I immediately called "Mao" and "Mao" to tell her about our new discovery!

"Toot...Toot...This queen is undergoing a trial of the patriarch. If you need rescue, please contact Xianyu directly~~"

I rub! "Mao" and "Mao" are busy running for patriarchal elections! How do you feel that I am the most idle?

I looked at Fusu: "Are you not going to prepare?"

The corners of Fusu's lips were raised arrogantly: "Who is my Fusu opponent in the Fuxi clan? I can trample them to death without wearing a **** body."

Okay, I'm more worried, besides Donghuang and Xiao Chong, who else would he and Chen fear?

I looked out of the window, and Li Zhu Hezhe was standing with Daqing on the highest point of the palace, praising him to help him overcome fear of heights: "I want to see how Daqing's mother sacrificed." I turned my face to look at Fusu. .

He nodded. Between raising his hands, a screen appeared in front of him, and each task would be recorded in Xianyu's file, and Xianyu's Rubik's Cube also set up exams based on these tasks. It's just that the confidentiality of some tasks is high and won't be seen by ordinary Xianyu students.

And there are some tasks that even the Protoss will not see, such as when they want to capture the sky, such as when they want to capture Chiyou.

A sea of ​​fire gradually emerged on the screen. A three-headed dragon was spewing raging flames on the rough sponge. In the flames, a silver dragon flew out, and on her head was a protoss.

Daqing's mother is actually a silver dragon.

The silver dragon was very beautiful, with long silver hair flying in the sea of ​​fire. She rolled up the water in the sea and rushed towards the flames. Suddenly, a black dragon rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, and the dragon was still hidden. A faucet! It directly bit Yinlong's neck, and immediately, blood shot from Yinlong's neck, dyeing her silver hair and her silver body.

I immediately covered my mouth, and my eyes started to wet.

The Protoss on the silver dragon's head jumped down, and the sharp sword severed the black dragon's head and saved the silver dragon. But at this moment, the three black dragons pounced on the Protoss together. Suddenly, the silver dragon wrapped the tentacles on this The Protoss slammed away, blocking the three-headed dragon with its own body!

While the three-headed dragon bit her body, the Protoss also cut off the three-headed dragon's head.

The blood-filled body of the silver dragon fell from the air with the broken head of the three-headed dragon. The **** water stained the rolling sea water below, and the Protoss flew down and fell on the silver dragon. It was not for a long time...

The picture was cut off, and tears fell on my cheeks. It was a fierce battle, and it was a great sacrifice. I wiped away my tears and looked at Fusu: "Who is the master of Daqing's mother?"

Fusu became a little embarrassed, glanced at me with one hand and curled his eyebrows: "According to seniority, it is my third uncle."

"Your home!"

"En." Fusu curled his eyebrows and turned back. "I haven't read this file either. I was young at the time. I only heard that Sanshu's dragon was dead. Sanshu was very sad and hit him hard that time. Later, I didn’t even accept the task, and then I reborn as a human being. I didn’t expect it would be so coincidental..."

Unexpectedly, the death of Daqing's mother would hit Fusu's third uncle so hard, and Fusu's third uncle's feelings for his dragon were obviously different from other gods' feelings for his mounts. Daqing's mother is a friend in his heart, a partner in battle, or... a deeper feeling.

Third Uncle Fusu’s empathy is very similar to Jiang Tan, his feelings for his dragon are very similar to Jiang Tan’s feelings for his blood contractors. They also became decadent because of a battle, and they were also devastated because of the sacrifice of their comrades. No more tasks.

Because they are the same, they are afraid to see the death of their comrades again...

It's just that, I didn't expect that Fusu Sanshu would not even act as a god, and went down to the mortal life. Maybe, he is kind, tired, or being a stupid person, knowing nothing to be happy.

"This incident must have dealt a big blow to Daqing. If he refuses to fly, will he associate flying with death?" I looked at Fusu, "If it was Daqing now, he would definitely not be afraid of death. , But at that time, Daqing was only a child, and it was his instinct to fear death." At that time, Daqing was only a child. While seeing the picture of his mother falling in grief, his deep fear also resided in him. heart of.

"It's possible." Fusu's eyes began to narrow, bringing out a trace of coldness, "But, if you can't fly, how can you count as a dragon? "If Daqing still can't fly, Xiaolan, I advise you to change. Better. "

How can this work? Everyone worked hard to help Daqing build up his self-confidence, got rid of his previous cringe, and made him handsome and handsome. If we abandon him in the end, wouldn't it be even more blow to him? Moreover, it is not what the family did!

"I won't give up on him, I will let him fly!"

Fu Su squinted his eyes and smiled evilly: "My wife is the most'fascinated' person when she is serious, wife, leave it alone, or we..."

I stood up directly, and reached out to reject the "temptation, "confusion" of beauty: "I don't have time now." After finishing speaking, I put him aside and do serious things.

Daqing’s mother was sacrificed for performing the task. This is a heavy blow to Daqing’s young mind. Will he not want to fly because of this? Because he can fly, he will be selected as a mount, and he must go to perform the task, and Like his mother, falling from a high altitude, blood stained the earth.

Perhaps, he didn't realize this at the time. The reason was buried deep in his heart and gradually forgotten. He only knew that he didn't dare to fly, why didn't he dare to fly? Perhaps because of fear of heights.

But now, Daqing wants to fly, so he should know that he can't fly not because of fear of heights, but the real reason that is buried deep in his heart and forgotten by him.

"Brother Daqing, just take a look, don't close your eyes! How can it be useful to be closed?!" Li Zhu's voice came, and he and Yuezheng tried to make Daqing open their eyes and look below.

Da Qing tensed her body, her hair flying in the airflow.

"Come on! Brother Daqing!" Ye also encouraged by the side.

In Xianyu, don't say Qinglong, who can't fly? Practicing immortal art, anyone can fly, but we need to use immortal art, but Daqing does not need it.

Daqing closed his eyes nervously and shook his head, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes.

Li Zhu twisted his eyebrows and flicked around with his eyebrows for a while. Suddenly, Li Zhu raised his foot and kicked directly on Da Qing's ass! This kid wants to be tough!

"Li Zhu!" When I exclaimed, Daqing...has been...kicked out by him...

"Ah----" Daqing fell down.

I hurried over, standing between Li Zhu and Yue: "You are so "chaotic"!"

"Sister Xiaolan, this is the best way, trust me!" Li Zhu raised his face confidently.

"Sister Xiaolan, this method is commonly used in Xianyu." Yu is also confident.

These two bear children, however, Daqing will have to make this jump sooner or later, otherwise, he will never fly.