After the old ancestor woke up, he became a knife

Chapter 157 A junior of the Red Clan?
"It's amazing that you can find this place."

The group of people stopped suddenly, looking at the giant dragon with surprise expressions full of disbelief.

The dragon they thought was dead opened its eyes, and looked at them coldly with blood-red pupils.

"It's alive, it's actually alive."

They had checked it before, and the dragon was clearly dead!But now they witnessed the dragon opening its eyes in front of them and talking to them!
He slowly exhaled the turbid air in his body, his eyes stayed on Long Jiang for a moment, he looked away, and said, "Do you want to hear me tell a story?"

But whether they like it or not, the whole valley seems to be filled with the sound of dragon chant, rippling in their minds.

A picture appeared in front of my eyes.

It's like being in that memory.

"There is a child who naively thinks that as long as he is sensible, he can get the care he wants, but the child born from the combination of the human race and the monster race is always a cripple. The blood is not as pure as the monster race, and the talent is not as good as those human geniuses. He was born to be cast aside."

"He managed to escape from those children, and vowed to work hard to become stronger, to avenge himself, and to make those who bullied him pay their due price."

……

In the picture presented in front of them, everyone saw the boy's helpless and humble appearance, how he became stronger step by step, from a low-blooded demon clan to a dragon clan that everyone looks up to.

They seemed to empathize with the experience and were shrouded in hatred and anger.

"Fake, don't be fooled by him."

A clear and solemn voice came to their ears, and they felt themselves trembling. They suddenly woke up and looked around.

Filled with the blood of a trace of rust.

The people who came back from the brink of death were terrified, their faces were still pale, Sheng Qing panted, patted his chest and said: "Qiao Guan, thanks for reminding us, otherwise we and the boss will be finished."

Qiao Guan had a pale face: "It's not me."

"Not you?"

Sheng Qing was taken aback, and the others also looked over.

He clearly heard a female voice just now, except for Qiao Guan, there are no girls among them.

but……

At this moment, he realized that the voice just now really didn't seem to be Qiao Guan's voice, but who else could it be if it wasn't her.

Long Jiang stared at Bei Xiu's direction, clenched his fists and said nothing, it was clearly the aura of the dragon clan just now.

why.

The World Master of the Boundary Management Bureau will have the aura of the dragon clan on his body, and the aura is still so pure.

Just when Long Jiang suddenly thought of a guess, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "Interesting."

The dragon was staring at them gloomyly with blood-red pupils, and his eyes stayed on Bei Xiu for a moment, "I originally thought of getting rid of you in this way, but it is really the most regretful thing I have ever done."

He looked away from Bei Xiu, looked at Long Jiang and said, "You and I are both dragons, I didn't expect you to mix with people from the Boundary Administration Bureau."

Those words were clearly not meant to Fu Lin.

Following the direction the dragon was looking at, they were shocked, and looked at Brother Jiang with surprised and unbelievable eyes.

Compared with them, Fu Lin's emotions are very flat and unaffected. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he knows Brother Jiang's identity earlier than them!
"I am not of the same race as you."

Long Jiang curled his lower lip and sneered, "I admire you foreigners for turning into dragons with your own talents, but there is no blood relationship between the different dragons and the dragons, you and I are not of the same race."

"Dragon Clan!"

Several people were surprised.

Knowing the truth, Ji Xia was nervous and ignored the presence of others, and whispered: "Brother, he is from the dragon clan, does he already know our identities?"

That's why we get close.

Talk to them.

"Junior of the Red Clan?"

A voice came into Long Jiang's mind, and he seemed to be frozen in place, his eyes were moist and red.

"ginger……"

Wan Cheng looked at him and said to himself, "No wonder you refused to tell us your surname. You belong to the Dragon Clan...then your name is Long Jiang?"

Just as the dragon was thinking about how to kill them and take the dragon's body, there was a contemptuous and ridiculous voice.

"Simpson, you are really interesting. The person who died ten thousand years ago is using us as a child to let you go. Let me guess, your real purpose is not to study the monster race. blood."

Long Jiang stepped forward, staring at the dragon blood-colored pupils, every single word seemed to shake his heart, "In other words, studying the power of the blood of the monster race is just your bait,
Your real purpose is to be resurrected, to be completely resurrected with the help of another person's body, to restore the power of the previous life, to have the body of a dragon, what I said, right? ! "

(End of this chapter)