"Didn't you say that you were sealed by Shennong?"

"Yes."

"But in the picture I saw just now, you were clearly beheaded completely, with both body and spirit destroyed."

"That's my father."

In the haze, I returned to the top of Wanshan.

Xu Xiaolou sat casually on the top of the mountain, looking down the mountain and at the clouds.

"At that time, I was just born. My father sensed the danger, so he hid me at the bottom of the river... The river water is very muddy, but our dragons have very good eyesight, so... I can see very clearly."

"I saw my father beheaded by that man. I saw my father's body cut into countless pieces. I also saw the humans on the shore cheering and picking up the pieces of my father's body..."

"I saw this, but I didn't dare to be angry, I didn't even dare to express any emotions... because I knew that the person on the river was so powerful that I only needed to make a slight movement , will definitely attract his attention. Therefore, I can only bear it, and I have been bearing it for many years."

"In those years, human beings seemed to be favored by the heavens. Practitioners of the fifth level appeared one after another like mushrooms after a spring rain. Our monster clan faced these strong human beings and retreated steadily. Later, the elders of the dragon clan took me away from the bottom of the Yellow River. To inherit my father's throne."

"To be honest, I hate that man. He killed my father, but I never thought that one day, I would be able to take revenge..."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaolou, who was sitting on the top of the hill, frowned slightly - didn't think about revenge?

His biological father was killed, and he knew who the enemy was, but he never thought that he could take revenge?
The other party's words made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

As if aware of what the man was thinking, the Dragon God hidden in the clouds was silent for a moment, and said: "If you think this is a kind of cowardice, it's because you don't understand how powerful that man is at all."

Xu Xiaolou froze for a moment and scratched his head.

Xu Xiaolou knew about the strength of that man from the video just now, and also got a glimpse of it from the legend.

Shennong, the head of the three emperors in ancient times, a man who can be called an emperor must have stood at the top of human beings' supreme combat power.

However, the dragon is also the top representative of the supreme combat power.

Shennong can kill the dragon god, but what if he faces the entire dragon army?

Xu Xiaolou had read many books in the cave of the Buddha's Small World, so he naturally knew that in ancient times, since the dragon race was born, it was the existence of the peak of the fourth realm. The coveted fifth realm.

Such a powerful existence, two or three, may not pose a threat to Shennong, but what if there are ten or hundreds?
In a rush, two fists are no match for four hands. It is impossible for Shennong to survive in the face of such a powerful and unparalleled force...

"Ten hundreds? Hahaha, ten may be, a hundred... Do you think that our dragons are like you humans, so can we give birth? Our dragons are too powerful, and because of our strength, our reproductive ability is very poor, and , the more noble the bloodline, the harder it is to pass it on. This is why the elders of the dragon clan searched thousands of mountains and rivers to find me and insisted on me inheriting the throne of the dragon god."

"Back then, there were too many human practitioners. Even our entire monster clan was still struggling under the attack of humans. At that time, there were only less than twenty real dragons left in our dragon clan. Relying on such power, how should I go? Killing Shennong? So, I had no choice but to hide in Tibet with my clansmen, not to mention revenge, I am satisfied if I can survive."

Speaking of this, Dragon God's tone suddenly changed, "But! I didn't expect that Shennong would still refuse to let us go. Especially, he would not let me go."

……

That day, in the deepest part of Shiwan Dashan.

Thousands of monsters gather here to live, and there is a magic circle in the mountain, which can shield the outside world from probing. Therefore, although they live in a miserable life, at least they don't have to worry about life and death.

The Dragon God is the most noble god of the demon clan. Although she is a little girl, although she is only 13 years old, under the careful teaching of the elders, she broke through to the fifth level before she was an adult.

The blood of the Dragon God is very special, as long as it breaks through to the fifth realm, it will directly reach the top grade of the fifth realm.

Therefore, she became the hope of all the monster race.

How terrifying would a 13-year-old Dragon God be after a hundred or a thousand years of cultivation?

I am afraid that after thousands of years, the so-called three human emperors will definitely not be opponents in front of our great dragon god, right?

All the monster races, with this idea in mind, lived quietly in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, or in other words, waited quietly.

But on this day, His Royal Highness Dragon God suddenly disappeared.

The demons panicked.

The elder of the Dragon Clan was furious, "Damn it! When I went to wake His Highness up this morning, he was still there, why did he just have breakfast, and in a blink of an eye, His Highness disappeared?"

Therefore, all the demons were dispatched and began to search in Shiwan Dashan.

On the edge of the mountain, the dragon god who turned into a young girl smiled happily.

Giggle...

She laughed very nicely, and all the Yaozu people liked her laughter.

However, only today is the day when she smiles the happiest.

It's finally out.

The air outside just smells good.

The sun outside is just warm.

Everything outside looks a thousand times, ten thousand times more beautiful than a hundred thousand mountains.

The girl happily came to a small town.

In the small town, there are many people...

The girl came to the wine shop and exchanged the stolen money for a pot of tea, drinking while walking.

When she came to a butcher's stand, she stopped.

The boss is a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard, holding a struggling living thing in his hand.

That's a whisper.

In other words, it was the demon clan.

Whispering monsters are the most humble race of the Yaozu.

However, in the past, when the Yaozu still ruled this land, even the identity of the whispering monster was definitely much higher than that of the humans at that time.

But I never thought that now that the luck of human beings is against the sky, and Feng Shui takes turns, this whispering monster has become a delicacy in the mouths of human beings.

The middle-aged man raised the knife, chopped off the head of the muttering monster, grabbed its legs, turned it upside down, and let the blood flow out into a wooden basin on the ground.

The middle-aged man still shouted: "Hey, don't miss it when you pass by, the freshest murmur, the blood can be taken back and solidified for cooking, and the meat and bones can be used for soup. It's very cheap! Hey? Little girl, you What about my lord? Do you want this whispering monster?"

The girl shook her head and walked away calmly.

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