sinovels Chapter 174 Extra Story 3
Chapter 174 Extra Story 3
Guan Er looked up at the dark sky, and heard the people's discussions in his ears, his heart skipped a beat.
Before this, the Dragon Clan and Qingqiu had been wrestling for many years. The reason why the Qingqiu Fox was no longer born was largely because of the Dragon Clan.
People of the dragon clan love to plunder beautiful women. First, they imprisoned the Jiao clan who were similar in blood and good-looking, so that they could give birth to enough dragon sons for themselves, and then they searched everywhere for beautiful men and women to imprison and enjoy themselves.
Qingqiu is mostly a fox that is so beautiful that it is breathtaking, and it is also the most important place for looting by the dragon clan.
If it hadn't been controlled by the gods for nearly a thousand years, I am afraid there would be no Qingqiu today.
All these stories Guan Er heard from the old people in his clan.
Now that the God Clan is in decline, the Dragon Clan is bound to make a comeback.
In the past, he only listened to those words as stories, but now he knows that the cloud brought by the dragon clan can really be suppressed so low.
Thousands of miles away, there is the smell of rain thrown down by those dragons.
Thinking of this, Guan Er's face turned pale, and he got up and rushed towards Qingqiu against the torrential rain.
With a distance of thousands of miles, he spent two months playing and stopping all the way, but if he really wanted to rush back, it only took half a day.
But even so, it's still too late.
And so, the sweet dream turned into an inescapable nightmare.
The green hills that were once full of bright colors turned into a muddy cave, and the smell of rain was tainted with a thick and disgusting bloody smell.
In an instant, the world was overshadowed.
Guan Er saw those huge figures intertwined in the dark clouds, and a dragon's head sticking out of the clouds.
The two huge longan eyes are dark green, staring at the lifeless ground below like copper bells, lingering to see if there are any prey that have slipped through the net.
There were just countless corpses there.
The barrier was shattered, and the yellow sand mixed with muddy water was poured into the green hill.
Guan Er was nailed to the spot, and heard the clansman's cries from the clouds.
Father is not here, and neither is Gu Shenming.
After a while, the longan turned around and began to cast towards Guan Er's position.
Standing in the rain curtain, Guan'er, who was covered in ice, didn't know how to hide.
At the critical moment, a huge black shadow covered his face and covered his body.
Guan Er was thrown into the mud, and the mud water poured into his eyes which could not be closed, making them cloudy.
There was darkness in front of him, but the weight on his body never really fell down. It seemed that there was some strength supporting this huge body, preventing him from falling down.
When Guan Er was in the chaos, when he recalled later, he could only think of the sound of thunder rolling down from the sky and the strong smell of burnt meat in his nose.
I don't know how long it took, Guan Er woke up, there was no sound of thunder and rain around, and everything seemed to be the same as before, but fell into dead silence.
The huge figure covering his body was already completely cold, and sticky blood with a burnt smell fell down his face along the slender feathers.
Guan Er lifted the corpse and started doing it in a daze.
Only then did he see clearly the thing that had saved him by accident.
It was a big bird with one wing missing, its whole body was bloody and bloody from being struck by lightning, and it was stiff and bent, showing a twisted arc.
Below this arc is the position of Guan Er.
Later, this scene became the most painful part of Guan Er's dreams. Every time he dreams, he can recall the big bird's stiff body, eyes that cannot be closed, and the suffocating smell of cooked meat.
It was that day that Guan Er knew that Gu Shenming was not the little sparrow who was inferior to him in everything, but Hou Yi, the great roc who once dominated the wilderness in ancient times.