The clear rain washes away the ashes of the thick smoke, making the rain turbid.
The rolling thunder is deafening, the electric snake lights up the sky, the four gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are working hard to regulate the rain. In the moist smoke, huge warships loom in the black clouds and go to clear away evil spirits everywhere. The war between justice and evil is far from over.
Bai Yujun was silent in the rain, staring at the broken helmets and weapons in the camp that represented the identity of the female guard soldiers, sighing, and turned back to the tent, unwilling to go out.
A few months passed in a daze...
The mission of the female guard camp is over.
I don’t know if a certain general was curious and specifically asked the only dragon belonging to the Heavenly Army to participate in the clouds and rain. Bai Yujun watched the female guard battalion warship lift off through the clouds and go straight to the teleportation formation. The formation flashed and disappeared out of thin air, and she They also need to help with rainfall on the Minglan planet. The black and red fireworks are too large and the four gods will be too busy.
In fact, it is very easy for Bai Yujun to make clouds and rain.
The four gods worked together to summon the rain clouds from the distant sea. I originally wanted to watch the white dragon joke, thinking that one dragon could not do as much as a group of gods, but the result was too unexpected.
Bai Yujun easily surpassed the four divine generals of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. He casually brought heavy rains to wash away the ashes, nourishing all things on the earth and bringing vitality.
Not many gods think highly of Bai's ability to move clouds and spread rain.
I think it is useless and not as useful as a powerful magic weapon. In fact, I have a big misunderstanding about rainfall.
Among them, it is mysterious and difficult to understand. The rain spells mastered by the gods are just forced. All Bai needs is a thought. The talents of the mythical beasts are different. It is said that the magic talents of the Phoenix family are rare in the world, and other mythical beasts have their own supernatural powers. There are always some talents who despise the so-called genius. Otherwise, how can they live up to the name of mythical beasts, and reproduction and birth will be difficult.
When it rains, there are occasional fights and fights with residual evil spirits. The rain is intermittent and very slow.
Unknowingly, it rains in the Minglan world for a year and a half.
Originally seen from space, there were many vast and barren areas in the Minglan world. However, they turned into green areas under the moisture of rain within a year. A certain dragon also received a notice that it would end its stay and return to heaven.
The messengers arrived in the clouds to deliver the documents.
"General Bai, this is your order to return to heaven, please keep it."
"Thank you."
He took the book-sized golden document and folded it in half. On it were written in beautiful calligraphy the date, time, whereabouts, name and many other information. The calligraphy was exquisite, countless times better than a certain dragon's claw.
Are you going back...
Living in the world of Minglan seems to have become accustomed to clouds and rain every day.
Ever since the female guard camp left, Bai Yujun moved to a large camp composed of countless battleships at high altitudes. Things have gone smoothly. When she returns to the camp after completing her mission every day, she always likes to sit outside the cabin and look at the earth. She often uses a special frequency to interact with the Minglan world. Communication is not too complicated, just conveying simple emotions.
Lean on the railing and look out at the setting sun and the sea of clouds.
The ancient earth is gradually enveloped in darkness, the sun sets and the moon rises.
Working hard to slay evil spirits, traveling here and there with clouds and rain to restore vitality to the earth, is not for military success.
Even if there are no troops from heaven, Bai Yujun will still fight for the Minglan world. This is fate and the mission of the dragon clan. I don't know if the other four dragons feel this way, but Bai Yujun, who was born to be cared for by his hometown world, must do it.
The tall ships are lit up with palace lanterns, and the continuous lights of the ships are like a sea of stars. It is very beautiful. Countless streams of light are either in formation or alone, like shooting stars returning to the camp or leaving the warship.
An exquisite palace lantern is lit above the head.
Under the lamp, the golden light shrouds the slender figure beside the railing, the wind blows the hair, and the lamp dyes it golden...
A tall and simple ship, with carved beams and painted eaves above its head, a small figure, the light blue moonlight renders the whole world, and in the distance is the turbulent sea of night clouds under the moonlight...
It's quiet and beautiful, and the gentle breeze brings coolness.
very nice.
I haven’t played a musical instrument for a long time and I always feel that something is missing in my life. Anyway, it is not martial law time now. I looked through the storage bag and found a bundle of musical instrument cucurbits from the innermost part, and took out one at random.
Put it on your lips to brew for a moment, close your eyes and carefully recall the carefree days of Jiuli in the Southern Wilderness, and think of the girl in front of the window who has been quietly looking at the sea of clouds all her life.
The music sounded, friendly, slightly nasal, gentle and delicate, as elegant and gentle as silk...
Gradually, many heavenly soldiers and generals on the warship corridor bridge stopped to listen. The music was gentle and gentle. It was hard to relax from the tension and depression in the past. Those who like music closed their eyes and gently moved their fingers to the rhythm, enjoying a moment of leisurely rest.
The Heavenly Army is dominated by men. They love music, but due to various feudal customs few of them will learn it. Even if they can play the guzheng and flute, they will not perform music in public.
A certain dragon doesn't care, he's not a human anyway.
The soldiers who returned to the camp exhausted and bruised slowed down and listened to the melodious music.
Time is quiet...
Sleepless at night, perhaps because he knew that Bai Yujun was about to leave, and Minglan showed a hint of reluctance and encouragement in the world. She was reluctant to let Long go, but also encouraged Long to be strong and go further.
They did not tell others about being able to communicate with the world. In their eyes, the world planet is just a world. Maybe they dream of being proud of destroying the world, but they don’t know that the earth and sky are the foundation of everything. Without the sky and thick soil, how can there be anything? Colorful world.
Sleepless nights.
…
early morning.
Bai Yujun put on the newly issued armor and carried new weapons and flew to a medium-sized warship.
He handed the document to the Immortal General for inspection, then boarded the cabin door, walked through the heavily armed heavenly soldiers and found a cabin. There were already three casual immortals in different clothes, an old man and two young men and women, who were recruited and hired by the Heavenly Court. The scattered immortals returned to the main world one after another after the war.
He smiled and nodded as a greeting, and found a seat by the window to sit down.
The cabin is very large. Many beds and chairs are placed against the wall and put away for normal use. There are only a few seats or futons for rest. Unless there is no teleportation array and a long voyage is required, the beds and chairs will be put down.
Not long after, dozens of heavenly soldiers and generals entered the cabin one after another, each looking for a place to meditate or chat.
Among them, five mortal immortals and immortal generals came to sit or stand around Bai Yujun, chatting about the battle against Minglan World. One of them was still injured. It was a very common and ordinary scene.
Suddenly, Bai Yujun's pointed ears moved slightly...
Auntie Minglan Planet issued a warning wave, targeting the five immortal generals around her!
With a sneer on his lips, he probably met those bullshit organizations again.
"Yawn~"
Pretend to stretch and unknowingly place your feet in a position suitable for adding strength, adjust your sitting posture, increase the blood flow throughout your body, and adjust your muscles to an explosively tight state!
Close your eyes, then open your right eye and look briefly into the future...
In a narrow space and with a superior number of opponents, I am alone and weak. Scenes of the future are constantly playing out in the pupil of my right eye. After a brief prediction, I close my tired right eye to analyze countermeasures. There are only five. If you are serious, you can still solve it. , what is difficult to deal with is the aftermath.
In other words, a bunch of idiots who think they are ghosts.
Thanks to Minglan World, I sat quietly on my chair and watched the warship slowly start to take off, heading straight to the huge golden teleportation array high in the sky. The runes rotated and lit up, and the bow of the ship entered. After entering the void of the array, I had an extra one in my hand. A two-foot-long black dragon-patterned weapon...
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