"Hahaha, so, do you think you understand what you live?" Qianhen raised his eyebrows very freely, and smiled, and asked everyone who was following Long Junchen, who would not think of asking questions. Long Junchen's life was well planned and had plans. It can be said that he was smart. In the eyes of others, he must be a wise man. He has always been plotting against others, but others have never been able to trick him. However, Qianhen asked such a question. Qianhen smiled a little stiffly, but he felt that Long Junchen was really a wonderful person. He had a transcendent strength and even envied ordinary people. However, Qianhen felt a sneer in his heart. If you have the ability, give me all these strengths and be an ordinary person yourself?

The word power, or strength, seems simple, but it is like a drug. After eating, it is difficult to get rid of it. Although Long Junchen is sober, he knows very well that his boss's discomfort is brought to him by these transcendent strengths, he is reluctant to reduce the strength in his hands. On the one hand, he is used to the benefits of strong strength. On the other hand, in order to protect himself and protect others, he needs these strong strengths.

"No, I think I live a very confused life, I just seem to know this world. Perhaps, I don't know what is hidden behind this world?" Long Junchen sighed in anger, looked at Qianhen with a squint, and said with a headache: "There is another question, why do we want the humans in this world to conceal the fact that there is a dragon clan in this world? If everyone comes to protect it, wouldn't it be easier?"

"You think it's too tiring to bear this secret by one person." Qianhen sipped the tea gently, smiled slightly, and poked Long Junchen's words. He thought about it, put the teacup on the table, and then said: "For thousands of years, although our dragon guards and dragon slayers have always had a feud, our hostile parties have reached an invisible consensus in a tacit way to conceal the fact that there are dragon clans in this world. We have never been willing to publish these secrets. The reasons are very complicated. For dragon slayers or dragon guards, they do not seem to want ordinary people to get involved in these events. There may be many reasons, but the most important thing is that no one wants to shake human understanding of this world, right?"

Qianhen sighed softly, and the beauty gradually grew old. He spread his hands helplessly and said with great distress: "Help, ordinary humans and our dragon protectors have completely different understandings of the world. These humans have been living with their beliefs for many years. If this belief is broken, no one knows what will happen. This may directly lead to the changes in our human civilization, whether to reproduce or destroy. No one knows, no one dares to think about it or try. We dragon protectors cannot afford it, and those dragon slayers cannot afford it."

Long Junchen shook his head and looked at the dripping rain outside the pavilion, frowned, feeling that the muffin he chewed in his mouth became particularly bitter. He smiled bitterly and said, "So, there is no other way? Only those of us can keep this secret together, even if it is, we have to bear such great pressure?"

"Let's relax, there is actually no need to think so much. I think this is not good now? Don't treat it as a task or an entertainment activity, isn't it the same?" Qianhen smiled and comforted him reluctantly, but he didn't know whether he wanted to perfunctory Long Junchen or to comfort himself.

Qianhen didn't know if Long Junchen had listened to his words, and coughed twice, sat up straight like a philosopher, stroked his beard as a teacher, and then said: "Isn't this what a person's life like in this life? Thinking about tomorrow's situation will probably be like today and the day after tomorrow, it will be like tomorrow. So, maybe the life of an ordinary person is so ordinary, and he will continue like this in this life until he finally eats earth like thousands of fallen leaves. People eat earth for a lifetime, and eat earth for a lifetime. Finally, closing their eyes and opening their eyes again may be the next life. The life of fallen leaves may be just for returning to the roots, but isn't returning to the roots a very happy thing? What do you think, hahaha." Qianhen smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at Long Junchen who had been sitting aside without saying a word.

Long Junchen was unwilling to discuss this issue of life and death. After all, he had not lived yet, so he waved his hand a little irritatedly, not wanting to continue this boring topic. He lay on the chair and listened carefully to the subtle and inaudible sound of the spring rain moistening the earth. The pavilion gradually became quiet, and Long Junchen ate a muffin again, changed the topic and said: "By the way, this time the Eternal Sheep Hunter tribe took action to help us without warning, Qian Deacon, do you know, what's going on?"

Long Junchen gently tapped the table with one hand, rubbed his somewhat sore eyebrows, and asked about the trouble that had been bothering him. Since that day, Zuxiang returned to Daze. Cui Liewo was seriously injured and sent to the hospital for secret treatment by Qianhen. For Long Junchen, no one helped him solve his biggest trouble about the Eternal Hunting Humans. It was like the black fog that never dissipated all year round on the Black Mist Mountains. Following him, he climbed up to his body and kept lingering in his mind.

In the drizzle, Qianhen turned his head to Long Junchen, folded his hands on his chest, and put them on his chest for a while, then he spoke: "The Dragon Clan is the supreme miracle animal. In their world, all other beast tribes and humans, and the external things in the world belong to the foreign faction, which is far from their original sect. Because of their own bloodline worship, other beast tribes have an instinctive belief and respect for the dragon tribe. The beast tribe with strong bloodlines is like the Ghost Phoenix tribe, and may still resist this pressure from the bloodline instinct, but the tribes native to the Great Scene, such as the Eternal Hunting Sheep Clan, do not have such obvious bloodline power, and they have no resistance to the superior aura of the dragon tribe. Simply put, in their hearts, you are the king, and they want to embrace you as king!"

"Embring me as king?" Long Junchen slowly pinched his fist, and a burning light flashed in his pupils as if he was king's land.

The spring is strong, the moon is on the eyebrows, and the return is even stronger, like a dog returning home, snatching his tongue, Long Junchen drove a Porsche, not swaying, but just ran wildly on the long street in silence, leaving the strong wind behind in a free manner. Long Junchen didn't know how long it took, but finally entered Yinhai City under the reminder of GPS...
Chapter completed!