Tilted head and bowed head.

Holding the hair tie in her mouth, she skillfully gathers her long hair with both hands, and then ties it tightly with the hair tie.

After the carnivorous beast has eaten and drank enough, its aggressiveness will decrease. At least for a short period of time, it will become slightly lazy, transform into a half-human, half-dragon form, and slowly and carefully comb its thick black hair.

There is no fear. At present, Bai is almost invincible except for being afraid of some old immortals. At least he has no problem escaping.

To describe it in one sentence, he is highly skilled and bold.

He turned around, bared his white fangs, and gave a warning hiss to the cave masters who were still gathered around.

"Hiss~!"

It was difficult to breathe under the pressure of Long Wei, and everyone retreated in fear...

The old man raised his hand and signaled that everyone in the Cave Scorpion Tribe should stay away. Jiuli and Bailong had no hatred, and there was no need to fight the mythical beast over a trivial matter. God knew how many tricks the mythical beast had.

"Old man, you came a little late. I've already eaten this insect."

The little finger pointed at the pile of broken carapace, leaving only the hard shell and internal organs.

The huge wreckage is silent and desolate.

The leader of the Cave Scorpion clan who lost his arm wanted to seek justice for the tribe's sacred beast, but was stopped by the old man's eyes.

"Alas, I came too late. The sacred beast Venomous Scorpion has returned to the embrace of the mountains and forests."

The old man was still very polite.

Moubai frowned, this old man was a bit too polite.

Looking at the future mirror again, there was some obscure resistance at first but it soon disappeared. It seemed that some ancient momentum of Jiuli wanted to cover it up, but it was easily cracked. Looking at the various changes in the future, Bai Yujun saw that the old man had not set a trap to avenge the Cave Scorpion.

, and saw the ancient village of Jiuli Holy Land.

Inside the ancient temple of Jiuli Holy Land.

The white-haired old woman was embroidering stitch by stitch, and suddenly she looked up with something in mind, as if she saw a pair of red and phoenix eyes...

"The prophecy of the ancestors has arrived..."

The picture is blurry.

Bai Yujun blinked and thought while touching the dragon's horn.

The old man landed slowly and nodded slightly, maintaining enough respect for the legendary beast.

"Your Excellency Shenlong, we Jiuli invite you to be our guest, prepare the best food and the most beautiful fruit wine, and welcome you with the greatest courtesy."

Hearing this, Moubai blinked.

I have not forgotten the main purpose of coming to Jiuli, the half-dragon clan is still waiting there.

"Don't be a guest now. The half-dragons had a dispute with the Shenlong Palace and might start fighting. The Cave Scorpion Tribe took advantage of the situation and robbed them. I couldn't stand it anymore so I came to reason with you. You've seen the result."

When I spread my hands, the pile of burnt carapace next to me stood out.

continued.

"At first the half-dragon clan took refuge in Jiuli, so now is Jiuli planning to give up on the half-dragons?"

The old man first glared at the leader of the Cave Scorpion tribe, his eyes filled with disappointment. When he looked at Bai Yujun, he changed his face to a smile, still very polite.

"Misunderstanding, Jiuli will help the half-dragon people, and a master from our clan has already come to support."

"..."

Bai Yujun didn't understand.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, you will become a monster.

Why did the fearless Jiuli suddenly become friendly? He originally thought that Jiuli would give up the half-dragons and take the opportunity to kidnap more young half-dragons, but suddenly he almost dodged to the waist of the dragon.

"The ancient village of Jiuli Holy Land welcomes you."

The old face was trying hard to smile, and the saggy old skin looked weird.

A certain Bai touched his smooth and pointed chin.

"What if there is a trap?"

The monkey turned somersaults and shouted about safety issues.

"Zhizhizhi, trap trap~!"

"..."

The old man, the two strong men beside him, and the members of the Cave Scorpion Tribe were all stunned and didn't know what to say. If anyone else had questioned the sincerity of Jiuli Holy Land, they would have aroused public anger, but the other person was a mythical beast, which made people angry.

This was difficult to handle, and even the experienced old man felt at a loss.

Animals are extremely vigilant, and the more enthusiastic the invitation, the more likely it is to cause a backlash. Moreover, they came in a hurry and were not prepared to make a convincing promise, so the scene seemed a little stiff for a while.

Just before a certain white man exploded, the vaguely familiar feeling was getting closer and closer.

After a while, many experts present saw a figure approaching quickly in the distance. Its movement was erratic and very fast. When they got closer, they saw clearly that it was a huge colorful butterfly. Mu Duo was coming, and his mount was very impressive.

The monkey scratched his head.

"Squeak, I thought bees flew faster."

Bai Yujun and the old man from Shengdi secretly took a step back, not liking the big butterfly.

The genetic inheritance contains the memory of that butterfly.

"Brother Monkey, this big butterfly has average combat power, but it can collect all kinds of pollen and brew a mysterious pollen through talent combination. It usually sticks to its wings. When it encounters a strong enemy, it will throw the pollen away. If the wind blows it, it can't be stopped.

, is not a poison, it does not hurt or itch when it falls on your body, but it will make you dance gracefully, doing a monkey dance to its rhythm."

"grumble?"

The monkey is afraid...

The old man frowned and didn't understand why Mu Duo came.

The little saint of a small tribe has little fame and no background. She is so low-key that she always sits in a corner during gatherings, making it difficult for people to notice her existence.

I wanted to open my mouth to stop him, but suddenly my whole body froze.

I remember, vaguely remembering someone who said something a long time ago.

There seems to be a small tribe in Jiuli that regards the mythical dragon as its sacred animal. No one cared about it at the time. The totems of the small tribe are all kinds of strange, and it is not unusual to have dragons and phoenixes.

Now that we are connected, I am shocked when I think about it carefully, could it be...

"Ha, Lao Duo is here, please keep the butterflies away first, I'm afraid I can't help spitting fire."

Butterflies are too brittle and will disappear in one mouthful of Dragon Flame. Bai Yujun is not going to make Mu Duo uncomfortable because of an insect. He has to find a way to replace his lack of flying skills.

And I have no interest in grilled butterflies, as there is no meat to eat.

Mu Duo's smile is peaceful and gentle, which can soothe an anxious heart and make him want to be quiet with him.

"Bai, you're here."

Flying gently to Bai Yujun.

A smile calmed the dragon's heart, which was furious because of a predator. I remember that Mu Duo liked to lie in front of the window and watch the clouds and mist. At this moment, Bai Yujun was too lazy to fight, and just wanted to lie on the comfortable soft couch and enjoy the sunshine outside the window.

"I haven't been here for a long time, so I came to take a look."

"Well, I know, it's not a bad thing to go to the Holy Land and Ancient Village."

"Okay, we agreed to have delicious food."

A certain Bai was obsessed with delicious food, so he took the monkey with him to eat wildly.

Snap~

Snap your fingers.

A group of soft clouds gathered in front of me.

The monkey jumped up, Bai Yujun and Mu Duo stepped onto the auspicious clouds and pointed in the direction of the holy ancient village. The clouds steadily rose into the air and flew away from the Cave Scorpion tribe. Big butterflies flew up and down with the clouds. Behind them, there were a lot of poison

The remains of the scorpion carapace are particularly eye-catching...

The old man was a little confused. All his good words turned out to be a trap. The little saint from some small tribe just said hello and left together.

The leader of the Cave Scorpion clan, who was missing his arm, came to the old man.

"I……"

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Stop talking, do you have time to explain to the high priest, changing bloodline? Are you planning to betray Jiuli?"

He snorted heavily with a long face, turned around and flew away with his entourage. He was annoyed that the leader of the Cave Scorpion was acting recklessly, but he was more curious about why the holy land invited the white dragon. It seemed that he couldn't see clearly through heavy fog.

Nothing in the entire prehistoric world can be understood clearly.
Chapter completed!