"Are you a dragon?" the boy asked again.

Wu Chen shook his head.

The young man also shook his head to himself, strange, in Wu Chen's body, he could vaguely perceive the aura of the dragon clan, so he asked if Wu Chen came to let him out, although he didn't have hope.

But Wu Chen's dragon aura came and went, and he was more like a human than a dragon.

"Are you human?" the boy asked, raising his eyes.

Wu Chen nodded.

Obviously, this young man is not a human, Wu Chen saw the record on the mural about the long-hidden dragon clan, although he was very surprised, but this young man must be the dragon clan.

Although he didn't understand, the original strand of red hair on his head resembled this young man.

"Are you a dragon?" Wu Chen wanted to be further sure.

As soon as the young man spoke, he suddenly heard a loud roar of "whoosh", and a dragon groan rose in the sky, stern and warning, this dragon groan overshadowed the young man's voice, and Wu Chen didn't hear what he said.

The young man understood that the matter of his clan had been forbidden to be told to others, and it seemed that the guy who had sent him in was indeed not of the same clan.

"If you are a human being, you are not qualified to see the remains of our clan!" the young man reprimanded coldly.

"It's not what I want to see, I'm brought here, find the way and see it naturally. ”

The young man frowned, very impatient: "Don't talk nonsense! You'll die anyway." ”

"Little brother, speak politely. Wu Chen was a little displeased.

"Little brother?" The young man immediately burst into a rage: "Who is your brother, I am your uncle!"

Wu Chen was also angered by him, a child is young, why can't he speak well?

But this young man didn't give Wu Chen time to displease or refute at all, he couldn't hold back his violent temper: "Such a big living creature wanted to keep you for a few days to play and then kill, but listening to you is very irritable!"

Suddenly, his voice picked up quickly, and an end note came to a rapid halt.

Wu Chen thought he had shut up, but who would have thought that he would open his mouth again.

Zhang's boss.

He didn't say anything from his mouth, but spewed out countless columns of qi with a roar, heading straight for him.

Almost defenseless, Wu Chen jumped up with his hand, holding the stone wall and flying the eaves to walk the wall, the air column flying close to the body was not an air current, but an extremely fine water column.

Whoosh, one by one, like an ice edge hidden weapon, chasing and attacking.

"Grandpa, I'm going to kill you today!" the boy laughed maniacally.

Wu Chen walked and avoided between the four walls of this ancestral hall, the young man's breath was continuous, his exercises were profound, and he stood in place with his hands on his hips effortlessly.

But Wu Chen was tired, and he knew that he couldn't fight hard with this young man.

"I'm here to let you out. Wu Chen said hurriedly.

The young man's offensive slowed down slightly, and he stopped and looked at it sharply, he knew that Wu Chen was deceiving.

"I was really sent by your father to let you out. Wu Chen explained loudly: "He said that he would keep you for a longer time and let you reflect on it." ”

"Huh!"

The boy's attack stopped, and countless jets of water were completely withdrawn.

He was silent, his eyes drooping slightly, as if with some sadness.

This sentence is exactly the same as what his father said, Wu Chen said that he was the one who came to let him out, he almost didn't believe it, because with his cleverness, after so many years, he should think that something had happened to his clan.

But this man's words were said in such a tone that the young man hesitated.

"Huangfu Yanqi, this time I must lock you up for a long time, let you reflect on how to be a qualified heir of my clan!" Father's words seemed to still be in his ears, but he seemed to have been separated from them for several lifetimes and never seen each other again.

Seeing that the young man stopped attacking, Wu Chen flew from the wall and settled, far away from him, for fear that he would open his mouth again.

After being stunned for a moment, the young man flew in front of Wu Chen with a whoosh again, making people have no time to react.

"You ......" Wu Chen didn't say a word, panicked and prepared to defend, but seeing that there was no murderous aura in the young man's eyes, he rushed over and just stretched out his hand to pull Wu Chen up and walked towards the back of the ancestral hall.

He is not tall but extremely powerful, Wu Chen does not have any good impression of his evil face, and his whole body is repulsed by his move, but he has no choice but to follow him.

There was a simple platform behind the ancestral hall, on which was crumpled paper, the young man pulled Wu Chen here, and with a flick of his wrist, he could point out the water with his hand and write smoothly on the paper.

The paper was a little crumpled and dirty, just enough for him to write with water more clearly.

He scribbled a line, pointed to the characters on the paper, and spoke.

The opening is not to breathe fire, but to speak.

"Read it to me!"

"Why?" Wu Chen glanced at and asked rhetorically.

"Don't be verbose, read quickly!" the young man pulled Wu Chen's arm fiercely, and then pointed to the paper.

Wu Chen could only stare at the words on the paper, he had already glanced at it, and the reason why he tried to divert the topic was because Wu Chen consciously couldn't understand what he wrote.

Looking carefully, the strokes are ticked around, and sure enough, I can't understand it, and it has nothing to do with whether he writes well or not.

Wu Chen didn't wait to shake his head and say that he didn't understand, and he was also thinking about how to explain it so that this manic young man would not be irritable, and the young man had already seen what he meant from Wu Chen's demeanor.

The glint in his eyes faded.

It turns out that this guy who doesn't know anything is not here to rescue him, nor is he his kindred, just now he is talking to delay, he is cheating!

When the light faded, Wu Chen's ears "swished".

"Bang!"

Then came a thud of the slap that hit him in the back of the chest.

The young man's palm was unimaginably fast.

After a bang, Wu Chen fell down with an incredible look, his eyes still staring at the young man standing beside him.

Is this a sneak attack?

Why is his mood so grotesque? tyrannical?

The emotion was stretched at that moment, and then suddenly shortened, Wu Chen felt that his body was fluttering lightly, and the vitality that had just recovered was being withdrawn again......

Bang!

He fell to the ground completely, blood spitting from his mouth and his eyes closed.

The young man's expression was indifferent at first, killing, he was used to it.

Then there was some joy, I hadn't killed such a big creature for a long time...... Although I don't know if this guy is a human or a demon, it has nothing to do with him, in short, he can't get out.

Then there was some disappointment, he really didn't come to let himself out, I don't know how the people were, and how long he would be trapped.

Then there was a look of astonishment on the young man's face.

His fingers quickly flicked the messy hair covering his face, just to see Wu Chen lying on the ground more clearly.

This guy who doesn't know what kind of clan is still with black hair, why is he ...... at this moment? From the middle of his black hair, a strand of bright red hair slowly appeared?

Although it is not more beautiful than his own red hair, this red hair is too familiar. And this bright red color is very similar to the red of his childhood, the boy thought.

Yes, that's right, when I was a child.

The young man circled around Wu Chen, and then finally calmed down and began to talk to himself.

"Tut-tut, this kid is really badly injured, so pitiful......"

It seems that Fang Cai's fatal slap was not hit by him......

Out of nowhere, he quickly found a rope and tied up the unkempt hair on his head, for he found that the messy hair always covered him, and he wanted to see the dying boy better.

He squatted down, and the first thing he did was not to probe Wu Chen's breath, but to make a decisive move, plucking a handful of red hair on Wu Chen's head, pulling it hard, mercilessly, holding it in the palm of his hand and studying it carefully.

This redhead is real.

It's true.

It's really true, and the boy's eyes are full of sparkles.