Cards are born to be king

The news of Jiang Yong's waking up should not be kept hidden for too long. After all, Professor Dwarf and Amos' frequent visits here will definitely attract the attention of others, so they quickly negotiated a time.It's just that it's not easy to take out the seed core. Even if the professor had personally touched forging, it was hundreds of years ago.The situation in Jiang Yong's right eye was more complicated. The Eternal Void Seed had too close contact with his star energy and Zhuang Zhuang, and they had already begun to influence each other.

The situation is complicated, so Amos told Jiang Yong that in order to ensure the smooth progress of the matter, it is not enough to rely on the dwarf master alone.They still need to wait for one person.Of course, according to the arrogant and withdrawn temperament of the dwarves, of course they would not say it directly, and there must be Amos mediating among them.

Now the Star Academy competition has reached the final stage. As the chairman referee, Amos has a lot of things recently, and the two rarely have time to get together.Jiang Yong euphemistically expressed his interest in the dwarf race through the dwarf professor, so Amos brought him a lot of related books in the past two days, some of which are ancient and rare books that are extremely cherished.So these days, Jiang Yong stayed in his room to recuperate and consult the classics, collecting clues about the dwarves.

"...Old buddy who is as stupid as a Karz beast, I am afraid that your research progress has not even touched the corner of Tisaiah. Witness the legend with me, the great and wise Glittering Bantam."

It was already late at night, and there was only an alchemy lamp lit in front of the desk in the room, and the warm yellow light reflected on the wheat-colored Lisa paper with missing edges and corners.Wearing gloves, Jiang Yong carefully unfolded the brittle roll of paper and read the information on it repeatedly.Tomorrow is the time to take out the seed core, and he should go to bed early tonight to recharge his batteries.

But when Jiang Yong was reading a dwarf's travel notes before going to bed, he accidentally found two pages stuck together.Carefully peeling it open, there is actually a thin piece of paper sandwiched inside.Jiang Yong regained his energy all of a sudden. In the past few days, he has read a lot of books brought by Amos but has made little progress. This is the last old book, and it is also a travel note similar to miscellaneous notes. A letter between the chief gnomes.

Tirisa paper is unique to the Gold Shining Plateau. Because the raw material is rare, it is extremely thin and precious. Usually, it is only used when the dwarf leaders send letters to each other.And the protagonist in this travel book, Flash Gold Shortfoot, is the leader of the Jinsuo tribe.This letter paper is damaged in many places, and only the corners of the date part remain.However, Jiang Yong speculated from the clues that this letter should be sent on the eve of the catastrophe.

The dwarves are arrogant, and it must be something that can be called a legend by them, and the dwarf leader of the Jinsuo tribe even invited the leader of the Yinsuo tribe to watch. Jiang Yong guessed that this might be a breakthrough in the study of the law of time.After the cataclysm, the Jinsuo gnomes completely disappeared, and some of the Yinsuo tribe survived, which is also a doubtful point.

' Zi. '

The light of the alchemy lamp flickered suddenly, not stable.Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Yong carefully put away the letter, and got ready to go to bed.However, Jiang Yong's nerves twitched suddenly when he got up, and his figure suddenly appeared five steps away in the next second.The muscles of the whole body tensed up in an instant, and the hairs stood up.Jiang Yong stared at the front with cold eyes, and dragon scales gradually appeared on his cheeks.

"It's already late at night, it seems a bit inappropriate for Your Excellency to come here at this time."

He said lightly, his eyes flashing across the surroundings.Because of the hot weather, the window in front of the desk was always open, and the surrounding was silent, only the night breeze was blowing.After Jiang Yong's voice, there was still no sound around, even Goudan was startled by his sudden action, turning his head to observe the enemy's situation vigilantly.However, Jiang Yong knew through telepathic communication that he didn't feel anything.

It stands to reason that the perception of deformed beasts is definitely sharper than that of humans, but Jiang Yong's sixth sense has been significantly enhanced since he took over King Die.He noticed a slight dissonance in the air, mixed in the night wind and the smell of grass, trees and earth, as if it were an illusion and it was difficult to distinguish.Ice-blue dragon scales spread downward from the scattered corners of the eyes, and silver-white dragon horns slowly protruded from the corners of the forehead.When Jiang Yong's eyes transformed into dragon eyes, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the floor was covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Humph."

The stagnant air was broken in an instant, Jiang Yong squinted his eyes, and instead of retreating, he pushed forward. When the dragon claws tore the air, the cold dragon's breath spewed out, turning the window into a world of cold ice and snow.A figure loomed indistinctly in the white icy mist, and the icy mist turned into a sharp ice cone under the dragon's breath, surrounding it fiercely!However, the figure showed no intention of resisting. No blood splashed when the ice pick pierced his body, only a few crisp sounds of hitting metal were heard.

Jiang Yong secretly screamed in his heart, and his body retreated sharply while manipulating the frost to condense.The blue and white prison took shape instantly, but it was empty.At the same time, Jiang Yong only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, wrapped in a blade-like evil spirit.But at this moment, his eyes flashed, and the next second, the time suddenly slowed down as if he was stuck in a mud. Jiang Yong's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in a blink of an eye, he had already appeared behind that person.

"caught you."

He said indifferently, and the dragon claws grabbed at the vital parts of the neck without mercy.Immediately afterwards, a piercing and sharp sound sounded, which made one's skin crawl.Jiang Yong's dragon claws caught some extremely hard metal, and the fierce blow left only a few claw marks, and the tip of the claws was still painful due to the reaction force.A very slight "Huh" sounded very close, and Jiang Yong only felt a chill on his right wrist, and before he had time to change the space, a huge force flew him out, and fell heavily to the corner of the room with a bang.

This fall was nothing to Jiang Yong, the Dragon Clan's defense was so high that it didn't scratch the oily skin.However, after that, he didn't attack again, and he looked at the figure with a bit of doubt and caution.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"He sent this out too."

The cold and deep voice was as smooth as silk, the words were lightly pronounced, and the ending sound was slightly drawn out but extremely clear.Hearing this accent, Jiang Yong was stunned for a moment, and thought of Amos for no reason. If he was older, he might have such a voice, calm and elegant.Without Jiang Yong's control, the ice fog was gradually dissipating, and the slender figure in it became clearer.

Jiang Yong clutched his right wrist, which was touched by a figure just now, and now it was burning like a fire, but there was no wound.All his attention was on the uninvited guest at this moment, and his guard did not weaken in the slightest.

"Don't blow your scales, rude and childish star apprentice bastard. If I want you dead, you will be cold by now."

...Jiang Yong retracted the idea that the voice was similar to Amos, polite and elegant is just the surface, revealing annoying arrogance and impatience underneath.It seems that he is used to being in a high position, and his tone has a condescending sense of looking down.Jiang Yong has long passed the age when a word is not suitable for the heat, and he is too lazy to argue with an old man, so he just smiled and said:

"Then what is your Excellency doing here late at night, you don't just want to chat with me."

"Chat? Huh."

Jiang Yong is sure that this person must have no friends on weekdays, or have experienced many misfortunes, so that he can hide his contempt and disdain in this one word.A black shadow suddenly crossed the air and threw it at Jiang Yong. He raised his hand to catch it easily when it flew in front of him, and heard the man whisper:

"I just came to see who that idiot finally chose."

idiot?pick?

Jiang Yong's brain was running fast to analyze the meaning of this sentence. He had already sensed that this figure did not have any killing intent, so he didn't kill him at the beginning.He inadvertently glanced at the thing thrown by the figure, but was suddenly stunned.The figure seemed to really just come to have a look at Jiang Yong, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave without saying a word.Seeing his actions, Jiang Yong hurried forward two steps, with strong hesitation in his tone:

"Who are you? Do you know...His Excellency Kahuang?"

The man stopped as expected, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Yong.At this time, the alchemy lamp had already been scrapped in the fight just now, and the cold moonlight shone in through the window and reflected on his body.Jiang Yong couldn't help holding his breath when he saw that person, his eyes widened slightly in shock.The man was dressed in a complicated and elegant black aristocratic dress, and held a black wooden rose scepter in his hand with white gloves.

However, under the attack of the ice cone and dragon claw just now, the dress has been partially broken, and what is exposed is not flesh and blood, but a cold silver-white metallic luster.Almost the whole body is covered by metal machinery, without a single piece of intact flesh.Only the half of his sideways face is breathtakingly handsome, and the rose gold hair is neatly tied together with a black ribbon.The pale chin was lifted slightly, slanting at an arrogant angle.

The old voice and young face, the cold machinery and the fresh life are mixed together to form such a powerful 'person'.No wonder his dragon claws couldn't break through the defense before.Jiang Yong noticed that he was wearing a brooch on his chest. The expensive star crystal heart was carved into a budding rose, surrounded by several thumb-sized black pearls.

"Kahuang? Ha."

He gave a short laugh, some of which was ironic, and he didn't know who it was aimed at.

"I don't dare to have a relationship with the great King Kahuang."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared directly in place, without giving Jiang Yong a chance to ask further questions.The room was in a mess. The fierce fight just now did not attract any attention, and the surrounding area was still peaceful and peaceful.Jiang Yong sat on the ground, and Longhua slowly faded away, making him feel a little tired.But his eyes focused on his hands.

It was a very familiar pocket watch, adorned with a very thin silver chain.The watch body is made of amber spar, and a dark green seed is sealed inside.Jiang Yong's eyes fell on his right wrist, the burning pain had disappeared, and only faint tingling pain remained from time to time.On the right wrist, the light gold chain pocket watch pattern has disappeared.

The man took the pocket watch out of Jiang Yong's wrist with just one click.This is not an ordinary pocket watch. Hundreds of years ago, it was an item of Kahuang Atman, and an old man with a pocket watch once lived in it.So Jiang Yonghui couldn't help asking him if he knew Kahuang, there must be some connection.

"Who is he?"

Jiang Yong was puzzled.However, what he didn't expect was that he saw this person again the next day.

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