Chapter 1808: Shenlong Han Liang

"This seat is the tool spirit of the Mortal Palace. If this seat doesn't follow you, can you take the Mortal Palace with you?"
The big white dog showed what it took for granted.
"Uh...it seems to be the reason!"
After thinking about it carefully, Su Fan realized this serious problem.
After all, he can only be regarded as the half master of the Mortal Palace, and the big white dog has not yet recognized him as the master.
And if Su Fan didn't take the big white dog with him, he wouldn't be able to completely shrink the Mortal Palace, let alone install it in the system space.
"Well, then you can go with me!"
After figuring out everything, Su Fan readily agreed.
After that, Su Fan left the Mortal Palace first, and the Big White Dog stayed and took charge of shrinking the Mortal Palace.
Rumble!
As the Mortal Palace slowly became smaller, the situation above the dome of Fengdu World suddenly changed.
The thunderstorms are coming out, and the sky is gloomy as if it will collapse at any time.
The vast sea of ​​thunder impacted the broken Jiuhuan Mountain, and the mountains were crumbling and trembling.
All the monks had a premonition that the end was coming.
They all knelt down to the top of the ninth ring and prayed, hoping that the God of Fengdu could help.
Unfortunately, people don't know that Fengdu Tianshen has disappeared here, and their prayers are destined to be useless.
Boom!
Kuang Lei cut through the sky, and the eighth ring peak was chopped into scorched earth in the thunder sea!
Countless lives fell, and a giant dragon flew out from the depths of the thundercloud.
Ouch!
The icy wind swept across the world, the dragon raised its head and flew towards the ninth ring mountain, and the air was full of frost and momentum.
"It's Han Liang's breath, he was released!"
Huo Xiaoyun, who was hiding in the sacred fire furnace, was refreshed, and she immediately said to Su Fan, "Hurry up, let me go out, I want to talk to Han Liang!"
In fact, there is no need for Huo Xiaoyun to deliberately remind her, because Su Fan had already taken the Sacred Fire Furnace when she spoke.
Feeling the familiar aura from the sacred fire furnace ahead, Han Liang, as the Frost Dragon, was shocked, and his flight speed instantly soared several times.
"Han Liang!"
"Xiao Yun!"
A flame sprang from the furnace, and Huo Xiaoyun stepped on the flame and rushed towards Han Liang with a full face.
And Han Liang changed his body after the surprise, and in the wind and snow, he turned into a little boy in white clothes with white hair.
The little boy in Han Liang's incarnation looks innocent and cute, but there are vicissitudes of life in his slender eyes.
He looked at Huo Xiaoyun who was rushing over, just about to reach out and touch her.
However, at this time, a cold wind blew, Huo Xiaoyun's illusory body slowly formed a layer of frost.
"Oh, sorry Xiao Hanzi, I forgot!"
Huo Xiaoyun screamed, her face changed slightly, as if thinking of something, then she hurriedly stepped back several steps.
"It's okay, I actually forgot it too!"
Han Liang paused, and said with a hint of apologize in his tone: "My body is too cold, you still don't get too close to me!"
"Han Liang, let me introduce to you, this kid is called Su Fan."
The flame retracted, Huo Xiaoyun fell onto the Shenhuo furnace, pointed at Su Fan, and introduced to Han Liang enthusiastically.
"Oh……"
Han Liang glanced at Su Fan faintly, and said coldly, as if he didn't catch a cold at Su Fan.
"Don't do this, Su Fan had always planned to help me save you!"
Huo Xiaoyun sensed Han Liang's indifference to Su Fan and tried to be a peacemaker.
"I know!"
Han Liang said coldly: "But you also said that it's just a plan, and planning and putting it into action cannot be confused at all."
"Who said I didn't take action? Would you get out of trouble without me taking control of the heavenly palace?"
Seeing Han Liang's face with a cold face, Su Fan felt like he owed money to the other party like two to eighty thousand, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.
If it weren't for Huo Xiaoyun and Han Qing's face, Su Fan really wanted to teach this little dragon who didn't know the heights of the sky.
"Control the Heavenly Palace? Just you?"
Han Liang smiled. There was no sarcasm in his smile, but the content of what he said made Su Fan feel very awkward: "Boy, you said this sentence too early. When will you get the truth from Senior Dog? Acknowledged, come to me again to pretend to be a force, maybe I will really look at you at that time!"
The corners of Su Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He was obviously a cute little boy. Why is his words so annoying!
"Oh, isn't this Xiao Liangliang?"
Just when the scene was extremely embarrassing, the big white dog came over with the shrunken Mortal Palace on his head.
When it saw Han Liang standing here, it was very pleasantly surprised: "I really didn't expect that you and I will meet again!"
"Senior Dog, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to be as elegant as you were back then!"
Seeing the big white dog coming, Han Liang changed his face instantly.
The gentle expression on his face made Su Fan very suspicious whether this was the same as the kid who was pretending to be cold.
"Haha, Xiao Liangliang is really becoming more and more able to talk, wait for a later time to find a time, let's go to the two more?"
When the big white dog heard Han Liang's praise, he felt very helpful, and his attitude towards Han Liang was much more kind.
"Since it's the senior dog invited, the junior is naturally desperate!"
Han Liang immediately agreed, with a wider smile on his face, and he felt like he had just picked up a bargain for Su Fan.
After that, the dragon and the dog began to talk.
But after listening carefully for a while, Su Fan found that he couldn't find any topic at all and entered the conversation between the two beasts.
The world of this sacred beast was too elusive for him as a magnificent human.
"Su Fan, Han Liang said he wants to walk with us, don't you mind bringing more people?"
After the two gods had finished talking, the big white dog asked Su Fan.
people? Isn't this a dragon?
Su Fan complained in his heart.
Seeing Han Liang’s stinky little face, Su Fan wanted to refuse on the spot, but he heard Huo Xiaoyun say happily at this moment:
Don’t mind, of course don’t mind pulling it. We will definitely welcome Xiao Han. Son, after all, Xiao Han Qing hasn't seen his father for a long time!"
Hearing this, Su Fan instantly dispelled the idea of ​​rejection. He coughed a few times and smiled hard at Han Liang: "Welcome to the Mortal Palace as a guest. You can use this as your home in the future!"
"Mortal Palace? What is that?" Han Liang asked in confusion.
"It's Fengdu Tiangong, I changed it to a new name!"
Su Fan explained as much as possible to keep smiling.
"Good soil, are you at this level of naming? It feels not as good as Fengdu Tiangong!"
Han Liang poured cold water bluntly.
"..."
A row of black lines appeared on Su Fan's forehead. At this moment, he really wanted to go straight forward and deform Han Liang's small face!