The Dream Master

At a glance, Shen Li saw that the tall figure was naked, with green fangs, two masses of fiery hair on his head, and fins on his back and elbows, and it was indeed the blue water nightstalker that he had seen in Alexandria.

However, unlike what I saw back then, Qing Shanke's body is now full of breath, and has already reached the late Mahayana stage.

After saluting Ao Hong, Qing Rebuke looked at Shen Li with some suspicion, scratched his head, and finally recalled after a moment's hesitation, and couldn't help but say in surprise, "You are!"

"Qing Rebuke, don't be rude, Brother Shen is now a True Immortal realm cultivator." Ao Hong laughed.

It was only then that Qing Rebuke noticed it, and couldn't help but rub his chin and tsk, tsk, tsk.

With a twist of his wrist, Shen Luo handed back the silver five-stranded Heavenly Fork with a horizontal grip and said with a smile in his mouth.

"Daoist Friend Qingzhao, it's been a long time."

"So, it's been too long since I've seen you, and I've been thinking about that year ......" Qing Shanke took his blades with both hands, and his eyes drifted upward, as if he was about to reminisce about the past.

When Ao Hong saw this, he knew that once he opened his mouth, he would not be able to stop again, and he was busy stopping him.

"Qingzhao, let's not talk about anything else, how is the Dragon Palace? My father he ......"

"Ninth Prince, you'd better go back and look at it yourself ......" said Qing Rebuke with a long sigh as soon as he heard this, his face then became a bit ugly.

When Ao Hong heard this, his heart sank.

Qing Rebuke sighed and turned around to lead the way, while Shen Luo and his friends immediately followed.

When we arrived at the main gate of the Dragon Palace, an originally majestic three-story, nine-column, inlaid gold and white jade plaque tower was half-collapsed, and a pile of broken jade was piled up like broken bricks and tiles.

A few people went through the gatehouse and walked inside, but almost none of the original exquisite buildings on both sides were intact, and as far as the eye could see, there were broken walls stained with blood.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Scold, how is Long Sheng?" Shen Xiaoguang's gaze was slightly glazed and asked.

"You mean that little shrimp? He is no longer here." Qing Rebuke said, looking back at him.

"Were they also killed in this battle?" Shen Luo asked.

"No. Little shrimp cultivation qualification is average, many years ago has been delayed to break the state, see life span is not much, so tried a risky method, but unfortunately failed." Qing Rebuke shook his head and said.

He knew in his heart that there are always accidents on the road of cultivation, and it is impossible for everyone to have smooth sailing.

"It's good if you don't succeed, because you don't have to live in this bad and chaotic world." A moment later, Qing Rebuke suddenly smiled.

Shen Luo also didn't know what to say.

As we went deeper into the Dragon Palace, the destruction of the houses on both sides became more and more serious, and many bodies of the water descendants of the Dragon Palace could be seen in the collapsed ruins, so it could be seen that the fighting was more and more fierce on this side.

Along the way, a few shrimps and crabbers can be seen, cleaning up the mess, rebuilding some salvageable buildings, and gathering up the bodies buried in them.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed towards us from the front.

When she gazed at him, she saw that he was headed by a tall, handsome man with a long, elongated figure, wearing a purple robe with a round neck and a carved dragon pendant hanging from his waist, with his hands behind his back and an indifferent look on his face.

To the right behind her, half a step apart, followed a beautiful woman in bright red armor, whose figure was quite outstanding, slightly plump but not voluptuous, and with clean and elegant features, had a contrasting sense of beauty.

Behind her back was a large, broad-bladed sword that did not match her size, and her gaze almost always rested on the tall man in front of her, a woman's thoughts that could not be hidden from her eyes.

Almost shoulder-to-shoulder with the woman was a white-haired, bow-backed old man with a kind face, long eyebrows that almost covered his eyes, and a green cane in his hand, who looked no different from a senile old man of the human race.

Behind these three men, there was a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, each with a heavy look and a murderous aura as they held blades in their hands.

As soon as he saw these people, Ao Hong immediately quickened his pace and greeted them.

"Second brother, Yuan Bo." As he approached, he took the initiative to cupped his fists and said.

Shen Lu's heart also sounded Ao Hong's voice at the same time: "This is my second brother Ao Zhong and the Dragon Palace Prime Minister, Ancient Chinese Ancient Greek."

Qing叱 saw this and rushed up, bowing.

The Chinese government said that the Chinese government will continue to provide assistance to the Chinese people in the future.

"The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the photos of the children and their parents.

"I'm sorry that I was late in coming back," he said. Ao Hong sighed in his heart, busy picking up the Chinese alligator who wanted to salute him, and said sadly.

Alligator Singh said, "It's okay, it's good to be back, it's good to be back ......." Alligator Singh patted Ao Hong's hand and his eyes were moist.

"Lao Jiu, why did you come back by yourself? What about the foreign garrison under you?" In the meantime, a purple-robed man named Ao Zhong swept his gaze behind Shen Li, seeing no one else, and said indifferently, "In the meantime, I can't help but raise my eyebrows slightly.

In the meantime, I'm going to introduce you to a new friend of mine who has been with me for many years, but has never been a guest at the Dragon Palace. ...... Ao Hong said, "I'm used to this," he said.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ao Zhong.

"What time is it, and you're still bringing outsiders back, isn't the house messy enough?"

Ao Hong's face looked a little unhappy when he heard the words.

He has always been at odds with this second brother, who is so different in age from himself, but has always respected him as an elder brother, and has never been willing to make an issue of it, even when he has been made to feel uncomfortable and derided.

Just as he wanted to argue, Shen Li reminded him with a heartfelt voice.

"Brother Ao, there's no need to worry about these trivial matters, it's better to go and meet with the Dragon King first to clarify the situation at hand."

Ao Hong hesitated a bit, and only then did his appearance relax.

However, his brief pause and change in demeanor all fell into the eyes of Ancient Chinese.

The Chinese alligator was very impressed by the fact that he was a veteran of the Chinese government and had been an aide to the Dragon King for many years, so he quickly figured out that it was Shen Li who had dissuaded Ao Hong, and he nodded to him in return.

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