Wu Er was stunned.

Intuitively, he sensed that something was wrong.

He and the young master of the candle dragon have never known each other, let alone have a friendship, and the young master of the candle dragon seems to be a little too enthusiastic.

But if he wanted to say what was wrong, he really couldn't think of it.

However, Wu Er didn't think much of it.

Between the nine ancient clans, although it is not a group of harmony, there is no deep hatred and hatred.

As the young master of the Wu Clan, when he came to the Valley of the Dragon Skeleton, even if he was not received by the courtesy, there would be no danger.

What's more, the young master in front of him is, after all, the young master of the candle dragon lineage, and his status and identity are comparable to him.

Being able to make friends with him is not an insult to one's identity.

At this point, Wu Er laughed and said, "Okay, since the Dragon Candle Daoist friend is warmly invited, it will be disrespectful in the future." ”

Su Zimo nodded, turned sideways slightly, made an inviting gesture, and walked side by side with Wu Er towards his cave.

The dragons who had greeted Wu Er looked at each other.

Although they are all dragon clans, among them, there are even dragon clans in the Law Phase Realm, but in terms of identity and status, they are not as good as Su Zimo, and they can only watch Su Zimo take Wu Er away.

Many candle dragons had already gotten the news, and when they saw Su Zimo walking towards this side with Wu Er, they were all curious to get around.

"It's worthy of being a young master, his face is big enough, and he actually invited all the young masters of the Wu clan over. ”

"That is, looking at it like this, the two seem to have some friendship. ”

The dragons discussed.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Wu Er glanced sideways slightly, laughed, and said: "Dragon Candle Daoist, although it is the first time we have met, I have an illusion in my heart, we seem to have known each other for a long time. ”

"It's not a delusion. ”

Su Zimo didn't stop walking, and said something seemingly casually.

"Huh?"

Wu Er looked stunned, and for a while, he didn't understand the meaning of Su Zimo's words.

"What do you mean by this, have we ever seen it?"

Wu Er showed a look of reminiscence, and muttered: "This is the first time I have left the Ghost Curse Cemetery, and in my memory, I should not have met with Daoist friends. ”

Su Zimo paused, turned around, the corners of his mouth under the mask curled slightly, and said faintly: "Of course we have met." ”

"When?"

Wu Er asked subconsciously.

"Just now. ”

Su Zimo sighed lightly, as if he was blaming Wu Er for forgetting so quickly.

This sigh fell on Wu Er's ears, and he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the hairs on his body stood up!

At this time, his mind was still in chaos.

But for some reason, looking at the crimson mask on Su Zimo's face, he felt a sense of horror!

Just met?

What do you mean?

In Wu Er's mind, Su Zimo's figure vaguely flashed.

But soon, this speculation was dismissed by him.

That's impossible!

Su Zimo has been isolated from the sea of bones, and as a human race, it is impossible for him to enter this place!

So what does this candle dragon young master mean by this sentence?

"Fellow Daoist, take off your mask. ”

Wu Er frowned slightly, his face was not good, he stared at Su Zimo and said slowly: "Since you invited me, you should be honest with each other, why hide it." ”

Normally, when he visits the dragons, even if he sees a dragon wearing a mask, he has no right to ask the other party to take it off.

This is too rude.

What's more, the one in front of him is the young master of the candle dragon.

But at this time, Wu Er felt anxious in his heart, and only felt that the other party's eyes looked at him with a trace of mockery, a trace of pity, and a trace of sadness.

This is not normal!

At this time, there were a lot of candle dragons gathered here, and when they saw that the two of them were acting strangely, they all looked over here.

Su Zimo stretched out his palm, slowly took off his mask, revealing a slightly delicate face, smiled at Wu Er, and said, "You don't have a chance." ”

This was the last thing Qinglian said to Wu Er before she left.

And now, this sentence, coming out of the mouth of the dragon clan's true body, is simply a life-threatening talisman!

Wu Er looked at the familiar face in front of him, his pupils contracted violently, and he only felt that his scalp was exploding, and he was almost frightened!

The person in front of him, except for the hair color that was different from the Wild Martial Dao people he had seen, the rest of his eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were almost the same!

How can it be?

How did Arsatake appear among the dragons?

Even if Aragon was qualified to step into the Valley of the Dragon's Skeleton, how could he possibly be one step ahead of him?

In this lightning, how could Wu Er figure out such a complicated issue.

Countless thoughts converged, and in the end, only one voice remained.

Escape!

No matter how Asatake came to the Dragon Clan, no matter how Asatake gained a foothold in the Dragon Clan, he also became the Young Master of the Candle Dragon.

Wu Er only knows one thing, that is, the person in front of him, he wants to kill him!

The two were extremely close.

If you run away, it will be difficult to escape.

Therefore, Wu Er subconsciously launched the meta-mystic, wanting to delay Su Zimo's actions as much as possible!

"Godkiller Spell!"

The witch invokes the god-killing spell.

This strange secret method of the witch clan, ignoring the spatial distance, once again descended in Su Zimo's sea of knowledge!

The meta-mysticism erupted, and the witch turned and fled.

These two actions are almost done in one go, without any stagnation.

But the moment he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a mockery passing in Su Zimo's eyes.

The witch's heart sank to the bottom in an instant!

He suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake!

He shouldn't have shot!

This is the Valley of the Dragon Skeleton, with his identity, as long as he doesn't make a move, even if Huang Wu is the young master of the Candle Dragon, there is no reason to kill him.

If you dare to kill him, it will be tantamount to provoking a war between the witch clan and the dragon clan!

But now, when he came to the Valley of the Dragon Skeleton, he actually launched the Yuan Mystic Technique on a young master of the candle dragon, which was equivalent to giving the other party a reason to kill him!

Actually, it's no wonder that witchcraft is not guilty.

He thought he was out of the crisis completely.

But how could he have thought that this terrifying demon would be hunted down to this point, right in front of him, and he was still talking and laughing with him just now!

Whoever encounters this kind of weird and terrifying situation will be in chaos.

Right now, Wu Er has only one thought!

I just hope he can speak!

As long as Su Zimo can't kill him in an instant, as long as he is allowed to speak, he can give all the dragon clans an explanation, an answer!

As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Zimo also urged the meta-mystic technique of the dragon clan's true body!

A crimson dragon scale emerged in the sea of knowledge.

This is no ordinary dragon scale.

It's the dragon family, the most unique, the only one of them!

The storm formed by the dragon scales and the god-killing spell gently collided together.

Everything happened quietly.

The storm broke down.

Wu Er had not yet uttered a word, as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes were round, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

In his sea of consciousness, the dark green primordial spirit was covered with cracks, and it had also collapsed!

The dragon's reverse scales, touch it and die!

Thump!

Wu Er fell straight down, his life qi gone, and he had been reduced to a corpse!

The young master of the Wu Clan, fallen in the Valley of the Dragon's Skeleton!

(End of chapter)