General Tang Zhangwei joined forces with Tang Zhaozong in Chang'an City to clean up the group of polluting bastards.

In the eyes of General Tang Zhangwei, this group of guys is idiots.

These people really don't have long eyes, and Tang Xizong finally came out in person, but these grandsons insisted on not giving face to Tang Xizong, so Tang Xizong had to ask Tang Zhangwei to come forward to deal with these idiots.

Of course, in terms of force, Jin Wuwei and them must be enough, but if these people insist on playing Tang Zhangwei's signboard, these Jin Wuwei will probably let them go in the end, because after all, they are rat throwers.

In Tang Zhangwei's eyes, these bastards were never a good choice.

Shuanghua's mouth was wide open. "Heron?" He asked.

"It's not him. It's the skinny wizard. My son Leo! I want to break him into pieces. I admire the way you saved him, oh I mean, I'm going to admire. ”

Shuanghua straightened up (it's not hard to do that)." Where is he? He turned and strode towards the door, feeling very heroic.

"Just follow that path in the dust." The voice said, "Riesa comes to see me sometimes. She still thinks about her old father, my good girl.

When she killed me, she was the only one among the children who was strong enough to do it. If there is a father, there will be a daughter. By the way, good luck.

I think I said that, right? I mean, I'm going to say it again. ”

The voice was still lingering in the chaotic tenses, and the double flower had already run down the dead passage, and the dragon strode easily behind. After a while, Shuanghua was so tired that she couldn't breathe and collapsed on a pillar.

He was tired and hungry, as if he hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.

Why don't you let me fly you? Nelitz's voice came to his head.

The dragon spread its wings and flapped experimentally, lifting its feet off the ground for a moment. Shuanghua stared at it for a moment, then ran over and quickly climbed up the dragon's neck. Then, they soared into the air, and the dragon skimmed the ground with ease, just a few feet above the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust behind them.

Shuanghua did her best to hold on tightly.

Nelliz flew over a series of caves and up a spiral staircase large enough to hold an army. At the top of the ladder, they entered a realm where it was clear that there was still life, and the mirror at the corner of the corridor was polished to a shiny light, reflecting a faint light.

I smell other dragons.

Its wings swung so fast that it couldn't be seen clearly, and with a sharp turn, it suddenly accelerated, as if it had spotted a mosquito's swallow, and rushed down a passage on the side, and the double flower on its back almost looked up. Another sharp turn, they rushed out of a passage with a large cave next to it. Under their feet were countless huge rocks, and above them were many large holes, and the sunlight was shining in obliquely, and the caves seemed to be quite lively...... Nelliz hovered, his wings blowing, and the two flowers looked up, and saw a lot of perched dragons, and many small dot-like figures, all of whom seemed to walk upside down.

This is the perched hall. The dragon's voice looked satisfied.

Shuanghua watched as a small figure fell from the high dome, getting bigger and bigger......

Lingsifeng watched Leo! The pale face was getting farther and farther away from him. It's so weird, a small part of his heart is crying out, I'm actually rising, what's going on? Subsequently, he began somersaulting in the air. Reality is back, and he's falling down the rocks of the abyss that are filled with dragon dung.

His brain began to spin. The incantation came out of his heart again, just like every time he was in crisis.

Why don't you read us out, the spell seems to be instigating, our lives are almost gone, what are we afraid of? As he fell, Lingsifeng stretched out his arm.

"Ashonai." He shouted. The word froze in the air, with an icy blue flame, fluttering in the wind.

He waved his other hand again, and his whole body was controlled by fear and magic.

"Ebilis." He shouted. The word froze as well, glowing orange-red, floating next to the word from earlier.

"Ulshuling. Kefanti. Pisian. Ngulad. Ferringau Marley. The words shone like a rainbow of light beside him, and he raised his hands in the air, ready to say the eighth and final word. This word will shine with an eighth color of light, making the spell finally take effect. At this time, Ling Sifeng had already ignored the fact that he was falling from the stone.

"......," he opened his mouth to read.

He was suddenly knocked out of breath, and the spell dissipated instantly. A pair of arms wrapped around his waist. For a moment the world was turned upside down, and the dragon stopped swooping and flew upwards again, its claws brushing over the highest rock in the ground of Weilmburg for a split second. Shuanghua had a triumphant smile on her face.

"Catch him!"

The dragon flew to the highest point, slicing a graceful curve in the air, and with a flick of its wings, it soared straight into the sky from the mouth of the cave.

At noon, on the hilltop plateau of Weilmburg, which maintains a strange balance, dragons and riders form a large circle on the turquoise meadows. In the distance was a motley group of servants, slaves, and people begging for a living at the end of the world, staring at the battlefield on the lawn and watching the circle of people.

There are some high-level dragons in this circle, including Leo! Te and his brother Leades. Leo! Te was still rubbing his legs, grinning in pain. In the distance, Liesa and Heron stood in front of a few henchmen. Standing between these two groups is the general counsel for the disposal of the estate in Weilmburg.

"As you know," said the General Counsel, in a less firm tone, "the half-deceased King of Weilmburg, Grecha I, has made a promise: one of his three sons and daughters must be confident that he will challenge and defeat him in a life-and-death battle...... Or...... Her other two siblings were able to succeed to the throne. "Alright, alright, we all know it, hurry up." In the air beside him, a faint voice said angrily.

The general counsel swallowed. In the past, the master's abdication was very irregular, and he still doesn't know how to deal with it. Is this old guy dead or not? He really wanted to figure it out.

"But it's still uncertain," he said, his voice trembling, "whether he will be able to allow others to challenge ...... on his behalf."

"Allowed, allowed," Gretcha snapped out of his ** voice, "it's smart to do that." Don't waste all your time talking nonsense! ”

"I challenge you!" Heron stared at the two brothers, "You guys go up together." ”

Leo! Ter and Lyadis exchanged glances.

"You're fighting with the two of us?" Lyadis said. He has long black hair and is tall, thin and stocky.

(End of chapter)