"elder brother……"

It was the voice of the little boy again.

Wait, how did I know it was his voice again?

In a trance, Old Tang seemed to see such a scene.

A little boy looked at him with anticipation and asked softly: "When you raise the battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me?"

"Yes, then you will be with me... the king of the world!" he replied.

Wait, why is it him?

"Destroy the world...Constantine..."

Old Tang, who was sitting in front of the computer, murmured, and in a faint light seemed to appear in his eyes.

At this moment, a hand fell on his shoulder.

"Hey! Old Tang!"

Old Tang looked sideways.

It was a boy who looked very gentle, reminding people of the cherry blossoms slowly falling in the gentle wind. His eyes were in the sun, and his pupils were like deep pools of water, which was bottomless.

An inexplicable chill came, as if something extremely bad would happen if continued like this. Old Tang shivered and finally woke up.

"I woke up from a nap? I'm going to start playing games. Didn't you say you wanted me to teach you how to beat the human race?" Lu Mingfei smiled, "This is the top-end computer here for the boss, which is much better than the Internet cafe!"

"Oh!" The floating light in Old Tang's eyes dissipated, and he didn't even notice it himself. He quickly clicked on the interstellar icon on the desktop.

The trance caused by the long lunch break made Lao Tang relieved Lu Mingfei.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect that Old Tang was also the Dragon King!" Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Now he has accepted the fact that he is a dragon. Before leaving, he got a task from his eldest son, Mo Qiuran - staring at Lao Tang.

By the way, he also obtained the true identity of Lao Tang - one of the first generation species.

According to Mo Qiuran, "Anyway, you are all dragons, and you are one level higher than him in terms of personality, so it's most appropriate for you to stare at him!"

Wait, doesn't that mean... In a sense, Lao Tang is his own son?

Lu Mingfei couldn't help thinking, and then realized something. If he was really the Black King of the Dragon Clan, Niedhog, he probably still had countless descendants who survived in this world.

horrible!

A picture appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind. During the Chinese New Year and holidays, countless sons, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, etc. came to pay New Year's greetings and then asked for red envelopes... Thinking of this, the wallet that had just become abundant suddenly faced the risk of starving to the ground.

Even more terrible!

"Let's take a step by step, I hope the dragon clan has no tradition of giving red envelopes..." Lu Mingfei shook his head, feeling that the most important thing now is to fool Lao Tang first and not let him suddenly awaken to the first generation and then kneel down and call him dad.

...

"This dragon is quite interesting," Mo Qiuran said.

"It's really rare to be so rational." Tang Zi agreed.

The two of them said this and continued to walk forward. The dragon servant had already been frozen aside, and his huge body was completely covered by ice crystals, leaving only two breathing holes and a pair of eyes, so that the dragon would not suffocate to death.

It just looks a bit funny. After all, there are only two big eyes that glow like a gas lamp, and there is always a strange contrast between the bronze and Samson of the King of Fire transformed into an ice dragon.

At least one thing has been confirmed, that is, Long Shi really has no choice in front of Mo Qiuran, and he can't even pass a round.

Since using the projection of the ice crystal phoenix, although it was only a temporary projection and had been completely used up, Mo Qiuran's ice archer projection seemed to have been upgraded after that, and the control of the ice was simpler and easier. Although it could not reach the level of terrifying when using the ice crystal phoenix, it was extremely simple to instantly create a Zhenbing of this scale.

So to this day Mo Qiuran still doesn’t understand what her golden finger is... But what if he cares about it, it’s easy to use!

The two of them went straight into the [cocoon] and saw a huge brass jar standing on the high platform. Countless snake man statues around them bowed their heads and knelt in that direction. The scene was solemn and solemn, like some mysterious religious ceremony, kneeling down to worship the gods.

The two walked through the snake man statues, and Mo Qiuran also put them on the ice patch. After all, when the weather was hot, you should keep it cool, and then they came to the brass jar on the platform.

"The text above is 'Donate my bones and blood to the great Majesty Needhog, who is the existence of supreme, power, and virtue, and rule the whole world with destiny'... That's right, this is Norton's [egg]!" Tang Zi identified the text above and said.

"So Norton is still here?" Mo Qiuran looked at the jar, "What will we do next? Are we going to hatch eggs?"

(As long as the number of words is more than yesterday, I will improve!
Chapter completed!