Although Yinglong's body is larger than every monster before, Pu Zixuan is no longer comfortable from the moment the final goal shows his true body.

Yinglong straightened up and shook suddenly. The aquatic plants and thick mud on his back suddenly spread out, some sank to the bottom of the lake, and some wafted upwards.

If you can accumulate so much mud on your back and raise so many aquatic plants, Yinglong seems to have been dormant at the bottom of the lake for a long time and has not moved too much.

However, it is really strange. When I met the villagers of Jian'an Village in Rehe, the civilizations of the two sides were only two thousand years apart, and they could not communicate with each other in language. Yinglong should have been here more than 4,000 years ago, far away from the human world, but still able to use contemporary language. It is really incredible.

So, Pu Zixuan asked in surprise: "God Yinglong, can you understand what I said?"

Like the dragon I encountered before, Yinglong curiously stretched out his long body after seeing Pu Zixuan and slowly circled around Pu Zixuan. While he was circling around, he continued to make an old voice: "Language is just a tool for communication. As the dragon clan, I will talk to you directly with my mind. Who are you? Why can you emit blue light as you are a member of the demon world?"

After hearing Yinglong's words, Pu Zixuan noticed that although he was talking, his mouth was not open at all. However, since the sound was transmitted in the water, it was impossible to judge which part of his body it was emitted very clearly.

In any case, after understanding that he could communicate with Yinglong without any barriers, Pu Zixuan felt relieved and responded frankly: "Yes, I am not a member of the demon world. My name is Pu Zixuan. I was originally a purifying messenger. In order to be able to breathe in the water, I used some external force to turn myself into a crocodile."

"Purification Messenger?" Ying Long was stunned, "I miss you so much. I have seen this blue light in some old friends. Now, do you call this kind of person who is close to God a purification Messenger?"

It seems that the "old friend" mentioned by Yinglong naturally refers to Xuanyuan Huangdi and the Tiannu Ba. Moreover, from his rhetorical question, although he can achieve "mental communication" with other creatures as a dragon clan, once the noun the other party says exceeds his cognition, he will still find it difficult to understand.

So, Pu Zixuan explained in words that Yinglong could understand: "Yes, my identity was indeed called a person close to God in your era, 4,600 years ago."

"Four thousand six hundred years..." Ying Long was stunned again, and his tone became melancholy, "So, 4,600 years have passed by using your human calculation method? Do you still remember what happened in that era and know my existence... It seems that although the life of individual humans is much shorter than that of the demon world, the entire tribe really has a kind of vitality that is incomparable to the demon world... However, I only care about one thing. There is a woman named Tiannv Ba in your world who once asked me to dream of me, saying that she has a long life and is going to come to this Crescent Spring to find me and spend the rest of her life with me. Do you know her?"

"To be honest, I have to work hard to find your traces under the Crescent Spring. It is because I know some facts related to you and the Heavenly Nv Ba that I come to seek your help..." Speaking of this, Pu Zixuan paused, and after clarifying his thoughts in his heart, he said seriously, "Let me tell the answer first. I know the Heavenly Nv Ba, and she does have a long life, but to be more precise, she has actually died long ago. After she died, she became a monster, and thus has a long life..."

Yinglong's body trembled suddenly. When he returned to the front of Pu Zixuan, he stopped swirling and stared at the "little guy". He first looked forward to it, and then asked in a complaining tone: "Since that's the case, why didn't she come to Wu? Is it because he was worried that Wu thought she had become a monster? Or did she think that Wu was too old and could no longer deserve her?"

"I'm sorry, not either." Pu Zi Changxuan sighed, "The monster she turned into is called Hanba. It seems that he has nothing to do with Tiannuba. That Hanba is not only a male monster, but also has an extremely evil personality. He is a zombie monster crawling out of her grave more than a thousand years after Tiannuba died. For more than three thousand years, it has brought too many disasters to the world."

After hearing this, Yinglong's body trembled uncontrollably. He should have difficulty accepting the reality that the Heavenly Girl Ba is no longer in the world, and he could not believe that his dream lover would become an enemy of human beings. After being stunned for a while, he actually made a "whimper" cry.

Although the sound was very harsh when the ears came from the water, Pu Zixuan immediately distinguished it. This was the tragic sound of Mingsha Mountain.

As Long Xueru said, Yinglong was waiting for the Heavenly Girl in the Crescent Spring for thousands of years, whenever he missed the other person and felt deep in love, he would cry so hard. His divine power was filled with grief and anger, and had already infected this vast desert without realizing it.

And the reason why the desert no longer made any wails from a certain moment on the eve of the night was not difficult to judge that Yinglong fell into a deep sleep.

After a while, Ying Long recovered, stopped crying and asked lonely: "Where is he? I have to go and see it myself, otherwise, just by your words, I will not believe it."

"He is near the Crescent Spring, but the exact location is in the body of Mirage Dragon, a city called Eternal City. If you want to see him, you either have to let Mirage Dragon spit out the Eternal City, or you have to enter Mirage Dragon's body. This is why I came to find you. Do you have the ability to let Mirage Dragon spit out the Eternal City, or send us into his body?"

"Is Mirage Dragon? That guy is a thousand years older than me, and he is not dead yet, haha..." Hearing Mirage Dragon's name, Ying Long actually chuckled and teased, "However, Mirage Dragon is a very willful guy. The more he doesn't want to do, the more he will fight you, so it is absolutely impossible to let him spit out the things he eats. As for sending you into his body... Sorry, I'm very old, and it's very difficult to leave the lake. I'm afraid I don't have that ability."

"Hey hey hey, this is not the temperament that the legendary master Yinglong should have..." Seeing that Yinglong's attitude was so depressed, Pu Zixuan quickly cheered him up and said, "Didn't you say that the Mirage Dragon is a thousand years older than you? He is still alive, so how can you get the so-called aging?"

Yinglong slowly adjusted his body, as if he was deliberately trying to show an old look, and then responded in a deep voice: "Four thousand six hundred years ago, when I was fighting Chiyou, Chiyou once said to me: The lifespan of monsters is at most five thousand years, and the lifespan of our dragon clan is ten thousand years. At that time, I had lived for more than five thousand years. After I separated from the Heavenly Nv Ba, I came alone to this desert to live in seclusion, allowing time to erode my life. I don't know how long it took, but I gradually felt exhausted. I thought that the ten thousand years had arrived, so I just lay at the bottom of the lake, waiting for the arrival of eternal silence. Since you said that it had been 4,600 years since that battle, it also confirmed that my age had reached about ten thousand years. I was so tired, I really wanted to rest..."

Pu Zixuan immediately understood that in fact, this Yinglong should have a lifespan of more than 10,000 years like the Mirage Dragon, and even achieved eternal life. However, after listening to Chi You's nonsense, he kept giving himself psychological hints, and he became old without realizing it.

More importantly, Pu Zixuan understands how it feels like to miss someone hard, even if he is dead or alive. Yinglong has been suffering for thousands of years, so how can he not be physically and mentally exhausted?

Judging from the silt and water plants accumulated on his back, the time Yinglong was lying motionless at the bottom of the lake probably had to be calculated using "years".

This is not aging? It is fatigue? It is clearly because of the lack of desire for life and the heart is ashamed!

The tragedy that has lasted for thousands of years in Mingsha Mountain, you are so respectable, alasing, but so pitiful, sad!
Chapter completed!