"Ahem, ahem, ahem·······" Coldly coughed and opened his eyes, staring blankly at the thick black around him.

Where is this? Is it dark? No matter how dark it is, you can't see anything clearly, right?

He stretched out his hand and waved it in the black. Black flowed like liquid through his fingers.

What the hell is this? Is this what happened after death? Han Liang's heart sank inexplicably, and an unusually cold touch came from his fingertips, giving him the illusion of being in reality. What's going on here?

"Hey, anyone?" he yelled, knowing that he was stupid.

The strange blackness seemed to engulf his words, quietly, without even a hint of echo, but it made him inexplicably relieved.

Han Liang listened to him for a long time, and the response to him was still a creepy silence.

"Alas. Han sat up and adjusted his breathing. Suddenly, I found that there were no scars on my body, and it could even be said that it was very comfortable. He smacked his lips and dragged his cheeks to look at the black in front of him. Well, I'm dead.

Only when he dies will he feel so comfortable, and the injuries on his body will be gone.

Thinking of this, the cold expression was a little gloomy. died, and died in such humiliation. The revenge of destroying the door was not avenged, and he became a beggar, thinking about it made him laugh. But there is nothing to be done, since he was a child, he has not been guided by immortals, and his body is only a waste vein, and it is impossible to cultivate with such a rotten body and environment. Besides, in his hometown of Bailian Town, only the big family can afford to cultivate.

The thought of revenge made him laugh numbly.

"Ahem, boy... Just when he was cold and stunned, a somewhat hesitant voice came from the top of his head, and his tone was like that of an old man who had gone through vicissitudes.

"Huh?" Han Liang raised his head and looked at the bottomless black above his head. Weird, is it an auditory hallucination?

"Not auditory hallucinations, teenager. And you're not dead yet. The voice came from above him again, this time helplessly.

Han Liang stared at the black above his head and was silent for a long time, and the two sides confronted each other so awkwardly.

"So, who are you, and why am I here?"

"Ahem, I'm afraid you won't believe it. I am the true dragon that was once bred in the Celestial Spirit Pool, and you are in your dreams. It was a little proud, "What, amazing?"

Han Lianggang sighed a few words in his heart, and couldn't help but tremble when he heard the next few words. What kind of dragon is this, so narcissistic.

"You don't believe it. It seemed to be angry, and Chill heard it snort.

I want to believe it too.,But.。。 Where did this unscrupulous true dragon come from?

"Forget it, I don't care if you believe it or not, I'll just ask you if you want to live?"

This came up again to the cold sore spot, and he replied angrily: "I don't live anymore." ”

"Oh oh oh, what if I tell you how to get revenge?"

Revenge?

"Listen. In this small Bailian Town, a group of small families can no longer be small, and it is easy to destroy them. "It's full of disdain.

Han Liang felt speechless: "You mean you're so powerful and you want to help me go out to get revenge?"

The voice fell silent suddenly.

After a while, there was silence on both sides.

Why does everyone like to play tricks on themselves? Han Liang couldn't help frowning, "Talking."

"Young man, I am just a wisp of remnant soul, sealed in this ancient ring by my master. Now I've spent so much spiritual power that I can't even show an afterimage, so I can only rely on talking to your heart. ”

As he spoke, an ancient ring suddenly appeared in front of Han Liang's eyes.

The ancient ring was engraved with an obscure inscription, glowing with a blue light, and it looked dilapidated.

Han Liang stared at this ancient ring, and suddenly his head was dizzy. He couldn't help but shake his head.

When I woke up, I found myself in a cloud and mist, surrounded by a vast white area, faintly visible a clear pond and dense bamboo forest, and birds flew over from time to time in the mountains, which was very poetic.

"That's where I came from. The voice came from above me again, with deep remembrance.

Han Liang raised his eyebrows: "The environment is good." ”

A dragon roar burst out of the pool, and the water could almost splash on the bamboo leaves ten feet away, and the birds and beasts trembled with shock. The cold center of gravity is unstable, and he has planted a heel.

"Wow!" A golden light rushed out from the bottom of the pool, and for a while the cold was pierced by the dazzling light, and he subconsciously protected his eyes with his hands.

Immediately afterward, he heard nine dragons with similar moans and the sound of rushing out of the water.

"Alright, if we don't open our eyes, we'll fly away. The voice rang in his ears again, and he opened his eyes cautiously.

Nine dragons with golden light hovered above the waterhole, and from time to time they let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests. However, after a few glances, Han Liang expressed the question in his heart: "Why is there a black one over there, how did it get into the dragon group?"

"you, is there anything wrong with a dragon with such a unique complexion?What do you mean? Is that called a different handsomeness?" The voice instantly exploded, "Regardless of the black dragon or white dragon, the one with high cultivation is a good dragon, okay?!"

Han Liang was frightened by its strong tone at first, but he immediately reacted and said faintly, "The black one is you·········"

"Hmph, that's right!"

Do you boast so much about yourself····· Han Liang began to wonder if this dragon was the lowest and most narcissistic dragon among the ten dragons·····

"Ahem, this is part of my memory, let you see just to help you understand me·····" As the voice slowly sounded, the picture in front of Han Liang's eyes gradually blurred, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his body.

"Hiss ·······" Han Liang sat up with his head covered, opened his eyes and stared blankly at the empty streets and stars in the sky around him, where is this?

After sitting like this for a quarter of an hour, he suddenly came to his senses, wasn't he knocked unconscious by Yuan Ming's group and was lying in the market?

I didn't expect to lie down until night. There must have been a lot of people in the market at noon, right? But no one would help them.

Thinking about it, the corners of the cold mouth unconsciously showed a sneer.

Was it just a dream? He tried to move his legs, and his heart ached. Like, it's not a big deal. Looking at the swollen calves with blue marks, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was all just a dream just now, it seems that I want revenge and want to go crazy.

"What are you not dreaming of, young man, you don't believe me so much? Hurry up, pick up Uncle Ben quickly. The voice rang in his ears without warning, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Not a dream?!