However, in a few words, there was a kneeling person in the camp. Even after Bai Nianqiu begged several people, he followed them to lower the noble head of the dragon to a mortal.

Sang Yan was caught off guard by their sudden movements. She quickly stepped forward and wanted to help people, but the chief of the Bai Lao refused to get up.

"Today is our people who have abandoned their conscience, but now we can use Long Yuanjian to resist the demon. Only you have one. Sang Xiaoyou, we only need to stay for half a month.

It has nothing to do with you, we will immediately send you away from Jiang Zhuoxue, never block it. "

The elders of the old Bai tribe tears in tears, looking at Sang Xun's eyes full of expectations and guilt.

He really has no way. Seeing that the Dragon has reached this step, it doesn't matter if they die, but if they did not find out the entrance to the channel, they did not find the reason why those demons mutated.

So not only will the dragons be destroyed, but the upper bounds will also be difficult.

They originally took over the burden of suppressing the demons from the ancient gods, just to let more people live.

"I know." Sang Xun used his strength and finally helped the old chief of the Bai.

Jiang Zhuoxue followed her, and also took Bai Nianqiu up.

Bai Nian was guilty and did not dare to look at Jiang Zhuoxue's face. The two had been fighting together for so long, and they had so much friendship. He knew how much Jiang Zhuoxue cared about Sang Xun, but now he forced the benefactor to stay.

Delive myself ...

Sang Xun's eyes swept over the low heads in the camp, and then sighed: "You don't need this, in fact, even if the chief of the Bai Lao did not say it, I would stay."

Jin Man and others looked up at her, and seemed to not understand why she chose to stay in the dangerous dragon.

"I don't know the predecessors, have you heard of the son of the luck?" Sang Yan said amazingly.

After half an hour.

The Bai Old, who had known everything from Sangyu's mouth, patted a chair armrest, and was so excited that her eyes were red. A pair of big hands held Sang Xun's wrist tightly and looked at her carefully.

"The son of luck ... Okay, okay! The sky is endless, my dragon tribe is saved!" Unlike the previous guilt, the Bai Old patriarch at this moment swept the previous look, and the desperate atmosphere was also swept away.

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Jin Man even said: "I have heard of the name of the son of luck before, but I have never seen it for so many years. I thought that the existence was just a legend. I didn't expect that there was a son of luck in this world!

"

"It is also our luck that we can look forward to coming to Sang Daoyou." Hong Yan's excitement is not less than the other two. "No wonder Sang Daoyou can drive Long Yuanjian. No wonder the sword fairy had to leave the sword in our dragon.

It turns out that he has been preparing for this! "

Although Bai Nianqiu was also happy about what Sang Yan said, he was not like a few elders, pushing everything to Sangyu.

He held the chief of the Bai old family and condolences softly: "Although Sang Daoyou's identity is extraordinary, the predecessors of Jianxian also helped her find the way to become a god.

It is very difficult to become a god. Don't blindly put pressure on her blindly, or make my dragon itself stronger. "

In the final analysis, Sang Xun will not stay in the Dragon tribe for a lifetime, and they can't bear to let people have a little girl who is not close to themselves, and stays on the battlefield of the gods every day.

If Sang Xun left, they still instructed Long Yuanjian, that would be troublesome.

Bai Lao patted his juniors' hands and felt that he said very reasonable.

After Bai Nianqiu's reminder, everyone was pulled out from the beginning of the excitement, and thought about the next plan.

Jin Man did not speak directly, but let people first call Qingxing, who had a defense outside.

Nowadays, the Heilong tribe is detained, and there are only four dragons left. These important decisions require their four leaders to gather together to discuss it.

Qingxing came to the camp quickly. He just went to simply treat it, and he had bloody energy. Because he saw too many people with heavy injuries, he was mixed with a sorrow that could not be opened.

After Bai Nianqiu told him about Sang Xun's identity, the young people's eyes turned on instantly.

He was half excited and dared not believe: "You are really the son of luck, the darling of heaven?!"

Sang Xun heard his eyebrows: "What, do you think it's not like?"

"No, I don't mean that, I'm so excited." Qing Qian explained quickly.

Sang Xun naturally didn't care about him, she also saw it now. This Qing hunting is a nerd who is exposed and likes to fight for strong victory. It is a little bit clever, but not much.

The second time he was targeting Bai, but in the end he was always frustrated by himself. On the viciousness, it was not as good as his brother Qingyi.

When the old Bai Lao people saw all the people, they asked directly: "Since the leaders of the four dragons have arrived, I said straight.

Need the demon mirror of the demon. The former is in our dragon, this is easy to do, but the latter needs to sneak into the hinterland of the Demon. "

The people in the camp frowned, and they knew how difficult it was to sneak into the hinterland of the demons.

"I plan to pour the power of the Bailong tribe and send the mulberry into the hinterland of the demon.

Qingxing followed closely: "My Qinglong tribe is also willing to pour all the people and send mulberry into the demons!"

His sudden voting determination was frightened by others.

Jiang Zuoxue looked at him weirdly: "The elder of the white old family is willing to bet on me, so what do you come out to mix again?"

"You don't understand! My grandfather told me that it was also the son of the lucky luck under the god of the magic battlefield!

The demons who have been in the world for many years have seal. I believe that what the last child can do, this son of this luck will not be inferior. "When Qing Qian said this, his face was full

serious.

Hong Yan raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Don't put all pressure on Sangyu. I don't know how much she is younger than you."

Qing Qian heard his head silently, and he realized that he realized that there was something wrong.

But Sang Yan didn't care: "It's okay, what I want is these pressures."

Since the last son of the lucky luck can suppress the demons, then she will kill it!

This way to become a god, she settled!


Chapter completed!