Celestials? ”

Lan Qianzhen probably understood a little.

"Well, each race has a representative totem, and the totem of our celestial race is a dragon, but it is different from a real dragon."

Mo Huaizhen didn't know if Lan Qianzhen could understand what he meant.

"I understand this, the so-called ontology is just a way for you to disguise yourself, it does not mean that you live in that way."

Lan Qianzhen thought that in order to express their reverence for the gods, ancient people would anthropomorphize people.

is like Nuwa, who is obviously a human, but is thought to be the appearance of a human head and a snake body.

There are others, maybe just an ordinary person, who in the end are either deified and demonized.

In short, in the human mind, gods and demons are always fixed in one pattern.

And according to the information passed on to her by her ancestors in her mind, before the ancient human family name appeared, it was marked by totems. And then there are the names of the tribes, the names of the ancestors of the tribes.

Mo Huaiyu's family was afraid that they used this dragon form as a totem at first, and then because they may have ruled most of the tribes, they evolved their own surnames, and then each had their own name.

Lan Qianzhen thought about it, and suddenly understood why some slaves did not have names at first, and later they were all given names by their masters.

In the final analysis, it has a lot to do with the earliest tribal hierarchy.

"Yes, yes, you're smart."

The corners of Mo Huaiqing's mouth raised slightly, and he silently gave her a thumbs up.

"Shouldn't you reward me?"

Lan Qianzhen ripped off the mask on his face, revealing a handsome face that was becoming more and more flawless. Under the lights, the pair of dark eyes were like the starry sky in the universe, mysterious and charming, looking at Lan Qianzhen with great tenderness.

"Of course I ...... if I want it. Yes, you can. ”

Mo Huaiqing raised his head and gave her a chirp as a reward.

"Little girl, Mo Huaiqing is not your real name, so what is your real name?"

Lan Qianzhen finished with a bar, and remembered that Fu Yuehua called Mo Huaiqi His Royal Highness.

It's not just a shout.

And according to Fu Yuehua, she is from a more advanced continent, which proves that her status should not be very low.

In this way, her title made Lan Qianzhen even more suspicious of Mo Huaiqi's identity in the high-level continent.

"Emperor, all the people of the Heavenly Clan have the surname Emperor."

As soon as Mo Huaizhen spoke, Lan Qianzhen suddenly had the idea of complaining.

In this future world, as long as there is an ancient immortal cultivation text, the male pig's feet in this book are all surnamed emperors, which is really uncreative.

"Come on, I'll know."

Lan Qianzhen rolled her eyes.

"Know what?"

Mo Huaiqing wondered.

"Your name, the emperor's surname."

Lan Qianzhen said coldly.

"Don't think it sounds? Then you can also call me Emperor Hongqi,"

Mo Huaiyu smiled, the scenery of the moon-like people, when they laughed, they were all over the country, it was difficult not to be moved.

"Emperor Hongqing? Why is there another big word? ”

Lan Qianzhen was a little stupid.

"Dihong, according to the saying of your time, the surnames are separated. Those with surnames are divided by their ancestors, and those who have clans are divided by their descendants. I come from the branch of the emperor's surname Hong, and I have the same lineage. So it's right for you to call me Emperor Hongzhen, and it's not wrong to call me Emperor Hongzhen. ”

Mo Huaizhen gave Lan Qianzhen a good analysis and analysis.

Lan Qianzhen knew that the name of this product seemed simple, but it was actually really fucking complicated.

"Di Hongqi is a little more atmospheric, this name is good."

Lan Qianzhen heard him say those two names, and after thinking about it, it was better to listen to Di Hongzhen.