Chapter 9 The Secret of the Dragon Clan

I was sad yesterday. I accidentally formatted the hard disk, alas.

"When did our Lord Ayat like to sigh so much? Does the sun come out from the west today? A gentle and beautiful voice sounded. Jing Chen and Ayat were stunned. They turned around and looked at the source of the sound. A woman in a green robe came slowly, and a breath of life suddenly came to her face. This breath was strong but not strong, like a spring breeze, brushing away the fatigue of the two people.

"Queen, it turns out that you are here." Ayat saluted slightly.

"Yes, let's take a look at our distinguished guests." With that, his eyes fell on Jing Chen. At this moment, Jing Chen only felt that there was a brilliance that he could not understand in his beautiful and moving eyes. The brilliance flashed, which made Jing Chen's heart tremble.

"Xiao Chen, why don't you see the queen as soon as you see the queen?" Ayat, who was beside him, saw that Jing Chen was stunned there and hurriedly reminded that this rude expression was not conducive to Jing Chen's request for help from the Green Dragon Queen.

Jing Chen's eyes condensed, and he woke up from the eye of the woman in green robe in an instant. He looked gratefully at Ayat beside him, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Jing Chen, say hello to the Green Dragon Queen." At this moment, Jing Chen did not raise his head. The queen's eyes still made him a little palpitated.

The Queen of the Green Dragon suddenly laughed. The laughter was like a dream. Jing Chen was not only a little distracted, but also the low-level monsters around him were intoxicated. Her body swayed and was about to fall down.

"Uh-huh..." A gentle cough came. I don't know when a handsome man in black appeared on the field. The man had a cold face. The cold eyes swept over, as if even the air would condense. At this moment, he frowned slightly and looked at the Green Dragon Queen.

"Well, every time you come at this time, it's always bad for me." The Green Dragon Queen snorted softly and stared at the cold-faced man in black. She turned her head and didn't look at him, as if she was very dissatisfied.

"Isera, don't forget the identity of this child..." The man said faintly, but there was a cold smell in his tone. When the words fell, the man slowly walked to Jing Chen. He didn't see how he moved. The next moment, his figure appeared in front of Jing Chen. A smile was squeezed out on the man's face, but the smile seemed extremely stiff and cautious at this moment, "Jing Chen, right? We have been waiting for you for a long time.

"Hmm." After a pause, the man continued, "Maybe it's not accurate. It should be said that it's waiting for a dragon-blooded ethnic group." The man looked at Jing Chen calmly, but when he mentioned the "dragon-blooded ethnicity", a trace of imperceptible brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"How do you know that I am a dragon-blooded ethnic group?" There is no expression on Jing Chen's face. Although these people don't seem to have any malice, he has seen too many deep and sinister people in the past few years.

"Haha..." The cold-faced man suddenly laughed loudly. At the same time, the man's body grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before long, it turned into a dragon 30 to 40 meters high and nearly 100 meters long. A majestic voice sounded from the dragon's mouth. "Now I still want to ask, what's wrong with me? Do you know? From the moment I saw you, I knew that the same was true of Isera. As the dragon king, we have a natural perception of the dragon-blooded people. After saying that, the man's changing black dragon quickly became smaller until it returned to a human appearance.

"What kind of natural perception, obviously natural fear, and deliberately speaks so well." At this time, a woman came to her side. She was dressed in lavender clothes, looked like a young age of about 20 years old, her slightly pink and red face, and the look of pity. Jing Chen was stunned.

"Yi Luo, we have known each other for tens of thousands of years. Don't you have to give me so much face in front of this little guy?" Seeing this woman, the cold face of the cold-faced middle-aged man melted like snow in an instant.

"Hmm." The woman snorted coldly and stopped looking at the man. She turned her head and looked at Jing Chen and said, "I'm Yiluo, the fairy Long Yiluo. You can call me sister Yiluo. Of course, you can also call my name directly as you like." After that, she nodded to Jingchen. Jing Chen was also awakened by Yiluo's words and hurriedly saluted.

"Ha ha, sister Yiluo, you are still charming. No matter where you are, as long as there is you, all women will be eclipsed. Look, even this little guy who has just arrived here is fascinated by you." Isera beside him joked.

"Sister..." Yiluo said coquettishly, just like how Isera bullied her.

"Okay, okay, if I don't say it, can't I do it if I don't say it? Sister Yiluo, your coquettish skills have risen again. You can't even stand it. If you get married in the future, it's okay. As soon as this was said, the cold-faced man, Isera and Yiluo were stunned. Immediately, the expressions of the three people were different. Yiluo's face was gloomy, which made people feel extremely heavy; Isera's face was embarrassed, as if a child said something wrong; and the expression on the cold-faced man's face was the most Interestingly, it's the kind of appearance that you want to say something but don't know how to speak.

"Cough... I said three adults, since Xiaochen is also here, should we have a meeting?" Ayat had to speak at this time, otherwise they would not know how long this stop would take.

"Well... Yes, yes, I'm going to worry about parliamentarians." Isera was the first to wake up, looked at Ayat gratefully, and was about to leave.

"Ceswas, I'll go with you, and the two of you can hurry up." The cold-faced man also followed.

"Alas." Yiluo sighed and said slowly, "I'll help you, too." With that, he moved gently and walked slowly to the depths of the forest.

"Xiao Luo..." "Yiro..."

Isera and the cold-faced man shouted the fairy Long Yiluo at the same time, but she did not stop. She still walked forward and soon disappeared.

"Alas, look at my mouth..." Isera said with some chagrin.

"Yi Luo still can't let go. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and it's difficult for her..." The cold-faced man said slowly.

"What's wrong with Sister Yiluo?" Jing Chen asked casually.

"What else can happened? I think of what happened in the clan. Ayat, the silver-winged dragon lord standing next to Jing Chen, said helplessly.

"In the clan? Fairy dragon clan?" Although Jingchen has heard of dragons such as green dragons, black dragons and golden dragons, it is the first time he has heard of fairy dragons. No matter how he recalls it, he can't remember when he has read the introduction of this kind of dragon.

"Yes, but now the fairy dragon can't be called a clan. Yiluo is the only one left in the whole fairy dragon family." The cold-faced man took Ayat's words.

"How come?" After listening to the cold-faced man's words, Jing Chen was even more surprised. He couldn't believe that there was only one dragon left in a dragon clan. What is this? In his memory, any giant dragon can live endless years. For human beings, a thousand years is a difficult number to reach, but for dragons, tens of thousands of years of life are everywhere. From ancient times to the present, human beings on the mainland have been fighting, but few dragons are involved in it. Therefore, dragons with low fertility have not perished for tens of thousands of years.

After a slight meditation, the man said slowly, "When it comes to this, I have to say that it was the first mythical battle. At that time, there were three upper dragons in the dragon clan, namely, the silver dragon, the metal dragon, and the fairy dragon. Among them, the dragon king of the silver dragon clan was the dragon emperor, and at that time, Yiluo was the little princess of the fairy dragon clan. At that time, she was less than a thousand years old, and she was equivalent to a child in our dragon clan, but unfortunately, the mythical war came. A touch of solemnness appeared on the man's face, and a strong trace of fear crossed his eyes.

"In the mythical battle, almost all the members of the three upper dragon clans participated in the battle at the request of the Creator God. Similarly, they were almost exterminated, and most of the remaining members of the three upper dragon clans were also seriously injured. Shortly after the end of the war, they passed away one after another. It can be said that at present, among the members of the three major dragon clans, they are still alive. I'm afraid there is only Yiluo. The man shook his head and stopped talking. At this moment, there was a trace of sadness on his and Isera's faces.