Chapter 75
"Who else?" Shi Xi rolled his eyes. "Who in this world likes to cast a gag spell the most?" He glanced at the shivering Tianshu in the corner. "It's such an obvious thing, you can figure it out with a little brainpower."
Deng Ru seemed to know what Shi Xi meant. But how could he, a mermaid, come into contact with the affairs of the Heavenly Dao? It was normal that he didn't react for a while. After he retracted the magic circle, there was another black gauze in his palm. Tian Shu saw it and his eyes lit up. Deng Ru smiled: "Why don't you come and put it on yourself? You have transformed. After all, you are the face of my mermaid tribe. You are not afraid of being laughed at by other tribes if you go out naked."
Shi Xi glanced at Deng Ru and rolled his eyes again. He was both a good guy and a bad guy. But right now, he didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of the starry night. He looked at Han Fengci, who kept looking up at the sky. He also looked up and asked, "Ah Ci, are you going to look for him?"
"Of course he came to me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the top of the Demon Palace was instantly filled with rolling black clouds, which dispersed and gathered, gathered and dispersed, and finally piled up layer by layer. The middle of the cloud was violently torn apart, and an angry roar was heard. In an instant, a violent storm broke out, and the sky was filled with yellow sand.
Everyone's robes were blown up. Is Heaven challenging them?
Yes, that's obvious.
Han Fengci sneered: "Are you here?"
"Boom boom" sounded one after another, as if showing its majesty, but Han Fengci just stood there, indifferent. However, his black pupils were filled with the aura of a devil.
This is something that even Shi Xi has never seen before.
When Tiandao sensed the demon's wrath, the rumbling sounds suddenly stopped, leaving only a vast black fog rolling above the demon palace.
What is going on?
So, what does the red evil spirit represent? Even the Heavenly Dao is afraid of it?
Not long after, an ancient voice came from the void:
"Demon God, I have no intention of being your enemy. I resorted to this desperate measure to tell you that I want to wake up the Divine Phoenix and save the Dragon Clan."
"Heavenly Law!" This roar came from Deng Ru, "You are unfair!"
No one knew why Deng Ru suddenly lost his mind. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious.
The voice of heaven came: "Prince of the Mermaid Tribe, everything has its cause. You will reap what you sow."
Deng Ru couldn't listen, he chuckled: "Isn't it that the way of heaven favors the dragon race? What's the point of saying so much?"
"The day you figure it out will be the day when the mermaids will return to their peak."
"Demon God, save the dragon clan. That's all I can say."
The sky suddenly turned blue and white, and there were no clouds, as if nothing had happened. Han Fengci did not say a word from beginning to end. Shi Xi did not know what he was thinking, so he asked: "Aci? How to save the dragon clan?"
"Do you really want to save them?" Deng Ru's eyes were red. "Do you really want to save the dragon race?"
This question was somewhat confusing, Shi Xi spoke up for Han Fengci: "Ah Ci didn't save the dragons, he saved the little phoenix."
Deng Ru raised his head and laughed: "So, my mermaid tribe should be trampled underfoot. No matter what happens, my mermaid tribe will be sacrificed?"
"No one wants to sacrifice the mermaids." Shi Xi frowned, "Saving the dragons has nothing to do with the mermaids."
"How come it's not related?" Deng Ru stepped forward and got very close to Shi Xi. "The dragon clan has bullied my mermaid clan for many years. We finally waited until the dragon clan's luck was gone. Why do we still want to save them?"
Shi Xi once said: "We are not saving the dragon clan, but the little phoenix." His tone also began to get bad. He felt that this mermaid had somewhat exceeded her status. If it were not for the little phoenix, he would have slapped this mermaid who was so close to him back into the deep sea.
"Can't we just exterminate the dragon clan after saving the little phoenix?" Deng Ru didn't know what was wrong with him, and he was caught in a vortex, especially when it came to saving the dragon clan. He didn't dare to look Han Fengci in the eye, but he dared to argue with Shi Xi. Shi Xi saw it and became even angrier: "The dragon clan has no grudges against us, why should we exterminate them?"
He added: "What the Heavenly Dao said is correct. You should prove your own problem. If you don't solve your own problem, the mermaids will never be able to turn things around! Go back and reflect on yourself!"
Shi Xi didn't care about face. The worst that could happen was that the little phoenix would wake up and scold him. He waved his hand, and Deng Ru disappeared - he was thrown back into the Nether Sea by Shi Xi, and he didn't know where exactly.
His ears were finally quiet, Han Fengci still didn't say anything, Shi Xi couldn't help but ask: "Aci, shall we set off?"
Han Fengci frowned, he had been thinking about Tiandao's words.
Save the dragon clan? But how to save them, what to save, the Heavenly Dao did not say. In other words, if you save the wrong one, it won't work. Just now he kept thinking about the origin of the dragon clan and him, whether it was the Heavenly Dao or the Dao of nature, it would not be without reason. If you want to save the dragon clan, it must be the people and things related to him.
He thought again and again, could it be - Ao Zhuozhi?
Saving Ao Zhuozhi was not difficult, in fact, all he had to do was summon the giant man-eating plant back. He did not argue with the Heavenly Dao because the Heavenly Dao was right about one thing - the dragon race could not be destroyed.
Perhaps Han Fengci of the Beiming God Clan didn't understand, but Han Fengci, the demon god, did. The dragon clan had been worshipped by the mortal world since ancient times, and as long as the worship continued, the dragon clan could not be destroyed. The mortal world needed the dragon clan.
But for now, he still went to the Dragon Palace to confirm how Ao Zhuozhi was doing. So, he looked at Shi Xi and said, "I'm worried about you staying here to guard Ling'er."
Shi Xi thought about it and agreed, so he nodded.
With the intervention of Heaven this time, it seems that the Dragon Clan is really at the end of its strength.
In the Dragon Palace, the old Dragon King's hair had long turned silver-white, and what he repeated every day was watching Ao Zhuozhi go crazy.
That’s right, Ao Zhuozhi is becoming more and more crazy.
The Dragon Palace was not only full of blue flowers, but also red ones. Ao Zhuozhi would not go anywhere, lying among the flowers every day, and even said some things that would make people blush. Anyone who saw this would shake their heads.
He was obviously lacking in energy, and the dark circles under his eyes and the yellow complexion showed what he usually did to these flowers.
But who dares to say anything?
The worst were the carp spirit and the coral spirit. Ao Zhuozhi had dressed them up as flower spirits. The carp spirit was covered with blue flowers, and the coral spirit was covered with red flowers. From a distance, they looked like two huge flower pots.
The entire Dragon Palace was filled with an air of decadence; it was gray and silent.
Han Fengci looked at Ao Zhuozhi holding the two monsters that looked like flower pots with a sticky look in his eyes. The old Dragon King was obviously unable to do anything. He finally understood why the Heavenly Dao intervened.
It seems that many places in the world have already been hit by drought and the people are living in misery.
The old Dragon King stared at Ao Zhuozhi in a daze every day, not knowing what happened in the mortal world. Maybe he knew, but he only had his son in his eyes. Besides, his magic power was no longer enough to support the clouds and rain. Maybe he was escaping.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind: "Dragon King, have you figured it out?" The old Dragon King turned around and saw that it was the demon god Han Fengci. He staggered and staggered as he stood up, with some difficulty.
"Hey - I wonder if the Demon God has come to visit." The old Dragon King did his best to greet him. He smiled and walked towards Han Fengci. "I wonder if the Demon God has any instructions."
"Save that stupid dragon."
As soon as Han Fengci put down his hand, the old dragon king knelt before him without hesitation, tears welling up in the corners of his drooping eyes: "Please, demon god, save my son."
"Do you know that there can't be no rain in the mortal world?"
The old Dragon King nodded: "I-I can't do it anymore."
“How innocent are the people in the world”
“I—” The old Dragon King’s throat choked and he lowered his head. Yes, the people in the mortal world are so innocent. However, he looked at Ao Zhuozhi and said, “My son is in this state. Let alone making rain, he can’t even summon clouds.”
In fact, when the old Dragon King said this, he was already facing reality. His dragon clan was born arrogant, especially the mortals regarded them as gods, offering sacrifices every year, and the entire mortal world depended on them to make rain. But now - the dragon clan has lost the ability to make rain.
Although he didn't want to face it and didn't dare to face it, the naked truth was in front of him and he had no choice but to admit it. The old Dragon King looked at Han Fengci with tears in his eyes and kowtowed again in a pleading tone: "Demon God, please, save my son."
In Han Fengci's opinion, the dragon clan has brought all its troubles upon themselves, and each has its own cause and effect. No matter if they are human or immortal, they will regret it only when the cause and effect are revealed, but it is too late. What should have happened has already happened, and the cause has been formed, so they just have to wait for the result. Han Fengci retracted his gaze and said, "The dragon clan has weak luck, but the offerings from the mortal world have continuously accumulated luck for the dragon clan. Everything has a limit. If you just enjoy what you deserve, everything will disappear in the end."
The old dragon king understood the magic god's advice. While he was bowing his head to express his gratitude, Han Fengci had already appeared in front of Ao Zhuozhi. He looked down at Ao Zhuozhi holding the carp spirit Jin'er. Although the carp spirit had no expression on her face, he still lovingly stroked the blue flower pierced her body. Ao Zhuozhi obviously didn't intend to pay attention to the strange man in front of him.
Han Fengci was not annoyed. He raised his hand, and in an instant, a huge whirlwind formed in the air. In the middle of the whirlwind, it was like two fish entangled with each other. The speed was getting faster and faster, and all the flowers and plants in the Dragon Palace were blown away. Ao Zhuozhi let go of the carp spirit and roared, "Stop, stop now!"
He waved his arms desperately, trying to hold the scattered flowers in his arms. He was able to hold the blue flowers, but the red flowers flew away. He was alone and could do nothing. So he shouted angrily: "Someone come! Someone come!"
His voice was completely drowned out by the powerful sound of the formation produced by the huge vortex. No matter how hard he shouted, even until his eyeballs popped out, no one paid any attention to him, including the old man with white hair.
The Piranha Plant, which was the king of the mountain in the forbidden land of the dragon clan, felt the call of the magic attack, and instantly crystal dewdrops appeared on its body. Those were the tears of the Piranha Plant.
After tens of thousands of years, the devil finally returned.
Instantly, she shook her huge petals, absorbing the nutrients from the entire mountain into her body, or more accurately, taking them back. Then she pulled herself up by the roots and jumped into the gray-white vortex that appeared in the air.
The moment the carnivorous plant appeared in the Dragon Palace, she sensed the aura of the ancient demon god. The huge roots were about to break her waist, but she was still twisting excitedly, completely ignoring Ao Zhuozhi who was eyeing her covetously.
Han Fengci was surprised. How did this magic flower become three petals? The stem juice of the three-petaled man-eating flower can remove the curses of the three realms except the ancient curse. It's good. After hiding in the poisonous cliff for so many years, I got a great fortune.
"Go and detoxify that stupid dragon."
The pistil of the carnivorous plant then looked at Ao Zhuozhi, who had been drooling at her. When the pistil of the carnivorous plant was aimed at Ao Zhuozhi's face, Ao Zhuozhi felt hot all over, his eyes were straight, and his Ren and Du meridians were restless. He wanted to own that flower so much. The three-petal buds fluttered like butterflies. It was so beautiful, so beautiful. Especially the circle of ginger-colored pistil core, opening and closing, he couldn't wait to get in. And the soft and smooth rhizome was swaying and dancing, he wanted to entangle with it. His legs were not under his control, he walked forward step by step, his eyes bursting with greed and possession. Just as he was getting closer and closer, the core of the ginger-colored pistil suddenly spurted out a mouthful of ginger-colored liquid, and Ao Zhuozhi's face instantly turned a light yellow.
Awake.
Suddenly, my vision became bright.
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