A Race to The Top

Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng were still a little late. When they arrived in the village, the fire had already begun to spread. Braving the raging fire, the two searched from house to house for Chaya's whereabouts, and finally found out in a small house.

"Right here!"

Hearing Ling Xiaolu's call, Ji Meng hurried over. Shaya closed her eyes tightly and fell into the magic shield, and her teacher was lying not far away.

Ling Xiaolu rushed to check Chaya's condition for the first time: "She is still alive! Just fainted! Where is your side?"

Ji Meng tried his best to wake up the old magician: "Old man! Old man, wake up!"

The teacher coughed hard and woke up from a coma, with a weak breath: "Save...Saya..."

Ji Meng said hurriedly, "Saya is fine."

The teacher shook his head: "Save her...get out...don't tell her...the truth..."

"What?" Ji Meng put his ear to his ears, "What are you telling the truth?"

The teacher pushed him with the last effort: "Go!"

The burning wooden rafters fell to the eaves with flames, and the wooden hut was about to be swallowed.

Ling Xiaolu anxiously said: "There is no time! Let's rescue Chaya first!"

The situation is critical, Ji Meng can only protect the child first: "You wait for us!"

He opened the road ahead, Ling Xiaolu picked up Chaya and followed behind, passing through the blockade of the fire, and rushing to the outdoors without any danger.

As soon as they escaped from the sky, the wooden house behind them collapsed, leaving the old magician in the fire forever.

There was no time for them to mourn, and the situation in the whole village was not optimistic. The weather was dry in summer, and the fire became more and more fierce with the help of all kinds of dry wood.

"Leave the village first!" Ji Meng opened a way for Ling Xiaolu who was holding Chaya in the fire, turning around to call him.

Ling Xiaolu looked up: "There is a dragon ahead!"

A huge black dragon flew towards him, aiming at Chaya in Ling Xiaolu's arms.

It was too late, it was fast, a round ball fell from the sky, hit the giant dragon's head heavily, and flew into Ji Meng's hands, his chubby body turned into a huge broad sword.

Ji Meng struck out two thunders instantly with his sword, and the dragon retreated in fright.

"It must be it!" The dragon attacking the village, their mission goal this time.

"You take Seya away first, and I will fix it."

Having said that, Ji Meng raised his huge sword and leaped towards the black dragon. Amid the heat wave, he heard his unique skill code, "Thunderbolt!"

Heilong is not in love with battle, and retreats steadily. Ji Meng can see through its intentions at a glance.

"Want to bypass me and attack Chaya? No way!"

Heilong was tightly entangled by him, and Ling Xiaolu took the opportunity to take Chaya out of the fire scene, placed it under a tree outside the village, and turned to help Ji Meng.

The black dragon was enraged by Ji Meng and began to fight back, ruthless flames spraying at Ji Meng. Ling Xiaolu arrived in time, the scimitar lit up, stepping on the dragon's tail and leaping onto the dragon's back.

The dragon twisted his body desperately, trying to throw Ling Xiaolu off. Ling Xiaolu couldn't control his balance and couldn't use his moves.

"Can you help me!" he shouted, "Let it not shake!"

Ji Meng's sword pointed at the black dragon: "Thunder can't move!"

A thunder whip gathered momentum to tie the black dragon tightly. The more struggling, the louder the electric current, and the dragon that lost its freedom roared in anger.

It's now! Ling Xiaolu aimed at its weakness and swung his knife vigorously: "Swallow the sun!"

Heilong let out a heartbreaking roar, countless fireballs spouted from his mouth, Ji Meng had to take the thunder whip in order to escape, and Ling Xiaolu also fell to the ground.

Ji Meng saw through its dying struggle, holding a sword to calm and accumulate energy, and then waved: "Thunder Wrath!"

The black dragon continued to struggle and twitch under the falling thunder, and his body changed.

Ling Xiaolu was shocked: "Look!"

I saw the black shell on its body began to peel off, piece after piece, falling to the ground, revealing crystal clear dragon scales.

"It's a mutated white dragon!"

Bailong took off his black shell and fell heavily to the ground. Ling Xiaolu couldn't believe that this was the cub they had escorted not long ago. It actually grew to such a huge size.

"Why are you..." The little girl's voice sounded from behind.

Ling Xiaolu turned his head: "Saya, you are awake! Don't come here, it's dangerous here!"

He and Ji Meng withdrew from the fire scene and pulled Chaya back.

Shaya looked at the burning village with horror: "Why is this? What about the people in the village? What about the old man??"

Ling Xiao's pavement was difficult, and Ji Meng also kept silent.

"Old man, shouldn't he..." Saya didn't dare to speak out her guess, she could only scream and question, "Why does the village catch fire? Is it because of the dragon?!"

Bailong fell into the fire, with a pair of eyes looking at Chaya in the distance, but it seemed that there was no breath of life, and it couldn't squint at all.

Ji Meng and Ling Xiaolu’s dragon-slaying missions were also prompted to be completed.

>>Leaving the old world...

"Wait a minute!" Ling Xiaolu wanted to stop, but did not cancel the option to leave. After a short reading, the two simultaneously teleported back to their lair when they came.

There is no white dragon in the lair, and a pile of treasures are placed on the ground as a generous reward for their completion of the task.

Ling Xiaolu could no longer deceive himself: "You said, the white dragon lying here before, is it just..."

"The one we just killed." Ji Meng gave an affirmative answer.

"But why?" Ling Xiaolu couldn't figure it out. "It will send us back in time and kill itself. If we fail to kill it, what will happen if the mission fails?"

"Only do it again until the task is completed."

Although the task was completed, Ling Xiaolu still had a lot of problems to figure out: "Why Bailong attacked the village, why did he attack Chaya? It was obvious that when we first met them, the two of them seemed to have a good relationship."

There is one thing Ji Meng cares about: "When the old magician asked us to save Shaya, he said not to tell her the truth, but we didn't find any clues about the truth."

"I think we should go to that village again and look for clues."

"Can you find it?" Ji Meng was surprised.

"I suspect that this is an area where dragons live in groups, and you should be able to find the village after going down the mountain."

"Why are you so sure?"

Ling Xiaolu pointed to his feet: "Did you see the nest over there? I stole dragon eggs there."

There are no more eggs in the dragon's den, and there is not even a shadow of a living dragon on the mountain, replaced by huge, terrifying bones all over the ground.

Judging from the degree of weathering, these keels have existed for a long time. After Ling Xiaolu and the others left, what happened here?

There are traces of human activities at the foot of the mountain, where herdsmen graze their sheep leisurely. The scene is quiet and peaceful, but Ling Xiaolu feels strange as she looks at it.

"Do you remember the last time we came, there was no one around here."

"Because humans and dragons are very distinct, dragons will take away human-raised sheep, so no one will come to herd sheep at the foot of the mountain, indicating that those dragons have been dead for a long time."

Ling Xiaolu ran to the herdsman's side: "I want to find out, what happened to the dragons on the top of the mountain?"

The herders are very enthusiastic: "Dragon? There has been no dragon for a long time. Since we have a dragon slaying hero here, not to mention this mountain, it is a hundred miles around, you can't even find a dragon egg."

"The Dragon Slaying Hero?"

"Yes, don't think she is just a little girl, she is very capable, and those dragons are not her opponents."

Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng looked at each other: "Little girl? Do you know the name of this dragon slaying hero?"

The herdsman looked in admiration: "She is unknown to us and no one knows. Her name is Chaya, and she is a hero of mankind!"

After many years, the truant witch transformed into a dragon-slaying hero praised by everyone. However, for Ling Xiaolu and the others, all this happened so suddenly that they couldn't link these two titles together.

"Thank you, I also want to ask, is there a village going west?"

The herdsman’s face changed drastically after hearing this: “You must not approach that village. There was a fire in that village many years ago, and the whole village was burned to death. Since then, not only has the whole village been deserted, the legend will Haunted!...Huh? Where are you going? It's west!"

Go west to pass the witch’s forest, "maybe there is a clue on the witch’s side."

The appearance of the witch has not changed in the slightest. She was an old witch many years ago, and is still an old witch. Is this also a kind of beauty?

"You are going to the village burned down by the dragon?" The witch lowered her head and stirred the liquid in the pot, her voice hoarse, "Do you know that there are no living people?"

"We witnessed the fire with our own eyes."

The witch looked up and looked at the two of them squarely: "I remember, I remember you, you are the consignor who talks a lot."

It seems that the witch is not only good at keeping her face, but also has a good memory.

The witch walked in front of Ji Meng and leaned close to sniff with her nose. This excessive intimacy caused Ji Meng's rejection and Ling Xiaolu's curiosity.

"You said she could smell it, and suddenly call you her husband?"

Ji Meng shook his ridiculous look.

The witch said, "I didn't want to help you, but you have the smell of what I want."

Ling Xiaolu was even more curious: "What did you hide in private?"

Ji Meng was not angry: "There is sharing, don't you see it for yourself?"

It's not that Ling Xiaolu didn't look at it. It was really that there were too many things in Ji Meng's bag. The witch didn't say, he didn't know what the other party wanted, maybe Lei Lulu?

The witch turned around and pulled out a glass lamp from her treasure chest: "This is a psychic lamp made from the ashes of a dead person. With it, you can understand death language and communicate with the dead. "

Her crippling black nails pointed to Ji Meng: "I want to use it to replace the white dragon stone on your body."

Ling Xiaolu was taken aback: "Did you hit the White Dragon Stone?"

"Dropped when the white dragon died."

"But do you have to change it? Although we don't understand death language, the ghost can hold a card."

Ji Meng wanted to turn him into a ghost: "The player is the player, and the NPC is the NPC. These two are not the same."

"...The mission has appeared!"

Ling Xiaolu excitedly took over [Dead Village], which proved that their puzzle-solving ideas so far are correct.

Ji Meng got the psychic lamp, but did not find the switch to light it.

"How can I make it light up?"

The witch rubbed the white dragon stone in her hand excitedly: "The ashes of the dead are only fuel. They must be ignited with the breath of the living."

After that, she issued an order to chase away guests: "Go, don't disturb my experiment!"

Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng were driven out. It was almost dusk, and the two of them hurried to the village where Shaya lived in the evening.

As the herders said, after the fire broke out here, it was completely deserted, the walls were ruined, and the eyes were desolate. The bones of the dragon were scorched, and there was no grass around it.

They tried very hard to find the hut where Saya was once saved, because it was burned the most severely, and it was almost impossible to recognize the original appearance.

The evening glow exited, the moonlight came out, and the ghosts appeared from nowhere, wandering aimlessly on the ruins. It is one thing to see this scene in film and television works, but it is another experience to experience it personally. Ling Xiaolu hides behind Ji Meng in fear.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"I, I'm not afraid to watch ghost movies..."

A ghost floated behind Ling Xiaolu, scared him to cry out in horror: "But I'm afraid of acting in a ghost movie!!!"

The ghost floated away, but Ling Xiaolu's accelerated heartbeat couldn't calm down: "Where are you, your lights? Get them out quickly."

Ji Meng's heartbeat is not very normal: "If you didn't hug me like an octopus, I could have taken it out of my hand!"

"..." Ling Xiaolu examined the postures of the two of them, then let go of his hands with a guilty conscience, "Then you take it quickly."

With the psychic lamp in hand, it still doesn't light up.

"The witch said he wanted the breath of a living person to ignite, is it possible to blow into it?"

Ling Xiaolu said to try, but it didn't work. Another ghost floated over, and Ling Xiaolu once again staged the embarrassing octopus.

Although ashamed, he refused to let go.

"Sorry, I'm real, I'm a little scared..."

"Hold the lamp." Ji Meng lowered his voice. In such an environment, his voice had a calming effect.

Ling Xiaolu plucked up the courage to put his hand on Ji Meng's hand, and the two of them held the psychic lamp inside and out.

light is on.

Ling Xiaolu was a little relieved.

A gloomy voice sounded from behind, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah!!!" Ling Xiaolu was frightened and let go, and the light went out again.

Ji Meng stuffed the lamp in his hand, and then he held it tightly from the outside, now Ling Xiaolu couldn't let go.

"Don't be afraid, they are just NPCs."

"NPC, NPC, not ghosts, but NPC..." Ling Xiaolu kept brainwashing himself.

It seems to be better, he boldly said: "I, we want to find clues about Seya, any clues."

"Saya!" The ghost screamed sharply, "That calamity! If it weren't for her, our village wouldn't be like this!"

"It's a bit too much for you to say that," Ling Xiaolu was bloody, not as scared as before. "It's obviously the dragon that burned your village."

"Who told you it was a dragon? No!"

More and more ghosts gathered around, piercing screams one after another.

"It was Chaya who burned our village!"

"She is the culprit, she is the catastrophe of mankind!"