"What if the little brother of the Lan family doesn't come back?"

"this....."

Grandma Hua was stunned by Zixuan's Hua's question, thought for a while, and said mutely: "Let's forget it, just think that I missed this opportunity."

"Um...."

"Okay, Saint Auntie Don't be sad. Didn't you say you want to go to Chang'an to watch the dragon... It's time to go, so I'll get up now, right?"

"Is it okay?" Zixuan tilted her head, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

The "dragon" they talk about is naturally not a real dragon.

But a mud dragon sealed in a swamp a hundred miles outside Chang'an City.

He is twelve meters long, with sharp horns on his head and claws under his abdomen, and is 800 years old.

It was the seal of the previous generation of Nanzhao saints in their early years.

Now, this dragon is about to be born at the Dragon Ball.

Zixuan is gone here.

One is to strengthen the seal, and the other is to take out the dragon ball produced by the mud dragon.

To prevent the mud dragons in the seal from becoming a climate and causing thunderstorms to spread.

.........

.........

Lan Li and others were traveling early in the morning, while Zixuan and Grandma Hua drove away from Xiangyang before dusk.

Five miles away from the city, the roads were bumpy.

In the carriage, Zixuan looked at the sky that was approaching dusk and frowned slightly.

"Mother-in-law, it's getting dark, let's light the requiem light first."

"I know."

While speaking, Grandma Hua, who was driving the carriage outside the carriage, took out the fire and ignited it, and then placed it in front of the lights in the car Xuan.

The vermilion flame rose naturally.

With the lights shining.

With the carriage as the center, within a radius of three hundred meters, the color is dark.

A few figures floated out from the ground, wandering on the road where the carriage was passing by.

Seeing these, the wrinkles on Grandma Hua's face became deeper.

In the carriage, Zixuan sighed:
Chapter completed!