Chapter 158 The Dragon Built Its Nest on the Willow Tree, and a Swordsman Came From All Directions (

Chapter 158 The Dragon Built a Nest on the Willow Tree, and a Swordsman Came from All Directions (Second Update)

Inside Willow Village, a light heat blew across my face.

It was the hottest time of the year, when everything flourished and the greenery grew thicker.

In the pitch-black night, cicadas chirped, wantonly calling out for their own summer.

When Jiang Huai returned to Willow Village, it was already 1:15 in the morning.

He put away his avatar and returned directly to his original body.

Although his avatar had stronger mobility and moved more freely, his original body was at the peak of Jiang Huai's strength.

He could only exert 100% of his power in his avatar, but his original body could exert 200% or even 300% of his attack.

As his avatar was withdrawn, the little dragon smacked his lips and found a comfortable place to nest on the dense canopy of Jiang Huai's tree.

Coincidentally, it was not far from the three-eyed crow and the group of bees.

The moment the little real dragon appeared, the two three-eyed ravens suddenly stared, as if they had discovered something unbelievable. They screamed and even their wings trembled rapidly, flapping a large piece of black feathers, with a look of fear...

As for the group of bees, they were scared and hid back in the hive, not daring to move, and even retracted their stingers.

In the hive, a large group of soldier bees gathered around the bloated queen bee in the shortest time, surrounding the queen bee in the center, ready to guard their queen with their lives.

The little real dragon held his head high and glanced at the three-eyed raven in a very human way, with disdain on his mask.

Although the blood of the three-eyed raven is extraordinary and a rare pure-blooded creature, it is naturally still a little insufficient compared to the ten evils.

Although the current strength of the little real dragon is not as good as that of the three-eyed raven, after all, the blood is here, suppressing everything.

As for the bee, it didn't even look at it.

It's not even a pure-blooded creature, and it's not in its eyes.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Huai looked at the little real dragon and cast a detection spell on it.

Believer: Real Dragon (need to take the real name)

Bloodline: The first of the ten evils

Evaluation: The real dragon is the pinnacle of all races. Unlike the other nine evils with congenital defects, the real dragon can directly enter the realm of the fairy king after adulthood, and is the strongest among the fairy kings.

This is a rare race in the world. It is born extraordinary and has unimaginable potential. Please cultivate it more, and you will get unimaginable feedback and results.

The news brought by the detection spell is almost the same as he guessed.

The real dragon is extraordinary. Once it is cultivated well, it can definitely become the guardian beast of Liu Village in the future.

"Another beautiful night!" Glancing at the three families "living in harmony" on the treetops, Jiang Huai smiled with satisfaction.

"Wow wow wow!"

"Wow wow wow!"

The male and female three-eyed crows were still flapping their wings, screaming and shouting, and they were almost hoarse.

However, after half a day, the couple found that the real dragon didn't seem to care about them, so they all relaxed and ran to their nest to continue sleeping.

Nothing happened all night, and early the next morning.

In a valley about dozens of miles away from Liu Village.

The mountains and forests were silent, the ancient trees rose from the ground, and the sunlight shone through the shade between the leaves, like stars twinkling in the sky, everything was like the afternoon sun.

In the air, the birds were singing happily, and they drifted away with a little fragrance of nature.

This direction is the only way to Liu Village. The other three directions are all blocked by canyons more than 100,000 feet high, and none of them can be passed.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the originally lonely and empty dense forest.

The next moment

Several figures emerged from the crowd.

There were four people in total.

Three teenagers and one middle-aged man.

These figures seemed to have come from a long distance. They were all covered in dust. Many places on their robes were torn by the thorns on the road. The scabby wounds could be vaguely seen. They were in a very bad state.

The middle-aged man in the lead held a broadsword and protected the three teenagers behind him.

Dry blood could be vaguely seen on the broad hilt. Obviously, this broadsword had been used countless times along the way. Even the hilt was stained with blood, leaving traces.

After seeing that there was no danger around, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly relaxed a lot. He stepped out and looked up at the group of hot light in the sky.

It was a piece of parchment, but it recorded the whispers of the gods. It was the will of the gods and exuded the will of the gods.

"Finally, we are almost there!"

The middle-aged man murmured, his eyes faintly red.

Along the way, they crossed countless mountains and peaks, walked countless miles, and their feet had been worn off. Now they finally waited for the bright moon and were about to reach the place where the divine will shone.

"Xian'er, no matter how hard this life is, I will find a way to revive you!"

The man took a deep breath.

He didn't care whether he could get the ability to the road from the gods.

He just wanted to rely on his sincerity to get the attention of that existence and get a way to bring this woman back to life.

The man also knew that life and death were a fixed number, and people could not be resurrected after death, even if it was difficult for gods to reverse it, but he couldn't let it go in his heart, even if he got nothing in the end, he would accept it.

Like a moth flying into a flame, there is no regret even if you die.

"I don't know if it's our illusion, but I suddenly feel that the air here is indescribably light."

Several teenagers also came over, each opened their mouths wide, and desperately sucked the air around them.

"This place is already a place blessed by the gods, so there will naturally be all kinds of strange phenomena. While the weather is good today, let's hurry up and try to reach Liu Village as soon as possible to bathe in the glory of the gods!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, patted the shoulders of the teenagers beside him, and strode towards a place.

On the rugged mountain road, a big and a few small, accompanied each other. Under the cover of the morning glow, the sun stretched its face, dragging the figures of the few people long, straight into the depths of the forest and grass.

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"I didn't expect someone to come so soon!"

On the mountain, Jiang Huai's five senses were fully opened, covering thousands of miles around.

Within this range, any slight movement will be seen by him.

The broadsword man and the teenagers were naturally noticed by him at the first time.

Jiang Huai was still somewhat surprised. There were no villages or tribes nearby. Judging from the state of these people, they must have come from a very far place.

They were able to arrive in just a few dozen days, which was enough to show the sincerity of this group of people.

Since they were already on the way, Jiang Huai had no reason not to welcome them.

He contacted Old Man Lin as soon as possible.

Needless to say, Old Man Lin had already opened the gate to Liu Village when Jiang Huai issued the divine decree.

Before the sunset was about to set.

The broadsword man and several teenagers finally arrived. They encountered a ferocious beast on the road, which delayed them for some time.

"Is this Liu Village?"

Thanks to Jiang Huai's early closure of the Utopia formation, several people could directly see the tip of the iceberg of Liu Village from a distance.

In front of them, there was a little smoke from cooking, the roads were connected, the chickens and dogs were heard, and it was quiet and peaceful, like a pastoral painting with mountains and rivers as ink and the world as pen.

Everything was so beautiful that people dared not close their eyes.

And.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when I stepped here, the broadsword man and the others suddenly felt that their tired bodies on the way became much lighter in an instant.

Thank you Buhungry Acheng, Tianshi Zhou Yan, and me for the reward in 2021...