The person being discussed by Wen Qiao and Mo Yishu was lying on the dragon's back with a look of embarrassment.
Quan Yao was being carried away by a blue dragon and was running away wildly.
Right in front of a stick of incense.
Quanyao appeared in a high altitude, falling at a rapid speed.
Never imagined that a blue dragon would emerge from the horizon.
In this way, in order to save his life, Quanyao could only hold on to a large tuft of mane on the dragon's body like a life-saving straw. For safety reasons, he even tied the tuft of mane to himself as a safety belt, and then he lay down On the dragon's back.
What's not so good is that there are several dragons flying behind this dragon, as if they are chasing the dragon in front of her.
"Well, would you like to help me find a place to put down the escaped..."
Quanyao gave a very considerate suggestion.
The main reason is that the wind on the dragon's back is too strong, and she will catch a cold if she continues like this.
On the other hand, it is not easy for her to participate as an individual in such a game of chasing and escaping.
The howling sound of the wind was so loud that I didn't know if the dragon in front of me could hear it. Soon, the blue dragon swooped and flew towards the dense forest. Quan Yao, who was afraid of being scratched by the branches, could only bury his face in the long and long face in front of him. In deep blue mane.
After a while, the strong wind around me weakened.
Just when Quan Yao stuck his head out, his whole body flew forward due to inertia.
Directly in front of her was a towering ancient tree hugged by five or six people.
Seeing that she was about to have a close contact with the ancient tree, she felt her neck tighten as she flew forward, then suddenly stopped.
Quanyao breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in his heart.
Thank you gods and Buddhas for your blessing, Amen!
"Human Race!"
A clear and magnetic voice sounded. Quan Yao looked back following the voice and saw a fair and handsome face, with a sharp chin and a stern expression, like a god overlooking the mortal world.
Quanyao was temporarily confused and could only imitate the other party, wrinkled her little face, and spat out seriously: "Dragon clan!"
The man loosened his grip on Quanyao's collar.
pat-
Quanyao lay on the ground, and a dog came to chew the mud.
"Hey, are you polite? Can't you say hello before letting go?" Quanyao complained and got up holding her chest that was hurt by the fall.
The man glanced at Quanyao and focused on Quanyao's waist.
"Are you polite when you tie my hair around my waist?"
"..."
Lowering his head, he saw a strand of dark blue hair hanging around his waist. He looked along the long hair and finally fixed his gaze on the man's head.
Just one glance, Quan Yao felt that he had learned a lot.
"Your hair... is so long!"
It can literally mop the floor.
The man snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the hair tied around Quanyao's waist was loosened. The next moment, the man's long, floor-length hair slowly became shorter and became waist-length hair. The color of his hair was still blue. .
The man straightened up his appearance, turned around, and raised his feet to leave.
Quan Yao hurriedly chased after him.
"Well, may I ask, do you know where this place is? How do I leave?"
"This is Kongtong territory. If you want to leave here, there are many roads. The main road is Genghai, and there are many small roads. As long as there are rivers, lakes, wells, etc., they can lead to the outside. But not every river, every river, etc. Both the lake and the well can lead outside."
The man talked as he walked, Quan Yao followed him and silently memorized it.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after learning that I could leave through this.
"Thank you...but I still have a question. I wonder if it's convenient for you, brother, to answer it?"
"You said."
"I wonder, brother, have you ever heard of the Cold Realm?"
"What did you say?"
The man was a little shocked. His steps forward suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked at Quan Yao with a bit of scrutiny.
It is well known that Kongtong Realm is divided into four realms. Even to the outside world, only four realms are known. As for the Cold Realm, except for the Dragon Clan, it is basically not mentioned to outsiders.
and so……
How did this person know about the cold environment?
Seeing the man's solemn expression, Quan Yao couldn't help but be startled, and became even more careful when speaking.
"You are so excited. Is there something wrong with this place?"
The man thought for a while and replied: "There is nothing wrong with that place. I am just curious. Is there anyone you know there?"
Quan Yao was a little dazed when she heard the man ask this. She replied: "There is one, Qingkun, do you know?" The man's eyes flashed slightly.
"have no idea……."
The ancestor of the Dragon Clan, the Supreme Elder Qing Kun, has been recognized by everyone from high-ranking officials to young children!
"I don't know, I actually don't know." Quanyao's initially pleasant mood turned into disappointment.
"Is that person important to you?" the man asked tentatively.
"Is it important?" Quan Yao was a little confused and said in frustration: "I don't know..."
She only knew that he was very kind to her.
Try different ways to coax her.
Touch her horn.
"My name is Ying Xingyu, what's your name?" the man asked.
"My name is Quanyao, you can just call me Yaoyao..."
"Okay, Yaoyao..."
The next second, a strong wind blew across his face, and before Quan Yao could react, Ying Xingyu had already disappeared.
As soon as Ying Xingyu disappeared, four dragons descended from the sky. They transformed into human forms and surrounded Quanyao.
"Human race!" The seventy-year-old man in brown robes spoke, looking at Quan Yao with cold eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.
"She has Ying Xingyu's aura." The middle-aged man in red robe said solemnly.
"Ha, Zhengchou couldn't find an excuse to deal with Ying Xingyu, but I didn't expect that he would actually bring the handle to the door..." A trace of pride and joy appeared on the face of the charming man wearing a red quilt.
"Ying Xingyu colluded with the human race and tried to overthrow the Western Realm royal family. This excuse is enough for Ying Xingyu to die thousands of times." The old man in green robe said sadly.
Quan Yao's face was expressionless after hearing the general idea.
"You have a grudge against Ying Xingyu, please don't take me with you, thank you..."
"Haha, little girl, breaking into the Dragon Clan privately is a capital crime..."
Quanyao: Sorry, it’s not considered a trespassing, it can only be said that it was a combination of circumstances...
Quan Yao was eventually taken away.
As I walked, I felt the power of the strong wind again.
At last……
It's an honor...
Cold and fever one-stop service...
……
Cold environment.
Ying Xingyu stepped into the cold realm, and the nerve-breaking pressure came towards him, forcing him to retreat.
"The royal family of the Western Region responded to Xingyu's request to see the Supreme Elder..."
"The elders have ordered that the cold environment be closed to thank guests, and any trespassers will be shot without mercy."
A female voice answered Ying Xingyu.
Ying Xingyu didn't have much emotion, but continued: "I would like to ask the waiter to report to the elder that Ying Xingyu has something to ask for..."
"The elders have ordered us to close our doors and thank guests in the cold environment..."
"This matter concerns Miss Quan Yao's safety, so I would like to ask the waiter to report it as appropriate."
"..."
……
Western Realm, Royal Dungeon.
Quanyao was casually thrown into the cage, and in her daze she heard the jailers discussing whether to torture her.
"This human race looks sick and looks like she is about to die. Do you think we should torture her?"
"If you don't use punishment, you can't explain it to the superiors. What if you run out of energy after using punishment? I heard that this person is related to the third prince, but I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking."
"How about a little punishment first?"
"Is this really good? Will I die?"
"Anyway, if you die early or die late, it's still death. What's the difference?"
"That seems to be true..."
Quan Yao was confused: Just... the dog beeped.
