Chapter 1430: Fried white
What? Patriarch?
Can you even change the dragon in the middle?
That is to say... In the dish of the sacred beast, this is not only a dragon, but a dragon population.
In addition, how to change the dragon in the middle?
Song Shuhang is very concerned about this issue.
The dragon will disguise itself as a variety of foods and be eaten by people. However, how Xiaolong came out of the human body has always been a mystery.
蜃龙道友, you don’t tell me how to change the dragon in the middle, I am very panicked.
Song Shuhang hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, can you tell me, how do you change the dragon's process in the middle?"
However, the sound that sounded in his ear has disappeared.
Did Xiaolong leave?
Song Shuhang was even more panicked.
He took his hand behind him and looked at the clouds outside the palace.
How will the patriarch of the dragon family come in? How to attach to him?
[Let the Taoist friends wait for a long time, my family's younger generation is not refined, and did not let the Taoist friends enter a satisfactory fantasy world. It is really my teaching. Dao, then we have come back. At this time, a heavy voice sounded.
"The patriarch’s friend has already been attached to me?" asked Song Shuhang.
[Slightly took a little time and let the Taoist friends wait a long time. 】 The dragon dragon smiled.
Song Shuhang: "That, can you tell me how the patriarch Daoyou entered my body?"
[Simple, you are still affected by suffocation, and you are in a state of sleep. I just need to shrink to the size of the sand and break into the mouth of the friend. 】 The dragon patriarch returns: [There is not much time, and we will continue to start the new journey of 蜃 幻想 幻想 幻想 ’ !! 】
"Wait, the patriarch and you will wait, I have one last question." Song Shuhang hurriedly said: "Daoyou, how did you go out when you came out from the monk?"
This question is very important!
[Oh, the friend of the road originally cares about this problem. This is actually no secret, but my family has rarely communicated directly with practitioners, so few people know about it. In fact, after my family only needs people to be satisfied in the 'Chen Fantasy World', we can feedback from the practitioners that we can use only the '蜃能', this special energy allows us to enter the 'spirit Physical state. Just like the body of merit, you can freely get rid of the human body. 】 The dragon chief explained.
"It turns out that." Song Shuhang heard the words, the mind was set.
The dragon patriarch smiled slightly.
In the world of arrogant fantasy, the fog in the Song Shuhang Palace became more intense, and the white clouds rose, wrapping the entire palace.
The world of Song Shuhang has become a world of whiteness.
[Everyone has their own dreams, and our dragons are best at dig out the wishes and dreams of the human heart and realize it in a dream. However, because some young dragons are limited, the dreams they can dig out are the dreams of the practitioners. And the old dragon like me can dig out all the dreams in people's hearts. Not only is it a dream or a wish... There is something curious about the practitioner's mind, we can also dig it out and give an answer in the dream. The voice of the dragon chief continued to ring.
"So powerful?" Song Shuhang was a little surprised.
In this way, is there no secret in the presence of the cultivator in front of the dragon?
[However, we generally don't do this, because if you dig too deep, if you let some powerful guys get angry, it will cause big trouble. 】 The voice of the dragon chief is slow and slow.
Ok……
In fact, he is bragging, the ability of the dragon family, and not so against the sky. They can guide the desires and dreams of the practitioners and weave them into dreams in the way that the practitioners want.
And to dig into the deep curious things in the soul, I am afraid that the existence of the dragon's longevity level will come.
The dragon patriarch, this is to let Song Shuhang relax his mind by bragging, and then he can guide the desire of Song Shuhang's soul.
Song Shuhang nodded slightly, only feeling that the dragons were good.
The dragon patriarchs exert their full strength to influence the soul of Song Shuhang.
At the same time, he also connected the dreams of the members of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group' around Songshang Airlines through the power of the patriarch.
The surrounding members, since sitting with Song Shuhang, may be able to get some clues from the dreams of these members, thus inferring Song Shuhang’s dreams and wishes.
After a while...
The white mist on the side of Song Shuhang all dispersed.
After that, the palace disappeared and the white mist turned into a huge desert.
Song Shuhang stumbled in the desert.
At the same time, due to the influence of ‘蜃气’, Song Shuhang once again “substituted” into this dream.
Dreams are such wonderful things. Sometimes dreams are even more ridiculous. If you are in a dream, you will always feel that everything is reasonable. Under the full force of the power of the phoenix patriarch, Song Shuhang’s identity at this time became a traveler in the desert.
He appeared in the desert.
"Ah, strange, why am I in the desert? Am I taking risks?" Song Shuhang grabbed his head.
He can't remember why he suddenly chose to venture into the desert.
"But forget it, anyway, already in the desert, then the most important thing to do next is to find a source of water." Song Shudao.
- This is the ability of the dragon to influence the suffocation.
Then, Song Shuhang began to walk in the desert.
How can I find water in the desert?
The ghost knows.
Anyway, he is now walking along a straight line in the desert.
I don't know how long the road is going.
"The mouth is thirsty, and this desert is too monotonous?" Song Shudao.
No matter how long it takes, there will always be a yellow sand on the side, no plants, no animals, nothing but yellow sand, a dead silence. This monotonous world has been around for a long time and is prone to nerve breakdown.
"At this time, if you can come to a friend, just two people together, it will not be so lonely." Song Shudao.
Just as his thoughts moved, his wish was fulfilled.
In the distance, there was a sound of a bell, and a figure came close to Song Shuhang.
嘿Ginger is still old and spicy. The dragon's long mouth is rising - the young dragon will only meet the dreams of the practitioners from the surface. However, if you encounter some innocent practitioners, the young dragon will have nowhere to make it.
But in fact, if you really meet a pure-minded practitioner, then you can make a ‘dream’.
If the other party has no dreams, then give the other party the opportunity to create a 'dream, desire'.
Just like now, in a lonely desert, walking alone and walking for a long time, Song Shuhang will instinctively want someone to accompany him.
This is a ‘small wish’.
By analogy, a set of dreams will yield a lot of ‘蜃能’.
"Is there really someone coming?" Song Shuhang followed, looking into the distance.
In the distance, a young man led a white horse and approached him quickly.
The boy, about fifteen or six years old, has red lips and white teeth, and the skin is like jade. This is not like a person living in the desert.
[Wait, this young lang...] Song Shuhang’s heart moved.
It's him.
It is ‘white, waiting for your long hair and waist, marry me.’
叮 铃铃
The white horse's bell screamed crisply, and the red-and-white boy quickly came to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang carefully looked at the white horse young Lang.
In memory, when the white predecessors later retreat, they rarely release the ‘real illusion’, and the white horse green shirt is young, and has not seen it again.
Song Shuhang carefully looked at the white horse green shirt young Lang, the young Lang is also looking at Song Shuhang.
"This young man, the long and white predecessors are a little bit similar." Song Shudao.
In the past, when he first experienced the ‘real illusion’ of the white predecessors, he felt that the white horse green shirt and the white predecessor had two similarities.
Now, when watching it carefully, he feels more and more like this between young and white.
"Who are you? Why are you in the desert?" The white horse green shirt is facing the Song Book Fairway.
Song Shuhang arched his hand toward Juvenile Lang: "In the next...Heavy swords and songs, Hello friends. I lost my way in the desert, I want to find a source of water."
"Hey knife Song Song? Your name is so interesting." Green shirt young Lang Xiao smiled.
This time, I was able to talk smoothly.
Song Shuhang remembers that in the ‘real illusion’ of the white predecessors, the Tsing Yi Young Lang was just like the NPC, and he only acted and preached according to fixed procedures.
"Hey, Song, Song, Daoyou, if you get lost, you may come with me. I will take you to find the source of water, and introduce Xiaobai to you by the way. Do you want to come with me?"
"Must be!" Song Shuhang nodded - Xiaobai, is the white predecessor a child?
I don't know what the white predecessors looked like when they were young.
How cute is the white predecessor when I was a child, and will make the white horse green shirt singularly say that the classic ‘married me is good’?
So, Song Shuhang followed the young man in the green shirt and went forward.
Tsingtao’s young man is very talkative, and he knows a lot. He can talk about anything on the topic.
But... On this road, Tsingtao’s young man never talked to Song Shuhang about his own ‘dao.’
叮 铃铃
The bells tied around the white horse's neck are ringing from time to time.
Young Lang took the white horse but never rode.
After a long distance of several kilometers, Song Shuhang saw a small oasis.
"When it comes, Xiaobai lives here." White horse green shirt young Lang smiled.
He took the horse and ran forward quickly.
叮 铃铃
The bell on the horse's neck became rushed.
At the lakeside of the oasis, there was a petite figure slamming up.
When I heard this horse ringing, this petite figure instantly exploded.
"Little white, Xiaobai I am coming again." Green shirt young Lang happy.
Song Shuhang looked at the ‘Little White’.
The long hair and back of the black, the beautiful appearance of the beautiful men and women, is the shrinking white predecessor.