Male God Please Lie Down

Perhaps according to common sense, these are very correct.

But because of Long Aotian, everything is variable.

A big variable.

"Song Daoyou, why is his face still not worried, but still have any worries?"

Yuwen Wuji knows everything by himself.

"Long Aotian!"

Song Qingming looked at him and said the name faintly.

"Long Aotian must be a powerful character, otherwise he wouldn't let the ancestor Tianyang be accepted as an apprentice."

Yuwen Wuji couldn't help but smile wryly.

Song Qingming didn't say a word, let's not say that he would repeat the plot for the original owner, so that Long Aotian would be forever.

Even with so many lives in the princess mansion, she would not end well for Long Aotian.

It's just that the disparity between the enemy and ourselves is really a bit different, and I still have to cultivate well.

"In a few days, it will be the competition of the academy. You must never confront Long Aotian."

Song Qingming's advice is very sincere.

"good!"

Yuwen Wuji also felt the difference between Long Aotian, and at this time Song Qingming said so, he was more cautious.

It is still possible for the Yuwen family to change the number of games.

"Long Aotian gave it to me in the end."

Song Qingming's eyes closed slightly.

On the outside, when is the time to report injustices, don’t get to this interface to talk about the next interface.

So in the competition field, she will teach Long Aotian to be a good person!

In short, there is no eye.

However, the most urgent task is to practice well.

Song Qingming stood up, "I'm going back to retreat to practice, and I will leave it to you about the game."

"Friend Song, don't worry!"

Yuwen Wuji stood up and gave a gift to Song Qingming.

Song Qingming left, went straight back to his residence, used a formation, and then stepped into the space.

After arriving in the space, the black dragon also came down from her wrist and stuck it on the wall, like a picture scroll on the wall.

"Heilong, you and I are already one at this time, can you tell me something between you and the golden dragon in Long Aotian's hands."

Song Qingming raised his eyes and looked at it, his eyes were clear, without a trace of impurities.

"We belong to the Dragon Clan, and we are even a brother. He is an older brother who naturally controls the destiny of the whole clan, but he is not born with the secrets of the Dragon Clan, and I will! Then he doesn't want his status to be hindered. So I trapped me. In this square inch of land, I need a strong person. The stronger that person is, the stronger I will be... In this way, I can return to the dragon clan."

When Heilong said, there seemed to be a raging fire in his eyes.

"According to you, your brother should still be in the Dragon Clan, so how could he be on that sword of Long Aotian?"

Song Qingming was very puzzled.

"Perhaps doing too many bad things, but also having consequences like me, worse than me, can only live in the sword and become the soul of the sword."

The black dragon laughed loudly at this moment.

Seeing that it is not good, it feels relieved.

"..."

Seeing the look of Heilong, Song Qingming was also drunk.

"How can you return to the dragon clan?"

Song Qingming asked again.

"Just in the real spirit world, after you wait for the Nascent Soul, we can go to the previous interface, the primitive spirit world...there is a multi-racial interface, there are dragons, elves, and arakkoa..."

Heilong recalled, with longing in his eyes.