Long Junchen took a deep breath, and a drop of dew on the ground moistened his eyebrows. After doing this, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Only then did he realize that Qianhen was looking at him with a surprised look. Long Junchen waited for a while, but saw that Qianhen did not speak, but looked embarrassed. He just smiled with his lips and walked to the side with his hands behind his back.

Qianhen looked at Long Junchen's back with his hands behind his back, coughed twice, followed him with a bitter smile on his wrinkled face, "Sir Guardian, are you okay? Your face is not very good."

Long Junchen glanced at Qianhen next to him, and was slightly stunned. He looked up again at the sky where Yu Tongtong and Chu Liuyun disappeared. Yes, he was sure in his heart that he had already subjectively thought that the black shadow was Yu Tongtong. Long Junchen took a deep breath, staring at Qianhen on the side with a calm and sharp look, and said to the latter in a deep voice: "Deacon Qian, tell me the truth, can people become dragons?"

"Master Guardian, what do you mean?" Qianhen heard Long Junchen's words, his smirk that had not yet spread evenly solidified on his face. His whole face was filled with shock and panic. He didn't know why Long Junchen asked such a question, and his tight muscles began to twitch.

Seeing Qianhen reacting like this, Long Junchen sighed, but gently patted the old man on the shoulder and said to Qianhen, "Okay, Deacon Qian, let's change the question. Do you think he is a human, or some strange species, such as dragon?"

"Boom--" Qianhen's head felt like he was hit hard by something heavy. He had thought about the suspiciousness of the black shadow just now, and even, he thought about it, but he was unwilling to admit the existence of such a species.

In fact, they and the dragon protectors have also received some rumors. In a remote mountain village, there is a very hidden dragon blood magma that has not been active for many years. However, in the past few years, the dragon blood magma has been active four times in a row. At the last time, the dragon blood magma burst out with shocking energy, enough to distort the energy of the space. The dragon blood magma and a small village around them have disappeared out of thin air.

The statue of a snake-headed gentleman guarding the door of the Dragon Blood Cave turned into a spiritual sense in the rolling smoke and spread in the air, predicting that in this world, a dragon transformer, a creature between dragons, is more lonely and more lonely than dragons. He has no friends, neither humans nor dragons will recognize such a mutant existence. He lives in the world, but has no place to live, and turns into a ghost, a shadow, and a gust of wind.

Long Junchen's face was solemnly absorbing the changes on Qianhen's face. He knew in his heart that Qianhen must have something to hide from him. He didn't say anything, but just stared at Qianhen calmly, waiting for the latter to resume breathing.

Qianhen in front of him was like a drowning person, as if his breathing was about to stop in the next second. Long Junchen was very sure what Qianhen knew, at least, much more than he knew.

Long Junchen subconsciously coughed twice, awakening Qianhen from the shocked panic. Qianhen looked at the expression on Long Junchen's face, and didn't know how to speak for a while. He calmed down. He waved his hand to the deacons around him, and said sternly as if he was blowing his beard and staring: "What are you guys, what are you doing? What should you do? There is such a big hole on your head. Don't you wait for the people outside to clean up the situation inside? Also, how is the situation of Black Seed? Go and check it out quickly.

Take a look! The disability of this battle, the dragon protectors died and were injured, and these numbers must be reported to me immediately. Lao Qian, go and do it immediately, verify and summarize it for me; by the way, have you figured out the origin of this group of people? Ah, why are you still standing there stupidly? Check me where this group of dragon slayers emerged, how did they know that Black Devour would be here? Also, check how Chu Liuyun, grandma, and how could the swordsman in the world interfere in the dragon slaying? Check me, check me!!"

Qianhen shouted sternly, his eyes wide open, as if he was about to spit out of his sockets, and his mouth seemed to be spraying with fire. Those deacons dared not speak, one and two monkeys that burned their butts, repairing the holes, inspecting the wounded, observing the black celestial, observing the black celestial, investigating Chu Liuyun's investigation, all of them were well-trained, and they quickly became serious in their original work, as if nothing had happened just now, just like a big stone fell from the sky and smashed a hole here, that's all.

Long Junchen knew that Qianhen's loud scolding was, on the one hand, to send away some good people and those who should not know the truth of this matter. On the other hand, it was because of himself and his inner fear. He wanted to speak loudly or even roar to cover up his inner fear. Long Junchen pulled Qianhen's corner of his clothes and signaled him to talk to him. Qianhen nodded and followed Long Junchen like pounding garlic, like a child who had done something wrong.

"What do you know?" Long Junchen raised his head slightly and looked at Qianhen condescendingly. He asked his own question concisely. Long Junchen knew that these people were definitely not hypocritical about their timid appearance. It was derived from blood ties and bone marrow. They instinctively regarded Long Junchen as the superior. Long Junchen was never a polite person. Since you regarded me as your grandson, I definitely couldn't pretend to be a grandson. Therefore, Long Junchen's tone was not polite at all, and he did not have any respect because of Qianhen's age. This passage was completely a commanding tone.

"Recently, a dragon transformer appeared on the mainland of China. The so-called dragon transformer..." Qianhen told Long Junchen all the stories of the dragon transformer to Long Junchen in a vague manner, including the origin of the dragon transformer, the dragon blood magma, the disappearing village, and the prophecy of the snake-headed gentleman. Although Qianhen had been carefully observing Long Junchen's expression while speaking, the latter was like an ice sculpture, without squinting his eyes, but staring straight at a stone in the distance, with deep and distant eyes. Qianhen finished talking timidly. Seeing that Long Junchen had no reaction, he waited for a moment, the latter still did not respond. He could only bit the bullet and asked weakly, "Guardian, Guardian, you..."
Chapter completed!