New White Snake Asking Immortals

The clear rain washes away the smoke and ashes, and the rain is turbid.

Rolling thunder is deafening. Electric snakes illuminate the sky. The four gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are working hard to regulate the rain. Amidst the moisture and smoke, huge warships are looming in the black clouds to clear the demons everywhere. The war between justice and demons is far from over.

Bai Yujun was silent in the rain, staring at the broken helmets and weapons representing the female guards in the camp and sighing, then turned back to the tent and refused to go out.

A few months passed in a trance...

The mission of the female guard camp is over.

I don't know if a certain general was curious, so he specially ordered the only dragon belonging to the Heavenly Army to participate in the cloud distribution and rain. Bai Yujun watched the female guard battalion's warship lift off through the clouds and went straight to the teleportation formation. They also need to help with rainfall on Minglan Planet. The range of black and red fireworks is too large, and the four gods will be too busy.

In fact, it is very easy for Bai Yujun to spread the rain with clouds.

The four gods will cooperate with each other and summon rain clouds from the far sea. They wanted to see the white dragon joke, thinking that one dragon could not do as much as a group of gods, but the result was too unexpected.

Bai Yujun easily surpassed the four masters of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and without paying attention, directly brought heavy rain to wash away the ashes, nourishing the earth and bringing vitality to all things.

There are not many gods who think highly of Moubai's ability to move clouds and spread rain.

Thinking that it is weak, not as useful as a powerful magic weapon, is actually a big misunderstanding of rainfall.

Among them, the mystery is profound and difficult to understand. The rain spells that the gods know are just forced actions. A certain Bai only needs one thought, and the talents of the gods and beasts are different. It is rumored that the magic talents of the Phoenix family are rare in the world, and other gods and beasts have their own specialties. There are always some talents who despise the so-called geniuses, otherwise how can they be worthy of the name of divine beasts, and it will be difficult to reproduce and be born.

Occasionally when it rains, due to encountering residual demons fighting and killing, the rain falls intermittently and very slowly.

Unknowingly, Liuminglan has been raining for a year and a half.

Originally seen from space, there are many huge and barren areas in Minglan World. After being nourished by the rain, they will become green areas within a year, and a certain dragon will also welcome the notice that it will return to heaven after its stationing.

The messenger drove the cloud to send the document.

"General Bai, this is your order to go back to heaven, please keep it."

"Thank you."

Received a book-sized golden document folded in half, on which were written date, time, where, name and many other information in beautiful calligraphy.

Are you going back...

Living in the Minglan world seems to be used to the clouds and rain every day.

Since the female guards camp left, Bai Yujun moved to a high-altitude camp composed of countless warships. The wind and clouds scattered, and every day when she returned to the camp after a mission, she always liked to sit outside the cabin and watch the earth. She often used a special frequency fluctuation to communicate with the Minglan world Communication, not too complicated, just convey simple emotions.

Lying on the railing, looking at the setting sun and the sea of ​​clouds.

The ancient land was gradually shrouded in darkness, and the sun rose and the moon rose.

Working hard to kill demons, traveling here and there, spreading clouds and rain to restore the vitality of the earth, is not for military exploits.

Even if there is no Heavenly Court sending troops, Bai Yujun will fight for the Minglan world. This is fate and the mission of the Dragon Clan. I don’t know if the other four dragons feel this way, but Bai Yujun, who was born with the love of his hometown world, must do it.

The tall and large ships light up the palace lanterns, and the lights of the continuous ships are like a sea of ​​stars.

A beautiful palace lantern is lit above the head.

Under the lamp, the golden light shrouded the slender figure beside the railing, the hair fluttered in the wind, and the lamp was dyed golden...

The tall and simple ship, the carved beams and painted eaves above the head, the small figure, the light blue moonlight renders the whole world, and in the distance is the turbulent night sea of ​​clouds under the moonlight...

Quiet and beautiful, the wind gently brings coolness.

very nice.

I haven't played a musical instrument for a long time, and I always feel that there is something missing in my life. Anyway, it is not the time of martial law. I rummaged through the storage bag and found a bundle of gourd silk for musical instruments from the innermost side, and took out one at random.

Put it in your mouth to brew for a moment, close your eyes and carefully recall the carefree time in Nanhuang Jiuli, and think of the girl who quietly looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of the window all her life.

The sound of the music sounded, kind, slightly nasal, gentle and delicate like silk, elegant and soft...

Gradually, many heavenly soldiers and generals on the Warship Corridor Bridge stopped and listened softly, sweeping away the tension and depression of the past and rarely relaxing. Those who like music close their eyes and follow the rhythm with their fingers gently shaking, enjoying a moment of leisure while taking a bath.

The Tianjun is dominated by men, who love music, but because of various feudal customs, few people learn it. Even if they can play the zither or the flute, they will not present music in public.

A certain dragon doesn't care, he's not human anyway.

Exhausted and wounded, the soldiers who returned to the camp slowed down and enjoyed the melodious music.

time is quiet...

Ye Wumian, maybe because she knew that Bai Yujun was going to leave, Minglan World was reluctant and encouraged, reluctant to leave Long, and encouraged Long to be strong and go further.

I didn't tell others about being able to communicate with the world. In their eyes, the world planet is just a world. Maybe the dream can be proud of destroying the world, but they don't know that the earth and the sky are the foundation of everything. How can there be no heaven and earth? A colorful world.

sleepless nights.

...

early morning.

Bai Yujun put on the newly rationed armor and carried new weapons to a certain medium-sized warship.

Hand the documents in hand to the immortal general for inspection, then board the cabin door, pass through the fully armed heavenly soldiers and generals to find a cabin, in which there are already three loose immortals in different clothes, one old man, two young men and women, recruited by the heavenly court After the war, the Sanxian returned to the main world one after another.

He smiled and nodded as a greeting, and found a seat by the porthole to sit down.

The cabin is very large, many beds and chairs are put away against the wall and usually not used, only a few seats or futons are provided for rest, unless there is no teleportation array and it takes a long time to sail, the beds and chairs will be put down.

After a short wait, dozens of heavenly soldiers and generals walked into this cabin one after another, each looking for a place to meditate or chat.

Among them, five celestial beings came to sit or stand around Bai Yujun, chatting about the battle in the Minglan world, and one of them was still injured, which was a very common and ordinary scene.

Suddenly, Bai Yujun's pointed ears moved slightly...

Aunt Ming Lan sent out a warning wave, targeting the five immortal generals around her!

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he probably met those bullshit organizations again.

"Yawn~"

Pretend to stretch and unknowingly put your feet in a suitable position for afterburner, adjust your sitting posture, increase the blood flow throughout your body and adjust your muscles to a state of explosive tension!

Close your eyes, then open your right eye and look briefly into the future...

With a narrow space and a superior number of opponents, I am single and weak, and the future scenes are constantly staged in the pupil of the right eye. After a short prediction, I close my tired right eye and analyze the countermeasures. There are only five, and it can be solved if you are serious. , What is difficult to handle is the aftermath.

In other words, a group of idiots who think they are lingering.

Thank you Minglan World, I sat quietly in the chair and watched the warship slowly launch into the air, and went straight to the huge golden teleportation circle in the sky. The runes rotated and lit up, and the bow entered. Two feet long black dragon pattern sharp weapon...