Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, one day I will see the Emperor Dragon in this world!"

The middle-aged man's hands were shaking with excitement.

The eyes of the old man Luo Meng were also full of surprise.

Since that disaster began, their ethnic group has been hiding here for generations. They were supposed to be the overlords galloping in the sky, but now they are lingering in the mud.

Obviously the noblest Bloodline, yet living as humble as a maggot!

But in order to avoid the eyes and ears of those people, and to keep the last fire of the group, they had no choice but to endure.

This patience, I don't know how many Thousand Years it will be!

Now, the turning point is finally here!

First, the lock was loosened, and the dragon energy lifted into the sky, causing a phenomenon that shocked the entire continent~.

This is sending out a signal that the golden age of all races is coming!

Then, not long after today, they actually sensed the breath of Zulong's will!

This is great news!

"but."

The middle-aged man looked up to the north, frowning slightly, "That direction... seems to be the same place as last time!"

The two looked at each other.

Thinking of the terrifying aura I experienced last time, I couldn't help shivering in unison.

That woman is horrible!

Wow!

At this time, the swamp behind the two rolled over again.

A series of figures rose from it, and there were about ten people, including men and women, all of whom looked younger.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

They seem to have noticed something, but they are not too sure.

"Did you feel it just now?"

"Well, my Bloodline is almost on fire!"

"It's a sense of awe that comes from the depths of the soul...it's like the dragon in Legendary!"

"Could it be that our clan is finally about to rise?"

"No way, we were abandoned in this wild place, I'm afraid the ancestor dragon has long forgotten..."

"D..."

The expressions on the faces of several people were a little ugly.

If Zulong was willing to help, why would they be trapped in this swamp for so long?

The older generation is almost dead, almost all of them were born here.

From the moment they opened their eyes, they were under the stinking mud. Except for some memories passed down in Bloodline, they hardly knew what the outside world was like.

There has been no injection of fresh blood, coupled with the particularity of the ethnic group, the fertility is very low, resulting in fewer and fewer ethnic groups over the years.

So few that it can hardly be called a "ethnic group".

All this filled the hearts of these young people with despair.

So much so that when the turning point came, I didn't even dare to believe it easily.

"Zulong has not forgotten us."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Although the aura just passed away in a flash, it is as vast as the universe galaxy. I can be sure that it is definitely the projection of Zulong's will!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, their faces were full of disbelief.

A young girl came to her senses first, and asked cautiously, "Patriarch, are you joking?"

"You don't believe what the patriarch said?"

Luo Meng shook his head and said: "That is indeed the will of Zulong!"

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere suddenly boiled!

"It's actually true?"

"Has the will of the ancestral dragon really come to the vast land?"

"So, doesn't it mean that our clan is about to rise?!"

Everyone's gloomy mood was swept away, and their faces were filled with excitement.

Luo Mengyou threw a blockbuster, "Only when the Canglan Clan holds the Blood Inscription Ceremony, is it possible to induce the will of the Zulong to descend! In other words, besides us, there are also the Canglan Clan in the Great Land." !"

"The Canglan clan? That's the imperial dragon in Legendary!"

"The emperor dragon is alive, I am happy!"

"I endured for thousands of years, this day is finally coming!"

Everyone's blood was boiling, and the atmosphere was extremely warm for a while.

After so many years of aggrieved and forbearing, they almost made them question whether own Bloodline is noble!

Now, everything has finally ushered in a turning point!

Someone said excitedly: "Patriarch, what are we waiting for, why don't we go to Huanglong immediately?"

Others also looked forward to it.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Don't forget, although everything is going in a good direction, our enemies still exist, and we haven't reached the point where we can act unscrupulously."

Everyone heard the words and gradually calmed down.

Thinking of the extremely terrifying enemy in the memory of the Bloodline inheritance, his expression became a little dignified.

Romon echoed from the side: "I have persisted for so many years, and I absolutely cannot let go at this critical moment!"

"Romon was right."

The middle-aged man nodded, and changed the topic, "But the Emperor Dragon has been born and has been successfully inscribed with blood, so our clan can't turn a blind eye to it.

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"Uh... what is the patriarch's plan?"

Romon suddenly had a bad feeling.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "I decided to send an envoy to understand the situation first, build a connection between my clan and the imperial dragon, and prepare for future plans! And that person..."

He turned his head to look at Romon, "It must be you, Romon!"

"ah?!"

Romon's expression froze instantly, and his throat tightened for a while.

Sure enough, nothing good!

The place where the will of the ancestor dragon appeared is clearly the same place as the last time the dragon energy emerged!

Thinking of the icy female voice last time, and the extremely terrifying aura, Romon's legs felt a little weak.

That's a sentence that scares away several emperor-level superpowers!

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Just go there directly, because the probability is to die!

"Patriarch, I..."

Romon looked anxious, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"You are my right-hand man. Whether it is combat power or mind, you are currently the most mature in the clan, and you are the best candidate to go to the Northland."

The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and said firmly, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

Romon wanted to cry but had no tears.

"But I'm not optimistic about myself!"

They were the ancient survivors who were coveted by many forces, but they acted dishonestly and ran to such a dangerous place on their own initiative!

Romon has deep worries about the future of own.

But looking at the earnest eyes of the clansmen, the words of refusal stuck in his throat again.

The ethnic group has endured for so long, and finally had some hope, and he didn't want to lose the chain at a critical moment...

"Damn it, just die!"

Luo Meng stomped his feet vigorously, gritted his teeth and said, "Since the patriarch has spoken, I'll go to the North to find out!"

The Canglan clan is extremely powerful, as long as they can successfully meet each other, they should be safe!

The middle-aged man sighed, and said with a serious expression: "Go ahead, my family will never forget you...

Romon gritted his teeth, "I'm not dead yet!"

Wuyang City.

Wuyang Palace, Zihui Pavilion.

With his hands behind his back, Sheng Ye paced around anxiously, his tough face uncertain.

Sheng Xian put down his teacup and said helplessly, "I said, you've been walking all morning, can you sit down and have a rest?".