Well, it turns out to be a female dragon. Thinking of calling her Mr. Long before, Xu Nianchen couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Now the two of them could only look at each other. Xu Nianchen and Zhou Xing'er burst out with a mental shock that could cause serious damage to the peak of the Formation Realm. Naturally, it consumed a huge amount of energy. The sea of spirits had dried up, leaving no remaining energy. Both of them were desperately working on their spiritual cultivation skills, trying to regain enough strength to kill each other before the silver dragon.
Recalling Yin Long's previous words, Xu Nianchen asked out of curiosity and delay: "Ms. Long, you should have recognized that we are not the ones who stole your child before. Who made you seem to have lost your mind? ?”
The silver dragon remained silent, but there was still undisguised, human disdain on his face.
Seeing that Yinlong ignored his words and showed such an expression, Xu Nianchen suddenly felt a little embarrassed and couldn't say anything more.
It was Zhou Xing'er who spoke up, "Aunt Long, please tell us. If we encounter him in the future, we may be able to help you find your child."
"Hmph," the silver dragon finally said with a sneer, "You are not all the same. I know you are hunting here. If my guess is correct, you must have come here to kill me."
Zhou Xinger lowered his head, not knowing what to say. But the silver dragon sighed, "It doesn't matter, you two smell strongly of the Star Gods. Maybe this is the only hope." Zhou Xing'er and Xu Nianchen looked at the silver dragon in astonishment, only to see it close its eyes. , seems unwilling to recall that painful memory.
"That person should be a contestant like you. He should be from the Demon God Realm. He is not very old, but his cultivation has already reached the fifth level of Formation Realm. He is very powerful. More importantly, he faces When I was there, it actually gave me a sense of oppression when facing a superior. With such strength, he made a sneak attack on me, seriously injured me, and even took the opportunity to kidnap my unborn child." Speaking of this, its anger seemed to It affected the original injury and let out a mournful cry.
"Furthermore, his extremely high level of magic took advantage of my grief and anxiety to form a mark of demonic thoughts in my consciousness, leaving only madness in my consciousness."
"By the way, his name is Mo Wudao."
"Is it him?" Xu Nianchen and Zhou Xinger recited the name silently in their hearts at the same time.
"I've told you everything I need to tell you. If you meet him, help me keep an eye on my child. Of course, I can't ask you for anything." Then, the silver dragon slowly closed his eyes and spoke with a smile. Helpless and relieved, he calmly said: "Kill me."
"What?" Zhou Xing'er exclaimed, "The evil thoughts deep in my consciousness can no longer be reversed. Instead of being replaced by another me in the struggle and pain, it is better to end it happily."
Although this was originally their goal, Zhou Xing'er couldn't bring himself to do it at this time, tremblingly holding the long sword with the newly recovered mental power.
Xu Nianchen watched all this in silence, "Just be satisfied with it." The silver dragon's situation was similar to what he had guessed. If it hadn't known that it was dying, it would not have entrusted its children's hopes to strange humans.
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The points of Xu Nianchen and Zhou Xing'er have indeed increased significantly, reaching second and third place, and there is only a small gap between them and Mo Wudao, who is in first place.
"Xiao Chenzi, shouldn't we continue to hunt holy beasts like this? Many of them are innocent lives." Although Zhou Xing'er's ranking has risen, he has been in a low mood.
Xu Nianchen was silent for a long time, "Humans and gods are essentially human beings, but you gods enslave and plunder humans wantonly. In your eyes, the life of a human may be like weeds on the roadside, which can be trampled at any time. Not to mention these saints Where is the beast?”
"Nianchen, I..." Zhou Xing'er was speechless for a moment and could only look at Xu Nianchen apologetically.
"I'm not blaming you. What I want to tell you is that this is the law of survival. The strong are respected. The weak have no ability or qualification to complain about the injustice of fate." When Xu Nianchen said this, his heart was very heavy. . These are the concepts his parents instilled in him since childhood. Although cruel, they are true enough.
