"Um?"

"Little guy, the perception is very good."

Just as Chu Yun was thinking about it, a low voice suddenly sounded from Chu Yun's mind.

who?

Chu Yun frowned immediately, then turned around and looked at Ronghua behind him.

But Ronghua's expression was not strange, and she was still standing there quietly as before, without saying a word.

It seems that the sound is not Ronghua. And Ronghua should not have been heard.

Who will it be?

Is it really this half-dragon?

"No need to look for it, I'm at your feet."

"Red scale golden-eyed dragon?" Chu Yun was surprised that this half-dragon had really enlightened his mind and could even talk to people.

"Yeah." The dragon nodded in a low voice, his words were filled with the vicissitudes of time, as if it was ringing from the eternal prehistoric place.

"Little guy, I feel a bit familiar in you."

"But it's very vague, vague."

"Can you tell me what that is?" The red-scaled golden-eyed dragon talked with Chu Yun with his spiritual sense, so Ronghua next to him did not feel anything unusual. In his eyes, Chu Yun was still sitting quietly.

"Hmm? A familiar breath?" Chu Yun pondered for a moment, "You mean, the Nine Palace Sword Art?"

Chu Yun didn't intend to hide it, and he couldn't hide it. It would be better to be honest and gain a favor.

"It's true." Chu Yun's words made the entire dragon body tremble. Chu Yun clearly felt that the originally calm heart of the half-dragon was also waving violently like waves.

"Well, what happened?"

"Is there an enemy?"

The sudden tremor of the golden dragon made Ronghua's tiger body come in an instant, and he immediately became alert, his aura burst out with a bang, and his old eyes also glanced at the surroundings solemnly.

The red-scale golden-eyed dragon is unfathomable. What happened? Even it was so moving.

Ronghua was still vigilantly scanning the surroundings, while Chu Yun was still talking to the Golden Dragon.

"Little guy, I just suspected that the aura on your body was the Nine Palace Sword Art, it seems that it is true."

"So, you have met my master."

"Is he okay?"

The words of the red scales and golden-eyed dragon made Chu Yun stunned.

Because when Jinlong talked about that person, his words were full of attachment, like a lost child, and finally found the whereabouts of his parents.

Chu Yun never expected that so many years have passed, and the giant dragon has entered its twilight years since childhood. But Chu Yun could hear that its attachment and longing for its owner had not weakened at all.

What kind of feelings can be so mellow after tens of millions of years?

Compared with it, people in this world are afraid that they will feel inferior to themselves.

"Are you talking about the ancestor emperor?" Chu Yun asked tentatively.

The dragon nodded again, and inexplicable light flashed in the golden longan eyes.

What kind of gaze was that, with excitement and joy, but with expectation, with a little fear.

Its owner has disappeared for nearly ten thousand years. Over the years, it has been struggling to search for the news about its owner and the whereabouts of its owner. But as time goes by, it actually begins to be afraid, afraid of hearing his news, and afraid of knowing his current situation.

It was really scared and heard the news of its master's death.

"Do you really want to listen?"

Chu Yun seemed to feel the contradiction and fear in the dragon's heart, but asked again.

The dragon hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded.

"Um."

"Since you have met it, let's talk." The dragon replied slowly.

"When I met him, the ancestor emperor had already fallen, and all that was left was only a strand of spiritual consciousness. Later, after I was lucky enough to obtain his inheritance, that strand of spiritual consciousness dissipated."

When Chu Yun said this, he obviously felt the dragon's body trembling slightly and making a low buzz.

Are you crying?

Chu Yun didn't know either.

Because he has never seen what dragons look like when they cry, will they cry?

"Are you okay?"

Feeling the rich sadness that suddenly swept over, Chu Yun couldn't bear it and asked with concern.

The golden dragon said nothing, but the dragon body that was originally moving forward suddenly rose, and penetrated into the sky like a magical sword.

"Dragon Emperor, are you?"

Ronghua was stunned at that time. The golden dragon suddenly rose straight and was unable to make a mistake. Ronghua was thrown directly from the dragon's body by the giant dragon, and his whole body smashed down on the ground like a cannonball.

Ronghua is just the strength of the first tribulation. It may be okay to control the air for a short time, but this is a thousand meters high. The higher the altitude, the greater the pressure on the heaven and earth. At this height, the glory cannot control the air at all, and can only fall to the end in despair.

Ronghua almost cried.

What's wrong with this Dragon Emperor? Could it be that he was killed by falling to death?

"But Chu Yun, I'm afraid he's going to be killed, right?"

Chu Yun is only able to turn the Yuan power. If he falls at this height, even if his body is iron-clad, he will definitely die.

The fact was just as Ronghua expected. When the red-scaled golden-eyed dragon suddenly ran away, Chu Yun was also scared crazy.

He grabbed the pair of dragon horns desperately and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Damn, are you crazy?"
Chapter completed!