nashuaworldcup Chapter 384: A Smell of Aotian
Chapter 384: A Smell of Aotian
Old Fu didn't know about the agreement between Bai Lan and Gongsun Sha, so when he saw the ice coffin wrapped in a red ribbon in front of him, his tone suddenly became subtle.
"Is it because I have been asleep for too long that I can no longer keep up with the etiquette and communication between you young monks? Or do you actually like this..."
People like Bai Lan do seem to have some special hobbies, thought Mr. Fu.
"No, I don't like it. Take back your weird speculations."
"Well, I won't speculate anymore. Let me tell you something concrete. For example... there is indeed no seventh-level monster in the tower as you guessed, but there is a seventh-level divine beast hiding in the dark and observing you. Judging from my intuition, it has strong murderous intentions."
The killing intent was strong? If he wanted to kill her, he would kill her. A dignified seventh-level monster, after having the killing intent in his heart, he just hid in the dark and observed her.
"...Tell me in detail." Bai Lan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
"There is the breath of the dragon clan in the distance. Due to your magical power that requires refining dragon blood to practice and the hostile gaze at the bottom of the Qianlong Abyss, I suggest you leave quickly. The dragon clan will take revenge for any slight, and they are not to be trifled with."
Bai Lan looked alert. She nodded slightly, saved the game first, and then approached the ice coffin on the platform step by step.
"You still went there even though you knew there was a dragon? You are trying to kill yourself, girl!" Old Fu suddenly became anxious.
Bai Lan said calmly: "Don't worry, if Long wanted to kill me he would have done it long ago... Besides, you know me well, if something really happens you will be the first to take the blame."
If Bai Lan lives, Fu Lao lives; if Bai Lan dies, Fu Lao dies.
Mr. Fu: "...How disrespectful of the elderly."
Bai Lan walked slowly to the center of the ice coffin, looked at the ice coffin in front of him that was emitting bursts of cold air and the jade slip in the distance, first looked around, then raised his hand with lightning speed and quickly put the ice coffin and jade slip into the void stone, then planned to turn around and retreat.
"Wait a minute."
Sure enough, just when Bai Lan was about to run, something unexpected happened.
The pressure from the seventh-level divine beast was overwhelming, instantly pressing down on Bai Lan and restricting her movements.
In fact, he was not restrained at all. Under the blessing of Master Fu's spiritual consciousness, Bai Lan could still move.
But she still pretended to be unable to move, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
"People? Humph."
A white light flashed before his eyes, and a young man with green dragon horns on his head, scales on his forehead and a long green dragon tail behind him slowly appeared in front of Bai Lan.
The young man had a cold expression, and there was murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at Bai Lan.
The seventh-level demon beast is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage among human cultivators. It can transform into a human form, but it still retains some of its beast form.
For example, Zi Yu's fox tail and furry ears, the young man in front of him who doesn't look like a human is undoubtedly a dragon transformed into a human form.
If she could defeat them, Bai Lan would really like to raise a dragon... or a group of dragons to help her practice her magical powers.
You still have to have dreams.
After all, creatures like Long Aotian and Bai Ling cannot be placed in the Void Stone. Once the child of destiny disappears in this world, the Heavenly Dao will go crazy in the next second.
"Human, you smell like dragon blood. Have you ever killed one of my kind?"
The young man spoke in a deep tone, with a stern face like a green dragon coffin, his tone was gritting his teeth, and his voice was cold.
"You can take pills randomly, but you can't say random things. Do you have any evidence?"
The young man said nothing, but just walked around Bai Lan. He was gradually becoming murderous, but he never took action.
"I don't need a reason to kill you."
Having said that, he never took action. He only dared to use his pressure to sweep Bai Lan around, trying to make her lose her composure.
"You want to kill me, but you dare not kill me. Let me guess, who is it because of? Could it be Master Suiyun?" Bai Lan suddenly smiled.
"If you were not Suiyun's man, you would have turned into a pile of dry bones by now." The young man spoke in a cold voice, and then he withdrew his pressure.
Bai Lan's expression flashed. To make a seventh-level monster swallow its anger like this, could it be that Master Suiyun has some leverage over the dragon clan?
"Human, I will not kill you now, but you must tell me everything you know, including the whereabouts of the victim dragon!"
Bai Lan raised his eyebrows and secretly communicated with Fu Lao: "Look, my guess was right, right? If he wanted to kill me, he would have killed me long ago. Why would he need to observe secretly? And... this Long speaks like Long Aotian, which is really annoying."
"This person... this dragon does speak in a way that is somewhat similar to Long Aotian." Old Fu nodded.
After the pressure dissipated, Bai Lan stretched his muscles and handed the modified version of the Dragon Taming Technique from his storage bag to the young man: "Don't worry, take a look."
"This, this is..." The young man took the jade slip and read it for a while. He became more and more angry and trembled with anger: "Dragon Controlling Technique? Who created this technique!!!"
It doesn’t matter that Bai Lan smells of dragon blood. This magical power is simply too arrogant!
Riding a dragon takes a lot of courage; they are divine beasts, not some running birds that look cool to ride!
"This technique was created by a man called Hegui Laomo."
"Where is this person now?" The young man said coldly, "Anyone who offends our dragon clan will be killed no matter how far away they are!"
"This person is now in the Demon Palace, and his cultivation is at the late Nascent Soul stage. I advise you dragons not to be ungrateful. He Gui has a high level of cultivation, and the Demon Palace is even more powerful. You dragons cannot afford to offend him."
Anger burst out from the young man's eyes: "You are playing with fire! Human! If you were not from Suiyun, you would have been turned into powder by now!"
Bai Lan's nose felt itchy. The smell of Aotian was so strong that it almost caused her rhinitis.
After saving the file, Bai Lan frowned and said, "Just to digress, what's your name?"
The young man said in a cold voice: "My name is Yun Tinghan, but only my beloved can be called by this name, human, you are not worthy!"
Bai Lan sneezed on the spot and immediately got goose bumps all over his body. The taste of this name.
She was clearly in Long Aotian's script just a second ago, so what is she doing now?
She didn't even need to ask the system to know the identity of the person in front of her. It was definitely Bai Ling's harem, and the domineering Dragon King fell in love with her.
"System, check if a person named Yun Tinghan, a member of the Dragon Clan, is Bai Ling's concubine."
A minute later, the system's voice sounded in my mind.
"Yun Tinghan, of the bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon, a divine beast among divine beasts, the best among the best, lost his memory due to an accident and was rescued by Bai Ling, who was at the Jindan stage... Well, I don't need to go into detail about what happened next, in short, he fell in love."
Bai Lan automatically ignored a familiar emotional experience, and only two words echoed in his ears.
Zulong, Zu, Dragon——