797: C797 I Am an Eagle I Am a Real F*cking Eagle

C797 I Am an Eagle I Am a Real F*cking Eagle

The Dragon Gate Inn quieted down. Hong Zheng hid in the darkness to protect Meng Xuan. Meng Xuan was waiting in the Dragon Gate Inn for the arrival of February 2nd. His sorrowful heart had also hidden itself within the Azure Mountain City as he gazed in the direction of the Dragon Gate Inn.

Bai Jian appeared beside him. His face was dark green, and his eyes had gone completely black. He was gnashing his teeth in pain.

She glanced at him sadly, "Stole another wife?"

Bai Qu rolled his eyes: "What are you calling me that, Wang Cuihua and I are truly in love."

"You're the only one who likes that kind of old garlic." With a sad heart, he smiled and said, "That's right, you said that during the battle of Rainbow Bridge, when we are fighting for the fate of the heavens, will the Divine Condor Heroic Couple help us?"

Bai Jie was instantly enraged. "F * cking hell, Godly Eagle Heroic Couple, do you have an eagle?"

Grief filled his heart with a bitter smile, his eyes were deep, and he sighed, "There isn't much time left in the Middle Earth, the Sovereign's Permeability has never given up, and I wonder how many infiltrators there are. The battle at the Rainbow Bridge is the most critical, and Heaven's Mandate is something that even the Immortal King Stage powerhouses would be moved by. "

"Even so, we still have to take it with our lives. One hundred and eight destinies, I wonder how much of it will be obtained in the Middle Earth." She said with sorrow in her heart.

Time slowly passed. Meng Xuan was in the Dragon Gate Inn, listening to the wind and the rain, watching the sun rise and set. He finally understood. In the past month, he had become like an ordinary person.

He had a certain understanding of the current dire situation. It was not far from knocking open the threshold of the Immortal King. When he became an Immortal King, it would be time for him to return to the first Qiankun world.

Thinking of this, he took a big gulp of the wine. His expression was cold: "Nalan, Lin Huang, Song Lifei, Rose, God's Palm, Devil Crocodile, Sky Sovereign of Fish Painting …" Are you ready? "

The second day of the second month was about to arrive. It was a joyous occasion in the Azure Mountain City. The races of Azure Mountain City had quite a few mortals who had gained the concept of a calendar. The first month was the day of their cultivation. They were arranged together.

"February 2nd, Dragon Raises Its Head."

Meng Xuan walked out of the Dragon Gate Inn. Tomorrow was the 2nd of February. He was waiting for the Dragon Raising Its Head. No one knew what the dragon's head was, whether it had been revived or what?

Cheers and laughter rang out as lanterns flew into the sky one after another. There were many children who flew about freely. These children were carefree and did not have any spiritual energy in their bodies. They were nothing more than ordinary mortals.

"Big brother, are you going to join us in making paper lions and paper dragons?" A child raised his head, his face full of innocence. Meng Xuan couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the child.

"Come, come with us." The child took his hand and walked towards a corner.

There were already seven or eight children in the corner. They were wrapping paper around paper lions and dragons. There was also a young man around the age of twenty who looked very wretched.

He wasn't tall, but he was extremely skinny. He wore a green robe, and his eyes were rolling around his body like he was trying to hide something. In Meng Xuan's opinion, this kind of person usually didn't have more than three days to live.

"He's big brother Bird. The Lion Dance Dragon is very powerful." The child said.

The young man stood up and swept his gaze across Meng Xuan before knocking the boy's head once more. "How many times have I said that I'm an eagle? I really am, f * cking an eagle. Call me Lord Eagle."

The child covered his head in grievance.

Meng Xuan looked behind him at the colourful paper lions and paper dragons that were almost completely finished. Especially the paper dragon; it was ten feet long and was supported by a bamboo pole.

Tomorrow is the second day of the second month. We Blue Mountain mortals have a custom, and that is to pay respects to the new year. The lion dance dragon from door to door, praying for the weather to be smooth. Lord Eagle said.

"What about you?" Meng Xuan asked with a smile.

"I want to dance lion." Lord Eagle said as if it was a matter of course.

It had been a long time since Meng Xuan had such an ordinary feeling. He had been cultivating since his previous life. After the age of six, he had no fate with ordinary people. Although Lord Eagle was shifty and obviously not a good person, he was still very hospitable.

Meng Xuan involuntarily laughed, "Okay."

"Big brother, let's celebrate New Year together tomorrow. "It's going to be very lively. Door-to-door, we'll be dancing like lions and dragon." The child said, his eyes full of excitement.

Meng Xuan scratched his head. "Alright, what's your name?"

"I'm called Little Li …" The child spoke with a proud and pampered tone.1

That night, Meng Xuan slept at the Dragon Gate Inn. At daybreak, he left the Dragon Gate Inn.

When the second day of the second month arrived, there were many people in the Azure Mountain City who were silently staring at Meng Xuan. The seven ancient kings, The White Desire, The Heart Of Grief, Zhu Changsheng, The Scarlet Emperor … There was also the young master of the doctor, the Medicine Immortal King and the others.

The other members of the Vermillion Bird Echelon had also arrived, including many of the scaled creatures.

Meng Xuan saw the little white dragon, Golden Worm, Black Tortoise, and Golden Snake, the Ninth Prince, hidden in the darkness. However, these people no longer dared to approach Meng Xuan. Back then, they could only look down on him from a high vantage point. But now, they only dared to gaze at him from afar. Meng Xuan had already surpassed them by too much, and was now standing far ahead of them.

Be it the Ascension Realm or the War King Token, they could only look up to him.

Little Li was the first to arrive. He was dressed in festive attire and held a lantern in his hand. Lord Eagle held a lion head in his hand. He looked extremely mighty as a young man followed behind him.

"Greetings, lion dance …" Then, he pointed at the paper dragon in the corner of the wall. "Brother, you can go and dance with the dragon."

Beneath the paper dragon, there were already over a dozen youths gathered. They were excitedly holding the paper dragon, and the bamboo pole on the dragon's head was now empty. Meng Xuan walked over and held the bamboo pole in his hand, controlling the position of the dragon head.

"Can you dance?" Lord Eagle asked, "Dragon-dancing is a unique skill that requires you to display the dragon's malevolence, grandeur, might, and imposing manner. That's what makes people happy. "When others are happy, they give you their blessings. They say you're like a dragon …"

Meng Xuan was stunned. The words of Lord Engraving gave him a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't recall where he had seen it before. However, he still smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely dance like a real dragon."

"Let's go." Little Li was the first to walk away while skipping, "Let's go to the butcher's house first."

The butcher had opened a butcher's shop in the Azure Mountain City. He sold some meat from different demon beasts, and his daily business was flourishing as well.

"Coming?" The butcher's appearance was very cruel, patting Little Li on the head, "To celebrate your fortune, to celebrate your fortune."

"Uncle Butcher, I've come to pay my New Year respects to you." Lord Eagle stepped forward, then entered the butcher's house and began to dance the lion.

His coordination with his companions was extremely exquisite. They were vivid and lifelike, as if they were real lions roaring.

"It looks like it, it really looks like it!" The butcher smiled.

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