jumps, Ah Fu landed smoothly and shouted to Luo Qing, cupping his fists.
Luo Qing looked up and said calmly: "Ah Fu, go to Wa Long to protect him."
Luo Qing thought for a while, waved his hand, and an Ah Piao exuding bloody chill appeared and slowly attached to Ah Fu's green arm: "If you encounter an invincible guy, let this guy feel fatal." crisis, so that I can know the situation on your side."
If the demon dragon is really reborn, then he must know the importance of Black Hand to him.
After all, if everything goes smoothly, the entire Blue Star will become a solid backing for his alchemy and magic.
Luo Qing plans to let all major forces grow various materials, and some alchemy potions will gradually loosen restrictions, and even high-level or epic-level alchemy potions may be opened.
If Black Hand is gone now, although it won't hurt his muscles and bones, it will be enough to make him miserable for a while.
"Okay boss." Ah Fu didn't say any nonsense. After speaking, he turned around decisively and disappeared into the jungle after saying "The Dragon Crash".
Luo Qing took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards the castle. Although the order was marked, it didn't locate the demon dragon. Where could he find someone at night?
Order seemed to be really anxious. When the only two Order saints were somewhat defeated, the red light in their minds flashed more intensely.
More information slowly appeared, making Luo Qing pause and unable to locate it? Demonic Dragon Source·Guardian of Demonic Power?
He frowned and couldn't help but look up at the order again, ah, what's going on?
The devil dragon and the holy master have reconciled?
After thinking about it, Luo Qing still planned to fail. Anyway, the balance was not greatly affected, which proved that the devil dragon was not very strong.
When the magister is not there, fire six layers of destructive energy and one shot will send him to the west. Let's wait until he causes trouble!
Luo Qing yawned, silently walked to his room, and closed the door with a bang.
How could Demon Xiaolong's rebirth style be better than his time-traveling style? Ignore it for now.
Early morning, Dad’s Antique Shop.
Ring ring ring.
The crisp sound of wind chimes broke Dad's meditation.
He raised his head and saw a golden-red figure and was stunned. He looked at the visitor's somewhat decadent expression and said cautiously: "Beetle, you"
Mr. Wen sighed: "Hey! Old Haha, I'm here to say goodbye. The sacred stage has been defiled for five years. Over the years, we have performed all over the world, but the sanctity of drama has been defiled in many regions."
He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily: "I plan to visit these places again, try to make up for these stained places, and return all the ancient artifacts that can be recovered to others."
Dad was silent and sighed as he looked at the crowd outside Dad's antique shop that was getting busier.
"Beetle, although drama has an ancient heritage, it is the beginning."
The father's words were interrupted. Mr. Wen raised his hand and said in a slightly gentle tone: "Old haha, I know what you want to say, but that's not important. I don't care what the things passed down from our ancestors looked like in the beginning. , but they cannot be destroyed in my hands."
Mr. Wen's tone was very firm and serious: "I want to pass it on cleanly!"
Dad looked at Mr. Wen for a long time, and he showed a sincere smile: "Beetle, you still haven't changed."
After saying that, he stood up and hugged Mr. Wen, and said in a rare and useless way: "I hope the next time we meet will not be sixty years later."
Mr. Wen was silent for a moment and said, "I will, I promise!"
As he said that, he took a step back, watched his father bow apologetically, turned around and walked out of the antique shop silently.
The father was startled, then smiled and said loudly: "Beetle, in my heart, drama will always be sacred."
At the door, Mr. Wen stopped slightly, with a heartfelt happy smile on his face again, and slowly blended into the crowd.
He wanted to apologize to the team he led for insulting the most beautiful and sacred thing in the past, but it seemed that this was not enough to shake the faith in the hearts of these old guys.
In Dad's antique shop, Dad's eyes showed sadness, he turned around and walked into the kitchen.
I'm old and can't sleep anymore, so I'd better cook for the juniors.
Time passed slowly, Xiaoyu yawned and came down from upstairs, glanced at her father and muttered: "Dad, I'm going to school."
"Xiaoyu, wait a minute, let's have breakfast first." Dad walked out with sandwiches and milk and said gently.
When Xiaoyu looked at it, there was a trace of disgust in her eyes that seemed to have not yet woken up. She stepped forward and took the milk, drank it in two gulps, and burped.
"Okay, I'm done eating. I still can't take the edamame sandwich. Goodbye, dad."
As she spoke, Xiaoyu wiped her mouth, put her schoolbag on her back and walked out.
"You really don't know how to appreciate it. This is a delicacy in the world. Chen Long and Tru love it very much!"
Dad's voice came from behind, making Xiaoyu curl her lips. Is that food really edible?
Walking on the increasingly lively streets, Xiaoyu couldn't help but yawned again. She played too late yesterday and had to catch up on her homework when she got home. Now she was almost sleepy, and she couldn't resist the sleepiness even after washing. .
While walking, a sudden pulling force hit Xiaoyu and she exclaimed: "Ah, yes."
But while the words were still in her mouth, someone immediately covered her mouth. She looked at her kidnapper in panic, and the next moment she was stunned.
The pure black tights set off her very curvy figure. She wore a hood on her head, which half covered her gentle yet strong eyes. The faintly exposed hairstyle made Xiaoyu feel.
This person is so familiar.
"How about I let you go now, but you can't yell?" The gentle voice sounded as expected, with a hint of domineering in it, making people subconsciously not want to refuse.
Xiaoyu nodded, and when she felt the hand covering her mouth leave, she immediately shouted: "Uh-huh."
"Xiaoyu, listen, I am you, but I am you five years later. You can ask me questions. If I can't answer, then it's okay for you to yell." Dayu said a little hastily.
Xiaoyu stared at her blankly, not even noticing that her mouth was loosened. She murmured: "Me in five years?"
"Yes, I am you who are eighteen years old. A lot of things have happened in the past five years. The devil dragon has touched time, and I am here to ensure that the worst things don't happen." Dayu breathed a sigh of relief and said with certainty.
Xiaoyu came back to her senses and looked at the person in front of her with a somewhat critical look. She struggled a bit and said, "Let me go first!"
Dayu smiled and let go of Xiaoyu's hand.
Xiaoyu took a step back, cleared his throat and said, "Uncle Long said it."
"Don't talk to strangers, don't chew with your mouth open, and don't spit everywhere, right?" Dayu supported his chin with one hand and answered in a casual tone.
Xiaoyu was stunned and looked at her and then at himself: "Wow, cool, will I be able to travel through time in five years? Then"
Dayu covered his face helplessly, and raised his other hand: "Don't ask, you haven't fulfilled your promise in five years, that guy didn't give you a chance at all."
"Forehead"
Xiaoyu was speechless and crossed her arms: "No, what I want to say is, why didn't you travel a few months earlier? Go back to the beginning and ask me not to invite him to dinner!"
Dayu (°ー°〃): Yes, why didn’t I think of that?
(End of chapter)
