Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Chapter 125 Three heavy rains on the shore of the Abyss, the sound on the shore is parting

Jingliu's move surprised everyone. The six Vidyadhara dragons standing on the high platforms on both sides of the hall immediately bowed down and knelt down. The people on both sides of the pillars below the stage also followed suit, with their heads lowered. He just stared at the floor tiles that were wet by the big waves, not daring to move his eyes upward for a moment.

In the final analysis, the Vidyadhara clan still adheres to the ancient family management system, and with the prosperity of the Vidyadhara clan in the past century, the family management system is indeed an effective management method.

This is to avoid the emergence of a leader in the ethnic group who will drag all nine tribes to be buried together if he commits a crime. This system is not that dragons are divided into three, six or nine levels, but that rewards and punishments are clearly defined for merit, and everyone performs his or her duties and performs his or her best.

However, because of the high status of Jingliu, these Vidyadhara clan members don’t even have the opportunity to visit them on weekdays. They work nine to five shifts every day, with three days off and four days off. That is, they are only lucky enough to meet during the grand ceremony of the Vidyadharmadhara clan, and they are already in a good mood. It was exciting and felt like a great honor. Even the Dragon Lord who led the various ethnic groups in Xianzhou behaved like a child in front of Jingliu.

For example, Dragon Master Ao Shuang, who usually leads the Yaoqing Immortal Boat Ming Clan, although he is privately called the female King of Hell and Ice Cube Face by Feng Xiao Xuanming and other dragons, in front of Jingliu, Ao Shuang is as docile as a sheep.

If they were taught by Jingliu, they would even want to take out a small notebook and write it down. However, the now revered Grandma Jingliu actually ran without caring about her appearance and threw herself into the arms of the returning Dragon Ancestor. There were some things and scenes that they could not do. Respectable.

Some dragons realize that today's ceremony to pay homage to the Dragon Ancestor will become an important turning point for the Immortal Boat Alliance in the future. The story of the future may be far more amazing than the unification of the six kingdoms by the First Emperor in the ancient empire. The generals on the Immortal Boat are called Emperor Gong. Eight Heavenly Generals, what about the sages of their Vidyadhara clan?

Ao Shuang took off the sword from her waist and lowered her head, staring closely at the green floor tiles in front of the palace. However, her vision was blocked by something on her chest, and she could only see a corner of the blue bricks.

She held the cuffs tightly with her hands, her fingers turning white from the exertion. She lowered her head and thought wildly, her mind constantly arranging the storyline in front of the palace at this moment.

In addition to the dazzling array of military art and general history books in the study room of her house, there are only those various adapted stories. She remembers every plot in the story freshly, and the current scene is just like in the story. , which makes people feel surprised and envious.

"You...are the Vigilant Dragon Lord...right..." Jingliu said softly, just a murmur between his lips, and his hands firmly grasped Jiang Fan's shoulders, exerting force unconsciously.

Jiang Fan stopped moving forward. He was only an inch away from kissing Jingliu's lips, but with only an inch of distance, he felt like he was separated by two worlds.

Jingliu's eyes were full of expectation, and he clearly understood the meaning of Jingliu's words. Of course he was the Ming Dynasty Dragon Lord and the immortal dragon Jiang Fan, but he was also the father of mechas and the eighteenth of Beloberg. The Great Guardian.

When he was a child, he heard people say "difficulty" and thought it was a bit offensive and an excuse for people who were incompetent and hesitant. But now he suddenly felt that this sentence made so much sense.

Sometimes there is more than one road in front of you. The road on the left has the flowers you like, and the road on the right has the sea you admire. You have smelled the fragrance of flowers and know their fragrance. You have stepped on the sea and know the gentleness of the sea. How can you Isn't it just a dilemma?

"Stupid dragon... stupid dragon..."

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Every sound she makes is different, with different timbres, different rhythms, and different emotions. Sometimes it sounds like a murmur after waking up, or like a reluctance when parting. Jiang Fan has never seen such a weak Jingliu. Like petals that are about to wither and fall, they seem to be blown away by the wind.

Jiang Fan felt as if his head had been split open with a knife, and endless love poured in from there. He wanted to take the woman in front of him into his arms, and wanted to tell her that he was the Vidyadhara Dragon Lord.

But what about that purple rose flower? What about the dancing musical notes and the ice sculptures watching you in the ice and snow? He wanted to laugh at himself for hesitating now, his heart was full of emptiness and sorrow, but now other than silence, could he continue to lie?

He should stand up his chest at this time and respond firmly to the person who loves you like a man, but he is like a bear. He can only lower his head and remain silent. Like a mute, he suddenly feels a little... I envy the protagonists in those novels and anime, or maybe I regret that I look like the protagonist in the novel.

At first, every time he read the novel, the protagonist always hesitated when facing the two heroines. When he hesitated, he would laugh at the protagonist's lack of decision-making, and murmured in his heart what would happen if it were him, it would be easy.

But that was from God's perspective. He had never understood their feelings, but only read their stories through cold words. Now he understood that the hesitation was not weakness, but a dilemma. But thankfully, A novel is a novel, and they will eventually meet in the story. No matter how difficult the process is, it will be a beautiful encounter.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a rock. Jingliu still lowered his head, and the big waves of the ancient sea surged in, hitting the green bricks in front of the temple again and again. The sound echoed thickly in his ears.

"Why are you still so sloppy...so stupid..." Jingliu laughed hoarsely, and it sounded so ugly that it was like crying.

She gradually loosened her arms around his waist, very slowly, and water droplets fell on the green bricks and quietly splashed. Jiang Fan didn't know if they were the water splashing from the ancient sea.

When she said this, she lowered her head, and her long bangs hung down to block her eyes. Jiang Fan couldn't see her expression, but he felt sadness gradually spreading.

She adjusted Jiang Fan's collar, very seriously, and her movements were gentle. At first, she pressed her whole body against Jiang Fan's chest, but now she didn't know when she distanced herself from him. There was a gap between the two of them, But it's like a chasm, seemingly bottomless.

Jiang Fan then remembered that Jingliu had never asked for information about who Black Tower was from the beginning to the end, nor had he asked about his movements in the past seven hundred years. Maybe Jingliu thought that he had just made the mistake of the Dragon Clan for a while, she thought Even after thousands of years, she still blurted out the answer when asked to make a choice, just like her.

But at this time, she seemed to realize that the stupid dragon might have changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was that she was still looking at the long river of time, looking at the harbor and the river named Home, with the rocks playing in the water beside her. The reef shattered into the sea and could no longer withstand the sea breeze and the encroaching Ouqun.

Jiang Fan didn't want to remain silent like this. He raised his head and looked at Jingliu's face carefully, only to find that her eyes behind her bangs were already moist and red, and her face was full of panic. Jiang Fan had never seen her so flustered.

She was probably only in such panic when she was in bed for a whole day and a night because of a fever, and the emotions of death and separation were lingering in her mind.

The turbulent ancient sea slapped against the palace wall, splashing a misty rain curtain and falling from a high place, making a crisp echo. Jingliu lowered her head all the time and patted his robe for him. The water falling from the sky fell at her feet and exploded one mark after another.

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From now on, don't look forward to the brocade and white robe, for the oath of eachother has no basis.

"It would be nice if I could hug you, but I'm just a text"

(I am Star, the pioneer of the Star Train. What do I want to do next? You want me to live broadcast the scene of Kafka’s mother taking a bath for you? No, no, no! I am moral, and she is my dear Mommy! Are you like this...what...what?!...Generate electricity and gifts for love...Let’s make an agreement first, you will have to pay extra for stealing bath water.)