Many people fell ill after being frightened. Although they did not lose their lives, they were dizzy all day long and kept shouting: "Magic dragon...Magic dragon...taboo..."
He couldn't figure out who the demonic dragon was. It might be the charming young man in front of him, or something else, but they couldn't afford to hurt him anymore. People were dying of thirst, burning, and starvation every day. One day
After someone put the dead in the fire, cooked them and devoured them, he knew they could no longer wait.
The immediate problem must be solved.
He raised his head again, his usually deep eyes showing unusual brilliance. He was the 81st generation leader of the Liuyun Clan, and he could not let the Liuyun Clan be destroyed in his hands.
"I say, you must burn incense, bow, repent sincerely, and pray for the Phoenix Divine Bird's forgiveness. Maybe you can avoid this catastrophe for the Liuyun Clan."
Ji Zhuri scolded coldly, with contempt in his eyes: "How can a pair of flat-haired beasts afford the gift of a "heart mirror"? You ordinary people are too ignorant!"
"You - you -" Not only did he not listen to his advice, but he verbally insulted the only savior of the Liuyun tribe. The leader was so angry that he wanted to raise his staff to severely punish him for his frivolity, "Ji
Zhuri, think about it, in the past twenty years, if everyone in the Liuyun tribe hadn't seen you born pitiful and placed you here, you would have been thrown into the mountains by your parents to feed wild wolves when you were first born.
, how can we have today?"
Feed the wolf?
An imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of Ji Zhuri's lips, as if he couldn't see the clan leader's annoyance at all. He was just playing with his long hair with great interest. The long white hair was flying in the wind, exuding a kind of
Wild beauty.
He is the mirror of the heart. Ever since he regained his original memory and abilities, he is no longer just Ji Zhuri who can be beaten, scolded and insulted by others.
"Ji Zhuri died early!"
He spoke one word at a time, completely ignoring that the patriarch was so angry that he almost lost his breath. He looked coldly at everyone hurriedly supporting the patriarch, while saying things like how he would have been where he was today if they weren't them. He smiled coldly and almost
He stepped into the room and closed the door.
Outside the door, a black smoke rose, and suddenly a deep voice came from the void: "Well done, she is already here! You can definitely get back all the things she owed you in the previous life!"
Ji Zhuri pursed his lips, and his hands suddenly turned into two huge white wings, flying straight into the sky.
That shape... turned out to be a huge egret. It drifted away and soon disappeared.
The black shadow in the room gradually turned into a handsome man. His upper body and lower body seemed to be very inconsistent. A wound as big as a bowl was exposed on his neck. Even after thousands of years, there has never been a scar there.
Bleeding green blood.
But don't worry, soon... he will be able to return to his side and become one.
soon……
He stood by the window, watching the egrets retreating.
This bet has really begun!
"Mother, why does this bamboo forest get steeper and steeper as we go?"
The three of them were panting from exhaustion. The place they thought they could walk out of in no time turned out to be getting weirder and weirder as they walked in circles.
Look at this dense mountain forest, with wild animals scurrying here and there from time to time. It's nothing like the bamboo forest they just saw.