readx;? Ji Danhuang's consciousness gradually blurred, his body was extremely heavy, and he kept sinking, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He felt that the chaotic shouts and killings around him were gradually moving away from him, and the figures who were struggling to die gradually blurred, gradually turning into a blurred blood color in his seriousness, and he could no longer distinguish the shape.

He felt tired, very tired, very tired, and just wanted to just go to sleep and never wake up again.

Just when he was groggy and about to lose consciousness, a wisp of familiar cold incense lingered on the tip of his nose, and suddenly forcibly pulled Ji Danhuang's addicted consciousness back. Ji Danhuang trembled violently, took a hard breath, opened his eyes wide, and then heard a sharp flute sound, which came from a distance.

Ji Danhuang was stunned for a moment, not knowing if this was his hallucination, or if there was really a flute sound, so he hurriedly pricked up his ears and carefully distinguished. However, after that sound, only the chaotic sound of fighting around him remained, and there was no flute sound.

Is it really a delusion?

The cold fragrance of the blue rose became more and more intense, Ji Danhuang's consciousness gradually became clearer, and his body seemed to have regained some strength. He struggled to sit up, gasping for breath and looking around, subconsciously looking for something. But as for what he was looking for, he didn't even know himself.

Just when Ji Danhuang was looking around blankly, another chilling flute sound came into his ears, but this time the flute sound was clearer and sharper than what he had heard before, piercing into his brain like an ice pick, which made Ji Danhuang shiver. And he suddenly realized one thing, that is, this flute sound seemed to come from the depths of Dragon Island in the East China Sea!

Deep in the depths of Dragon Island in the East China Sea...... Dragon Ball Area ...... Ryugu ......

Long Mengling?

Suddenly, Ji Danhuang was taken aback by his own conjecture, and he felt for a moment that the person who played this chilling flute sound. It was Long Mengling, there was a burst of excitement in his heart, and his heart beat wildly several times one after another. But then. He laughed self-deprecatingly, rejecting his own conjecture.

Lying in the middle of the Dragon Palace. It's just a shell of Long Mengling, there is nothing in it at all, how can she play the jade flute?

Feeling Ji Danhuang sit up, Long Jin retreated to Ji Danhuang's side and asked, "How do you feel?"

Ji Danhuang smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and then reluctantly spoke: "It's not good, I'm tired." I need to go back to blue. ”

Without saying a word, Long Jin took out a "Nine Turns Hui Immortal Pill" and stuffed it into Ji Danhuang's mouth, sending a wisp of immortal qi into his upper dantian, waking up the groggy Yuan Ying inside and helping him to breathe.

With the help of Long Jin, Ji Danhuang put on the posture of "Five Hearts to the Sky", and ran the "Nine Dragons Jue" immortal method in a circle, and suddenly felt that his state was much better. He was about to continue his exercises, but he heard the third flute sound coming from afar, but it was even more terrifying than the first two times.

Ji Danhuang was slightly stunned. Turning his head, he asked Long Jin, "Long Jin, did you hear that?"

He'd already heard it three times, so it shouldn't be a hallucination.

Long Jin's face froze. Nodding heavily, "I heard you." ”

Ji Danhuang was happy. Long Jin also heard it, so it was definitely not an illusion!

"Then what do you think is going on?" Ji Danhuang asked in a slightly trembling voice, "How did this voice come from?"

Long Jin shook his head: "I don't know about this either. Maybe...... Maybe something you don't even know about has been touched. ”

On the Dragon Island of the East China Sea, there are countless large and small machine formations, and there must be something that Ji Danhuang has not had time to understand. This flute may have been recorded many years ago, and it was sealed in a certain formation mechanism. Now that the foreign enemy has broken through the second layer of defense of Dragon Island in the East China Sea, the scene is chaotic. Maybe someone accidentally touched the mechanism and released the flute.

But then again. This flute sound is really powerful, just like what Long Mengling played himself. The power contained in it is much worse. But this feeling is definitely not wrong, it is indeed Long Mengling's style.

Is it a formation mechanism......

After hearing Long Jin's speculation, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart. He really hoped in his heart that this flute sound was really played by Long Mengling when he picked up the jade flute just now, hoping that she would suddenly wake up and no longer be a beautiful shell that could only lie quietly and sleep.

However, this is just a delusional idea after all.

Ji Danhuang sighed lightly, and continued to operate the "Nine Dragons Jue" to recover his strength under the close protection of Long Jin.

The sound of the flute came from time to time, sporadically striking in Ji Danhuang's heart, and a driving force was vaguely formed, driving the breath in his body to speed up. After running like this for five weeks, Ji Danhuang couldn't help but open his eyes to look, but saw that everyone on Dragon Island in the East China Sea seemed to be affected by the sound of the flute, and they were all as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they were already red-eyed.

He didn't even know that there was such a mechanism formation on the Dragon Island in the East China Sea that lifted the morale of the army.

Feeling that his state was much better, Ji Danhuang took a deep breath, reluctantly stood up, touched his twin swords and stumbled towards Long Jin's side, wanting to rejoin the battle. After Chen Huangying found out about Ji Danhuang's actions, he hurriedly rushed over and grabbed him.

"Chen Bu Mucao, Dahuang, you are going to die!" Chen Huangying said with a nervous face, "Just like you, you are half-dead, rush up and send people to the head!

The brothers were all desperate, where was Ji Danhuang willing to rest, and desperately struggled to use the "Eight Desolations Demon Sword Formation" to slash and kill the enemy from a distance. Chen Huangying saw that he couldn't stop it, so he asked Nangong Jun for the rest of the "rose brew", and poured it all into Ji Danhuang's mouth.

Ji Danhuang was suddenly shocked: "Eagle, what are you doing!"

"Don't do anything!" Chen Huangying stuffed the mouth of the bottle and threw it back to Nangong Jun, "Since you have to follow along, then big brother has to let you save this little life! This thing works well, you can continue to do it after drinking it." ”

Ji Danhuang exclaimed: "But this is the last inventory!"

The last bit of "rose brew" was poured into his mouth, and then if someone was dying, what should be used to save people!

"In the end, it will be the last!" Chen Huangying said, "Take this thing to save your life, it's worth it! Don't you want to fight? Big brother is a lot of people here, you hurry up, big brother is almost tired!" )