dmims Chapter 192
Chapter 192
"Ahh
As Long Xi said, in this entire town, there are not a few demon masters, and even if there are, they are all beginner-level black iron level.
He followed the street all the way to the east, stopping in front of a slightly dilapidated ancestral hall.
The ancestral hall of the old clan.
Xie Ning looked at the plaque with some dust on the top, thought for a moment, heard the coughing sound coming from the ancestral hall, and walked in.
"Is there anyone, please?" asked Shainin softly.
An old hoarse voice came from inside the room: "Ahem... Who?"
There was a slow sound of dressing, the old man seemed to be dressed, and the sound of rubbing against the floor as he walked, and the sound of crutches colliding with the floor tiles.
After waiting for 1 minute, out of a room, a one-horned and dim, dying old man, squinted, his face wrinkled tighter, and he struggled to see Xie Ning clearly.
"Kid... What are you doing here?" asked the old man weakly.
Xie Ning stepped forward and grinned: "Old man, I want to know our story here, listen to Longxi, you know our history best." "
Oh... It's not easy, but I'll come and learn about the history here. The old man sat on crutches, and with Xie Ning's support, sat on a rocking chair.
As the rocking chair swayed, the old man squinted, did not speak, and lay quietly.
Just when Shainin thought he was asleep, he slowly told the story of this town dragon realm.
In the old man's intermittent words, Xie Ning had a deeper understanding of this secret realm.
As Team Li introduced, there was once an evil dragon here, according to this statement, called the Dragon King.
The Canglong King enslaved the aborigines, and was finally defeated by the aborigines and the Chinese people, and before he died, the Canglong King issued a curse, so that no one in the secret realm could leave the secret realm.
In the past two hundred years, the Zhenlong people and the Chinese people have maintained exchanges several times a year, and the relationship is not very close, but it is not strange. Over the next 100 years, the situation took a turn for the worse.
This small secret realm, the sky that can be seen at the top, makes these people a little unwilling, and even fewer people are willing to come to learn about history, slowly, Zhenlongmin forgot history, and only knew that he was a poor person trapped in a small place.
This is also the reason why they have become unfriendly to Chinese people.
"Ahem... Now a messenger has come to the town, saying something to bring people out... Ahem... I'm huh!" the old man coughed violently when he said this, and Xie Ning hurriedly patted him on the back.
After a while, after relieving himself, the old man grabbed Xie Ning's hand, patted the back of his hand, and said earnestly: "Child, you can't forget history, if you forget, you will forget your roots..."
After a while, seeing that the old man's breathing had calmed down, he asked again, "Then what do you think of that messenger?"
"I don't know, there are 10 people, some silver and some gold." Speaking of this, the old man looked into Xie Ning's eyes, "How can a person who appears out of thin air be a local?"
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled.
The old man's words were punns, one was that he thought that the envoy was an outsider, and the other was that Xie Ning was not a Zhenlong citizen.
At this moment, there was the sound of running outside the house, and the shouts of the people:
"Hurry up, everyone, hurry up, the chief said, build a strong defense, don't let those outsiders slip away
!" "That's right, we can't let go of this opportunity!" "We must go out
!" "The soldiers have come to pick us up, hurry up, let's go build a defense!" "Let's
go..."
Hearing these movements, the old man seemed to be a little anxious, and pushed Shainin out: "Child, stop them, this is a wrong decision..."
The old man pointed to the west and said tremblingly, "In, cough... In the middle of the town, there is a building, and there it is. Let's go..."
Xie Ning replied, and then walked outside.
After he left, the old man lay down on the chair, letting the old tears flow, and kept muttering: "It's harmful... If you make a wrong decision, you will regret it..."
Leaving the ancestral hall, Xie Ning hugged the wind spirit rabbit and followed the crowd, and finally stopped under a tall building near the landscape fountain in the center of the town.
The building is much taller than any other house, and you can see the whole town from the top of it.
"You really know how to choose places. Xie Ning said, then found a dead corner of the building, sat cross-legged on the ground, stroked the wind spirit rabbit, and the surrounding pictures appeared in his mind.
It is the Wind Spirit Rabbit's ability to perceive and share.
After the evolution, the Wind Spirit Rabbit perceives a more detailed picture, a clearer sound, and a farther range. Almost within a kilometer, you can 'see' clearly.
As consciousness immersed, Shainin's vision shifted.
Eventually, they came to the building where the messenger was.
In the picture, there are exactly 10 people in the building, 3 people are talking in a room on the top of the building, and 7 people are busy in the wide basement at the bottom, and they can't perceive their strength, but they are all dressed in familiar black robes, and then feel it carefully, a familiar mark appears on their shoulders.
It is none other than the Fallen Demon Master.
The view shifted to the three people on the roof.
"I didn't expect that the flesh and blood of an evil dragon could actually nourish a dragon wood with nearly a thousand years of aura in three hundred years. You need to be extra careful at this time. A black-robed old man in the shape of a withered tree advised.
The other two, one is a young woman with a sexy body but a shiny head, and the other is a fat frog head and eating human hands, like a strange butcher.
The two listened to the old man's words and nodded one after another: "Deacon, don't worry, we will definitely live up to our mission." The
old man nodded, especially at the strange man with a fat frog head, and said, "If the task is completed, I will apply to the above to restore your status as a deacon." After all, the original incident was caused by the demon cat and others, and it has nothing to do with you. "
Thank you, Lord Deacon!" said the frog-headed man with a look of great joy.
The thin old man asked again: "How are you preparing for your work?" "
My task is basically completed, among the Zhenlong people, except for the guy named Old Ma Grandpa, who is stubborn, the others have completely believed that the Huaguo people are the introduction for them to leave the secret realm, and as long as they are included in the formation, they can arouse the Canglong soul and bring out the thousand-year-old Canglong Wood." The bald woman said.
The strange man with the head and fat body of the frog then reported: "After the collection of the demon beast essence blood, you can draw a formation at any time, and it is also the few Chinese people in Chaxi Mountain." "
Very well," the old man nodded with satisfaction, and continued, "You don't have to worry about the rest of the matter, and you can draw the formation with peace of mind." Those Chinese people, leave it to that stupid leader of the Zhenlongmin, and he will solve it.
Hearing this, Xie Ning opened his eyes, looked back at the tall building, and after a while, he looked at Zhenlongmin, who was completely fooled and lame.
Looking at their excited faces, he shook his head helplessly.
He blended into the crowd and followed the crowd towards the outside of the town, the target - West Mountain.