Marrying a sick dragon

Chapter 94

After the birthplace of the demon spirit fell down, it became a passage to the witch clan. Fu Mingxu thought, if he said that the demon spirit had nothing to do with the witch tribe, he would not believe it at all.

As they got closer, everyone discovered that the dense mist was not an ordinary white mist at all, but almost condensed into real aura.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Mingxu felt his heart and lungs relieved a lot.

As for Bai Huazhi, the moment he saw that this was the relic of the Wu clan, he had a look of seeing a ghost on his face.

He looked at the backs of Fu Mingxu and Han Tao standing side by side, with extremely complicated expressions on his face, as if he was struggling or afraid.

"Let's go." Si Yang held the end of the starry rope in one hand, looked at him coldly, but didn't say a word.

Bai Huazhi wanted to say a few words to him, but his former master didn't even look at him, but pulled the rope, leaving him with a heartless back.

He forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, and said with a wry smile: "Master, I..."

It's a pity that he hadn't said a word before he found that he couldn't make a sound.

In order not to talk to him too much, Si Yang simply gave him the silence technique.

When Fu Mingxu heard the commotion behind him, he just looked back, and then took out the map with the totem of the Wu clan to compare it with the surrounding terrain.

As for Bai Huazhi's follow-up, after all, he was a former traitor of Tian Yanzong, and he felt that it was better for Xianjun Siyang to make up his own mind.

The little guy in the Xuanjing of Heaven and Earth was arguing and wanted to come out, but Fu Mingxu refused for a while, then lost his temper because of his quarrel, so he simply fished him out and stuffed him into Han Tao's arms while others were not paying attention.

There was a small bulge in the front of the originally flat black skirt, and occasionally a cute little head poked out. Fu Mingxu found it cute no matter how he looked at it, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.

Han Tao caught a glimpse of the smile finally showing on the corner of his mouth, he endured enduringly and did not throw away the little thing in his arms, but just stretched out his hand and patted it lightly twice, signaling him not to move around.

Sensing his father's not-to-be-messed aura, Fu Baobao huddled in his arms very well, only poking his head out occasionally, listening curiously to the conversation between the two.

Fu Mingxu saw the vivid expression on his immature face, and the aura exuding from his whole body became more and more gentle.

"Is Wuwang Island shown on the map here?" Fu Mingxu frowned slightly, and Yubai pointed at the center of the map with his fingertips.

Han Tao raised his head and looked around, and his fingertips rested on a corner of the map, motioning him to look over, "Look, although the buildings over there have decayed, the characteristics of the high platform are very obvious, corresponding to the northwest of the map. horn."

The rough fingertips slipped over the tender palm unintentionally, and the completely different touches met, and both of them shook like an electric shock.

"Mother, why is your face so red?" Fu Baobao was puzzled on his small forehead.

Fu Mingxu's ears warmed up, he pushed his head in, and said seriously: "You read it wrong."

Fu Baobao was about to argue, but his head was tapped by Wei Liang's finger, "Quiet."

"Okay then." He had no choice but to obediently lock Hantao's clothes, only a small tail was moving around, and he couldn't be quiet no matter what.

Fortunately, it didn't affect the conversation between the two. The two compared the surrounding things according to the map, and Fu Mingxu was surprised to find that they could be matched in nine out of ten.

He breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and couldn't wait for his father's whereabouts.

In the center of the map is Wuwang Island.

In reality, it was the ruins in front of them.

Things went surprisingly smoothly.

Xianjun Siyang dragged Bai Huazhi to follow, seeing that the person in front had stopped for a while and did not move, he hurriedly followed.

The surrounding leaves stayed on the branches quietly, and the white mist lingered around without wind, as if it was hindering his footsteps.

Si Yang stood outside the white mist, sensing something was wrong.

He took two quick steps and shouted, "Hantao! Fu Mingxu!"

The two people in front didn't look back, and the white mist became thicker in an instant, almost completely covering up the figures of the two people in front of him as soon as he finished speaking.

Si Yang didn't move on, but turned abruptly to look at Bai Huazhi, "What do you know?"

Bai Huazhi shook his head, smiled and kept silent,...

When the white mist changed, Fu Mingxu and the two of them found that Siyang Xianjun, who had been following behind them, had disappeared.

"What's the matter? Did I touch any formation?" Although Xianjun Siyang's cultivation base has declined, he should be able to protect himself, and he is even more worried that some moths will grow out of Baihuazhi, "Hantao, quickly find Look for the eyes."

Han Tao reached out his hand to scoop up the white mist in front of him, then shook his head, "It's not a formation."

Fu Mingxu was stunned, "What is that?"

As soon as he asked, he heard a burst of singing, the singing was ethereal, faintly visible in the white mist, as if it came from a very far away place, and it seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to tell the specific direction.

And the little guy in Han Tao's arms poked his head out extremely cautiously, and whispered: "Mother, Daddy, I'm afraid."

For the first time, the color of fear appeared on his small face, and he looked extremely pitiful.

The surrounding white mist became thicker, and the originally refreshing aura became too thick. Coupled with the singing voice coming from nowhere, the alarm bells in Fu Mingxu's heart sounded all of a sudden.

Fu Mingxu instinctively moved closer to Han Tao, touched the little guy's head, and said in a clear voice, "Don't be afraid, why don't you go back to the mysterious mirror of heaven and earth."

As he spoke, he was about to open the mysterious mirror space, but when he reached there, there was no movement.

"What's wrong?" Han Tao closed his clothes, noticed the slight frown between his brows and asked, "What did you find?"

A wave of dragon air enveloped the two of them, blocking the incomprehensible singing.

The two gained a moment of silence, and Fu Mingxu worried: "The Profound Mirror of Heaven and Earth cannot be opened."

"It should be because of the singing just now." He said after thinking, "The mysterious power in the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror is closely related to the power of law, and the singing just now should be the unique magic power of the Wu Clan, and the two are mutually restraining. "

The witch clan is good at deducing secrets, and its unique mantra is a unique power that can avoid backlash when spying on secrets.

In other words, this mantra is a technique against the power of heaven.

Therefore, the mantra power here should be stronger than the current profound power in the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror, which is why the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror shuts down automatically.

The power of the law is irresistible.

As for why the little guy was scared, Fu Mingxu guessed that Xu was sleeping with him in the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror.

Unable to enter the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror, Han Tao ignored his longing to look at "Mother", stretched out his hand and pressed on his head, squeezing him tighter.

"Let's go."

He couldn't stay in the same place all the time, Fu Mingxu glanced back, it was still a vast expanse of whiteness.

He tried to open the sound transmission channel with Siyang Xianjun, but there was no movement on the other side after tinkering for a long time.

Han Tao's eyelashes drooped, and he took all his hands in his wide palm, and said in a low voice, "He'll be fine."

Fu Mingxu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized who he was talking about. He was about to ask him why he was so sure, but when he saw his slightly pursed lips, his thoughts changed, and his voice changed, "Are you jealous?"

He was answered with a soft "Yeah."

Fu Mingxu smiled and shook his hand back as an answer.

The two walked forward slowly holding hands, keeping an eye on everything around them.

Fortunately, even in the white mist that can cover everything, the dragons who are born to roll in the sea of ​​clouds will not lose their direction.

They walked forward along the direction marked on the map, and as time passed, the white mist that surrounded them slowly dissipated.

The danger Fu Mingxu imagined did not come, and a strange idea even popped up in his mind.

Isn't this white mist blocking them?But to prevent others from following behind them?

But what is that strange singing voice?

After about half a day, Han Tao stopped walking.

"arrive."

The white mist had completely dissipated, the two stood still, Fu Mingxu looked at the big pit at his feet and asked, "Where is Wuwang Island?"

The silver moon is rising, and there is actually night here.

But the most surprising thing is not this, but the position where they are standing should be the location of Wuwang Island on the map, but now, Wuwang Island seems to have disappeared, leaving only a black bottomless deep pit.

As the moonlight poured down, Fu Mingxu stretched his head to look down, but saw nothing except dizziness.

The joy of being about to find Wuwang Island disappeared under the vain changes, like being poured a bucket of ice water from head to toe while carrying a warm basin in your arms. Not only did the carbon basin go out, but also yourself Feeling cold.

Fu Mingxu reopened the map, wanting to make sure again.

Maybe they got the location of the map wrong.

Just when he was about to open the map, Han Tao who was beside him seemed to sense it, and suddenly put his arms around his waist and jumped into the air.

The speed of jumping up was too fast, the map in Fu Mingxu's hand slipped out of his hand for a moment, and fell directly into the bottomless pit.

"My map!" He instinctively wanted to break free and go for it.

Just as he was bending over, he keenly heard a "hissing" sound.The sound was sharp and thin, but the scope was not small, as if many things that could make this sound gathered together.

Fu Mingxu's scalp felt numb when he heard it, and he froze when he bent over to fish for the map. He could only watch helplessly as the map fell into the dark pit without making any sound.

And he also followed the direction where the map fell to see the source of the sound.

Under the watery moonlight, a piece of silver light is like shallow waves blowing from the sea level, constantly pushing towards the direction of the deep pit.

After looking carefully, Fu Mingxu clearly saw what was under the waves.

It was clearly a group of silver snakes spitting out letters. Those snakes crowded together and fell into the deep pit without thinking about their own safety.

Most of these snakes are silver in color. Under the moonlight, they look like silver waves from a distance.

"Then what's down there?" Fu Mingxu felt his scalp go numb for a while, and those snakes came one after another, as if they were endless.

The sound of the wind whizzed by, there was no point of support here, and the two of them could only float in midair.

The thick dragon aura enveloped the two of them, Han Tao put his arms around his waist, and then patted the little guy who was twitching uncomfortably on his chest, "It should be a sacrifice."

sacrifice?

Fu Mingxu suddenly remembered the scene on the mural before, and when he lowered his head to look carefully, he saw that although the silver snakes were crowded together, they did not fall down by accident.

Their slender bodies are arched, their tails are tightly pressed to the ground, and their triangular heads are slightly lowered to spit out letters.

If the deep pits are the high platforms in the murals, they are like people kneeling respectfully, offering sacrifices without hesitation in an extremely humble gesture.

The moonlight was like water, a huge full moon replaced the previous crooked silver moon, and the moonlight poured out from the sky, reflecting the group of silver like a silver ocean.

Obviously, the movements of these silver snakes are definitely not natural phenomena.

Han Tao also thought of this, he jumped out of the deep pit with his arms around Fu Mingxu.

The two of them didn't dare to land directly, but found a safe place with open surroundings and floated in mid-air, vigilantly observing everything below.

"The moon has become bigger." Fu Mingxu raised his head and said in surprise, "Hantao, do you think there is something in the middle of the moon?"

As his words fell, the waves pushed by the silver were like sea winds blowing on the sea level, turning into huge waves in an instant.

Pushed by the huge waves, all the silver snakes finally jumped into the deep pit.

The ceremony of the silver snake is over.

Fu Mingxu's whole mind was attracted by the huge moon, and the watery moonlight weaved into a dense net to capture his mind.

A faint singing sound came from the moon, as if a goddess was singing a song in the full moon.The singing was a little familiar, and it was like the lullaby his mother hummed to him in his sleep.

"Wake up!"

Fu Mingxu felt a pain in his mouth, and his consciousness returned immediately. Han Tao held his wrist tightly, as if he was about to fly to the moon in the last breath.

He subconsciously touched his mouth, and the slightly swollen touch felt the slightest pain.

"Why are you biting me?" Fu Mingxu glared at him and complained, "It hurts to death."

Han Tao snorted coldly, and spoke with confidence: "You didn't respond when I called you, so I can only bite you."

After finishing speaking, he moved and took Fu Mingxu away from the area covered by the moonlight.

The two stood under a dilapidated wall, and the flying eaves cast shadows under the moonlight, just covering the figures of the two.

After getting away from Yuehua, the strange thought of running to the moon in Fu Mingxu's mind disappeared.

Han Tao still hugged him tightly with one arm, Fu Mingxu felt a little panicked, and caught a glimpse of his slightly raised neck when he looked into the deep pit.

Tuoxiu is a blessing that he can see at night after he ascends. He can clearly see the Adam's apple on his neck and the smooth skin.

The instinct for dragon's blood reappeared a little bit, but it didn't overcome Fu Mingxu's desire to find Wuwang Island.

The two stood next to each other quietly, the defensive formation formed by the dragon aura perfectly blended with the natural cover, no one could notice that there were two people hiding here.

The moonlight poured out by the huge full moon is getting brighter and brighter, but the area covered by the moonlight is gradually shrinking.

Until the end, the moonlight was poured into the deep pit like flowing water.

The singing became clearer and clearer, and the two of them were always vigilant, keeping their consciousness clear, and quietly waiting for the upcoming changes.

And just before the last moonlight poured into the deep pit, Fu Mingxu actually saw Bai Huazhi appear on the edge of the deep pit.

What about Immortal Siyang?

Fu Mingxu was shocked, just as he was about to make a move, Han Tao pressed him down.

His thin lips parted, signaling Fu Mingxu to look again.

Then Fu Mingxu saw Bai Huazhi retreating to the side, and a man in black robe flew out of the deep pit.

Without any cover, the face of the man in black was perfectly exposed by the bright moonlight.

It turned out to be Qi Muyuan!

Fu Mingxu never expected that two people with a strange relationship would appear here at the same time, and it was not like they met for the first time.

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I am coming!