Chu Feifei and Lu Ming's faces were full of disbelief at this time. The fastest to accept is Du Ziqi.

"Even if this legend is true, what happened next?"

"What happened later, the clan was very secretive, and there was no record of the year, so I could only piece together a rough idea from the scattered legends." The black-robed man lowered his eyes, seemed to sort out his thoughts, and then said:

"This matter was originally a big secret of our clan, and the great witches tried their best to cover it up at the beginning, so the world did not know about the matter of the dragon. The great witches used the power of the dragon to do all kinds of miracles, and the prestige of the witch clan among the people was really in full swing at that time. It's a pity."

The black-robed man looked up at the stone carved cloud dragon on the top of the stone, and sighed deeply: "It's a pity, the success is also the dragon, and the defeat is also the dragon." The black-robed man's sigh looked heavy and gloomy in the empty stone room.

Chu Feifei couldn't help but gently pull Du Ziqi's sleeve on the side, and whispered, "Do you really believe in a divine dragon?" ”

Du Ziqi lowered his head and looked at the little girl, pretending to smile profoundly, and instead of answering, he said lightly to the black-robed man: "I guess, your great witch can't control that divine dragon in the end, right?" ”

The black-robed man suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Du Ziqi sharply: "Who are you?" ”

Du Ziqi laughed: "Ordinary people." Seeing that the black-robed man didn't seem to believe it, he still stared at him tightly, so he said again: "Actually, this is not difficult to guess, right?" Didn't you guess that? ”

The black-robed man lowered his gaze, his heart churning faintly, he had indeed guessed. But as a protector of the Wu clan, it is not surprising that he can guess. His identity gave him access to the secrets of the Wu Clan that the outside world could not understand, and even the Secret Cloud Cave of the Divine Altar, he had also entered and read the classics in it for several days.

He collected so much information before he pieced together the original situation, and Du Ziqi, who didn't look good, actually guessed the result of that incident with just one or two sentences? There was a sense of irony in the hearts of the black-robed people.

"Not bad." The black-robed man struggled to suppress the discomfort in his heart: "According to my inference, it is true that the Great Witches were no longer able to control the Divine Dragon at that time. It happened that a big devil heard the news. Come and challenge the Great Witches. ”

"That big devil, it shouldn't be some kind of demon sect leader, right?" Chu Feifei was half-complaining, half-braining. The story of the black-robed man becomes more and more like a script. It's just a dragon or something. There was actually a big devil out. The next step is probably to hold a martial arts conference and compete for the first place in the world, right?

The black-robed man glanced at Chu Feifei tolerantly, and was not angry because she had a somewhat sarcastic attitude: "Naturally not." That big devil is actually a female saint in southern Xinjiang. ”

Southern Xinjiang? Chu Feifei was stunned, she didn't know much about the so-called witchcraft, but she had seen the Gu art in southern Xinjiang, and although she didn't see the whole picture, she also knew that it was a terrifying big guy.

is also because of the participation of the people of southern Xinjiang, the story of the dragon of the black-robed man is a little more credible in Chu Feifei's heart.

"You said before that the two tigers fought, and Queen Shenwu fishermen profited and got the Dementor Flute, but is that the battle between the female saint of southern Xinjiang and your great witch?" Compared with the so-called Shenlong, Chu Feifei is actually more interested in Queen Shenwu, probably because he has seen the heroic appearance of this Queen Shenwu in his dreams, and he always has an inexplicable sense of closeness to her in his heart.

"Indeed, the female saint of southern Xinjiang learned the news that the Wu clan had a divine dragon, and she was greedy, so she came to challenge the great witch, intending to get involved in the divine dragon. And the key to controlling the dragon is the soul flute. The black-robed man nodded slightly: "The female saint and the great witch in southern Xinjiang fought for each other, and both were defeated, and that Shenwu Empress was just a small general at the time, and she somehow picked up the leak and let her get the soul flute." ”

The Dementor Flute controls the dragon? And the water beast in her dream turned out to be? Chu Feifei's mouth opened slightly in shock, she actually merged with the Divine Dragon in her dream, no wonder the power of the water beast was so strong, and Queen Shenwu also said something in her dream, "You don't belong here" or something like that. But it turned out to be the summoned dragon.

"Originally, the dementor flute was very human to use, but that Shenwu Empress was a wizard with powerful divine soul power, and she actually let her use the dementor flute to manipulate the divine dragon, and destroyed the Dazhai of the Wu clan, so that the Tianyou army drove straight in, and the great witches were killed and injured in that battle, and the Wu clan has since disappeared in the Central Plains."

The black-robed man's voice lagged behind, and no one spoke in the stone room for a long time. Chu Feifei was still thinking about the heroic appearance of Empress Shenwu in his dream, Lu Ming was not interested in these stories, and Du Ziqi lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Du Ziqi broke the silence: "This place is actually the place where you summoned the Divine Dragon, right?" ”

The black-robed man glanced at Du Ziqi and did not answer.

If you don't answer, you are acquiescing? Chu Feifei's eyes widened: "You came here, could it be that you also want to summon some divine dragon?" ”

The black-robed man was a little ridiculous: "How is it possible, the great witches who cast spells back then were all amazing and brilliant people, and the summoning technique was originally a great forbidden art, if it weren't for the fact that those great witches believed that their qualifications were rare for thousands of years, they would not have done such a reckless act." ”

Du Ziqi smiled at this time: "Actually, even if you have superhuman qualifications, you can't do this anymore, right?" ”

The black-robed man didn't answer, but his eyes gradually turned cold when he looked at Du Ziqi.

What does this guy know again? Chu Feifei quietly pulled Du Ziqi: "What do you mean?" ”

Du Ziqi smiled and patted the little girl's hand, but did not answer, but continued to say to the man in black: "What I am more curious about now is what you want to do when you picked up those ores before?" ”

Du Ziqi's every question seemed to touch a certain sensitive point, and the black-robed man just looked at him coldly, not knowing whether he couldn't answer or didn't want to answer.

Chu Feifei looked at Du Ziqi with a casual expression, and then at the black-robed man with cold eyes on the other side, a little depressed, why did these two seem to be playing dumb riddles, but she could understand every sentence, but she didn't know what they were talking about.

And Du Ziqi is also hateful, knowing that she is anxious to know, but he refuses to tell her, is he resentful of her just now that he is unreliable?

Thinking of this, Chu Feifei couldn't help but glance at the guy sitting there next to her who was also two heads taller than her, and secretly thought to herself, this guy wouldn't be so careful, right?

Du Ziqi smiled at this time: "What, what kind of secret is this?" It's just alchemy, and it's not unusual. ”

(To be continued.) )