The figure roared, and the burning fire burst like a rocket ascended to the sky. The membrane wings that were originally attached to the back broke the flesh and blood, suddenly opened, like a big roc spreading its wings and soaring upwards. The blood dripped up, and the drops of blood evaporated by the flames that had not yet been restrained, turning into a faint white smoke. The burning figure stretched out the wings that seemed to have just grown, shaking off the blood dripping on it, waving, jumping, and flying. He was like a free bird, or a murderous bird, turning into a fiery red stream of light, chasing Chu Liuyun who was fleeing!

Long Junchen looked at the sky dumbly, looking at the fire line left by the burning figure, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his throat tube rolled for extremely difficult times. Qianhen and several deacons were all watching the scene in a daze, and his heart seemed to be pausing for a few minutes, his face turned red and pale.

Through the big hole on the top, Long Junchen and the others could clearly see that there were two streams of light on the sky, one white and one red, two streams of lights like stars and the moon, entangled and rushed towards the distance. Soon, it turned into two small black dots in the sky and disappeared in the distant sky.

Until this time, the feeling of oppression that had been pressing on everyone's hearts was relieved. Long Junchen's back was completely wet with cold sweat at some point. He supported his knees with both hands and gasped heavily. He suddenly remembered the face he had just seen through the light and shadow, and his breathing suddenly became rapid again!

He kept silently in his heart, saying that it would be impossible, it would be impossible, that is Yu Tongtong, it must be that child, who had lived with him and lived under the same roof.

Time is slowly lengthening, the focal length is blurred a little bit, and memories are like curtains with a corner being lifted, and light is slowly pouring in.

Long Junchen remembered it very clearly that he was still recovering from the remote village at that time. Several brothers of Dragon Walker came to him through some methods and said they had secret missions and the situation was urgent. Many brothers had already suffered heavy casualties due to the conflict.

At that time, the incident happened suddenly. Long Junchen thought for a moment, but just left a letter to Yu Tongtong, and then left without saying goodbye. The matter was urgent. Long Junchen didn't want the simple mountain village to be implicated because of him, so he left and left silently. However, the second year after he left, the village disappeared out of thin air. Long Junchen naturally would not believe that this village would disappear out of thin air. Therefore, he had used Maoshan secret technique to spy on what happened in this village, but the result was a bit scary, which made him unwilling to recall it yet!

Long Junchen can still remember that picture. It was Long Junchen’s favorite lakeside, but there were no red leaves, no lazy chairs, no chirping problems, and no child - Yu Tongtong.

Long Junchen cast a spell slightly, which brought time back to the scene before the village disappeared. He saw that the calm water was spotless and extremely clean, but there seemed to be something at the bottom of the lake. Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and looked towards the lakeside. When the breeze blew gently, ripples suddenly appeared on the lake.

The scene appeared again on the ripples, the snow field, the centurion slaughtered the dragon, the hard ice was crushed, the violent wind and snow were ignored, the horses of thousands of troops were whistled, the wind was shaking, murderous intent was everywhere, and death was everywhere.

The ripples disappeared, and the sky began to thunder, and the thunder was rumbling like a tribulation. Under the thunder, countless fiery red bubbles rose from the bottom of the water, and white smoke slowly rose on the water surface, as if something was burning in the water droplets. A stream of light like a red lotus began to flow at the bottom of the water, like a red snake shuttled back and forth. The gravel on the ground by the lake began to restlessly, as if a volcano was about to erupt at the bottom of the water.

In the next second, under the calm lake water, a boiling, hot white air soared into the sky, penetrated the sky, piercing a large hole in the clouds thick into the city wall. Then, a loud thunderous sound was made from somewhere. The lake surface cracked, dozens of tons of boiling lake water surged into the sky, and then turned into water droplets, and a burning figure fostered from the column of light. The dripping water drips fluttered on the shadow's dark scales, and was quickly evaporated, just making a hissing sound.

Yu Tongtong?! Long Junchen recognized the stubborn face at a glance. The man was very thin, his robe was worn, all with patches, and there were patches on the patches. Through the holes, you could see the pitch-black scales inside. The robe was covered with wind and fluttered with the wind. Although it was worn, it could not stop the unruly arrogance all over his body.

Yu Tongtong's face was pale, his eye sockets were deep, his hair was like wild grass, and his hair was covered with his eyes. He was like a prisoner, like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for decades. Long Junchen looked at Yu Tongtong and looked at the red liquid flowing under the lake. Long Junchen recognized it. It was the dragon blood magma that once reborn himself, but why, Yu Tongtong came out of that, what did he experience?

Yu Tongtong stepped onto the lake with some strange legs and glanced at Long Junchen beside him. He probably couldn't see Long Junchen. Yu Tongtong smiled contemptuously and suddenly stretched out his neck. He saw black scales covered with black scales, and there were burning red magma on the scales. Along the spine, there were serrated black bone spurs that pierced the scales. There seemed to be some black debris on his face. I don't know if it was the newly grown stubble or... dragon scales!?

Long Junchen didn't dare to look at it anymore, and didn't dare to think about it anymore. He quickly bit his tongue and withdrew his thoughts. He found that he was still standing in the mine cave, but his back was wet with cold sweat. Drop by drop of sweat dripped down Long Junchen's back and along Long Junchen's face. In fact, Long Junchen was not sure that the burning figure before was Yu Tongtong, but the "teacher" seemed to have brought Long Junchen back to the past time.
Chapter completed!