Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 239 Seriously thinking about Longsheng's Samson (4k)

If there is a paradise in this world, for old cowboys, this is it.

After all, it is not possible to study the weapons of the first-generation species and the first-generation species itself, and there is even a living second-generation species that can communicate.

How could the old cowboy be willing to leave such a place?

Although he was reluctant to leave before, he just pretended out of habit, which played a role in enlivening the atmosphere.

Anyway, that's how he explained it.

"Then what about the next-generation species that can communicate?" The old cowboy asked hastily after regaining his composure.

"Oh, it's in the process of preparing for cocooning. After all, his original size is too big. We need him to turn into a human." Mo Qiuran said.

The cocooning of the dragon clan is such an unreasonable process. Being able to switch between the forms of the two species only requires some energy. If it is changing from a human form to a dragon form, it needs to absorb a huge amount of biological energy , and if it is transformed from a dragon form to a human form, it only needs to use the dragon scales and flesh that it is about to give up.

"Take me to see, show me quickly!" The old cowboy immediately abandoned the brass pot again, and ran over to grab Mo Qiuran's hand, but Mo Qiuran didn't seem to move, but in a flash Avoided him.

"Vice principal, don't be so excited. The so-called cocooning is nothing more than spinning silk. What's so interesting?" Mo Qiuran said nonchalantly, "I'd better send you back first!"

"That's a phenomenon I've only heard about, but never seen before! Classmate Mo Qiuran, please take me there, I...you can pick whatever you want from my collection!" The old cowboy understood that this time there would be no bleeding. no more.

Thinking of this, he wished he could slap himself who was doing things before, why would he go back to the base when he had nothing to do?

……

The process of cocooning is nothing interesting, at least in Mo Qiuran’s view, it’s simply that he doesn’t know how to turn himself into a huge cocoon, and then when he comes out of the cocoon, the 15-meter giant beast Long Shi turned into a little boy, looking quite handsome.

But this seemed extremely unbelievable to the old cowboy. If Mo Qiuran hadn't stopped him, he would even have wanted to get some of the remaining cocoon silk and go back to study it.

"What's your name?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"Huh! Shameless..." The little boy wanted to show that he was actually very angry now, but after carefully measuring the combat power of both sides...he held back again. Before the Dragon Clan was in a complete state, he couldn't help it. He has no power to fight back, and now that he has turned into a human form, he has no possibility of resisting at all.

In a real sense, his age is probably the ancestors of all the people in this world, but the appearance of this little boy is really too rough.

"My name is Samson," said Samson.

"... At first glance, I thought it was a great-grandson," Mo Qiuran muttered, "Then let's go first, don't worry, as long as your king doesn't have the idea of ​​destroying the world, we won't do anything to him. If you can tell us something of value, then we'll give you a chance to persuade him!"

"No...shameless!" Samson's delicate face flushed instantly. Of course he understood that Mo Qiuran was simply taking the king's [egg] as a hostage, but the problem was that he had no other choice now!
After being coerced once, there will naturally be another time, and the opening will become bigger and bigger.

As we all know, it's not just women's clothing, it's the difference between zero and countless times.

"Yeah, okay, I'm a shameless person, that's right, that's right." Mo Qiuran replied nonchalantly, "But my suggestion is, you should find a suit of clothes to put on first, otherwise you will look more like me than me." Shameless."

"Ah!" Only then did Samson realize that he had just changed from a dragon state to a human state, so he was still completely naked.

Fortunately, apart from him, only Mo Qiuran and the old cowboy are men, so it doesn't have much influence.

So Samson left to find clothes, and the old cowboy asked, "Aren't you worried that he'll take the opportunity to escape?"

"If he could run, he would have already run away. After all, there was no chance before." Mo Qiuran said, "He will come back, for his king."

After a while, Samson really trotted back like that, and seemed worried that Mo Qiuran and the others would leave early.

"Okay, let's talk about the rest on the boat." Mo Qiuran put his hands on them. After being able to master bug-level things like Speed ​​Force, he has already explored many ways to use them, leading people through the thick Entity is one of them.

So in the next second, three people... No, to be precise, a half-man and a half-dragon appeared in the cabin.

"Big, big..." Samson was surprised by the sudden change of environment around him, and subconsciously exchanged glances with those who were looking at him, then widened his eyes, suddenly became a little stuttering, and the whole dragon body trembled the same as a sieve.

"Huh? What's the big deal?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"No no no no no no! I mean this ship is so big!" Samson managed to find an excuse that sounded reasonable.

"Senior, senior, how long has it been since this dragon came out?" Xia Mi asked curiously, "It's so strange, I haven't even seen a big ship before!"

"I don't know, it will take a thousand years..." Mo Qiuran replied.

"Oh..." Xia Mi was stunned, "No wonder!"

Samson: "..."

What did he hear?
Oh my god!
As a dragon, he is very sensitive to his superiors. The suppression that exists in the blood does not mean that it can be hidden by hiding, so Samson recognized Xia Mi's existence almost immediately. .

The noble first generation, the king of the earth and the mountain, one of the four monarchs, Yemengade!

then……

What are you calling this human being?
Senior?

What's the matter with this delicate tone?

Isn't it time to show the demeanor of a king and kill these humans directly?
Samson thought so.

The moment he saw Xia Mi, he almost knelt down on the spot, but fortunately Xia Mi gave him a look, and he was smart enough to react in time.

But what the hell is going on now?
Since he was able to realize this, it means that the king has already awakened... Then why would he do such a thing? Is it for fun?
Or... because you can't beat it?

Thinking of this, Samson couldn't help but veto it again. In his heart, the king is almost invincible, unless it is the unique emperor!

It is absolutely impossible for mere human beings to do this kind of thing. I must be too weak!
The king of the earth and the mountain must have her purpose in hiding so much, as long as she doesn't expose herself, there will definitely be opportunities for communication in the future!
Samson came to a conclusion.

then--

"Baibaibai..." When his gaze fell on Erika, he widened his eyes again.

"White what?" Mo Qiuran asked again.

"Bai... I haven't seen the daytime for a long time!" Samson forcefully circled back.

Mo Qiuran just laughed and didn't expose him.

Although there was one more person when I went back, this kind of thing seemed weird, but this is the army after all, and the professionalism is quite in place. No one asked about Samson's identity, and no one asked him about his body, which obviously didn't look good. Like clothes worn by modern people.

That is, when Mo Qiuran left at the end, he chatted with the instructor a few more words, but after a short chat, the instructor waved his hand and hurriedly sent Mo Qiuran away, and he didn't know how many more confidentiality agreements he would have to sign if the chat continued. , This guy, do you think he is not tired of signing?

……

After going all the way back to the seaside villa with their things, the group happened to meet Old Tang.

"Wang Wang Wang..." Samson almost wanted to kneel down.

"What is the king?" Mo Qiuran asked with a half-smile.

"The king... will definitely not let you go!" Samson rounded up again, at least he thought so.

But since Wang is here, why didn't he do it in advance?No, there is another king. Could it be that they are restraining each other, so they dare not act rashly?

Wait, did another king leak the information about Baidi City, and she wants to use this human hand to attack my king?

Samson gets caught up in conspiracy theories.

"Old Tang! What are you doing?" Lu Mingfei's voice came, and then he walked out, his eyes lit up, "Boss, you are back!"

"Huanghuanghuang..." Before Mo Qiuran could ask this time, Samson passed out as soon as he closed his eyes.

His last thought before passing out was—

"What the hell is going on here! I'm just a small subspecies and I can't stand the torture of the bosses! What does this boss mean? I must be dreaming, right? It must be! Wait a minute! When I open my eyes, I will find that I am still in the original Baidi City!"

"Eh?" Lu Mingfei stared at Samson who was lying limp on the ground, "What's going on, Boss, did he faint?"

"Yeah, maybe I feel too shocked..." Mo Qiuran smiled, but he didn't expose it. He felt that the current situation seemed very interesting.

"Shocked for what? Are we so handsome? Hahaha!" Old Tang laughed and said, just laughed for a long time, no one in the villa laughed with him, so he had to stop in embarrassment.

"Boss, what did you get back this time?" Lu Mingfei changed the subject. He probably guessed something, but it's hard for Old Tang to say now, so his eyes lit up and he looked at the one Mo Qiuran was carrying. asked the brass can.

"This is an egg." Mo Qiuran patted the brass pot, making a crisp sound of metal being struck.

"Eggs? Although I haven't read books for a few years, how could there be eggs made of metal?" Old Tang was the first to retort, "And the patterns and lines on it are obviously not formed naturally, but carved by someone. , this thing, judging by my level of tomb robbery all the year round, must be a cultural relic!"

"It's impossible if it's an ordinary creature, but I never said it's an egg of an ordinary creature." Mo Qiuran observed Lao Tang's reaction, "This is an egg of a dragon!"

Old Tang: "!!!"

"Turtle tortoise! ​​Dragon egg?" Old Tang instantly thought of the monster he saw that day, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Lu Mingfei didn't back down, he just looked at the egg with strange eyes, after all, now he has quite accepted his identity as the god of the dragon clan and the ancestor of the dragon clan.

So when he saw this egg, his first thought was not "Damn it, the dragon clan is really scary, even the egg is so big! It's still made of metal!"

Rather—"Damn it, I used to be able to make such a big egg! It's still metal!"

I have to say, once you get used to this kind of character design...ah no, the dragon design is quite impressive.

At least now, Lu Mingfei has started to conceive the picture of a huge dragon lying on a pile of such metal brass pots incubating eggs in his mind... The style of painting is quite curious.

"Will a dragon hatch from here? How big will it be? Will it kill us? Will it recognize the first one it sees as Mom and Dad?"

After taking two steps back, Old Tang saw that Lu Mingfei was still standing there, probably thinking that he could not lose face by the brother he just met, so he took two steps closer and asked curiously.

In order to show his courage, he reached out and put his hand on the brass pot.

Then, a crisp click sound attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes focused on Old Tang's hand for an instant.

"That... I said..." Old Tang let go of his hand, and after seeing the crack that obviously didn't exist before, he put it up again to cover it up, and said with a forced smile.

"I said, in fact, my strength is not that great, it's just that this crack was ready to appear before, so it broke just after I put it on. Do you believe that?"

"elder brother."

The voice appeared again.

"At this time, can you not come out to make trouble with your weird auditory hallucinations? Now I am facing an unknown amount of compensation. Hey, this kind of antique is very valuable! I only know it after reselling a lot!" Old Tang Xin think.

But then he suddenly realized something strange, because everyone's eyes on him changed at the same time.

Then he subconsciously looked at the position of his palm holding the crack... A ray of warmth suddenly appeared in the center of the cold tank, it was a stream of air, rushing out, and then flowing in again.

It's like... breathing!
"elder brother."

Another sound.

This time Old Tang heard it clearly. The voice did not come directly from his mind, but rang right next to his ear. It was only because the voice was exactly the same that he had the hallucination he had before, thinking that it was still the same sound. The same as I remembered in my mind.

Inexplicably, a name, a familiar yet unfamiliar name, appeared in Old Tang's mind.

"Kons...Standing." He murmured.

Old Tang suddenly let go of his hand, and instead of leaving, he bent down and brought his eyes close to the crack that had just appeared suddenly.

He didn't know why he did it, he just did it subconsciously.

The dark gap is like a well of time.

"Brother, when you raise the battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me?"

"Yes, then you will come with me and rule the world!"

(I was called out for supper...forgive me for not eating supper for a long time)
(End of this chapter)