The wind was blowing, blowing the curtains and hunting and dancing.

The night was dark, the lights were dim, and Morrow lay back on the wide bed, his breath short and his eyes cloudy.

He seemed to be waiting, as if he was contemplating.

Thunder flashed and lit up the room.

The light was fleeting, but a figure stood silently at the end of his bed.

Morrow's pupils were slightly erect to meet the gaze of the comer.

Those bright eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, are calm and indifferent, but there is enough brilliance to look at the world.

Naturally, it was Rheinfel.

"You are not surprised, Your Majesty. Rheinfel smiled faintly, and there was something in his words.

"You're not surprised that I'm not surprised...... Isn't it?" Morrow said slowly.

At this moment, the thunder came and roared, and the whole room shook with it.

The corners of Rheinfeld's mouth raised slightly, and he knew very well what Mo Luo meant, and only after the thunder was gone, did he say slowly: "It seems that Dale Shea really found me a long time ago, you didn't do it directly, did you have other plans?"

"It's like that...... "Moro looked at Rheinfel, his cloudy eyes trying to burst out, "You and him, it's really like...... The same style is outstanding and enviable. ”

"He, mean Andres, right?" Reinfel understood his words in an instant.

"You really ...... Do you know that?" Morro's breath deepened, "What happened ten years ago ......"

"Of course. Rheinfel said slowly: "How many evil things did you do in order to participate in the god-making project? Unfortunately, the evidence is insufficient, and the empire did not do anything to you for the sake of stability, but let you go free for a long time." ”

"So you're here today...... Do you want to do the right thing for heaven?"

"The country has its own laws, and I'm not interested in lynching. What's more, with the emperor protecting you, you can sit back and relax. ”

"Hehehe...... Mo Luo smiled faintly, "Is it the law of the land...... You cracked the guardian circle of Dragon Head City and sneaked in, are you impartial and law-abiding?"

"Everyone has an obsession in their heart. Rheinfel's eyes froze, "For her, I can fight against everything." ”

"Against everything, even the Empire?"

"Is it meaningful to find some horn drills?" said Reinfel, lightly, "Although I can answer you, if necessary, my answer is: yes." ”

"Right...... Hearing this, Moro let out a long sigh, "What a proud answer, what an enviable one...... Who else in this world but the two of you can say such a thing with such confidence on his own?"

As he spoke, he looked at his hands, his dry skin was full of wrinkles, "The ancestors of the year must have had such pride, right?"

Morro's breathing became more and more rapid, and he seemed to be a little excited.

"The 'Dragon's Blood' Paison Zhegen was indeed an incredible figure back then. Rheinfel interrupted his thoughts, "It's a pity that his descendants, like you, are a rat with a hidden head and tail, and he has completely failed the dragon's bloodline." ”

When Mo Luo heard this, his eyes suddenly opened, and the blue tendons on his forehead suddenly appeared, and he roared angrily: "What do you know!?"

This roar was like thunder on the ground, and the coercion of the dragon's bloodline was enough to frighten the courage of ordinary people.

The sound wave swings away, but it is locked in the dormitory, and it disappears invisibly.

"How can you, who are blessed with a blessed nature, understand my pain when my blood is exhausted?" Moro was furious, as fierce as an evil dragon, "Do you think everyone in this world can be as confident and chic as you?"

"Not everyone is like me. Rheinfel looked at his teeth and claws, "but there are many confident and dashing people." Don't use your cowardice and incompetence as an excuse for recklessness, it will only make you look more incompetent. ”

The corners of Mo Luo's eyes twitched, his hands trembled, and he was silent.

After a while, his mood slowly calmed down, and he lay back on the bed, becoming the same old man again.

"Well...... Anyway......" Moro gasped, as if feeling weak, "Tell me, why are you here?"

Rheinfell was silent for a while, and then said, "I want to know the relationship between your dragon bloodline and the dragon clan. ”

Mo Luo's eyes moved slightly, "What do you think of this problem...... From ancient times to the present, there are not a few people who have dragon blood, and you should know how to obtain it......"

"Forcibly devouring the dragon's blood, using the blood sacrifice magic technique to fuse the dragon's blood with a certain probability and obtain the dragon's power, this method is indeed known to the world. But ......," Rheinfel said slowly, "From ancient times to the present, no one who fuses the blood of the dragon can have children, but the dragon song royal family can ......"

His gaze froze, extremely sharp, "You want to tell me that this is a coincidence?"

"Anything is possible...... "Morrow looked indifferent, "why can't this be a coincidence?"

"Is it a coincidence?" the corners of Rheinfel's mouth raised slightly, "The dragon clan is extremely arrogant, just fusing the dragon blood will attract their pursuit, but the dragon song royal clan can continue the bloodline for so long without being targeted by them, this is also a coincidence?"

Morro's eyes twitched, and he was silent.

"If I'm not mistaken, the dragon clan must have signed some kind of contract with your family so that you can continue the dragon bloodline, and you need to give something back to them...... "Am I right?"

Morrow remained silent.

"The dragons are the most martial race in the world, and their unique abilities allow them to have the power to surpass other races without much effort, and the corresponding exploration of the laws of the universe is extremely simple. ”

"If you can think of a way to fuse the blood of the dragon with the blood of the human and it can be continued, that dragon must be the top wise man of the dragon clan......" Reinfel stared at Moro and said word by word, "That'...... The Dragon of Time?"

Mo Luo's expression changed suddenly, and it was extremely ugly in an instant.

"Your face has changed, Your Majesty. Reinfel took in his look and was secretly happy.

"Terrible...... It's horrible......" Moro gasped, "In the past ten years...... How much truth about the world have you found......"

"Do you admit it?" Rheinfel stepped forward, "Tell me, where is the Dragon of Time?!"

"If I knew......," Moro looked at him, "would it still be like this?"

Rheinfel's eyes sank, but he heard Moro say again: "And...... Don't think you're in control...... The world may be more complicated than you think......"

*

Under the dragon's head, despite the dark clouds, the opera house is still full of people, which cannot stop the enthusiasm of the audience.

In the front row of seats, Aria crossed Erlang's legs, supported her cheek with one hand, and watched the performance on the stage with an indifferent expression.

It was beautiful, but it didn't have the show she wanted to see.

'Scarlet Rose' Dale Shea didn't make an appearance from start to finish!

"No show...... Still not there?" Arria looked backstage, condensing.

*

Monday's third shift.

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