"For the sake of a coward, you dare to talk to me like that?" Lin Zihan suddenly let go of the patriarch, rushed up with an arrow step and choked Wu Kexin's throat, his eyes turned blood-red, and the breath of the Blood Dragon King wiped out Lin Zihan's only remaining will.

The second dragon grid completely occupied Lin Zihan's body, and at this moment, Lin Zihan had completely become the blood dragon king, and there would be no more warmth.

Feeling the changes in Lin Zihan, Yan Bing also clearly knew that the parasitic dragon in Lin Zihan's body had completely wiped out his younger brother, and now it was not his younger brother who was standing in front of him, but a dragon that only existed in the research community.

A living dragon stood in front of Yan Bing's eyes, as a staunch materialist, Yan Bing still didn't believe that there was any technology in this world to resurrect the dead dragon clan.

But it is true, the Emgrand Laboratory completed this more than 20 years ago, and perfectly combined the dragon genes brought from the dragon ruins with the human genes to create the genetic dragon man.

A genetic person who looks no different from a human, but has dragon blood flowing in his body. Perhaps many years ago, the reason why Lin Zihan became the killer of the honorary Longcheng was also because of the pride and iron blood of the dragon in his bloodline, so that Lin Zihan could rely on the nano-transformed body to escape death many times.

"You're really not Lin Zihan?" Yan Bing looked at Lin Zihan's back, the blood-colored dragon scales on his neck were clearly visible, and he lost his mind in a daze.

"Does it matter? I am the Blood Dragon King, and I am also Lin Zihan, I have always been like this, a person who can't find a home. Lin Zihan suddenly lost his mind, his right hand slowly loosened, turned around, looked at Yan Bing's disappointed eyes, and didn't know how to face it for a while.

"Where is the real Lin Zihan?" Yan Bing's eyes were wet and red, and he roared loudly, and his hands pulled out a special dagger from his waist and held it upside down in his hand.

"You all only care about Lin Zihan, why? Obviously, I have been asleep for hundreds of millions of years, awakened by you humans, and then trapped in this body and treated as schizophrenia, but why have you never cared about me, I am also the master of this body, and I should also be given the care I deserve. ”

The muscles of his arms skyrocketed, and a dragon with teeth and claws appeared behind Lin Zihan, roaring in pain and catharsis in despair.

That kind of loneliness has been accumulated in the heart of the Blood Dragon King for a long time, even the arrogant Blood Dragon King, even the most powerful creature on the planet will become irritable and fragile because of this backlog of loneliness.

Everyone was speechless, and the whole room fell silent, until the patriarch slowly stood up, clenched the golden cane in his hand, and stood firm to look at Lin Zi's cold blood-colored eyes.

"In the ruins of the ancient dragon clan, there is a sentence, I want to say that it is you, proud dragon, soaring in the free sky, the king who covers the sky, always accompanied by loneliness." The patriarch said this dumbly, looking at the young man in front of him.

A heroic face, a pair of eyes like a sea of blood, a body of fine dragon scales, and a lonely shadow. This is the dragon, this is the blood dragon king, the lonely dragon king.

"Lin Zihan, since you know that you are the dragon king, you should know that the loneliness of being a dragon king, in the era of the dragon clan, dragons are lonely, and only dragons rule this planet, and now, you are the only dragon on this planet, the only dragon king, all you have is the awe of the subspecies and a lonely throne."

The patriarch lightly nodded the cane in his hand, looked at Lin Zihan standing in front of him, and in addition to the awe of the Dragon King in his eyes, there was also sympathy for Lin Zihan alone.

The eyes like a sea of blood, the waves were turbulent, just like Lin Zihan's heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you now, tell me how I can find the dragon ruins." The sea of blood surging in Lin Zihan's eyes finally settled, and a layer of mist slowly rose, completely sealing the surging blood.

A pair of cold eyes looked at the patriarch standing in front of him, Lin Zihan did not have the pleasure of conquest, nor the unstoppable coercion of becoming a king, only looked at the coldness and calm of a stranger.

"My respected dragon king, even if you are the loneliest dragon in this world, the subspecies will be your servants, this is the mission of the subspecies to live in this world, waiting for the birth of a dragon king." Once again, the patriarch fell to one knee, this time in true submission, at the feet of the Dragon King.

"Doo Hawk!" The four people behind the patriarch also knelt in front of Lin Zihan's eyes, and finally said the ancient dragon language, which was the words of submission and awe in the dragon clan, when the attendants wanted their kings to express their submission and awe, but it was a pity that the subspecies could not make a dragon groan, and they lacked a domineering and majestic.

The four words knocked on Lin Zihan's heart, making Lin Zihan feel extremely familiar and cordial, these subspecies may be the inheritance of the dragon civilization, but the civilization of the dragon clan seems to have only the lowest bloodline and some simple dragon patterns, which far surpass modern aerospace technology and meteorological control......

These four words also seem to tell Lin Zihan that the era of the dragon clan has long been in the past, and he should accept this reality, he is the only living dragon in this world, the only dragon king who has been created, and he still has human genes.

"Sovereign, I want you to think carefully about entering the dragon ruins, for the dragon king, it will be restricted by the prohibition, the dragon ruins are the buildings of the ancient dragon clan, with the demise of the dragon clan, the spirit of the dragon immortality has set a prohibition, once you enter, I am worried about ......"

The patriarch knelt respectfully on the ground, and when Wu Kexin said those words, he was just an old slave beside the king, not a patriarch who guarded calves.

"I am the Blood Dragon King, the strongest warrior king in the Dragon Clan, what other prohibitions are there that I can't enter?" Lin Zihan's arrogant tone was full of disdain for the patriarch to cower.

"Golden Holy Dragon Pattern." As the patriarch of a clan, the patriarch naturally knows many secrets that are not known to the subspecies, such as the origin of the subspecies recorded in the cane in his hand.

"The ancestors of the subspecies, in order to prevent the clansmen with strong bloodlines from entering the dragon clan ruins to resurrect the dragon clan, imitated the golden holy dragon pattern according to the ancient dragon pattern, which can suppress all the bloodlines related to the dragon clan." The patriarch continued, this is the patriarch of every sub-race tribe, who knows the secret, in order to control the desires of the sub-species.

"Afraid of resurrecting dragons? You don't want to be driven by the dragon crystal in the dragon ruins anymore, I'm afraid that he will walk out of the dragon ruins! Lin Zihan just smiled shallowly, his tone saw through everything, but there was no anger.

After all, who wants to be a slave for a lifetime, and who wants to be confined to the ban for a lifetime, but that is the Golden Holy Dragon Pattern, the bloodline possessed by the highest royal family of the Dragon Clan, is a devastating suppression for everything in the Dragon Clan's ruins.

"It's just an imitation, even if it's a real golden holy dragon pattern, I'm not afraid." Lin Zihan said proudly, this is not a big deal, as the most noble warrior of the dragon clan, even if he is not as good as the royal family in terms of bloodline, but the strength of the blood dragon king is no longer a simple bloodline that can be balanced.

If it weren't for the face of the royal family, the Blood Dragon King might not be called the king again, but the emperor, because the Blood Dragon King is the strongest of the dragon clan deservedly, even stronger than the contemporary dragon emperor.

"Lin Zihan, have you really thought it through?" Yan Bing, who thought about it for a long time, still called out the name, even if she knew that the person in front of her was not Lin Zihan, but that face was still Lin Zihan's face, Yan Bing didn't believe it, Lin Zihan was wiped out by a guy who called himself the Blood Dragon King.

"Yan Bing, I'm sorry, I'm the Blood Dragon King, I'm going to do what the Dragon King should do, Lin Zihan I will take care of him, after all, it's him that I can recover again." Lin Zihan turned his face and said coldly, his tone was a little concerned, but not much.

"Why?" Yan Bing asked, took a step forward, and looked at Lin Zihan in front of him, that familiar face, between his eyebrows and eyes, was more similar to his younger brother.

"You are obviously Lin Zihan, is it true that you are really unwilling to admit your past because of the so-called dragon king, the so-called monarch? Could it be that your past memories can be forgotten? The tears in Yan Bing's eyes were constantly rolling.

"Twenty years is nothing for the lifespan of a dragon, and what is it for the billions of years that I have been sleeping in the night?" Lin Zihan still looked indifferent, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, that wry smile was very similar to Lin Zihan.

"Anyway, I'm going to go to the dragon ruins, and I think even if the Lin Zihan you want to see right now is there, he'll choose to go, because he also wants to know where he's coming from." A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Zihan's mouth, and his bloody eyes blinked slowly.

"Then I'll go with you!" Yan Bing stepped forward and grabbed Lin Zihan's hand, the fine dragon scales on the back of his hand were a little hard, but they were really warm, just like Lin Zihan lying on the hospital bed, his hands were hard and hard, but there were bursts of warm currents, like a piece of hot iron.

"No, Lin Zihan won't allow it, although I didn't think about occupying his body, I also want to have friends like him, but I know that you care about Lin Zihan, Lin Zihan also cares about you, if I dissipate in the dragon ruins, maybe Lin Zihan will come back."

Holding Yan Bing's hand with his left hand, Lin Zihan wanted to pull Yan Bing's hand away, but found that Yan Bing was holding it very tightly and tightly.

"Why?" Su Yu stood up and pressed Lin Zihan's hand, "It doesn't matter if you are Lin Zihan now, I want you to remember that you are always you." ”

There was guilt, trust, friendship in Su Yu's eyes, and a beam of light that made Lin Zihan feel warm, making him unable to tell whether he was the Blood Dragon King or Lin Zihan for a moment.