Looking at Chen Daojun in front of him.

Chen Dong laughed at himself: "I'm not ready, is it really that important?"

His destiny was destined from the beginning.

As the person selected by the "Pangu Plan", it is definitely not ready, it is really not that important. Even if it is not ready, all causes and effects will eventually push him to that point.

Before this, he was confused.

But after experiencing the power of hundreds of groups of faith, this idea was extremely certain in Chen Dong's mind.

"unimportant."

Chen Daojun smiled slightly and looked at Chen Dong up and down: "Even if you are not ready, someone will prepare it for you. Even I didn't expect this, just..."

At the end of the conversation, Chen Daojun did not continue.

He carried his hands on his back and turned around to look at the Shura battlefield where he was slaughtering wildly.

"My dear Jiang family, please take care of Dong'er. I will come when I have something to do."

After saying that.

He took one step forward.

The strong wind suddenly rose.

Tear the wind and crack the snow.

Chen Daojun's step was like a ghost, moving like thunder, and quickly heading towards the depths of the battlefield.

"Um?!"

Chen Dong's eyes sterned.

The direction Chen Daojun went was the towering mountain of corpses deep in the battlefield. To be precise, it was Huo Zhenxiao!

"Is there any way he can save his senior brother?"

"No."

Uncle Jiang walked to Chen Dong and shook his head gently: "He is just going to do what he should do."

"What's up?"

Chen Dong looked at Mr. Jiang deeply.

He vaguely thought of the power he felt on Huo Zhenxiao when he wanted to save Huo Zhenxiao and returned to the city.

Maybe... it has something to do with that power!

"The road to the sky is never just a step or two. You are the candidate for the road to the sky. It is crucial, and the road to the sky is equally important!"

Mr. Jiang said with great silence.

"Senior brother is related to Tianlu?" Chen Dongming came over.

"Part."

Uncle Jiang stood in the strong wind with his hands on his back.

He subconsciously looked at the horizon. If the Tianlang had not dyed the moon into a bloody moon, this would have been the darkest moment before dawn.

"Daojun should be ready to build the heavenly road at dawn. Chen Dong."

Chen Dong remained silent and stared at Chen Daojun who was heading towards Huo Zhenxiao in the distance.

Mr. Jiang Liu suddenly sighed: "What a pity Qiliner."

"That's the life."

Uncle Jiang interrupted Mr. Jiang Liu's sigh.

Mr. Jiang Liu said to Chen Dong a little unwillingly: "Chen Dong, if you have the chance, please help Qiliner. This is what you should give him back!"

Chen Dong was shocked and looked at Mr. Jiang Liu in surprise.

This should not be said from Master Jiang Liu.

It’s not that he is grateful and does not repay his kindness, but that he has long been very good at grasping the human nature and worldly principles with his status as Mr. Jiang Liu. He will say the same thing in a different way and will not lose his identity. He should never reveal it so bluntly.

"Qilin's son is carrying three drops of Qilin's blood. He lost a drop because of you. This is an opportunity to ruin him. You should repay this love!"

Mr. Jiang Liu's expression was complicated.

When he said this, the other five Jiang family members beside him remained silent and looked at Chen Dong.

Obviously, they didn't think that there was anything wrong with Mr. Jiang's words.

Chen Dong suddenly realized that the drop of Qilin blood was forced out by Jiang Qilin to save Gu Qingying.

"Chen Dong never dares to forget this love."

Chen Dong bowed his fists and said seriously: "I will spare no effort at that time."

"In this way, the Qiliner will give up a drop of Qilin's blood and will not be in vain that sincere heart."

Master Jiang Liu looked at Chen Dong deeply, then sighed again, and then he fell silent.

Chen Dong subconsciously glanced at the golden light that swept through the four gates in Zhenjiang City, and clenched his fists silently.

He was never an ungrateful person.

Repay gratitude and revenge.

Jiang Qilin gave up a drop of Qilin's blood and gave up such a great opportunity. It is not an exaggeration to support this kind of kindness when walking on the road to heaven.

Even if the Jiang family did not explain in detail.

But Jiang Qilin was carrying three drops of Qilin's blood, and losing a drop was not as simple as losing one-third of the opportunity!

at the same time.

Fishy wind and cool snow.

Chen Daojun walked leisurely in the garden, and flew through the battlefields quickly, and finally arrived in front of Huo Zhenxiao.

Huo Zhenxiao's eyes flashed, and his dry lips, covered in blood, whispered a few times, but he couldn't make a sound in the end.

"Zhenxiao..."

Chen Daojun looked moved, and his right hand trembled and gently stroked Huo Zhenxiao's face, then sorted out the few strands of black hair on his forehead: "Master is late, thank you for your hard work in this battle."

Every word, spit out from Chen Daojun's mouth, was trembling.

His eyes were red and tears were filled with tears.

Looking at Huo Zhenxiao's eyes, I felt heartbroken.

In the vast battlefield, everything seems to be fading.

Chen Daojun was in front of Huo Zhenxiao, and his words and deeds were like an old father.

Follow immediately.

Chen Daojun took off his coat and put it on Huo Zhenxiao's body.

"Put it on, it's cold."

While speaking, he turned around again, with a tug of void in his right hand, and directly burned a cluster of flames with energy, and then lit a corpse not far away.

The flames burn, swaying and jumping.

The roll rolled in with the heat.

The fire seal shone on Chen Daojun and Huo Zhenxiao.

Huo Zhenxiao's eyes looked at Chen Daojun even more confused.

Memory traces back toward that initial encounter.

The scene when the ignorant self was rescued by Chen Daojun breaking the ice.

"From today, you will be called Zhenxiao..."

He remembered that sentence.

He once thought that the sentence was to shock him, so he joined the army and built the Daxue Dragon Cavalry with his own strength, sweeping across hundreds of tribes outside the territory, and using the three words "Huo Zhenxiao", it created a chasm on the frontier for more than ten years, making hundreds of tribes frightened and dared not invade.

But now, he understood that the so-called shaking of the sky is just shaking of the sky!

In the distance, there were constant shouts of killing, screams and howlings of slashing into the sky.

Chen Daojun and Huo Zhenxiao looked at each other.

Both of them seemed to be frozen, forming a barrier with the surrounding world.

The fire is shining.

Chen Daojun's eyes became redder and tears filled his eyes, and finally he couldn't stop flowing down the corners of his eyes.

His facial features were trembling slightly, and his lips were even more silly, wanting to speak but stopping.

Such a Chen Daojun can be said to be out of control.
To be continued...