Chapter 3430 The Breath of the Ancestral Dragon!

Ximen Jing waved his hand, "It's no fun bullying a little girl like you, Brother Su, come here and let's do some tricks?"

Su Hang looked back, originally he was not interested in it, but seeing Ximen Jing so arrogant, he changed his mind, "Okay, let me also experience brother Ximen's superb chess skills."

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Su Hang also has some accomplishments in chess. He has a learning god system and is known as a learning god. If he can't even play chess, what is he called a learning god?

Ximen Jing is an old antique, so his chess skills are naturally not that bad. The two of them back and forth on the chessboard, fighting until dark, somewhat like meeting opponents in chess.

A total of four rounds were played, two losses and two wins, and the last round was left, and the winner was determined by one round.

Long Qiaoqiao sat next to Su Hang, looking a little sleepy, but still holding on.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and at night, it was pouring down.

Su Hang dropped his head, raised his head, and looked at Ximen Jing with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Ximen, I have accepted."

Beside, Long Qiaoqiao also showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, this round, Su Hang won, it seems that Su Hang was better.

The chess game was played all afternoon, and at least it was a winner. Long Qiaoqiao even wondered if Su Hang had deliberately let Ximen Jingjing before, so as not to let him lose too badly.

Ximen Jing was holding a chess piece in his hand, his eyes were still moving around the chessboard, as if he was looking for where else to place the chess piece.

Obviously, he still wants to save it.

Su Hang looked a little funny, the white chess is already dead, Ximen Jing can't have the possibility of a comeback.

"boom!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt sounded instantly, and the lightning almost illuminated the entire sky.

Slap.

The chess piece in Ximen Jing's hand fell on the chessboard, and the chessboard was overturned in an instant, and all the chess pieces on it were messed up and scattered all over the ground.

Su Hang was stunned.

Long Qiaoqiao was stunned.

Ximen Jing looked out of the house with a dark face, "Did the Dragon Emperor of the Eastern Sea Territory drink too much water? Why did he keep going down endlessly?"

Su Hang sat next to him, his face darkened, "Brother Ximen, you're playing tricks."

Ximen Jing's face twitched slightly, he looked down at the scattered chessboard, his face was full of apology, "I'm sorry, sorry, I really didn't pay attention just now, I was scared by the thunder."

An existence at the ninth level of the Founding Realm can be frightened by a thunder. If this is spread, it will not make people laugh.

It is certain that Ximen Jing did it on purpose just now.

Long Qiaoqiao also curled her lips, "Senior Ximen can't afford to play, brother Su, if you don't play with him, I'll play with you."

After finishing speaking, he wanted Ximen Jing to abdicate, and Ximen Jing blushed with embarrassment.

"The key is not to bet on the lottery. If there is a lottery, I don't necessarily lose."

Ximen Jing insisted on his seat and refused to give up his seat, but he was so thick-skinned that he refused to admit his failure, but he still found some reasons.

Su Hang waved his hand, "Forget it, it's just for entertainment, you lose anyway..."

Ximen Jing blew on his beard, depressed for a while, "If you have the ability, let's play another game, and we will win or lose."

"That's what you said last time, don't come."

Su Hang was bored for a while, and after a while, it was already dark, and the rain outside was getting heavier, and the water from the eaves was pouring out two or three meters away. This was the heaviest rain Su Hang had seen since he came to Xianling.

Walking to the front of the court, Su Hang looked up at the sky, and the rain was getting bigger and bigger!

"How do I feel that this rain is a bit strange?"

Su Hang expressed his doubts. This is Shenwu City. According to such a method, the flood must be impossible to escape!

In Shenwu City, there are countless powerful monks. Logically speaking, the weather is completely controllable. Even if it rains, it is unlikely that such a heavy rain will come.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder was rolling, as if there were countless angry dragons roaring in it, it seemed that it was indeed a bit strange!

Ximen Jing didn't care, "What's so strange, maybe Emperor Shenwu has never seen heavy rain, so let's make such a heavy rain to see, but it's raining to keep guests, we are guests from afar, the heavier the rain , prove that the more noble we are!"

"whispering sound!"

Su Hang laughed, "Brother Ximen, sometimes I really envy you. No matter what time you are, you are so optimistic!"

Ximen Jing waved his hand, "This is not optimism, this is chic. I have always followed these two words throughout my life. Now I am happy with the situation. No matter how big it is, it is the Shenwu Kingdom's business. Shenwu Kingdom will handle it. What is it with us?"

Speaking of this, Ximen Jing had already walked to Su Hang's side, and looked up at the sky, his brows were inadvertently frowned, but then they stretched out again, and he turned and went into the back room, "Everyone sweep the snow in front of the door, don't you?" Don't care about the frost on others, go to bed early, wait for Dongfang to come back, let's discuss it, and run away!"

Running away?

I don't know where Ximen Jing learned this word, but when he said it, Su Hang's heart sank a bit. Obviously, Ximen Jing also knew that this heavy rain came really strangely!

When he wanted to ask, Ximen Jing had already closed the door, and only Su Hang and Long Qiaoqiao were left outside.

At this time, Long Qiaoqiao was staring at the dark clouded sky in a daze, when a flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the sky and Long Qiaoqiao's face. On that pretty face as white as jade, there was a bit of fear. .

"What's wrong?" Su Hang asked.

Long Qiaoqiao withdrew her gaze and came back to her senses, the paleness on her face gradually recovered a bit of blood, but naturally she looked a little panicked, and leaned in front of Su Hang, "Brother Su, I suddenly feel so flustered! "

"Panic?"

Su Hang was stunned, but seeing Long Qiaoqiao like this, it's obviously not an act!

Long Qiaoqiao said, "I feel a breath, it's the breath of Zulong!"

Su Hang was taken aback when he heard the words, the breath of Zulong, is there Zulong here?

What is an ancestor dragon? It is the ancestor of the dragon clan. The entire fairy world deserves to be called the ancestor dragon clan. Long Fuhai counts as one, and Su Hang also heard from Long Fuhai that there are still activities in the entire fairy world. Zulong, definitely not more than one palm.

The Zulong clan, like the Zukun clan, is mysterious and powerful, and each of them is a legendary existence.

People like Long Qiaoqiao and the others can only be said to have the blood of the ancestor dragon, because her blood has been mixed for two generations, so it cannot be regarded as the ancestor dragon.

The suppression of the bloodline of the Dragon Clan is very strong. It can make Long Qiaoqiao tremble with such a noble status. I am afraid that there is only the bloodline of the Ancestor Dragon!

Su Hang grabbed Long Qiaoqiao's hand, and a breath of destiny passed over. Soon, Long Qiaoqiao felt that the feeling of panic and fear was driven away!

Turning around, Long Qiaoqiao looked at Su Hang in surprise. He could actually fight against the breath of Zulong?