Branches of comptoirs.

Above the main hall.

The woman in white who suddenly arrived sat on the throne, while Zhuang Ming stood below.

The position of the host, with that of the guest, has been reversed.

It seems that the woman in white is the master here, and Zhuang Ming is just a guest who came to visit.

In the midst of the mortal dust back then, Zhuang Ming also suffered a lot, so naturally he would not be dissatisfied with the change in this regard, he just understood a little more in his heart.

This woman in white, even 60,000 years ago, in the ancient era when there were many immortals, was a very high-status person.

Even the Lord of the Southern Regions, in her mouth, was only commensurate with the Southern Spirit, and her tone was understated, and there was no awe at all.

"Don't know much?" said the woman in white.

"I really don't know much. Zhuang Ming said calmly.

"Hongu thought that you would claim to be completely ignorant. The woman in white spoke in a deep tone, without sorrow or joy, and it was difficult to guess her thoughts.

"When the gods are coming, they naturally know everything and say everything. Zhuang Ming had no choice but to respond like this.

"You're being honest. The woman in white said slowly: "There are not many people who know current affairs so well from you. ”

"The Southern Regions have been destroyed, and there is no longer the prosperity of the past, my identity as a true dragon, once I am in the world, I will be besieged and killed by the world, so I naturally have to know the current affairs. Zhuang Ming heard the undisguised disdain in her tone, and she didn't have a strange look, just like that.

"The existence of the Lord of the Southern Regions, fierce and powerful, majestic and domineering, there is a junior like you, I don't know if it will be disappointed if it is still in the world. The woman in white said flatly: "The world says, tiger father and dog, you, the son of a true dragon, have a heart like a snake and a mouse. ”

"I'm ashamed. ”

Zhuang Ming said this with a slight sense of shame.

And in his heart, there is no wave.

When the dragon is big, it covers the sky and the sun, and respects the immortals.

If the dragon is young, it hides in the mud and dirt, and is in the company of earthworms and yellow eels.

It can bend and stretch, and it can be rigid and soft, so that it can last for a long time.

Back then, the Thousand Zhangs Dragon Monarch would rather die than give in, so it died.

It is certainly an admirable integrity to be willing to die and not yield, but how can it ever be despicable to endure humiliation?

In the blessed land of Jusheng Mountain, as a cultivator, he worships under the gate of Jusheng Mountain, and after falling into the mortal world, he can lower his voice and seek perfection for the royal power in the mortal world, how can he not stand the three or two sarcastic words in front of him?

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The woman in white also looked at the young man carefully.

Such a person thinks too deeply about the city, and she can't help but feel some distance.

It stands to reason that when the son of Nanling woke up, it was almost the same as her timing, and then he was in the dragon egg, kept warm for a hundred years, and then broke out of the shell and was besieged and killed by all sides, and there are not too many years.

In terms of the age of the true dragon, his current mind should only be equivalent to that of a ten-year-old child of an ordinary man, even if he has gone through a lot of tribulations, how can he become so scheming.

"Although you are not as admirable as the Lord of the Southern Regions, but the Southern Spirit back then, if you had such a heart, the Lord of the Holy Palace should belong to it, the Ancient True Dragon. ”

The woman in white said: "You don't know how your talent is compared to Nan Ling, if your blood is pure, your qualifications are no less than Nan Ling, with your heart, it is easier than Nan Ling to take on heavy responsibilities." ”

Zhuang Ming didn't dare to answer, and confirmed a little more in his heart.

The primeval true dragon that had once appeared in his consciousness was extremely strong, shattering the sky and the earth, and fierce and mighty.

Despite being the Lord of the Southern Regions, the Ancient True Dragon, which was so powerful, was not necessarily inferior to the Lord of the Holy Palace, that is, the Holy King to whom it was allegiated.

Just as in the Dongsheng Dynasty, although he had the flesh of Qianyang and Yin Ming, he was powerless, and Lu He and the others were much stronger than him, but they were still loyal to him.

"It's a pity that today's era is not the era of the past after all. ”

The woman in white read this, and she sighed in her heart.

Today, she is still immersed in the glory of ancient times.

However, the vicissitudes of life, things are not people.

When I woke up from a deep sleep, it was a completely different time.

What is the responsibility of responsibility?

But what holy palace, what temple, what immortal realm, everything, has been destroyed in the years.

In this day and age, what is there to do?

The Nine Seals of True Xuan are the highest in the world today.

It's hard to say whether the dragon in front of him can grow up.

But once he grows up, he is the only true immortal, an invincible existence in the world.

"Fairy ......" Zhuang Ming asked hesitantly, waking her up from the sigh of vicissitudes.

"Tell me everything you know. The woman in white said this, her tone was still flat, but there was an irresistible meaning.

"Yes. ”

Zhuang Ming didn't have the idea of resisting, if the other party was just an existence similar to a stone statue, and his cultivation had not recovered much, just by virtue of his identity as the son of the lord of the Southern Regions in ancient times, he was commanding and arrogant, and there was no one in his eyes, he could ignore it, and even forcibly suppress the other party, and ask for the news he wanted to know.

But since his cultivation is far inferior to the other party's cultivation at the moment, he has no room to resist.

"I don't know much about it, but when I woke up, I immediately felt the inheritance that came from the bloodline, and the words that existed in the bloodline. ”

Zhuang Ming said this, stretched out his hand, and imitated the voice of the day's inheritance.

Immediately, in the hall, an extremely strong dragon roar sounded.

But the sound was confined to the hall after all.

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I am one of the eight spirits of the Holy Palace, and I am the lord of the Southern Regions, and I should destroy the rebels to protect the Holy Palace.

Life and death are unpredictable.

If I am destroyed, the southern regions will not be protected.

In order to ensure that the bloodline is not extinguished, I specially ordered the Longwei Left Banner Army to protect my young son and hide in Dongzhou!

If I win, you will wait for Angelica.

If I am destroyed, you will hide it.

Wu'er remembers that for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he must hide in the world, practice steadily, inherit the bloodline, and protect the dragon clan from being immortal, leaving this vein endlessly.

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The sound stopped abruptly.

In fact, there is another paragraph in the back, which is to tell the former Long Jun that if he wants to find out the truth of the catastrophe, he must enter the Xuanyuan Purple Mansion and return to the Great Dao.

But this sentence, Zhuang Ming's heart moved, and he unconsciously hidden.

"That's it?"

The woman in white said as usual.

Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "As far as I know, that's all it is. ”

The woman in white said coldly: "Then do you know the news that this palace has learned recently?"

Zhuang Ming's heart moved, and he responded: "I want to hear the details." ”

The woman in white said slowly: "Not long ago, I saw the Holy Palace Wenxiang, Yun Shooting Jun. ”

Zhuang Ming paused and said, "This Holy Palace Wenxiang has not fallen into the Ancients?"

The woman in white said: "He is still barely breathing, but he will fall in the near future, even if this palace makes a move, he has no power to return to the sky." ”

Speaking of this, she whispered, "Do you know, what Yun Shoot-kun said?"

Zhuang Ming's breath was slight, if it was before, he naturally didn't know, but now, he already knew.