The Legend of the Dragon King

Sure enough, Dance Long Sky took him into Tiandou Cemetery, and all the greening he had seen earlier from outside the wall was inside the cemetery. A big tree lined up neatly, between trees, is a tombstone.

The dancer drifted in blank and walked in here, his whole person seemed like a ghost.

Tang Dynasty Lin came to this kind of place for the first time. From time to time, he looked around. There were very few people in the cemetery, and only occasionally could he see someone worshipping.

The dancing sky seemed to have entered another state, taking him to one of the gravestones on the innermost side of the cemetery before stopping.

The tombstone is tall, with just a few simple words on it, Dragon Ice Tomb.

Who is this? Looks like a woman's name.

“Give me a minute.” The dancer turned his head to Tang Danglin and said that his voice was no longer cold, only gentle.

“Yes.” Tang Mailin stood aside.

The dancer added a piece of white cloth to his bare hands, then walked to the tombstone and began to wipe it carefully. His movements were very gentle, as if touching something extremely precious.

The tombstone was not dirty, there was only one layer of pumice, and under his purge, it quickly became white as a jade. Tang Mailin only noticed that the tombstone itself was a little whiter than other tombstones, erased pumice and hidden a faint fluorescence.

Dancing the sky's eyes were always gentle, even the previous melancholy and sad disappeared. At the corner of his mouth, he even had a slight smile that Tang Mailin had never seen before.

He didn't speak, he wiped it so quietly, the whole person seemed to be in a strange state.

Tang Danglin wanted to go up and help, but I don't know why, he just didn't dare to go forward, afraid to interrupt the state of dance, he felt a little depressed in his heart, even had a feeling of breathlessness.

A tombstone, the dancer wiped empty feet for an hour before completing. After wiping, he returned to the tombstone and looked at it, with a gentler smile on his face. Smiling like a spring breeze, it seems to melt all around.

“You like white, so I'm wearing white. ”

“You said you liked to see me laugh, then my smile would only bloom for you. ”

“Ice, in the other world, are you okay? ”

The dancer said softly, his hand, gently touching the words "dragon ice" on the tombstone, no tears, only a smile.

Leaving the cemetery, it's already evening.

Dance Long Sky recovered cold again, Tang Danglin dared not ask, just follow the dance teacher. That dragon ice, it must be the dance teacher's family, right? Or the kind of lover you met?

Changkong didn't explain it to him, he just took him back to Tiandou City.

The lights in Tiandou City are brilliant, bustling people cross the streets, streets and alleys, various shops are already open. Buying, selling and trading various items.

Dance Sky seems to have returned to normal, but in Tang Dan Lin's heart, the image of the dance teacher has changed slightly.

Dance teacher is not a completely cold person! He said his smile was only for that man.

“What do you want to eat at night?” The dancer turned around and asked Tang Mailin.

“Me? Anything!” Tang Mailin replied.

"Let's go eat noodles. Extremely tasty noodles. ”

It is rare to see him describe a kind of food, and Tang Mailin was somewhat curious.

It is indeed a delicious noodle, Tang Mailin ate the 10th bowl, it is already the 10th time to marvel. The noodles are strong, the soup is delicious, accompanied by meatballs, vegetables, it looks simple, but it's delicious.

He ate only one bowl of noodles, one at a time. To his surprise, Dandelion saw tenderness again in his eyes. Without a smile, but with a handsome dancing sky, his tender eyes seemed to melt all the women in and out of this lesser noodle shop.

Even from time to time, someone comes in and wants to talk to me.

Dance Sky's answer was simple. He just looked at Tang Danglin across the street and said faintly: “This is my son. ”

Son, son...

In fact, Tang Dynasty Lin and Dance Long Sky do not look alike. Tang Dynasty Lin's eyes are particularly large, and he is gorgeous. They are all super handsome little Zheng Tai. The dancing eyes are relatively narrow, handsome and cool.

But just as a group of beautiful women looked at each other with a sense of similarity, just in a hurry, no one really questioned their relationship with the “father and son”.

Son? Tang Mailin had no objection, but his eyes changed when he watched the dance. He can feel that today's dance teacher is very different from the cold on Peace Day.

After six months of practicing with Long Sky, he increasingly discovered that the dance teacher was not as cold inside as he had shown, and on the contrary, there seemed to be a very strong emotion under his cold appearance.

When I went to the cemetery with him today, at first, Tang Mailin was still a little scared, but then after watching the various acts of dancing, all he felt was sympathy.

He must have lost his most important man.

The noodle parlor shows a strange sight, a teenager, filled with empty bowls in front of him, and opposite him, a young man with only one bowl of noodles, eating them one at a time, as if they were tasting the best food in the world.

This is a strange combination that can easily attract attention.

“Let's go.” Having a bowl of noodles, Dance Long Sky took Tang Mailin back to the hotel.

“Meditate, get up early in the morning.” After a brief wash, the dancing sky sat on its own bed and began meditating.

Tang Mailin walked lightly to the window and looked out through the window. The sky was late, but Tiandou City still had a brilliant light. This city made Tang Mailin feel good. Unlike Donghai City, which is full of high-rise cities, it is full of historical precipitation and more humane.

Tang Dynasty Lin is still small, of course he doesn't understand, this is a feeling caused by the humanistic environment, and more importantly, the precipitation of history gives him a feeling.

The sky outside had just changed from dark to dark blue, and Tang Dynasty Lin was awakened from meditation by the dancing sky.

The obvious effect of Xuantian Gong is much stronger than the original, Tang Mailin clearly felt that his soul strength has a very noticeable improvement. After his previous deep meditation, he seemed to be a little different. It was a sense of convergence, as if power and soul were united, and the sense of suddenness brought about by the original bloodline disappeared.

Tang Mailin felt that although his strength was not significantly enhanced, his body should be more able to withstand it.

“Come on!” the dancer pushed open the window and waved to Tang Mailin.

Tang Dynasty Lin hurried to him, and Dance Long Sky grabbed his arm. Tang Dynasty Lin just felt a breeze. The next moment, they had come to the roof of the hotel.

Dance Long Sky stood behind Tang Mailin, his hands cuffed to his head, his fingers on his jaw, his thumbs pressed against his temple, and the other three pairs of fingers pressed against the point on his face.

“Feel the spiritual power I've driven, and I'll take you to the Purple Eyes. Breathe like Xuantian Gong swallowed, looking east. Every morning, before the sun rises, there will be a smear of fish belly in the far east. When it appears, it will be accompanied by a little purple gas. Our Tang Gan's unwanted purple polar magic eye is to absorb this purple gas to enhance his own eyesight. At the same time, this way of operating and absorbing it is to cultivate the mental strength of the pharmacy. Do you understand? ”

“Understood.” Tang Mailin's comprehension was fine.

Soft and some cool soul power slowly fills the Tang Dynasty Lin facial points from the dancing fingers, Tang Dynasty Lin suddenly feels that his whole face has a refreshing feeling, like it has been washed with a spring of fresh spring, can't say comfort. Especially the eyes, with these cool airflow infiltrations, he noticeably felt his eyesight boost and everything in the distance became clearer.

He silently remembers the direction in which the dancer's empty soul moves on his cheek.

“Gather your soul and follow my lead. Xuantian Gong's breathing remains unchanged.” The dancing sky warned.

Tang Mailin hurried to do as he said.

Driven by the dancing sky, the entrance became very familiar. Soon, Tang Danglin himself could control the power of the soul to operate according to the purple eye.

At this time, far away from the sky, a smudge of fish appeared quietly, at the same time, the purple meaning that Tang Mailin had never noticed before flashed.

Suddenly, he felt that the purple meaning seemed to amplify in his eyes, followed by a warm, warm sensation full of eyes. Underwater consciousness flows out, but it does not drip, but rotates around the eye circle under the power of the soul, infiltrating the eyes, unspeakable comfort, that little warmth, is sucked into the eyes, into the thin * * position around the bottom of the eye.