Fantasy: Wiring the Future

Chapter 403 There are some things that can only be said to Jiang Jing alone. (for collection, for collection)

“Could it be that something related to the fate of my human race will happen here?”

Looking down on the mountains below, Jiang Jing’s spiritual sense probed out.

Just a moment later, his eyes condensed, and a vision flashed in his eyes.

The next moment!

Under Jiang Jing’s instructions, the fierce dragon quickly moved towards the mountains and landed somewhere.

In a blink of an eye.

Jiang Jing has already arrived at the destination.

The fierce dragon shrank in size, Jiang Jing jumped from above, and the smooth “Nine Five Zeros” landed on the ground.

Behind him, Jian Wu and the others also followed in Jiang Jing’s footsteps and came here together.

There are beautiful mountains and clear waters here, and there are streams flowing down from the top of the mountain, and there is a sound of rushing water.

However now…

On the edge of the stream, there is a dragon-shaped behemoth several feet tall!

All eyes wide open at the same time!

If read correctly, this should be.

That is, the legendary real dragon family that has disappeared for tens of thousands of years!

However, it has now lost its vitality, fell to the ground, and the strange transparent gaseous blood flowed out of its body and flowed into the stream.

And not far from the real dragon.

There was a boy of about ten years old sitting on the ground, seeing Jiang Jing and others excited, his eyes full of happiness for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, never expected, he actually waited for the people of the human race to come!

at this time.…

Looking at Jiang Jing, who came riding on a fierce dragon, the boy’s eyes flashed with shock, and then he trembled a little, bowed deeply to Jiang Jing, and said in a trembling voice: “The comer is a human race. Holy Emperor?”

Jiang Jing looked at him.

The boy’s clothes were a bit tattered, but it could be seen that they were all valuable materials, and he seemed to be from a wealthy background.

On his waist, there is a Calabash.

Jiang Jing can see at a glance that it is a good thing, with inherent power.

Moreover, this boy does not seem to be human, but…

The most important thing is that the gate of heaven has not been opened for tens of thousands of years. How does he know that he is the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, and that he will come here?

This is weird everywhere.

only…

Now it looks like a crack has appeared in Calabash, and something is clearly wrong.

Otherwise, the power of this Calabash is more than that.

As his eyes swept across, golden lines appeared in the corners of Jiang Jing’s eyes.

There was a sudden change in the line of sight.

I see…

Around this boy, golden torrents surging.

That’s a manifestation of deep luck!

This kind of luck is comparable to an emperor, and even more than one emperor can accumulate it!

only..

Today, a large part of the golden torrent has turned into a black color full of dead silence, which looks different and weird.

And what’s even more surprising is that…

Under Jiang Jing’s gaze, the black smoke was gradually dissipating, and there was a faint trend of returning to gold.

“This is..

Jiang Jing’s brows twitched, and his thoughts flashed: “Is it the handwriting of the Great Emperor in the disaster ten thousand years ago?”

“I, could it be that the great emperors from ten thousand years ago also predicted it in advance?”

Luck can often reflect many things.

Raising his brows slightly, Jiang Jing’s eyes raised a touch of interest, and he said, “You are an artifact, right?”

The boy seemed to have calmed down a bit and nodded vigorously.

Jiang Jing looked at him, glanced around, and said, “Why do you stay here alone?”

Hearing…

The boy’s body trembled slightly, his eyes stayed on Jiang Jing for a moment, and then fell on the shoulders and the others behind him.

Obviously, some things can only be said to Jiang Jing alone.