Chapter 527

In situ, Ning Luo looked at the magic dragon in the palm of his hand and the direction of the cave. His eyes disappeared several times and finally sighed.

"You're right. People still have to act according to their ability. It's stupid to act hard."

"But the magic dragon doesn't eat the aura of heaven and earth. How can he live?"

Ninlo asked.

"Master, you don't know. This magic dragon lives in the mountains and rivers in the Anlan world. It rarely shows up, and few people have seen them hunting, so people usually think it feeds on clouds and fog. In fact, this little guy is not a real dragon, but a distant relative of the dragon, but after all, he is contaminated with some noble blood, so he eats food and is not a mortal thing. "

"You can't guess what it absorbs, master."

"Can't you guess? That's not necessarily true. In the final analysis, this magic dragon is also a kind of demon. It is said that the little demon eats no different from all living beings, but the big demon is different. It either devours the natural materials and earth treasures pregnant between heaven and earth, or sucks the aura of heaven and earth. Since the magic dragon is a higher level than the general big demon, I think it is to absorb foreign things from the sky. Am I right? "

Ningluo looked at the Amethyst demon with a little ponder.

At the moment, with his answer, the Amethyst devil stared at the beads in his eyes, which was obviously surprised by Ningluo's answer.

"Master, have you... Have you ever been to Anlan?"

"I've been to the demon world. What do you think!"

"Just say I'm right or wrong."

"Yes! The dragon is eaten by the essence of the sun and the moon. During the day, clouds begin to hide in the clouds and suck the NISSEI. During the night, the mist is absorbed by the moon, and replenish the energy by the essence of the sun and the moon. It is the highest level among the demons.

The Amethyst devil now felt that he recognized the master and couldn't see through it more and more.

"Do you want to know?"

"Yes!"

"Sorry, the secret can't be revealed."

Ning Luo smiled thoughtfully and immediately looked at the little magic dragon in the palm of his hand.

"Little fellow, since you are so useful, I'm sorry that I can only leave you around for the time being. If you are willing to recognize me as the Lord, it's the best. If you don't want to, I won't force it. I've saved you once. When you recover and give me some ambergris in ten years, I'll let you go. Well, that's it. "

Ning Luo looked up again at the direction of the cave.

"I hope there won't be any more big trouble, otherwise I really can't help."

With a sigh, Ning Luo no longer forcibly turned up and walked down.

After going out for about 500 meters, Ning Luo found Wei Canghai who had previously disappeared.

At the moment, the latter has fallen into a coma, and there is blood gurgling on his shoulder, but it has been stopped at the moment.

Not far from Wei Canghai, in a half collapsed house, an old man in a blue robe hung his eyes slightly and knelt down.

Seeing Ning Luo coming, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Is he your man?"

"Yes! Thank you for your help, elder. I don't thank you for your kindness. "

"You don't have to thank me. I didn't save him, but someone else. I'm just stationed here."

"Someone else?"

Ning Luo was stunned.

"Yes!"

"Do you know who the other party is?"

"I don't know. When I woke up, he was already here. The man came up from the mountain, his body method was as fast as lightning and flint, and his cultivation was far above me."

"Master of glory headquarters?"

Ningluo frowned more tightly.

Just now, after some exploration, there were several smells on it, each of which was incomparably powerful.

Did one of these people save Wei Canghai?

"This is not what I know. I only know that the man is a man in black, not like a man in the land of glory."

"No?"

"I said, I don't know, just from the dress, it's not like!"

"OK, anyway, thank you for your advice."

With that, Ning Luo bowed to the old man, then carried Wei Canghai on his back and walked out of Jiangcheng University in the mud with deep and shallow feet.

Just now, he rushed all the way up, but after less than two kilometers, Ning Luo almost consumed all the innate aura in his body.

The situation of Jiangda Houshan is many times worse than that of his visit not long ago.

I think of what my cousin said earlier that Longguo has set up a martial arts society on the university campus. I don't know whether the martial arts talents trained and selected by the martial arts society can be used for this sudden outbreak.

But then again, if human beings can withstand the impact of this connection with the outside world and have room for cushioning, then it is meaningful to select the materials that can be made from the ordinary people.

The first batch may not be used, but it will be useful to them in the end.

Afraid of being late, afraid of doing nothing!

When he reached the gate of the river, Ning Luo greeted the car waiting not far away, and then put Wei Canghai on the back seat. Then he asked the driver to go out to watch the wind and close the door again.

"Well, I know you're not in a coma. Get up and tell me what you saw."

Wei Ning opened his eyebrows and fell into a coma.

"Young master, you can see that the old slave used the turtle breath method?"

"I didn't see it, I guessed it. Your accomplishments are only stronger than mine. I'm not in a coma. How can you be in a coma? But you are in a coma. As long as it is possible, you encounter the existence of self-conscious invincibility. The one who saves you is the one in the land of glory? "

Looking directly at Wei Canghai, Ning Luo asked.

If it had been before, Ning Luo really thought Wei Canghai was in a coma.

But after more experience, he knew a lot.

If an old man who only has a congenital environment wants to keep the large Ningjia industry in Jiangcheng, he can't rely on his wrist alone. If he doesn't have real skills, who can convince him.

The spokesmen of Ningjia in other provinces are all cultivation accomplishments above the peak of xuanjing.

Wei Bo is probably no worse than them. Even because he is in Jiangcheng, the latter may be specially taken care of by Ning Qianqiu and focus on teaching some skills.

He didn't go up the mountain in a coma. Wei Canghai's coma was too strange.

"No!"

Wei Canghai shook his head almost decisively.

"Young master, people in the glorious land not only don't want to save me, but also want to kill me!"

"Who?"

"I don't know! Just wearing the clothes of the land of glory, his identity is very secret, wearing a mask, it seems that some don't want to show people. Oh, by the way, the other people in the glory land seem to be very afraid of him and don't want to offend him. "

"Why did he kill you?"

"Because of this on the old slave's chest."

With that, Wei Canghai pointed to the unique symbol of Ning family dress in front of his chest, a seal character of Ning.

This word is actually very inconspicuous in clothing, and even people who don't know the secret here will ignore it.

But the man seemed to see it clearly at a glance.

"Ning's opponent?"

"It should be!"