Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Chapter 128 The Demons and Snake Gods of Xianzhou

Waves of howling wind sounded outside the Linyuan Realm cave, and the rising rain curtain alternately changed directions in the sky. Every time the howling wind passed by, thousands of rain strands were thrown out, and the white sheet was like a snowstorm.

Standing on the roads on both sides of the Linyuan Realm cave and watching, it was a team that could not be seen to the end and only felt like a tidal wave.

Hundreds of dark red Mighty Dhamma Clan flags were held high and fluttering in the air, whistling in the wind. The cloud cavalry soldiers wearing silver chain mails did not look away, and dense raindrops fell from the sky and fell on the armors. A crisp echo like iron.

The leader standing in front of the team was not the Chang Heng Siming that people imagined, but a strange woman with flying black hair and green dragon horns. At this time, an official from Luofu Sixth Division was surprised to find that The woman turned out to be Ao Shuang, the Dragon Lord on the Yaoqing Immortal Boat. She was a ruthless person who could not even stop General Feixiao when he charged into battle.

At this moment, the female Shura is standing at the front of the team, willingly opening the way for Chang Heng Siming. If you look closely, you can see that there is so much respect and admiration in the eyes of the Dragon Lord that it almost overflows. Come on, no different than a little fangirl.

The people of Luofu and the officials of the Sixth Division who witnessed this scene were in a state of excitement, just like when Liu Bang and Xiang Yu saw the ceremonial guard of Qin Shihuang's southern tour after unifying the six kingdoms, with the flags shining in the clouds and the iron frame shining in the sun, and they said to themselves, "This is what a man should do."

The crowds on both sides of the road suddenly burst into deafening cheers and applause. Even Yun Qi, who was standing on the outside responsible for maintaining order, couldn't help but look around and couldn't help but raise his hands to applaud. The eyes under the mask were already looking at the sight, and he was praying in his heart. That dedicated businessman had better not be kicked away by the surrounding Vidyadharas, otherwise his credit points and currency would be in vain.

Fu Xuan raised her arms and clapped gently, but looked at Jing Yuan beside her. Jing Yuan was silent as usual, but this time she felt an inexplicable sadness emanating from General Jing Yuan's side.

Especially as the chariot that Chang Heng Siming was riding in slowly drove out of the Linyuan Realm cave, the sadness seemed to burst out in an instant. She seemed to see fatigue and sadness in the general's eyes, and there was also a kind of sadness. Helplessly difficult.

"Could it be that the general is recalling his beautiful childhood days..." Fu Xuan pinched his chin and thought thoughtfully.

I think the general's childhood must have been wonderful... otherwise the general wouldn't have tears in his eyes...

The chariot drove slowly through the cave of Linyuan Realm, and the beam of light was projected down inch by inch, followed closely by the drizzle of rain, which was filled with a faint salty smell.

Jiang Fan blankly rubbed the jade pendant with a magpie pattern in his hand. The darkness in front of his eyes was slowly eroded by the sunlight falling down. The silent sound of the sea water in his ears was gradually filled with the cheers and applause of the crowd. The rain fell from the sky and pattered on his robe.

He raised his head and looked around, only to find that the street in front of him was crowded like a big pot with dumplings. What he saw was a face full of flushed faces, and their voices were hoarse, just like the high-pitched voices of Xianzhou's good voice. The singer, if he hadn't known that he was still in Luofu, he might have suspected that he had returned to the Black Tower Space Station to walk on the red carpet.

"As expected of Jiang Fan." Xing praised.

"As expected of Jiang Fan." March 7 also said sincerely, "In such a big scene, he still maintains the appearance of not changing his face despite the collapse of the mountain in front. He is worthy of being a new era scholar. He has seen many big scenes. If we, I have already started to feel nervous and restless.”

"No, I mean I really know how to show off. I don't hold an umbrella when it rains. What's the difference between this and Xue Zhiqiang when he's in the rain? Does it mean that he will think of his ex-girlfriend who passed away due to illness when it rains? Does Heita know? I You must read his book."

"Before you say this, can you put down the whiteboard you are holding?" March Qi looked at Xing, who was holding the whiteboard in both hands and digging in with all his strength, and couldn't help laughing.

Yunqi from the Ming-Child clan, who was holding a formation sword, was also startled by this loach-like guy. He might have been frightened by the equipment and demeanor of this enthusiastic fan. He really didn't expect that his own Dragon Ancestor would be so enthusiastic. fan.

At first, Yun Qi of the Ming Dharmadhara clan wanted to take this fanatical female fan away from Longzu's chariot, but who could have imagined that this woman was as stubborn as a donkey. He puffed up his chest and motioned for them to take a closer look at the relationship with Jing Yuan and Fu. Xuan's photo was taken, and she was shouting that she and Longzu were close friends, and they were each other's good brothers, and there were other things like life-saving grace.

She and Long Zu had scavenged waste, she had formed a team with Long Zu, and she had slept with Long Zu. Ao Shuang, who was acting as a vanguard, was so angry that she almost pulled out her sword and understood this guy on the spot.

It was true that this woman was so eye-catching that Jiang Fan couldn't help but glance at it, but after inadvertently glancing at the whiteboard that the woman raised her hands above her head, he could no longer look away, because it read "Undertake Holding". Autographed by Ming Long Zun Jiang Fan/daily photo album photos/private photo album photos/photos with Ming Long Zun Jiang Fan (additional money)].

"Your sister!" Jiang Fan couldn't help but look at the man again. He had a black plastic bag on his head, and he tore three holes with his hands to expose his eyes and nose. Although he was wearing Xianzhou-style clothes, The robe, but the temperament that is ready to come out and the whiteboard content and behavior with no lower limit, even with his eyes closed, he can smell the scent of this guy's body.

There is a saying, if this guy stood in front of any shop with an AK47 in his hand, he would probably be considered a criminal who wanted to kill people and put out fires.

I don’t know if this guy is a dog. Jiang Fan’s gaze shifted away for a few seconds before the guy noticed Jiang Fan’s glance. She pulled off the plastic bag on her head with her backhand, revealing what she thought was With a kind smile, he shook the whiteboard in his hand at Jiang Fan desperately, and poked his own face with his fingers, fearing that this old noble man would forget things.

Jiang Fan quietly put away the jade pendant he was holding tightly in his hand, took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and then gently nodded in the direction of Xing, with a cold voice: "Let her come over."

"Good brother! Thank you for your hard work!" The star wormed his way into the formation of the Vidyadhara clan, stopped beside the chariot and put down the whiteboard in his hand, "It's so hard for me to wait for you! Even the Black Tower You tied me to a cactus and I didn’t reveal any information about you, I miss you so much!”

Jiang Fanxin said it’s not hard work, no matter how hard it is, how can you be as hardworking as you? If you don’t know, you might think you are an underground revolutionary comrade who is in contact with me, and I can smell the smell of copper on your body from a long distance away. Can you please wipe the content on the whiteboard clean before you stir things up again?

Seemingly noticing Jiang Fan's gaze on the whiteboard, Xing raised his foot and kicked the whiteboard far away, pulled his robe and said sincerely: "Hey, I don't do those kinds of business, it's just that I'm soft-hearted. I really couldn’t withstand the pleading eyes of the people in Luofu, so I did what I could.”

When he said this, Xing pulled out a few T-shirts with Jiang Fan's Q-version portrait printed on them from the robe on his chest. He also unscrewed the cap of the roller pen and showed what he thought was a sincere smile. He smiled shamelessly. With.

"The train set's funds are tight... you know... I just want to improve the living environment of the train set. All the remaining money will be donated to Beloberg's charity fund to buy a few sets for Lord Hook and Clara. Paper, I think Lord Hook will thank me..."

Jiang Fan glanced at the positions of Yue Qi and Jing Yuan in the crowd for a few times before looking away, motioning for Xing to follow the carriage and not obstruct the view of the convoy's progress.

"Where's the Black Tower?" Jiang Fan took the T-shirt from Xing's hand and signed his name on it with ease.

"Heita has returned to the space station, but the ancestor is still parked in the backyard of Longmen Inn. Don't worry, if he wants to hurt you, Heita will step over my and March Qi's bodies." Xing patted his chest.

"Well, Dan Heng..." Jiang Fan raised his head and wanted to say something to Xing, but his eyes inadvertently stayed on the fox girl behind Yu Kong for a moment, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Ox demons and snake gods..."

"What the hell? Dan Heng is a monster and a snake god?" Xing wiped his face that was soaked by the rain, raised his head and continued Jiang Fan's words.

"It's okay." Jiang Fan shook his head and threw the signed T-shirt in his hand towards Xing, "I have nine and you have one, otherwise it will be a fake. If you sell it, you will pay ten for it."

"What! You are taking advantage of others!!"

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The slow progress of the plot is not because I am afraid of being stabbed in the back. I dare to write a simulation of Jingliu. Of course I am not afraid of backstabbing. It is just the emotional issue between Jingliu and Jiang Fan that requires it.

She is not the tough Cocolia, nor the Heita as stubborn as a donkey. Jingliu is just silly and sweet in love. Naturally, she cannot accept the reincarnation of life that Jiang Fan describes to her all at once. Of course, there are twists and turns in it. , otherwise I will forgive you in the next chapter, and everyone will be happy in the next chapter, so why are you interested?

You say you love me, give me electricity and gifts, Zundu is fake!

(Let’s see who doesn’t show off!!)