The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

Things are always so strange. To Huaihua, becoming Zhang Hao’s mount dragon is indeed a very unpleasant thing for her, but when Zhang Hao speaks in a serious tone, he will never sit on her in the future. When she was on her body, she felt unprovoked anger. There was no trace of this kind of anger, and she herself didn't know why it happened, but it was a real emotion before her eyes.

Huaihua’s anger, in the eyes of others, may be a dangerous murderous intent, but under the **** of the Dragon Knight’s oath, Zhang Hao’s eyes looked more like a person who had been robbed of food, angrily Little female cat with cracked teeth.

"Why be angry? Isn't that great? You don't want to be ridden on your back by others!"

Zhang Hao didn't understand this. Suddenly, he suddenly thought that there is a class of women on earth who are usually cold and frosty, but in fact they tend to like to be treated. Is Huaihua also of this type? When Zhang Hao thought of this, his expression immediately became weird. He looked up and down at the female dragon with cold temperament...probably not!

Huaihua's sixth sense of women is also very developed. She felt something wrong in Zhang Hao's vision, her face was flattered, and her tone was even colder: "What do you mean!"

"I would like to ask you what you mean!" Zhang Hao asked inexplicably: "You will be unhappy if you ride on you, I can understand, but why I said that I will not ride on you in the future, Are you angry too?"

Huaihua finally found something wrong with herself. She fell silent for a while, frowning her eyebrows. Logically, she should feel extremely grateful for this, but she did not expect that this feeling of anger came from the bottom of her heart. Why on earth? Huaihua couldn't understand, but she seemed to be able to confirm that after signing the Dragon Knight contract, she seemed to have changed a bit.

She suddenly remembered what the old dragon who had signed and signed the dragon knight contract said before: "Although our dragon clan has changed many regulations of the dragon knight oath, this is actually ridiculous. The core of the oath itself has not changed." Long sighed, "I miss my master so much."

The owner of the old dragon is a human being, who has been dead for 369 years plus forty-five days. The old dragon couldn't remember how much wealth he had, but he remembered how many years his master died. clear and direct. At that time, Huaihua was still young, and he just found it strange. Now that he thinks about his own situation, something is wrong. Does the Dragon Knight Oath still have some tricks hidden in it that the Dragons don’t know?

The world of magic is vast and profound, even the dragons dare not say that they are true experts in magic. After thinking for a while, Huaihua’s anger slowly dissipated, and she looked at Zhang Hao with unintelligible eyes. Said: "Well, well, since you said that, you absolutely can't...ridden...ridden...ridden...on me."

She said the word ‘riding’ three times before uttering it. Zhang Hao also mistakenly thought that she was a woman and was sensitive to such words, but she didn't expect that Huaihua couldn't speak coherently at all.

At that moment, there was a fierce emotion in Huai Hua's heart, disgust, and a strong dislike for himself. There is a proverb in this world, which translates to: If people don't like themselves, others won't like you. What's more, the dragon race itself is an extremely narcissistic race. As the most talented fighting silver dragon, it is still a beautiful dragon. Huaihua's narcissism is also one of the best among the dragons. How can it be self-hatred.

This incident was absolutely unusual. He was very afraid of such emotional fluctuations that he did not control. Suddenly, Huaihua's face turned blue, and his body was even shaking slightly.

"What's the matter? Your face doesn't seem very good."

"Nothing! You don't have to worry about me."

Huaihua waved his hand, and suddenly flew up, and climbed up rapidly, only to stop after flying more than 400 meters high. The high altitude is colder than the ground, and there are more non-directional low-level wind currents. For other intelligent races, it may feel very cold, but for the silver dragon who lives on the top of the snow mountain all year round, it is a very warm breeze. She sighed long, and the intense emotions in her heart finally calmed down.

Looking down from a high altitude, the centaur tribe, which had previously felt quite spacious, became a small pie with a big mouth. The Elf Forest is very wide, and its area is much larger than that of Rhodes Dragon Island. The leaves of the giant trees are connected together, like static waves. When the moon shines, most of the light is reflected back. It is very similar to the seascape near Rhodeslong Island, except that one is static and the other is dynamic. .

"Lancer, I miss you so much!" Huaihua whispered infatuatedly. The time playing and playing with her lover a few days ago came to mind again, and what followed was a tide of anxiety, she wanted to change back to a dragon. Xing, holding her head up and yin, telling the world what she missed, but Zhang Hao's order for not allowing her to reveal her strength was imprinted in her mind, forcibly suppressing her impulse.

"Damn the Dragon Knight Oath."

The white-clothed woman looked at the centaur tribe below with a confused gaze, her voice sang and chanted like Xiao. She didn't know whether she was hate or anger, or whether she had no emotions involved, she just simply told her.

Watching Huaihua turning into a small black spot in the air, Zhang Hao retracted his gaze after a while. Huaihua's moody and varied changes made him extremely uncomfortable. After getting used to Alicia's gentleness, it is difficult for him to have a good impression of this kind of emotionally changeable woman, no matter how beautiful the other party is.

"It's better for Alicia, gentle and considerate." Thinking of the girl at home, Zhang Hao smiled unconsciously: "Hurry up and finish things, and go back quickly."

Looking at the characters in the world, no matter how heroic they are, they will never escape a gentle knife from a woman. Zhang Hao is not a hero, so it is even harder to escape.

Zhang Hao returned to the previous gathering place, but was surprised to find that there were two more three-meter-high rattan houses. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile, secretly saying that he is rare and strange.

As children of the forest, magic power reaches a certain level. As long as it is in a place with abundant plants, the elves can create shelter out of thin air. Two elves who were watching the night outside met Zhang Hao, their eyes lit up, and they enthusiastically invited him into the house. Inside were male elves. They met Zhang Hao and enthusiastically asked him to sit down and take out the fruit of magic to entertain him. he.

The fruit produced by magic has a bad taste, and picky elves have never liked this stuff. But now the Centaur clan is hostile to them, and they have not brought out fruit and food to entertain them. They have to be self-sufficient. Fortunately, there are elves in the morning flower team who know the magic of giving birth to fruits, otherwise a group of elves will be hungry at night.

Zhang Hao took a bite of the slightly dry red fruit and twisted his eyebrows slightly. This thing is sweet with bitterness and bitterness and astringency. It tastes weird, compared with the fruit that Ann gave him. , The gap is not a star and a half.

Looking around, Zhang Hao asked, "Where are Monica and others? What are they doing?"

"They are in another room, and men and women live separately." Dali Su gnawed a pile of fruits in front of him, his expression aching pain: "At the same time, he is confirming the plan and division of tasks for tomorrow. His Royal Highness also knows. In our family, women are more proficient in this aspect, and of course I leave it to them."

Zhang Hao secretly shook his head when he heard the words: "The elves are indeed a race that is full of yin and sorrow."

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Compassionate the families of the deceased, mobilize the distribution of supplies in the clan, and determine who will assist the Elves in tracking down the murderer tomorrow... By the time everything at hand is finished, it is already midnight. The subordinates brought a dish of soup, Uglula finished it in one breath, and then sighed comfortably: "Ulurugi, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

"Thank you patriarch, are you full, do you want me to make one more?" The centaur girl picked up the rough wooden bowl and faced Uglula, her eyes were still respect apart from respect.

"No, I'll go to see the Prophet..."

Riding on the desolate moonlight, walking on the quiet path, in the surrounding wooden houses, occasionally heard a faint cry of mourning. Even in the midst of grief, the centaur is still thinking about the people of the tribe. They don’t want their crying to disturb the neighbor’s rest. They can not cry as much as possible. They can’t help it, so they use thick withered grass to cover their own. Head.

The centaur’s hearing is very good, and it’s quiet late at night, no matter how much you cover it, you can’t hide your crying.

"Damn murderer, you will definitely pay a huge price for this." Uglula made a low face, and took a few more steps forward, and two vine houses of the elves appeared in front of her eyes. This style of architecture made him feel cordial not long ago, but now it makes him difficult to understand: "Don't let us down, old elves..."

After walking more than 20 meters forward, under the light of the magic mark, opened the door, and saw Ula Hula sitting on the haystack, his eyes fixed on one place, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. what.

It’s no wonder that Uglula has been so strange~www.wuxiaspot.com~ walked straight over, lay down in front of Wulahula, and made a comfortable and long sitting posture: "Little Prophet, what are you thinking about? Have you seen the future of the group of elves?"

Wulahula raised his head and said with a weird look: "Even if you can see it, you can't see it."

"Why, to your uncle, you all speak such ambiguous philosophical language?" Uglula sighed: "Tell me what you see, otherwise I won't be able to judge the future direction."

"The future of other elves can be seen clearly, but once they approach a young male elves, the future will be blurred or even changed. When they are farther away from the elves, the future will become more clear and clear again. It has to be the same."

Uglula asked suspiciously, "What does this mean?"

"What does this mean?" Ulahullah asked loudly. He stood up suddenly, his eyes frenzied: "This means that he can change the future. It means that my teacher, the teacher's teacher, what he said is all wrong. Our prophet can change destiny, and what he can do, we centaur prophet can also do it."

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