Journey to the West-The White Dragon/C17 Li flood dragon race
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C17 Li flood dragon race

Peeling and cramping. The four words stuttered as killing intent radiated from him.

Ao Lie's heart felt heavy. With Nezha and Jade Emperor supporting him from behind, even if this matter was successful, the Wyrm King would not be able to stop him from leaving this time!

The Wind and Fire Wheel under Nezha's feet suddenly rose. In the Western Sea, the water still shone with scorching heat. The flames never stopped, representing how terrible his master's mood was.

After being poked in the scar, Nezha was no longer in the mood to eat or drink, so he decided to return to the Heavenly Court to report.

Before leaving, he did not forget to call out to the two of them, "If you have free time, come and play with this prince at any time!"

Ao Lie and Zhu Zhao both revealed a smile, and agreed, and bid farewell to Nezha.

Wyrm King's legs were already weak, he could not even stand, and almost fell to the ground.

He finally realized what was wrong.

He was so angry that his hands were shaking as he pointed at Ao Lie, "You're you, you're the one harming this king!"

Ao Lie was in a good mood as he smiled and raised his brows. He raised his wine cup and saluted from afar: "Wyrm King, you did well."

He raised his head and laughed loudly. Then, he stood up and left while swaying back and forth.

Zhu Zhao looked at the two people's farce quietly with a smile on his face.

"You're the one who ordered him, little bastard!"

After Ao Lie left, Wyrm King could only direct all of his anger onto Zhu Zhao.

Seeing Wyrm King about to hit him, Zhu Zhao did not dodge and smiled gently.

"Father, have you forgotten what Supreme Celestial said?"

"I want to see who dares to stop me, who dares to go against Jade Emperor's orders! If you don't succeed in leaving, I don't mind flaying my tendons once more in the Western Sea! "

Wyrm King knew what he meant. "If anything happens to Zhu Zhao, come and spank him"!

Wyrm King withdrew the spell he was about to use and became furious. He suddenly turned into a giant dragon and roared crazily as he knocked over the banquet table with his tail.

"AHH!" Bastard! This King will definitely kill you! This King will definitely kill you! "

Zhu Zhao no longer wanted to hear his words and no longer wanted to stay. He turned around with light footsteps.

This freedom came too suddenly.

? ?

Exiting the hall, Zhu Zhao saw Ao Lie standing on the white jade steps, waiting for him.

His eyes were soft and gentle. When he looked at her, the corners of his mouth would subconsciously curl up. It was as if his entire face was glowing like the morning sun, and his face was like the billowing of the moon.

Zhu Zhao slightly paused, and couldn't help but curve the corner of his mouth, as he quickly walked towards Ao Lie.

"Nezha, are you okay with that shot?"

Ao Lie's first sentence, was not to wish him freedom, nor to celebrate his victory over the Wyrm King.

He was asking him if his injuries were serious.

Zhu Zhao clenched his fist and shook his head, "It's alright."

Ao Lie then revealed a sincere smile, and said with a smile that was yet not a smile: "Congratulations, you can finally swagger out of the Western Sea."

His heart warmed, and Zhu Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Why did you push all of this credit to me?"

Ao Lie smiled as he rubbed Zhu Zhao's head. He was half a head taller than Zhu Zhao and could see the top of his head from this height.

"You blocked a blow for me and almost lost your life. Of course, I have to repay this kindness."

As he spoke till here, Zhu Zhao was startled. Then, he suddenly thought of something.

"Did you find out who attacked you?"

Ao Lie walked down the stairs as he said coldly, "Not at the moment, but I have some guesses."

Zhu Zhao followed behind him in silence, but she also had something he wanted to say to him.

After pondering for a long time, he decided to not talk about it anymore. He would find a chance to talk to Ao Lie about it in the future.

"If you're not going to talk about this, hurry up and pack up, and get ready to leave!" Ao Lie smiled at him, and Zhu Zhao nodded.

He was excited in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Ao Lie watched as Zhu Zhao's back figure disappeared from his sight, his long and narrow eyes suddenly revealing a haze.

"Crown Prince Mo Ang, you are unrighteous, don't blame me for being disloyal!"

? ?

Although it was said to be tidying up, Zhu Zhao was not able to tidying up many things. The small cottage that he used to live in was extremely shabby.

Ao Lie silently watched Zhu Zhao pack without saying a word. In his heart, he was sighing about how Zhu Zhao had managed to get over the past few years by himself.

However, Ao Lie still noticed that he had placed a piece of clothing with lotus flowers embroidered on it into his luggage.

It was obviously an infant's clothes. Ao Lie guessed that this clothes must have been worn when he was young.

Ao Lie did not make a sound to disturb his, and calmly looked at Zhu Zhao.

Zhu Zhao was exactly the same age as him, but his height was a head shorter. He thought to himself that when he reached the Dragon Palace, he would definitely feed him more and make him fatter.

Looking at Zhu Zhao's beautiful appearance, he looked extremely similar to him.

Ao Lie felt proud and groped his chin, but suddenly his gaze stopped and landed on Zhu Zhao's body.

He looked straight at the clothes on Zhu Zhao's body. That coarse yet unadorned, and looked carefully at that exquisite set of clothes inside.

He couldn't help but ask, "Dryopterygium, where did the clothes on you come from?"

Zhu Zhao was startled, but there was nothing to hide, so he replied, "This was left for me by my wet nurse, she was chased away by my brothers and sisters, before she left, she only left me this piece of clothes."

Zhu Zhao pulled at his sleeves a little desolately.

Ao Lie thought that something was amiss, with just a glance, he could tell that these clothes had great abilities. How could a mere wet nurse have them?

But he did not say more, and only asked, "Dryopterygium, you will be leaving soon, is there anyone in Flood Dragon Tribe that you want to say their goodbyes to? "After leaving this time around, I don't know when I'll return. Don't leave behind any regrets."

Zhu Zhao paused for a while, then shook his head indifferently.

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Not a single one."

Although Zhu Zhao was resolute and decisive, Ao Lie still noticed the struggle in his heart. There was a reason that had to do with him surviving in the Western Sea flood dragon race.

Ao Lie sighed, he hugged his shoulders and spoke with a sense of loyalty: "Everything will be alright. With Big Bro here, we will not let anyone bully you."

Zhu Zhao felt his heart pounding as if it wanted to break his chest.

He anxiously pushed Ao Lie away without leaving a trace, his ears slightly red, "No need, no one will bully me in the future."

Ao Lie grinned, disagreeing.

After Zhu Zhao packed his things, he planned to leave immediately. He did not want to stay in flood dragon race for another day.

Zhu Zhao did not walk fast, but his footsteps were firm. Ao Lie followed behind and did not say a word.

The shrimp soldiers and guards on the way quietly made way for the unreal Third Prince. Their eyes were filled with pity.

It was obvious that they already knew about Zhu Zhao leaving the flood dragon race.

After separating from his race, the Third Prince of the Flood Dragon was determined to perish on his own outside.

Although no one in flood dragon race took him seriously, no one dared to easily take his life.

The outside world, on the other hand, was different. It was full of dangers, and the third prince's choice was no different from self-banishment.

But what could they do?

This was the fate and birth of His Highness the Third Prince.

They didn't have the leisure or the ability to help the third prince.

Right now, Zhu Zhao had chosen to fight against fate. No matter what the result would be, he was worth being respected.

Zhu Zhao saw that all the people had a face full of respect, many of them looking down on him and wanted to humiliate him.

He couldn't help but laugh mockingly. It wasn't until the day he left flood dragon race that he truly enjoyed the treatment of Third Prince.

"Respectfully sending off His Highness the Third Prince!"

Zhu Zhao's eyes seemed to be a little moist. When Ao Lie looked closer, he was already far away from the water, and he did not know if it was because of his hallucination.

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