The dragon servant smiled nonchalantly, "Actually, I haven't met those four monarchs either, but they are kings recognized by the clan, and they have that kind of authority, and I also recognize their status. ”

Chen Mo took out a carving knife from his arms, and the act of showing his weapon did not arouse the slightest vigilance of the dragon servant, and he slowly carved a line of dragon text on the ground.

Although the dragon servant had already estimated Chen Mo's attainments in alchemy, the fact that the blood stealer had completely mastered the dragon text still had a certain impact on him, and of course he knew the meaning of that string of dragon texts--- White King.

"I know a little bit of dragon history, not much, maybe even wrong, but your statement allows me to confirm that there is no too much fallacy."

On the right side of the white king's dragon inscription, he carved four long lines from top to bottom---- King of Bronze and Fire, King of Earth and Mountain, King of Sky and Wind, King of Sea and Water.

"This is what I found, the name of the dragon that best fits the four monarchs, and unlike the two emperors above them, the authority they hold can be glimpsed from these words."

Chen Mo immediately circled the blank space between them, and he tapped the blank space with the tip of his knife: "You fell asleep at this time. ”

"It's a simple corollary, isn't it? But the question is, what happened in between? ”

The dragon attendant turned around and did not answer.

"Let me ask a question." 'Georges Laurent' turned his head to look at Chen Mo, "You said before that I was a descendant of the Black King, but you knew that I was an attendant of the White Emperor, at first I thought you were looking for a flaw with sudden words, but now I don't think you would do that kind of thing, why do you think I am a descendant of the Black King?" ”

"Because you're still alive."

"Oh?"

Chen Mo looked at this handsome face, there was a rare resemblance between his eyebrows and that girl, but no matter how elegant his face was, it would be eclipsed under those eyes, and the golden pupils of the half-breed only had a stunning golden light, but Georges Laurent's eyes were already completely vertical.

Vertical pupils often give the impression of cruelty and cunning, but Georges Laurent's elegant appearance and the graceful demeanor of the dragon servant dilute this dangerous connotation, and appear majestic and amiable.

The middle-aged man who loved his daughter, the head of the Laurent family who ruled with an iron fist, his spirit had been completely suppressed, suppressed by a dragon that occupied the magpie's nest.

He replied lightly: "The secret party, now the largest mixed-race organization in the world, it has a very long history of establishment, so old that it is almost the same age as the half-blood of the black king's blood, but in the history of the secret party, there is no race of the white king, and there is not a single dragon with the blood of the white king. ”

The dragon waiter's face was bitter: "One...... Isn't there either? ”

"The rebel deserves death, I think the black emperor has a very firm attitude on this, and the blood of the white king was obviously killed by him."

"I once read an ancient book that recorded the end of the White Emperor." Chen Mo recounted it at a glance:

"The Black King destroyed the White King with supreme might, nailing her to the Optimus Pillar and throwing her into the depths of the roaring sea of ice, presumably north of present-day Iceland; The Black Emperor drew two rifts a hundred kilometers long on the frozen sea, the rifts crisscrossed and formed a huge cross, ordering the ocean currents from the poles to change direction and converge to the ice sea, turning that sea into the coldest sea in the world, which was set up for the White Emperor to be the "place of execution", all living things were forbidden to enter, even the migration of fish had to be diverted. ”

"The place of execution." The dragon attendant silently read the word over and over again, like King Yue chewing on the bitter gall that was hanging up: "What about the back? He suddenly raised his head and asked in a trembling voice, his voice terrifyingly majestic, as if the person being questioned would involuntarily speak the truth in his heart.

"There's a blank space in the back." Chen Mo replied calmly: "It is a mutilated ancient book, and the content ends here, but isn't what is recorded on it very similar to here?" I've always guessed that the White King's graveyard is hidden somewhere in the Arctic Ice Sea. ”

"You guessed from the beginning that my king was sleeping here." The dragon servant sighed slightly.

"It's just a guess, and you can't be sure of that until you see the king."

"Still can't you be sure?"

"The Black King has slain all the dragons that bleed the blood of the White King, and there is no reason why he would spare the culprits of the rebellion, and I still don't know how you and your lord escaped his wrath."

"yes, I don't know, it's probably a miracle, right?" The dragon attendant slowly closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing, the half-breed didn't know what it was like to fall asleep in a cocoon, it was a dreamless sleep with no sense of time? Or is it a day of being alone in the darkness long enough to make you mad enough to wait to break out of the cocoon?

Maybe the picture of meeting the emperor seemed like a world away to him, or maybe it was like yesterday, Chen Mo was waiting for the person in front of him or the dragon to recall the past, his eyes were deep.

"Would you like to ask about the emperor?" Chen Mo's words directly pulled out of the memories of the dragon attendant.

"In the memories of those who stole blood, the four monarchs created by the emperor himself, rebelled against you humans, and he was killed on the throne, in fact, I still don't believe it." The dragon attendant said this, paused, and his voice suddenly rose high.

"I don't believe at all that the emperor will be killed by something other than my king, and the only one who can kill them in my perception is the other party."

"That's not all there is to it." Chen Mo sighed: "I still can't understand how humans replaced the dragon clan as the master of this planet, is it really a coincidence to that extent?" The black emperor died, the monarch all fell asleep, and the ancient dragon you mentioned was without a trace in the records of mankind, and humans were like beggars who were hit by a crown, and suddenly became prosperous and rich in one day. ”

"Then what are you talking about about the emperor?" The dragon attendant asked.

"History is something that will be constantly revised, and the older the history, the more credible it is, this is my perception as a human being, and the closer you are to the present record, the more authentic it is, isn't it? What you want to know more than I am is now. You should have learned about the way we keep track of time through spiritual speech. ”

"Of course."

"In 1900, our men suspected that the Emperor's eggs had been discovered."

The dragon attendant's pupils visibly dilated to the naked eye.