After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 78

  Chapter 78 My knife, you can keep it

  Blood dripped from between the teeth, and it also made an obvious swallowing motion.

  He Lingchuan finally understood why his group couldn't find the whereabouts of Tao Bo, the leader of the Baling Expedition Team and the disciple grandson of Zhu Gen. He probably suffered the same fate as Nian Songyu, right?

  Among the people hugging Mao Tao, a bandit warlock suddenly exclaimed: "What is this?"

  He tore off Mao Tao's back collar, and tore off a yellow paper man painted with spells from his back muscle.

   As soon as the yellow paper was torn off, Mao Tao's mania stopped abruptly, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the treasured sword fell.

  In the chaos, no one went to pick up the knife.

  He Lingchuan moved his fingertips, but he didn't reach out after all.

   With a "ding", the spine of the blade faced down, hit the hard paving stone, and broke in two under the eyes of everyone.

  Everyone's actions were like pressing the pause button, they only stared at the broken knife on the ground, and then peeked at the black dragon.

   Broken, the knife is broken!

  Nian Songyu's last words before his death, what did you say?

  Only He Lingchuan knew that the precious sword had deep cracks, and Mao Tao, who was under control, smashed the back of the sword against the wall, making it even more injured.

   This drop to the ground was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

   Several thoughts flashed through He Lingchuan's mind:

  The so-called "God", how do you know that this precious sword is the life gate of the black dragon?

  How did you know that the knife was on He Lingchuan?

  How did Mao Tao know that this knife could be broken?

  Perhaps it noticed that He Lingchuan came back from Nancheng alone in a demon bird, but Sun Fuping's whereabouts were unknown, so it judged that the treasure fell into He Lingchuan's hands.

   What about the other two questions?

  He Lingchuan knew that there might be more and more complicated inside stories involved, but as the white light was swallowed, the answer disappeared.

   Moreover, the white light possessed by Nian Songyu is also a fork, and the end is to be swallowed by the black dragon; if the knife breaks a few breaths earlier, the situation will be completely different.

  The city was as quiet as death.

  Then the illusory creatures such as the demon ape and the demon bird suddenly fell to the ground and turned into fly ash.

  The black dragon swam towards the city wall.

  Everyone couldn't help but retreat, He Lingchuan coughed, and asked bravely, "Is our previous agreement still valid?"

  Although the demonized creatures are gone, the black dragon's combat power has been upgraded, and there are still so many heroic spirits of the Gale Army in the city who obey it. If it wants everyone to die, no one here can see the sun of this world.

  Heilong looked at the broken knife on the ground, then at him, and suddenly smiled: "You are very smart. You can keep my knife."

   Uh, what should he say? "thanks?"

  He Lingchuan picked up the broken knife from the stone surface and put it back into the sheath.

   "No, I should thank you." Heilong shook his head, his voice was actually very peaceful, "In so many years, you are the first person who gave me three toasts without digging the grave."

   Three toasts? He Lingchuan was not surprised, but let out a sigh of relief: "It really is you, Zhong Shengguang."

   This is really a name that is heard by everyone in Heishui City, but it has never been known for a hundred years.

  When others heard the words, they couldn't believe it.

  Situ Han stuttered when he spoke: "He, is he Zhong Shengguang?"

  Zhong Shengguang is a famous player, but he must first be an individual. How could this black dragon be Zhong Shengguang?

  The black dragon ignored the others, but bowed its head to Gale Jun and said, "Escort them out of the Coiling Dragon Wilderness."

   Several leaders of the Gale Army bowed and cupped their fists on horseback, respectful.

   That's right, unless Zhong Shengguang himself, who can make the arrogant Iron Master give up his heart?

  At this time, a voice suddenly came from the south of the city: "Where's the Dafang pot?"

   It was He Chunhua who rushed back with his men.

  As soon as he arrived at the south gate, he found that the battle was over, Nian Songyu was missing, and the black dragon was climbing on the city wall to talk to his son. It seemed that the situation was not tense.

  He immediately judged that the gods had lost.

   So it is my side that has won, but the purpose of this expedition is far from being achieved.

   So many people were lost, just for the generous pot.

"You can't take it away." Heilong glanced at him, "The Dafang Pot is the Panlong City, and the Panlong City is also the Dafang Pot, which has long been connected as one. Not to mention humans, gods can't take it away, otherwise it would not be here long ago .”

   "It's you instead." It turned to He Lingchuan and said, "Your wish may come true."

  He Lingchuan was at a loss, pointed to his nose and asked, "What is my wish?"

  Heilong didn't answer, but turned to Nancheng, and sighed faintly: "My mission has finally been completed." There was exhaustion in the voice, but there was joy, as well as many emotions that He Lingchuan couldn't understand.

  Its dark and shiny body was quickly coated with a layer of gray frost.

   In just a dozen or so breaths, the giant dragon slammed down from the city wall, and the mountain shook for a while, breaking into countless pieces.

   A generation of famous generals has once again turned into the dust of history.

  Endless smoke and dust blowing in the face.

  Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, covered their noses, and held their breath.

   Therefore, no one noticed at all. At the same time that the light in the black dragon's eyes disappeared, a red light rose into the sky from the ruins of Nancheng!

   When the dust cleared and everyone opened their eyes, they realized that they were already standing in front of the temple in the deserted city of Panlong.

  Nian Songyu was right, the black dragon disappeared, and everyone was able to escape from the illusion.

  He Lingchuan opened his arms and hugged He Chunhua: "Father, I thought you were sacrificed by blood!"

  He and He Chunhua were not so close at first, they just followed their inner instincts.

He Chunhua patted him on the back, then broke away, not used to being so close to the eldest son: "Take out the half-cut comb, and the Gale army will stop attacking, so we have time to escape from the formation. You talk to the black dragon the most, do you have a generous pot?" Are there any clues to be found?"

  He Lingchuan wondered: "Didn't it say that the Dafang Pot and Panlong City are connected as one, so it can't be taken out? Besides, we have all left the illusion."

   "He is not a weapon spirit at all, but a resentful soul who died more than a hundred years ago. How do you know that what he is telling must be the truth?" He Chunhua was upset, "We made a huge sacrifice, so how can we return empty-handed?"

  In the past, everyone just thought about escaping from birth, but now that they are safe, they realize that they have nothing and no loot.

  In this adventure, the benefits and costs are not directly proportional.

   No, it was a blood loss.

  Zeng Feixiong also said: "Without the Dafang pot, what about the battle at Woling Pass?"

  Situ Han couldn't help it anymore: "You are all regular troops, wouldn't you be able to fight without the treasure of the gods?"

  He Lingchuan pulled away the long knife at his waist and saw that it was still there, but hadn't disappeared.

  This is probably the only real object in the illusion.

   "What's Daddy's plan?"

  He Chunhua pondered for a while: "Send someone in to have a look."

  The rest of the people took two steps back in unison, no one wanted to go into that ghostly place again.

  He Lingchuan picked up a stone at random and threw it into the well.

   Plop.

  Although the pool water was blood-colored, everyone still saw it sink to the bottom of the pool at a glance.

  (end of this chapter)

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