At this moment, Long Junchen suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at it, but found that Ning Feng'er, who was standing beside him, had fainted softly at some point. Long Junchen was shocked and thought something had happened to Ning Feng'er. The dragon-patterned bloodline immediately began to run wildly. However, Long Junchen was about to have an attack, but he found that Ning Feng'er's breathing was stable, and his chest was naturally rising and falling, as if he was just asleep. The blind man who had the white eyes was holding Ning Feng'er at this time and let her lean against the rock wall beside him. He smiled at Long Junchen with a very kind smile, even with a bit of compliment, but those eyes were really a bit cunning.

Long Junchen and the blind man looked at each other, feeling very uncomfortable, so he quickly looked away. He looked at the group of guys who had come out of nowhere, and his heart was in vain. The old men focused their eyes on Long Junchen, looking up and down without any hesitation, whispering, as if they regarded Long Junchen as a cherished animal.

One of them said with some emotion: "Hey, look at this little guy. I heard that this is the son of that boy Longlingtian. He is indeed much more handsome than him."

"Yes, that guy Longlingtian is not good, but he gave birth to such a beautiful son. He is not bad and promising. He is much better than his lazy guy."

"Oh my God, this kid's dragon-patterned bloodline is too pure. Could it be that he is really a real dragon-vein master?"

"Indeed, there seemed to be real dragon blood flowing in his body. I didn't respond correctly, right?"

Whispering sounds were heard one after another, and it seemed that they did not deliberately avoid Long Junchen and spoke loudly, as if they were afraid that Long Junchen would not be able to hear clearly.

Long Junchen looked unconscious and felt a little noisy, but he was desperately using his spiritual sense and Taoist heart to sense the background of these people. The only thing he could be sure of now was that there was no demonic energy, no corpse energy, no ghost energy, or even no death energy. In other words, these people are all living creatures, all living people!?

This is too ridiculous! Long Junchen only felt crazy and wanted to wake up his head. He widened his eyes. It was unimaginable that there were so many living people living in the ground hundreds of meters deep. Moreover, although these people were old, their eyes were shining with a bright look, and they were a little energetic. Could it be that they had really slept under the ground and woke up now?!!

"Sujing. Why are you quarreling?" At this time, a low voice sounded, and in the tomb, a man finally came out. He was a slender, tall and burly old man. His face buried in his beard could be considered a hero. His eyes were shining like candlelight. His dark green plaid shirt and dragging trousers had not been washed and replaced for a long time, and he looked a little sloppy. He was smoking a cigar, swallowing the clouds and fogs, and the smoke spread out, covering his face, making him look hazy and mysterious.

The few people who had just spoken closed their mouths tactfully when they heard the sloppy old man's scolding. In fact, except for speaking, they always had a cold expression on their faces. They just looked at Long Junchen with their eyes very seriously.

"There are all people here. The meeting begins. There are quite a lot of things we have to discuss today. Oh, Long Junchen, you kid is here too. I haven't seen your father in half a century. How about it, Longlingtian, is he okay?" The man who just made everyone calm just now sucked a cigar gently. He narrowed his eyes and held a cage steadily, which was covered by black cloth, and could not see clearly what was inside.

Long Junchen really didn't understand what was going on now, why did he start to get familiar with him? What is the beginning of a meeting? How could you, an old guy, call me my name directly? Do we know him? Also, I haven't seen my father in half a century, and my father is not old enough to be with an old guy like you for half a century, right? Oh my God, what's going on?

Long Junchen's thoughts were like countless fine lines tangled in his mind, and it was a mess. The sloppy old man seemed to not treat Long Junchen as an outsider at all. It seemed like he was just a child who came home from school in the evening. Oh my God, what are you doing!

The sloppy old man in the lead seemed to see the doubts and fear flashing in Long Junchen's eyes. He grabbed his beard and winked at the rest of the people. The rest of the people slowly retreated to the side. The old man walked over with a very slow step and stretched out a dry and wrinkled hand towards Long Junchen, "Hello, Long Junchen, my name is Qianhen, I am the boss here, hahaha."

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and when he smiled, he felt like he was carrying a broken blower, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Uh, that, are you humans?" Long Junchen scratched his scalp and shook hands with Qianhen, and asked this question naively. He has been afraid since he was a child. Unexpectedly, when he arrived in this cave, he lost the courage and confidence to control everything. All of this has exceeded all his cognition. He mustered up the courage to ask the biggest doubt in his heart.

"Hahaha, okay, it seems that Long Lingtian has never told you anything. This is fine. Now you seem to have the strength and strength to bear all this. Let's do this, let me tell you well, come with me." Qianhen shook his chin at Long Junchen. After saying that, he didn't wait for Long Junchen to answer, so he carried the cage with his other hand and slowly walked into the previous tomb chamber.

Long Junchen glanced at the people around him, but found that they all lowered their heads and hid their faces in the shadows. They didn't care about what happened in the field. Long Junchen pinched his fists, looked at Qianhen's disappearing back, took a deep breath, and followed quickly.

After entering the tomb, Long Junchen's perception was broken again. This was the third time he was shocked and the third time he felt lost his breath. He widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him with some fear.

At this time, he was actually in an empty seaside. The sea was faintly like the source of the underground river before. Qianhen stood with his hands behind his back and stood upright. A pair of pupils seemed to be filled with some kind of fire. He stared at the water calmly. A huge full moon slowly rose from the sea level, and the moonlight slapped the tide near the sea, sparkling.
Chapter completed!