Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Dun Wan did not expect that this battle of Wangdi Mountain would wake Yan Duncheng completely, which is no different for him than the great news, even more exciting than getting the fruit.

How many days and nights, how many gatherings are scattered, how can Jiangdu not worry about his heart when he sees only Yanchengcheng alone in the divine realm, and doesn't know where the smoke rain and dance bamboo are? It's just that he's not a very expressive person, and in his heart, he's worried about everyone he loves.

Yan Tincheng's clap, the feeling of the river dust made him unbelievably happy, even a sense of the next generation, because on several occasions, Yan Tincheng was cold to himself, completely unlike his beloved loved ones. This time, Yan Tincheng did not say one more word, but that look, one clap, made the heart of the river dust, became unbelievably excited, dumped the country, finally not late.

Mu Ling Dongchen also did not leave the embrace of the river and dust, looking at the tear marks in the corner of Yan's inclined city eyes, and the feeling of helplessness, surprisingly, all she had in her heart was love and compassion, and no envy.

However, it is impossible to say that she is not jealous, although she clearly knows that she is not qualified to be jealous, Yan Duncheng Fenghua Generation, the temperament is de-characterized, in front of her, the advantages of her facial appearance of the generations, is also vain. She likes Jiangdu, just like a gentleman. If it wasn't for life and death, she wouldn't have fallen into the arms of Jiangdu so unceasingly. But at this moment, Mu Ling Dongchen couldn't bear to leave, because she was afraid to leave, she would be rejected by Jiangdu a thousand miles away. With such an immortal woman, why would her husband ask for it? Will he add another look to himself?

Muling Dongchen has always been very confident in herself. The excellence of Jiangdust does not prevent her from falling in love with such a demonic man, but Yan Chencheng is the biggest obstacle to her, at least in front of her eyes.

Women are the most sensitive animals. Especially when she heard Yan Duncheng say that Sister Zhu and Sister Yu in the morning, she understood that there is absolutely no one woman beside Jiangdu, and even these pride goddesses in the world of pride are willing to accompany Jiangdu wholeheartedly and have a passion for him.

Jiangdu's embrace is warm, but she doesn't feel that kind of hot concern, because Jiangdu's heart, wholeheartedly pounded on the girl beside her, the slight smile at the corner of Jiangdu mouth, although it doesn't represent anything, Muling Dongchen can see that the smile, was never there.

Yan Tincheng tightly embraced the river and dust. There was nothing in her heart to ask for. All she wanted was to be able to hold the river and dust quietly. That was it, until she was old.

Mo Ling Dongchen eventually left the embrace of Jiangdu and looked at him from afar, like his favorite toy, but it didn't belong to her, but Mo Ling Dongchen was still unwilling to give up.

“All these years you've suffered. Duncheon.”

Jiangdu's heart was filled with thoughts about Yan Duncheng. Although it had been seen before, it was not her heart. In all these years, Jiangdu felt ashamed of Yan Duncheng, and it was only natural to pursue her again. The love in his heart, like an old wine, will only become more fragrant.

“With you, neither bitter nor bitter. ”

Yan Tincheng said softly, lying on the shoulders of the river and dust. When she was with the river and dust, all the shadows were swept away. Even all the hardships, all the grievances, are no longer important.

“By the way, Dusty, Rain and Jiang, are they okay now? ”

After a long time, Yan Tincheng raised his head above his beautiful face and said in a heavy tone.

“Alas.”

Jiangdu sighed and shook his head.

“I don't know where they are now, but according to my father, they should also be in the divine realm, except I don't know where they are. ”

Jiangdu is full of self-reproach.

“You shouldn't blame yourself too much. Xiao Yu and Jin Ji people have their own personality, they will definitely be fine. Not to mention the vastness of the divine realm, how can it be so easy to find a man like a needle in a haystack? ”

Yancheng held Jiangdu's hand and comforted him.

“Nonetheless, it was always a heart attack in my heart not to find them one day. ”

Jiang Dun bitterly smiled, silently nodded, some words, he can only bury deep heart, man pressure and suffering, not three words and two words can speak clearly. Like Yancheng, she can cry, she can be weak, but not herself, he is the top beam pillar, even if the sky collapses, can not fall.

“Don't worry, I'll come with you to find Xiaoyu and Jiang. ”

Yan Tincheng said seriously.

“Okay!”

Jiangdu is in a great mood. Although the whereabouts of smoke rain and bamboo dancing are not known yet, even if he searches the corners of the sky and turns the whole divine realm to the sky, he will definitely find the bamboo dancing and smoke rain. When Poor Bi falls to Yellow Springs, he finds his lover.

“But who is that man? Look at her, like she doesn't want to wake up in your arms, huh? ”

Yan Tincheng said delicately, but how can Yan Tincheng not be angry when he is a girl and always has his temper, especially when he opens his eyes and sees a strange girl in the arms of Jiangdu?

“Cough, just a friend, don't speculate. ”

Jiangdu coughed and grinned.

Mo Ling Dongchen in the distance also heard the words of Jiangdu, in her heart, like a thorn of tremendous pain, yeah, how can she compete with her? In the eyes of Jiangdu, I am just an ordinary friend.

Muling Dongchen laughed at herself. She even felt that she was making a little love to herself at this moment, but if she liked it, she would never retreat easily.

“Hmm, isn't it normal friends, you know that in your heart. ”

Yan Tincheng's words made Jiangdu shrug his shoulders helplessly. Some things were said more than others. Instead, it was an excuse. The darker it became.

The river and dust looked up, and the 10,000-year-old iron tree under the Canghai Moon Gorge, which was concealed in the sky, is now completely lost.

However, Purple Creek was sitting there quietly, as if the old monks had settled in.

“Brother Zi, you're really good at this. Still practicing. ”

Jiangdu laughed, Zixi also woke up at this moment, and looked at everything around Jiangdu with amazement, as usual, except that the immense 10,000 years of iron trees no longer existed.