"No, the Ancestor True Dragon is a noble gold, which can be said to be something that the dragon knows. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yu Jiaojiao replied.

Song Shuhang: "......"

It's not a white dragon?

So, the little white dragon on the mysterious island and the one who left these messages with resentment are not the same dragon?

It's nerve-wracking, what did Song Mutou do in ancient times? How many people did he provoke? How many dragons did he provoke?

Song Mutou, who is known as 'escape first', won't all the ability to escape be tempered by death, right?

"Then this ancestor Zhenlong, is he still alive?" asked Song Shuhang.

Yu Jiaojiao replied, "I don't know, it's been a long time since my clan has been able to contact this True Dragon Ancestor. However, this ancestor should still be alive. It was the dragon king of the year, an immortal-level existence that stepped out of his own way. I've never heard of its fall, so it's probably still somewhere in the universe. ”

Song Shuhang nodded and reopened the diary, wanting to see what was written on it.

However, the Japanese notebook is full of ancient characters, and these ancient characters do not have the attribute of 'self-translation', and Song Shuhang can only barely recognize a few words.

"Jiaojiao, what's written on this?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I don't know, I don't know much about ancient writing. However, I inquired, and it seems that it is written about some miscellaneous matters. Yu Jiaojiao's voice paused, and then said, "Do you doubt that there is any opportunity here?" Do you want me to find a teacher from the Dragon King Hall to translate for me?"

"You can try. Song Shuhang smiled, and then he closed the diary.

As he closed the journal, his heart suddenly moved.

His gaze fell on the back of the back page of the diary.

"Jiaojiao, the back page of this diary is a bit weird. "Song Shu Channel.

Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Where is the weirdness?"

She felt that her opportunity might have come, and the seniors in the group were really right, Song Shuhang This guy has great luck, and he can be called the trumpet of the White Venerable. Moreover, compared to Venerable Bai, Song Shuhang's luck is safer!

According to the secret calculation of a boring senior in the group - Song Shuhang's atmosphere is far away, and it is not passers-by who are injured every time, but Song Shuhang himself. In other words, if anyone wants to rub Song Shuhang's WiFi, it's not right...... It's a bit of luck, and you don't have to worry about a meteorite falling overhead. Even if a meteorite really falls, don't be afraid, most of the meteorite is aimed at Song Shuhang himself.

"Is the colophon of this diary exactly the same as your real life? I feel like there's a message on the colophon. If you have time, go back and look at the diary. "Song Shu Channel.

"Wait a minute, I'll go back and look at this journal at once. Yu Jiaojiao said.

"In this dreaming state, can you still read the diary?" Song Shuhang was surprised.

Yu Jiaojiao laughed: "You are dreaming, and I don't." I'm still awake, wait for me for a moment. ”

Song Shuhang: "......"

About thirty seconds later.

Yu Jiaojiao's voice sounded again, but there was some loss in her tone: "Sure enough, there is still a message, but it is not an opportunity." ”

"What's that?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Wait for me, I'll renew the memory in my head, and you put the book back on the shelf and open it again. Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang: "...... Jiaojiao, is your brain a computer?"

However, he put the diary back and took it out again.

This time, he flipped through the diary and looked at the bottom cover.

After staring at the bottom cover for a moment, a string of text immediately appeared.

This time, the font is crooked, and it is also written in ancient times, but this word is ugly and miserable.

[Wowha, stupid, if you die one day, I will release 3,000 fireworks to celebrate, and I will be very happy. You're dead, and I'm not going to have to be beaten again. 】

Song Shuhang: "......"

Nima, all of a sudden, the 'slightly sad' atmosphere created by the True Dragon Ancestor in front of him was completely ruined.

Song Shuhang only thought of one word in his mind - looking for death!

If the Golden Dragon Ancestor saw Song Mutou's answer, he would definitely pick up a knife and cut people, and chase and kill this thing all over the world. Not to mention the Golden Dragon Ancestor, when Song Shuhang saw this answer, his temples also exploded, and he had a desire to cut people.

It can only be said that this reply must be suffering from three waves of disease. Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang: "Ahem, this is a matter of ancient times, no matter how powerful the predecessors of the three waves are, it is impossible to infect the three waves of disease across time and space." ”

"Then change your name, the Ancient Three Waves Disease. Yu Jiaojiao continued.

Song Shuhang praised: "There's nothing wrong." ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, Song Shuhang's heart suddenly moved.

This sentence was replied to by Song Mutou.

Other words...... One day after the establishment of the Dragon King Palace, Song Mutou sneaked into this place and found a message from the 'Golden Dragon Ancestor'. And, still here, with the technique of the ancestor of the golden dragon, he replied.

Song Mutou deliberately rushed back to the Dragon King Hall back then, just to reply to the message of the Golden Dragon Ancestor?

If that's really the case...... Maybe Song Mutou's reply can't just look at the surface.

The relationship or friendship between the two is certainly not as simple as it is literally expressed.

In addition, one thing can be seen from Song Mutou's message - Song Mutou can't beat the Golden Dragon Ancestor, and he has always been the one who has been beaten.

"Do you have any other messages?" Song Shuhang asked, "In addition, Jiaojiao, you will go and test the plaque, picture scroll, and half of the wood carving again in a while." Song Mutou replied to the message in the diary, maybe there were also his messages on several other objects, but they were hidden in other places. ”

"Makes sense, but is it necessary to read it? I feel like it's a dead message. Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang shook his head: "This Song wood is not as simple as you imagined. ”

Regarding that Song Mutou is likely to be his ghost, this is still his speculation, and the theory of traveling through time and space...... After all, it's only limited to novels, movies, and television.

Therefore, Song Shuhang could only tell Yu Jiaojiao some things he knew: "This Song Mutou existed during the Ancient Heavenly Court period, and he has a relationship with many big names in the Ancient Heavenly Court. As far as I know, there are several immortals and immortals who know Song Mutou. In addition, it can be seen from the message here that the relationship between Song Mutou and the Golden Dragon Ancestor is very unusual. Maybe you can guess something from the messages and replies between them. More likely, there will be a double chance in it?"

"Makes sense. Yu Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Then I'll take you to the next message office first, and then I'll go back and look at the plaque, the scroll and the half-cut wood carving." ”

After that, Yu Jiaojiao guided Song Shuhang to shuttle through the world of Mosaic.

In the end, Song Shuhang came to a large jade bed.

"What kind of place is this?" Song Shuhang said curiously, because there were mosaics everywhere, and he had no idea what room he was staying in.

"This is a cultivation resort in the Dragon King Palace, this jade bed was the place where the Golden Dragon Ancestor slept back then, leaving a large amount of dragon qi on it. For those of us who have the bloodline of the dragon clan, cultivating near this jade bed will get twice the result with half the effort, and it can also purify the bloodline. Yu Jiaojiao said: "Again, in the lower right corner of the bottom of the bed, look carefully." ”

The Golden Dragon Ancestor must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and its message must be in the lower right corner.

Song Shuhang stared at the lower right corner for a moment, and then another string of words floated over.

[Na, Song Mutou, I'm pregnant. 】

Song Shuhang: "Poof~~"

This can't be Song Mutou's pot, right?

If so, then Song Mutou already has the ability to have children? So, he is no longer a ghost? Or...... His previous guess was wrong, Song Mutou was not his ghost?

"Jiaojiao, is there any reply on this jade bed?" Song Shuhang said.

"I didn't pay attention, you look for it, if there is anything special, I'll take a look again. Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang stared at the jade bed and looked at it carefully.

"Here, the bedside position, there's something different here. Jiaojiao, give priority to the jade bed and see what the reply is. Song Shuhang said quickly.

"Wait for me for a moment. Yu Jiaojiao said.

After that, Yu Jiaojiao, who was in the Dragon King Palace, quickly went to the place where the jade bed was.

A few minutes later.

Yu Jiaojiao's voice sounded: "It's updated, you close your eyes and watch again." But...... There is still no chance of this reply. ”

There was some disappointment in Jiaojiao's voice, but with a little joy, she had a good time.

Scavenger hunts, if you play alone, are very boring. If you have a companion, it's fun to communicate together.

Song Shuhang closed his eyes and opened them again.

Then, he saw Song Mutou's crooked reply.

[Hey, wait a minute, if you leave such a message, it will cause future generations to misunderstand! We ......] There should still be handwriting behind it, but it should have been erased by Song Mu.

Song Shuhang: "......"

The Golden Dragon Ancestor is pregnant, and judging from her and Song Mutou's messages, this child does not seem to be Song Mutou......'s child? I vaguely felt that this child was inseparable from Song Mutou.

"Any other messages?" Song Shuhang asked.

With this string of messages and replies, the image of a pair of enemies was formed in the minds of Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao.

"And one last place. Yu Jiaojiao said: "I will guide you there...... In addition, my main body is also heading to the same location. ”

Finally, there is a big drum. But the drum doesn't have a drum head.

This time, there was no need for Yu Jiaojiao to remind, Song Shuhang looked at the lower right corner of the big drum.

[It's almost time, I've been waiting for you here for thirteen years, but you stupid person hasn't stepped into the Dragon King Palace. I'm leaving, maybe I'll go and see the Emperor of the North. If I see you again one day, I will kill you. You're you, I do what I say. Then I will use your skin to paste this big drum. 】

Song Shuhang carefully inspected the drum and pointed to the bottom of the drum: "Here!"

He seems to have a real relationship with Song Mutou, and he can always find his hidden message location.

"It's synched, you close your eyes and open them again. Yu Jiaojiao said.

[I wish you success in your plan. Song Mutou's message.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin, thinking of the Northern Emperor, and realized it in his heart.

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