"The aura on your body is the aura of the clan who came from the Dragon Emperor Palace, the current Beiming Dragon Emperor!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Qingmu's heart was stirred up by a stone, but more importantly, he was filled with joy and some relief.

After all the hard work to get to Beiming, I finally got something.

Immediately, Zhou Qingmu quickly asked: "Senior Xiao Fen, can you tell us more about his clan?"

Xiao Fen's expression became more solemn, and he began to look Zhou Qingmu up and down again, but there was always something he couldn't understand. Finally, he said slowly: "Their clan is the only one in Beiming that dares to add the name

The clan with the dragon character on it, the Shengyuan Ancient Dragon Clan! And the Beiming Dragon Emperor is now the undisputed king of the dragon clan! It is said that his cultivation level is only one step away from stepping out of the limit of this world.

"

"Is that Beiming Dragon King a real dragon?" Zhou Qingmu asked subconsciously.

Xiao Fen nodded and shook his head: "After all, I am not from the same era as him, but I once heard from my ancestor that this Beiming Dragon King was indeed a real dragon! But it was in that battle that caused the world to decline.

After the accident, his bloodline regressed and he was no longer a true dragon. According to legend, his cultivation level also declined after that. However, this Dragon King returned to his original cultivation level after hundreds of years, and he was also my Northern Dragon King.

Ming is now the closest to the true dragon. It is because of his existence that I, Bei Ming, can control nearly 30% of the entire demon land with the power of a clan. Speaking of his story, he is indeed a legendary figure of a generation! Let people like me,

I really admire it.”

Zhou Qingmu was silent, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if he went to find Miss Lin alone, would he be beaten into a pig's head by the Dragon King of Beiming?

No matter it, let’s talk about it after we go!

Zhou Qingmu comforted himself in this way, but Liu Feng beside him gave him a strange look, as if to say, "Brother, you don't want me to visit your grave, do you?"

"But what I can't understand is that there are only two people in his clan. Apart from the Dragon Emperor, there is only his daughter who is rarely born. What are you..." Xiao Fen said again

Then he said.

What!!!

Miss Lin is actually the daughter of Beiming Dragon Emperor?

This human sword cultivator, who was only in the Yuanshen realm, felt extremely stressed at this time!

It seemed that if he walked further, there would be a sky-cleaving sword hanging above his head!

Zhou Qingmu touched his nose, and after finally covering up some of his quiet changes, he spoke out: "I cannot tell you these things, but I would like to ask Senior Xiao to tell me where the Dragon Emperor, father and daughter are now.

?”

Xiao Fen frowned slightly, and then slowly said: "From the north of Chiyan City, passing through Heitan, there is the Dragon Emperor's Palace. Lord Dragon Emperor has been almost always there in recent years, and rarely returns to his ancestral home. Ruoruo

He has returned to his ancestral land, and then you almost have to wait. Their ancestral land is in the inner perimeter of Beiming, and except for the leading figures from the major clans, even those holding the Saint-level clan seal cannot enter there."

Dark story!

But when Xiao Fen mentioned this place, Zhou Qingmu couldn't help but think of Jiang Chen, the criminal who had chased him twice!

But Zhou Qingmu didn't reveal anything, he just nodded and said: "Thank you, senior, for informing me. In this case, I will leave soon, and Liu Feng's safety will be left to senior. I would like to thank you!"

Xiao Fen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to believe me, these things are my responsibilities as the second uncle."

...

At night, Zhou Qingmu and Liu Feng sat under the eaves of the Red Flame Inner City, looking at the night sky that did not look very bright tonight, but they were both silent.

It's autumn again. It seems that every autumn, it is always lonely and separated from others.

In the autumn seven years ago, when he was still a teenager, he separated from that girl.

Seven years later, in the autumn, he was not exactly a young man, but he was going to look for that girl.

Sometimes, whenever Zhou Qingmu thinks of this, he can't help but sigh and feel a little sad.

It turns out that there are really people in this world, they just left traces in their youth, but after so many years, they are still hard to forget.

Even before Zhou Qingmu knew that the seven-colored light ball in his body was Miss Lin's inner elixir, he dared to come alone to this almost lifeless monster clan, even Beiming, for the tenderness in his heart!

When people are young, it is always like this. For a thing that is not very smart in many years later, they do something that they will remember until their death!

Maybe it’s not earth-shattering, maybe later I felt like I wanted to laugh at my young and frivolous self!

But in the end, this kind of memory is very comforting.

"Brother, are you leaving tomorrow?" Liu Feng suddenly asked.

Zhou Qingmu nodded, then turned to look at Liu Feng, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's time to practice hard from now on! I heard that senior Xiao Fen said that your father is a very powerful monk.

Oh! If he’s not dead yet and you know the news one day, wouldn’t you want to save him?”

"Who cares about him! He is just too high-spirited to give up because of his so-called obsession. I really don't understand why he takes those things so seriously, which makes my mother and I have to be dragged down.

It's so heavy." Liu Feng snorted, crossing his chest with his hands to help him breathe.

Zhou Qingmu didn't care about this, but asked: "How do you know that your mother was dragged down by your father, so..."

He said, but stopped when he was about to say the six words "leave you alone", but he couldn't help but feel sad, and didn't care whether Liu Feng answered or not, but picked up the wine gourd and took a swig.

Liu Feng didn't care. He looked at the night and said seriously: "Intuition!"

Zhou Qingmu was speechless and had no choice but to drink by himself again.

Whenever we want to say goodbye to someone, we are always speechless when we look at each other.

At the end, the young man whose soul had occupied his body for hundreds of years just said in a particularly serious tone: "Come back alive, brother!"

The word "little alive" is the lightest and heaviest in this world.

Some people say that a brief intertwining of fate will eventually come to nothing.

Life has many divergent paths from north to south.

Some people leave and never come back.

...

In the early morning of that day, Zhou Qingmu's figure left the Scarlet Flame City. Only the young man looked up at the retreating figure, waved gently, and said: "Goodbye, take care."

Later, Liu Feng continued to practice with his second uncle who "descended from the sky", and worked many times harder than before.

On the second day after Zhou Qingmu left, the young man had an inexplicably familiar feeling in his heart, but when he looked back, he could not see the figure in his heart.

We met in a hurry, but when we finally parted, we felt in a trance.

Of course, he didn't know that his eldest brother had stayed in the darkness of Scarlet Flame City for several days, just for some peace of mind.

...

The most important thing is that the moon refuses to give up, letting everyone in the world have a good dream, but leaving only one young man walking in the darkness.

It has been half a month since Zhou Qingmu left.

In these days, he felt more calm in his heart, and it seemed that when he really embarked on the final journey, he would not be so anxious.

Therefore, Zhou Qingmu mostly walked with his sword during the day, but walked alone on the road at night, enjoying the rare quietness and leisure.

When he was very young, Zhou Qingmu was afraid of the dark, so he never dared to sleep too late at night. Even when he went to the hut, he had to take his father with him.

It wasn't until that night that changed the trajectory of his life that he became less afraid of the long night.

Many times, Zhou Qingmu was alone, looking at the bright moonlight, and felt more affectionate in his heart for no reason.

It was as if the two people were talking about their longing for him somewhere that he couldn't see.

In this way, there is less of what a person should look like, and more of the unspeakable emotions standing in the night.

Zhou Qingmu stood under an old tree, looking at the road he was about to walk on. He just took a sip of wine and smiled casually: "Life is so wasted, I may not be a complete failure forever."

After saying these heroic words, Zhou Qingmu put down his wine gourd and continued walking towards the distant road ahead.

When some people drink, they actually no longer smell like alcohol, but they still feel drunk.

In fact, Zhou Qingmu may not be like this, but his drunkenness is real, and his desire to see that girl is also real.

I don't know how long it took, but he kept walking and never stopped.

It can be said that when the journey was long and the horse was in a hurry, I briefly saw some of the scenery of Beiming.

There are many places and scenes that are so beautiful that they cannot be found even in the entire human race.

But scenery, after all, is for people to see.

Viewed alone, it is somewhat boring.

In fact, at this time, Zhou Qingmu thought of a time in the past when the girl said she wanted to bring him to live with her.

So Zhou Qingmu sighed from the bottom of his heart: "So Miss Lin's home is so nice?"

Tell it to Jing, and tell it to your young self.

One day, I will also tell that girl.

It's just that he walked a lot and the time passed, and even Zhou Qingmu himself didn't notice that there was some wind and frost on his face.

Until he was walking by a small river and saw himself reflected in the water.

That face that was originally delicate and handsome has now become vicissitudes of life and looks old.

When he should have been a little sad, he laughed at himself, and finally stopped looking at the mirror-like river surface and continued walking forward.

The self on the surface may still be the same as before, but is the self still the same in the heart?

While walking alone on this rare autumn day, an old man gave him a ripe pear. In fact, a fruit that should not appear in this season can be preserved for such a long time in this spiritually rich place.

.

A middle-aged man who had been traveling with him for a while gave him an umbrella to protect him from the wind and rain.

A young man of the same age as him gave him some heroic words, saying that he wanted to be the demon king!

There was a young man who was still young. He was given a wooden sword to show that he would not be afraid of the long road ahead.

There was a child who transformed into a human form early due to his unique talent, and gave him a childish babbling sound, which was actually very melodious.
Chapter completed!