"I choose..."
The rough and rough hands of the strong man slowly stretched out towards the white paper umbrella in the middle.
Life is actually a process of constant choices. Each choice faces different results, either good or bad.
The faces of the people around were different.
Most were silent, while a few gritted their teeth and wanted to stand up.
"Demon dragon! The fate of our human race should be in our own hands! Why should you control it!"
"You! You! And you!"
The angry person's face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled heart-breakingly. He pointed at the strong man and the silent ones. The person being pointed lowered his head and said nothing, not daring to look at the angry person. The old man holding the dragon-seeking plate trembled. , not intimidated by the dragon's power, but sobbing, with his dry beard trembling slightly.
Silence, numbness, exhaustion, guilt...
"How can we ignore the teachings of our ancestors? Are we worthy of our ancestors? Have we forgotten all the teachings of our ancestors?"
Tears mixed with saliva.
Angry at not fighting, even more sad and indignant at the ruthless fate.
The strong man's hand trembled and he slowly lowered it, holding ten copper coins tightly in his left hand, struggling fiercely in his heart.
Bai Yujun glanced at the angry people calmly.
"This dragon is not interested in the fate of the human race. Back then, countless people forced me to do something to change the fate of the human race. You must see clearly. I am talking to you now. Do you understand?"
If it were true like the legend, these people would have been wiped out long ago without any chance to talk.
Guarded by the North Gate of the majestic heaven, with the cultivation of heavenly immortals and divine beasts, being able to stand here and talk to ordinary people is enough to prove that Bai Bai is not an indiscriminate killer.
Too lazy to listen to their useless nonsense.
Just as he was about to urge the strong man to buy an umbrella, he suddenly heard more footsteps, and his pretty face began to look impatient. It seemed like such a simple matter would never end.
The giant dragon in the sky was slightly agitated, its head shaking and its teeth bared.
There were many people running from a distance, including men, women and children, elderly people who smelled of soup and medicine, village women with worried faces, and dolls holding wooden knives. Was the whole village here? Did you just run over to help in a daze?
No wonder, a large group of people suddenly ran away carrying weapons. The family must have been anxious and worried, but it was only a disservice.
The dragon's power is oppressive, and those with a strong body and will can take a few steps closer.
The others who were far away fell.
Crying and shouting, it was like parting from life and death, it was a noisy mess.
Bai Yujun raised his head and took a deep breath, becoming increasingly impatient.
He roared with his fangs exposed.
"I've had enough! Doing a drama about joys and sorrows, right? What a shame! Didn't your ancestors, the dragon hunters, say that this dragon is a cruel and terrifying beast!"
The cold words extinguished the excitement that had just arisen, and the strong man vaguely felt that something bad was about to happen...
Bai Yujun turned his head, dragon scales appeared...
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls, black clouds stir!
The strong man smiled bitterly and muttered, feeling sad and helpless.
"Look what we've done..."
The words just fell.
"Ho~!"
The roar of the dragon was deafening. A long white divine dragon appeared in the broken inn. Its huge dragon claws stomped on the ground. Its body was winding and undulating like a mountain. Pieces of huge dragon scales slid past the eyes. Humans are too small to see that there are actually some glistening white scales. Fine lines are arranged in an orderly manner all over the surface.
The pressure is extremely strong.
The dragon's body rises and falls, looking down at the common people.
The dragon hunters were shocked, frightened, desperate, and deeply self-deprecating.
Hunting dragons, slaying dragons, what can you do to kill this huge and terrifying creature in front of you? Not even the giant in the spiritual world, Shenhua Mountain Chunyang Palace, can do it, right? What on earth were the ancestors thinking? Have you eaten too much Wushisan?
Bai Yujun lowered his head, aiming his dragon eyes at the dragon hunters as much as possible, and the breath from his nostrils made many of them roll.
A low rumble in the throat with each breath.
The ferocious bone spurs, the cuticle bone armor all over the head, the domineering dragon horns, the fangs, and the slightly upward shape of the front end of the dragon's mouth, which is suitable for biting and swallowing, all indicate that it is a beast that is good at fighting!
Especially the white dragon pupils are really mysterious...
The vertical pupil in the middle is so deep that it seems endless, with no end in sight...
He raised his head and stepped forward, the hut collapsed, his long tail swept across the trees, and the ferocious dragon spoke with its mouth. The sound was like muffled thunder, and even caused ripples in the water on the ground.
"Maybe I just made you forget what a real dragon looks like, and now you are the real me."
He lowered his head again and sniffed with his nostrils.
"I am familiar with the so-called dragon hunter smell and taste, I will never forget it!"
"ridiculous!"
"Those stupid people are fanatical for stupid beliefs! Manipulating the fate of the country? Manipulating the human race?"
He moved his dragon claws and walked around irritably.
People on the ground fell on their backs.
The brawny little boy, the four Dragon Scale Seekers and everyone else tried their best to cover their ears, but the thunderous sound penetrated into the soul and was completely unstoppable...
"I've known for a long time that they can't stop being stupid! Forcing their descendants to inherit hypocritical beliefs!"
"Standing firm in the death of generations! They are already dead! But they imagine that the poor descendants are as stupid as them!"
The upward curved dragon's mouth at the front end is mocking.
"Fighting against a huge divine beast with a small force! It's heroic! It's also ridiculous!"
"I use many of them as food! I burn them with fire! Do whatever you want! Watch them turn to ashes in the fire!"
"Now! Force future generations to endure the flames and killings again!"
The huge dragon head passed over the crowd, and the bone spurs on both sides of the jaw were sharp. Several angry people struggling to stand were swept away, and the screams stopped abruptly.
"I'm right here! You can't even break my scales! How about slaying a dragon!"
Longan is red.
"Those despicable villains are long dead!"
"So what if I barely escaped with my life! I planted fear in their hearts! I saw them tortured by nightmares every day! Sink in the flames! Die of illness in despair!"
"Dragon Hunter? You're talking like you can kill me."
Looking down from a high altitude to the ground, you can see a giant white dragon meandering around and moving around at will.
Finally he stopped and looked down at the strong man.
"Now, it's time to make a deal."
Transform yourself.
He transformed back into his half-human, half-dragon appearance, and his toes were slightly suspended a foot above the ground.
"Little guy, have you made your choice?"
The strong man nodded tremblingly.
Bai Yujun was very satisfied. He stretched out his slender white hand and waited for the payment transaction. After being delayed here for a long time, it was time to end it. There was no need to remember people who didn't need to be remembered.
This time, he didn't look at the red umbrella or the white paper umbrella.
The rough palm stretched above the small palm, spread it out, and ten copper coins fell down.
Wow…
At the same time, he held the gray paper umbrella among the floating paper umbrellas side by side with his other hand. He held it in frustration. When he held the gray paper umbrella, he felt much relieved. It was time to end. What the ancestors should do most is how to let go. Let the younger generation live, rather than let the younger generation die.
Bai Yujun smiled lightly, put away the copper coins, and the deal was concluded.
"You should be lucky that you don't have to die."
Only gray means giving up everything and ending.
The strong man held a gray paper umbrella and smiled in pain. Yes, you should be lucky.
In the crowd, an old man holding a dragon-seeking plate bowed his head and bowed tremblingly.
"Thank you Shenlong for sparing your life. I have one more thing to ask for."
"oh?"
Bai Yujun smiled playfully and motioned to continue.
"More than a thousand years ago, our ancestors made a big mistake out of ignorance, but this land did not deserve to suffer this disaster and became a desperate situation. Please ask Shenlong to save this land. Please..."
The old man knelt down immediately, and the others followed him and knelt down again.
"Ask the dragon to save the land..."
Still somewhat conscientious.
At this time, Bai Yujun sighed, yes, this land should not be like this.
"I see."
Turn around, grab two umbrellas and disappear instantly.
