"Who is this little girl?"

The southern delegation came to Kyoto as a guest, and it stands to reason that they should not take the initiative to ask, but the woman with a white veil on her face is familiar with the teachers and students of Qingyun Thirteen, and she is also an old acquaintance with Xu Shiji, and she saw that the atmosphere in the hall was a little strange, so she asked.

Most of the people in the hall had participated in the first night of the Qingteng Banquet, who would not recognize this little girl who had beaten Tian Hague into a waste, listening to the guests' questions, someone said: "She is a student of the National Education Academy, and she came late for some reason." ”

Hearing this, the woman from the Holy Maiden's Peak snorted lightly, as if she was a little surprised, and the three young men with swords across their knees raised their heads at the same time, looking at Luoluo, their eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, like a sword out of the sheath.

Far away in the south, people also know that the National Religious College has long been abandoned, some time ago on the way, they heard about what happened on the first night of the Qingteng Banquet, only to know that the National Religious College of Lu Dao has two more freshmen this year, this little girl is the genius who suddenly appeared?

Those three young people from Lishan were the three of the rumored Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God, and in their opinion, defeating Tian Hague was naturally nothing, but this little girl was so powerful at such an age, and it was indeed worth paying attention to.

Gou Hanshi also glanced up at Luoluo, but he just smiled gently, not looking too concerned.

Luoluo ignored the eyes cast by the three young men who left the mountain, the Seven Laws of the Kingdom of God are naturally amazing, her spirit at this time is on Gou Hanshi's body, she feels very clearly, this person is really not simple, he is not his opponent, sir?

There was silence for a while, and she stood at the door of the temple looking a little dazzling.

Xu Shiji said indifferently: "Since you are late, it is rude, why don't you sit down quickly and let the guests see the joke!"

Listening to these unceremonious words, Chen Liuwang was slightly stunned, and then laughed, thinking that Xu Shiji had not guessed the identity of this little girl until now, it seemed that no matter how much the Holy Queen Mother trusted him, it was limited, and it was far worse than Xue Xingchuan.

Chen Liuwang looked at Mao Qiuyu, the dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, and at this time, it was the two of them who knew the true identity of the Dao, and saw Mao Qiuyu's expression solemn, as if he didn't know anything. His heart suddenly moved, and he turned to look at Bishop Merissa, only to see that the Bishop had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"The old people are really calm......"

King Chen Liuwang sighed, he knew very well that the Bishop was deeply hidden, but he was afraid that he had already guessed Luoluo's identity.

Luoluo glanced at Xu Shiji, if it was changed to another time, someone dared to scold herself like this, where would she give up, don't look at her well-behaved and lovely in front of Chen Changsheng, she is really ruthless, she is afraid if she doesn't see Princess Pingguo?

But tonight's situation was special, her hand was clenched in her sleeve, thinking about Chen Changsheng's previous explanation, she took a deep breath, suppressed all her anger, and didn't talk to Xu Shiji, and walked directly to the location of the National Education Academy in the corner.

At this moment, the sound of ritual music started, the curtain was lightly flicked, and surrounded by more than ten palace maids and eunuchs, a woman in gorgeous palace clothes slowly walked into the hall.

It was Miss Mo Yu.

Although she is powerful in the Great Zhou Dynasty, she has no identity on the face after all, and logically speaking, she will be more low-key, but at this time she is in the front hall of the palace, and everyone knows that she represents the Holy Queen Niangniang, so why not sit quietly in the banquet and get up to greet each other.

Hundreds of people in the hall stood up one after another, and the big men of the Southern Mission were no exception, under the light of the night pearl, like ocean waves.

Two people didn't get up.

One was Bishop Merissa, the old man, with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips, as if he had really fallen asleep.

One is Luoluo in the corner, she quietly looked directly at Mo Yu's face, looking a little rude.

Standing up, but two people did not get up, naturally it was extremely eye-catching, and everyone looked over,

Xu Shiji's face was even more gloomy, although he knew that the little girl named Luoluo in Lu Dao had an extraordinary background, but tonight, when the southern mission came to propose marriage, he had to ensure that everything was under control, so he deliberately scolded her a few words before, just to see if there were any variables in advance.

At this point, the variables seem to be coming.

The bishop is different, and he can't express his anger, so naturally he can only target the rest of the person.

He looked coldly at the location of the Anglican College in the corner.

As if he had the same thoughts, no one dared to look directly at the Bishop sitting above, and everyone's eyes fell on the corner, on Luoluo's body.

Luo Luoli ignored these gazes, she stared at Mo Yu, her eyes were calm, her expression was serious, and she was full of warning.

Everyone was in a slight mood, not knowing what was going to happen next.

Xu Shiji was about to reprimand in a deep voice, when a crisp voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"It's fine. ”

Mo Yu said with a smile, stretched out his arms, his wide sleeves hung slightly, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

This sentence seems to be said to everyone, to Xu Shiji, showing her lenient mind.

Only Luo Luo Zhilu said that she said this to herself.

She promised Luoluo that Chen Changsheng would be fine.

Luo Luo knew that Mo Yu would not lie, especially at this moment, after she already knew what Mo Yu had done and issued a warning.

Her mood relaxed, but she didn't.

She sat in the corner, quietly looking at Mo Yu, her eyes not moving for a moment.

It is like a tiger lurking in the mountains and forests, quietly watching its prey, and may jump out at any time and tear the other party to pieces.

Mo Yu felt the gaze from the corner in the distance, raised her eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised-she, like the princess of the Peace Kingdom, thought that the so-called study at the National Education College was just a little game she was too bored to play with ordinary people in the Baicao Garden.

Even if there is some friendship between her and Chen Changsheng, it will not be taken seriously to this extent.

Mo Yu could feel her gaze, and there were many masters in the hall, so naturally they also noticed it.

In particular, the people around the Anglican College suddenly felt a little cold.

......

......

Chen Changsheng thought he was dead, but he didn't.

The black dragon stopped in the air in front of him, and did not continue forward.

The two were separated by more than ten zhang, because the black dragon was too large, this distance was so close that he could even see the wind and snow accumulated at the root of the dragon's teeth. The black dragon was breathing slowly and long, an endless number of cold winds were howling, and countless snow particles and frost flakes were tumbling and dancing in the wind.

Chen Changsheng felt that he was standing outside the old city of Snow in the far north.

It wasn't his courage that made the black dragon stop slowly, nor the words he said before he died, but the short sword in his hand.

The ordinary-looking dagger.

Looking at the short sword in his hand, in the depths of the black dragon's eyes, it seemed that countless stars lit up one after another, and then extinguished again.

Every star is an emotion.

Suddenly.

Indissoluble.

Astound.

Disturbed.

Resentment.

Parting.

Meet.

Cordial.

Wary.

Wrath.

Magnificent.

Indifferent.

Can't be indifferent.

I want to forget.

Hard to forget.

Disappointed.

Despair.

Wish.

Or hopefully.

......

......

Countless complex emotions appeared in the black dragon's cold and cruel eyes.

As a human being, it's hard to understand why a momentary look can contain so many emotions.

Chen Changsheng couldn't understand, he was covered in wind and snow, clenched his sword, looked at the black dragon, and was silent.

The black dragon looked at him quietly for a long time.

The black dragon suddenly ...... Let out a low roar!

The cold wind howled, the snow and ice accumulated on the walls of the distant underground space fell, and the frost and snow on the surface of the silver sea rolled indefinitely.

That roar is a word, because it has a specific meaning.

That roar, more like a pure sound, because that's the sound, and it's a monosyllabic.

A very short sound, but extremely complex.

It's like a hurricane, seemingly violent and monotonous, with countless turbulence in it, and countless directions.

This is the language of the dragon.

The dragon language that has disappeared from the Anthropocene realm for thousands, if not tens of thousands.

To this day, no one has ever heard of the dragon language, as for those who can speak the dragon language...... I don't know where to find it.

The dragon is the highest level of life in this world, with the most perfect body and soul, and only when its incomparably strong and incomparably complex biological structure is combined with the incomparably powerful divine soul consciousness that it can communicate in such an unimaginable way.

The simplest is the most complex, the highest.

"Is this the legendary dragon language?"

Chen Changsheng thought in shock.

Even if he wasn't trapped by the wind and snow, he would have stiffened at this time.

Because he was really shocked.

His shock was different from the shock of anyone in this world after hearing the dragon's roar, or rather, his shock was one more level.

He'd heard it before.

In the old temple of Xining Town, he and his senior brother have seen 3,000 Taoist collections, the last volume has 1,600 and 1 words, according to legend, there is a hidden Heavenly Dao Ultimate, they don't know the words on the volume, so they went to ask the master, the master said that he didn't know either, but he ...... Will read.

So he and his brother began to learn to read those words.

I don't know what it means, but I know what it sounds like.

He never knew what those strange words were.

It wasn't until many years later in the underground of the Great Zhou Palace, before a Xuanfrost Dragon, that he finally knew the Tao.

That's the language of dragons.

It turned out that the last volume of the three thousand volumes of the Great Dao was written in the dragon language.

Be quiet.

Long hours of silence.

The black dragon looked at Chen Changsheng quietly, as if he was waiting for something.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what it was waiting for, so there was only silence.

The black dragon's eyes once again had countless stars that brightened in turn and then went out.

It was silent for a moment, then let out a low whistle.

This howl is really low, there is no cold wind, but there is silence.

Chen Changsheng's eyelashes fell.

His bun was blown away, and his black hair fluttered behind him before falling.

His shirt was blown and then floated off.

The dragon roared low, and the anger was finally all disappointment, and then despair.

Chen Changsheng knew that he was going to die again-this word was not ridiculous, it was very sad.

The black dragon seemed to have some hope for him before, so he let him live a few more moments.

But now those hopes are gone.

Chen Changsheng was suddenly very sad, not because there was no hope, not because of himself.

For some reason, listening to the low roar of the black dragon, he was speechless with sadness.

He seemed to see countless years, infinite loneliness.

The dark underground, deception and concealment, bitterness and despair.

That's what he's been through, too.

The shadow of death, like the dark night, tormented him for years, every moment.

He had no one to say, nowhere to speak, and waited alone for the final judgment.

He suddenly wanted to comfort the black dragon.

He didn't know what to say, but he felt that he should say something at such a time.

So, he said a word to the black dragon.

He didn't know what the word "Dao" meant.

That was the first word he learned when he was a child.

It was a monosyllabic word, and it sounded extremely strange.

There seems to be an infinite amount of information in the fragments.

Hearing this, countless violent rays suddenly shot out of the black dragon's eyes!

But the whole world was silent.