Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 440 No Emperor, Only Comrades

Xia Mo crossed her arms and glanced at Bai Wang. She would not allow anyone to be one step higher than her.

When she is weak, she calls me Sister Bai Wang obediently, and when she is strong, she calls me Xiao Bai. She is respectful at first but arrogant later, which makes people laugh when they think about it.

"My dear, you said that an ancient emperor was resurrected in the 21st century. What would he do first after waking up?"

"Have a meal."

"They feed on territory and indulge in war," the White King sighed. "I'm afraid that people will suffer and the dawn will suffer."

"You, a dragon, care about humans?"

"Aren't you also a dragon? I'm counting on you to be the first batch of immigrants to Mars and become the Grand Duke of Mars."

"Maybe you can look forward to a guy who has the same aspirations as you in the next ten years."

"Oh? You can predict what will happen ten years later? The Black King has planned to bring about Ragnarok in 2012."

"What if? With a large base, I'll always meet someone who understands me." Xia Mo shrugged.

"And your answer?"

"Do you know the First Emperor?"

"know."

"What kind of person is he?"

"It is recorded in human history books, even though there are omissions, it is not fiction."

"Then he should adapt to the times, rather than the times adapting to him. His throne and empire are written in history books and cannot be taken out. So what if he is resurrected? Now the seven kingdoms are unified, and those that have not yet been unified do not need his help."

"Can he push the wheel of history back by himself? What cart-pushing champion?" Xia Mo said with a smile, "Heroes are made by the times. His version has ended. I naturally believe in his ability. He can also hold a high position in modern times. After all, the ancient people were not stupid. But isn't that good? It benefits the people."

King Bai was silent for a long time after hearing this. From her point of view, the era was created by her. Her personal power was so great that it influenced and determined the course of history.

However, humans are different. They are a species that is born and dies quickly and their lifespan is no more than a hundred years. Emperors cannot seek immortality, and one general cannot stop an army of ten thousand.

We have to admit that the historical process of human civilization has its own laws of development, which is spiral upward, which is very different from the dragon civilization.

Perhaps this is also the reason why the White King is full of expectations.

"However, the one who wakes up may not be the First Emperor, otherwise there would not be this crisis."

"How to say?"

"The first emperor of mankind is a direct descendant of the Black King. This is a double-edged sword. It not only brings him advanced thinking and power, but also subtly influences him deeply."

"The Black King's body is dormant, but his consciousness is wandering in the world. I am active with the help of the fifth element, so why can't the Black King be active? He is the true master of the fifth element."

"The vast majority of the Black King's consciousness was suppressed, but some escaped."

"Unfortunately, the remaining will of the Black King inherited by the First Emperor happened to be part of the destruction. This is why he was tyrannical and harsh in his later years," explained the White King.

"I'm here to kill the First Emperor!" Xia Mo said in a domineering tone, and then spread her hands, "I really want to say that, but you should at least reveal some secrets to me, such as the relationship between Baijia Village and the First Emperor."

"To be precise, it is the relationship between Bai Muyang, Bai Yinxiang and the First Emperor." King Bai added.

"Ah."

“That’s a long story…”

"Let's make it short. I believe in Sister Bai Wang's ability to organize words and language." "Oh, okay, let's make it short. Bai Muyang's ancestor was an unknown person in history. He was as light as a feather in history and could not shake the node."

"So who is Bai Muyang's ancestor?"

"The Emperor's security guard."

"I'll go, Zhao Gao?"

"They are the Iron Eagle Warriors," White King corrected him, "founded by the famous Qin general Sima Cuo. They are strictly selected and have requirements in terms of physical fitness, tactics, weapons, etc. They are similar to modern special forces."

"Ancestor Bai Muyang was a small sergeant, but he was secretly responsible for protecting the safety of the First Emperor's travels. Originally, this was the job of the Zhonglang Ling, but having an extra layer of protection would only bring benefits and no harm."

"What's the reason for Bai Muyang's sudden change of mood?"

"There is a golden mask in the exhibition hall. When the First Emperor passed away, Bai Muyang's ancestor firmly believed that the master he was loyal to would be resurrected, so he asked an alchemist to extract his living spirit and attach it to the mask, waiting for a turnaround."

"Bai Muyang is his descendant, so there is no better container than him."

"Then why did he hurt Yin Xiang?"

"This involves the elixir of immortality that the First Emperor took..." King Bai said, and the first descendant who discovered that she was still "alive" flashed through his mind. The group of idiots from the Eight Clans of Sheqi were hesitant about the existence of the holy remains, apparently unaware that the real owner was just watching the show.

……

When I woke up from the dream, it was not the dead of night, but the bright day. Xia Mo almost knew the grudges of more than 2,000 years ago. It is our duty to prevent Qin Shihuang from resurrecting!

Xia Mo left her residence to find Bai Yinxiang, wanting to discuss something with her. In fact, she could ask the Great Elder for help, but he had a bad temper and seemed difficult to talk to.

When she arrived at Bai Yinxiang's house, Xia Mo found the door closed and no one answered after she knocked.

At this time, a mature woman with a side ponytail came out from the neighboring house. She was considered an aunt in terms of age, but she still had a charming look. The anti-aging effect of mixed-race people was excellent. She looked less than 30 years old in her forties and her temperament was more mature.

This lady was Bai Muyang’s mother, named Bai Ling.

"Xiao Xiang was taken to the ancestral hall by her father." Bai Ling said.

Xia Moguan saw Bai Ling wearing an apron with dew on her hands, seemingly cooking. It seemed that she had no idea that her son had been possessed by his thousand-year-old ancestor.

"What to do?"

Bai Ling shook her head, "Xiao Yang is also there. Didn't you two go to the city together? This kid didn't come home for dinner either."

"Oh, we separated not long after we came back. Since they are in the ancestral hall, maybe there is something important to discuss with them. I will go over now."

"Have you had breakfast? You are too thin." Bai Ling said with a smile.

"Thank you, sister. No thanks. I've already had breakfast." Xia Mo replied politely.

Xia Mo said goodbye and left. Bai Ling looked at her back and her smile gradually faded. Last night she suddenly felt palpitations and always felt that something bad was going to happen. She had another nightmare. In the dream, Bai Muyang did not recognize her mother.

This is a nightmare, just like calling "mother" instead of "mother".

Bai Ling's husband died early, and she depended on her son for life. After much thought, she realized that the reason for her panic was Xiaoyang. She actually went to find Xiaoyang but was fooled by the great elder.

"Xiao Yang, you can't have any problems." Bai Ling clutched her apron tightly, a worried look on her face.

On the other side, Xia Mo arrived at the ancestral hall. Standing at the door were two generals, a brother and sister, about fifteen or sixteen years old, named Bai Yan and Bai Yu. They stopped Xia Mo.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xia Mo, the Great Elder has ordered that the ancestral hall is not open to the public. Please go back."

(End of this chapter)