Mo Jiao swam all the way with the big water swim, and the big water entered Guangdong Lake. Some fishing boats and boats parked by the small river ditch were all washed up and down by the water waves. The lake calmed down.

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As soon as he entered Guangdong Lake, although his physical condition did not improve much, it gave Mo Jiao a feeling that he had returned home, and his spiritual will was obviously boosted.

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The surrounding rain still did not stop, but it was much smaller than before. Just now, Jiaolong brought the big water into the lake, setting off waves in the lake, causing some boats along the coast to undulate violently.

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At this moment, although the rain has not stopped, there are also some fishermen living along the coast who can't help but come out to check their boats in scorpions and hats.

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The flood just now was really strange, but boats are the basis for the survival of the fishermen. I was really worried. After a while, there was no other movement, and some people came out to check. When they saw most of the boats on the shore. It's okay, my boat didn't capsize or sink, so I went back with a sigh of relief.

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Of course, there are also some older people who panic in their hearts. It seems that the sudden flood in Guangdong Lake is still vivid in their minds. At that time, there were many destroyed houses and even people who were swept away by the flood.

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Ji Yuan and Li Baotian, the city **** of Lishun House, stood on the edge of Guangdong Lake, looking at the calm surface of Guangdong Lake. The water dragon was already diving towards the depths of Guangdong Lake.

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"Mr. Ji, do you know the origin of this Jiaolong Morong?"

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Li Chenghuang glanced at the fishermen who came to check, and then asked Ji Yuan.

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Ji Yuan is currently calculating when the old dragon will come. Tongtian River is very far away from here. After a rough calculation, it will take only an hour for Wanzhou to go to Gyeonggi Prefecture with the speed of the Qingteng Sword. As a real dragon, the old dragon is very good at flying. He should be able to get here before the sky is completely dark, but the premise is that the old dragon is at home and can come right away.

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Hearing Chenghuang's words, Ji Yuan looked at him and told the truth.

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"Ji came to Wanzhou for the first time, and it was also the first time he came to the shore of Guangdong Lake. Naturally, he didn't know the origin of this ink dragon."

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In fact, Ji Yuan heard about Guangdong Lake for the first time. It was from the man in black when Wei Wuwei was almost hijacked by a car. Later, he also left it to hearsay and written understanding.

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Li Chenghuang stroked his long beard and looked at the lake, which was so vast that it was difficult to see the other side.

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"About 40 years ago, the silk weaving industry in Wanzhou was not yet fully popularized, and there was a legend about a king called the King of Flowers spread all over the coast of Guangdong Lake."

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"The King of Flowers?"

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Ji Yuan looked at the surface of the lake, and thought of the pitch-black ink Jiao, it shouldn't be called the last word "flower".

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"Yes, the so-called King of Flowers is a poisonous toad of color and color. It has been hiding in Guangdong Lake for at least a few hundred years. It has a deep Taoism and is cunning and cunning. Occasionally, the fishing boats in the lake will be overturned secretly, and the fishermen will be swallowed by the water."

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Ji Yuan frowned and looked at Chenghuang, but before he spoke, Li Chenghuang knew what he wanted to ask and continued to speak directly.

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"The gods of the three houses bordering Guangdong Lake will naturally not let them go. After such incidents happened several times in a row, the Yin Si also reacted and determined that there was a monster at work, and finally traced to Guangdong Lake, that monster actually dared to do evil The magic of dreams threatens the people of the nearby fishing villages, wants them to build temples and statues, and wants to eat sacrificed virgins and virgins, and even calls himself the King of Flowers!"

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Li Chenghuang said that he also sneered here.

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Ji Yuan also squinted his eyes and thought about it, what a great king or something like that. In fact, it is extremely rare on Dazhen's side. On the one hand, there are very few monsters in the world.

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Li Chenghuang continued.

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"Since there is no lake **** in Guangdong Lake, we will only join forces to sweep Guangdong Lake along the lake. However, the monsters are cunning, the water depth in the center of Guangdong Lake is more than a thousand feet, and the inside is even more dark and complicated. Hiding at the bottom of the lake, plus they used the power of the water and their own magical powers to find them, and after a month of no results, I thought that the monsters had escaped along the river. Until more than forty years ago..."

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The Chenghuang's voice was inexplicable, and he became a little emotional.

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"After the spring of that year, thunderstorms occurred frequently around Guangdong Lake. On a rare day without wind and rain, a flood suddenly broke out. Several rivers connected to the lake were flooded, and Guangdong Lake was flooded for 30 miles in an instant. , many villages and towns along the lake were affected, and many people were swept away by the flood..."

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"That month, the water in Guangdong Lake was extremely strong, and it turned out that several monsters in the lake took the opportunity to join forces to release water, and they wanted to eat a happy meal to replenish their essence and wanted to transform together. What's even more hateful is that the water came and went faster. It didn't take a few moments to recede, and a few monsters also hid in the depths of Guangdong Lake again, and they were so angry that I waited for the gods of the underworld!"

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Even now, when Li Chenghuang talked about this, he was still a little stunned.

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"Just as I was about to pull my face down and ask the God of Rivers to come to help, a Jiaolong came along the river to the water of Guangdong Lake in the thunderstorm day. This Jiaolong had left a message to the gods on the bank at that time, calling himself Lord Mo, from Dazhen. Coming from outside, he had already reported to Ming Longjun that he wanted to occupy Guangdong Lake as a training place, and then Jiaolong entered the lake and fought underwater with the fairies in the lake. In the past few days, there were whirlpools on Guangdong Lake, and there were no boats. Dare to enter the water, after the lake is calm, the monsters such as the King of Flowers will become a story of the past."

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Ji Yuan nodded knowingly, but it seems that the ink Jiao did not intend to become the lake god. He really just occupied Guangdong Lake and cultivated in it, but this time it was a big disaster.

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One person and one mind did not leave, so they stood by the lake and waited quietly. The surrounding heavy rain continued to "crash..." so it was getting darker today than before.

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About half an hour after nightfall, the rain suddenly became heavier.

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In the eyes of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang, the raindrops beating on the dark lake were obviously more active.

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"Crack... rumbling..."

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The lightning that suddenly exploded in the sky illuminated the earth, and the thunder that had been resting for an afternoon was startled again at night at this moment, especially the first sound, which was enough to wake up some people who went to bed early.

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"Aang roar~"

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In addition to the sound of thunder, there was a faint sound of dragon roars above the clouds in the sky, and the power contained in it rolled in, causing the thunder to continue to explode.

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'The old dragon is here! ''The Dragon Lord of Tongtianjiang is here! ’

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These two thoughts appeared in the hearts of Ji Yuan and Li Chenghuang respectively.

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It took almost a few breaths. A dragon-shaped phantom like an air current appeared in the rain curtain, and rushed straight to Guangdong Lake in the momentum of a dragon in the sky. Then, with a bang, the water on the lake was expelled into the lake.

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This time, Lao Long rarely came to greet Ji Yuan first, but went directly into Guangdong Lake.

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At the moment when the lake was still swaying with waves after the dragon entered the water, Qingteng Jian also flew back behind Jiyuan with Qingguang.

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"Longjun is very angry!"

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Cheng Huang looked at Ji Yuan and said this in a low voice, Ji Yuan just said "um" and didn't say anything else.

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When Qingtengjian sent the letter, although he did not have much spiritual will, it was enough for Lao Longguanzhi to understand Mo Jiao's current situation. From the previous attitude of Mo Jiao and the story of Chenghuang just now, it can be tasted. Mo Jiao has an unusual relationship with Laolong.

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After more than half an hour, a current of water rose somewhere in the lake, and a man in a pair of robes walked slowly to the shore as he stepped on the waves, and bowed his hands to Ji Yuan and the City God.

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"Mr. Ji, Li Chenghuang."

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"Mr. Ying. I have seen Long Jun!"

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Here, Lao Long and Ji Yuan's salute is relatively casual, while the City God is obviously a lot more solemn.

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"Boom..."

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The power of the thunder in the sky was unabated, illuminating the faces of the three, and Lao Long's face was even more terrifying. He just walked over to Ji Yuan and Cheng Huang, and looked at the lake without saying a word.

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"I don't know how Mo Jiao's situation is now, can Mr. Ying have a continuation countermeasure?"

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Seeing that Lao Long didn't speak, and Cheng Huang didn't dare to speak, Ji Yuan had to ask himself.

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Hearing his friend's question, Lao Long retracted his thoughts and shook his head at Ji Yuan.

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"The dragon tendon was removed, and my whole body was severely damaged. Even if the dragon ball was damaged, I was at a loss. If Mr. Ji hadn't removed the evil nightmare for him in time, I'm afraid that the dragon soul would not be able to be preserved."

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"Nightmare?"

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Li Chenghuang frowned and asked, and Ji Yuan was equally curious.

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"Yes, this kind of trickery is evil and vicious, and it is extremely difficult to detect. When the evil nightmare is haunted and attacked, Mo Rong is like a beast who has been beaten back, and he can't even speak. If honor dies of a nightmare, his soul will become a new nightmare and return to the caster!"

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"Hi..."

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Ji Yuan couldn't help but take a breath. He had never even heard of this vicious technique, and sometimes he would rather not know.

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"Crack...Boom..."

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The thunder lit up the earth again, and the old dragon faced Ji Yuan with a terrifying and serious expression. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Yuan's pair of ancient eyes without waves~lightnovelpub.net~ This kind of look was only the first in that year. The last time we met.

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"Mr. Ji, you're right, the great chastity can't be broken, not only can it be broken, but it must rise. It's better to be strong enough to lead the entire Dongtu Yunzhou, and the general trend of human beings to suppress the evil spirits is better than the dancing of demons!"

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After Tong Jiyuan looked at each other for a while, the old dragon raised his head and squinted to the north sky.

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"No one who shoots Mo Rong is an ordinary person. He was originally not allowed to escape back to Dazhen, but he underestimated Mo Rong's ruthlessness. Over the years, chaos has started in the two barren continents, and I thought it would not affect the Dongtu Yunzhou, which is thousands of miles apart..."

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When Lao Long said this, he glanced at Li Chenghuang subconsciously, and then bowed to Ji Yuan.

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"I'll leave Dazhen for a while. I'll trouble Mr. Ji to look after Gu Morong here. I still don't understand some things. Allow me to go out and come back and talk to Mr. Ji in detail."

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After Mr. Ying finished speaking, he turned into a fuzzy dragon shadow and flew away.

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"Roaring"

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The dragon's roar seemed to contain a chilling aura.

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"Long Jun can trace the culprit here?"

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"I don't know, but it would be a pleasure to kill..."

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Ji Yuan looked at the sky and suddenly understood why Lao Long never planned to get a "divine seat".

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After the real dragon flew away, the heavy rain that lasted until the night finally stopped.