"What exactly is this havoc you speak of?" Han Qianqian asked.
"Shit, if you ask me, who am I going to ask? Legends, are you out of your mind? It's a legend, it's not like I've fucking experienced it." The devil dragon was depressed beyond belief, but it was quickly swept away, "Think about it, such a heavenly maiden reincarnated in a body, what the hell are you waiting for if you don't get on?"
"Boy, I thought this was really just a legend, but I didn't expect that when you touched that woman just now, I felt an unusually strange aura coming from her, very similar to the record inside my dragon's treasure, grandmother, I now know that there is actually a reincarnation of the Heavenly Maiden in this world."
"I say Han Qianqian, you kid is fucking rich." The Devil Dragon shouted excitedly.
The Devil Dragon was incomparably excited, but apparently Han Qianqian wasn't the least bit interested in listening to him chanting there, his mind was now full of mush.
First, a poor man hadn't figured it out yet, and he had wanted to ask what the Holy Body was all about to see if he could find some clues, but before he could find any clues, he was directly dumbfounded by the origin of this Holy Body.
It was all ancient, could it be, that the ancient Mangal really existed?
Is it a coincidence that the legends in the true and false just happened to really appear at the same time.
And or ...... is not as simple as coincidence?!
"Then do you know about the Poor Man?" Han Qianqian asked.
"Poor Qi?" The devil dragon froze, then generally elaborated on what he knew about this thing, and other than not being as surprised as the lynx dragon, the rest of the information was almost identical to what the lynx dragon had said.
It seemed that it was all just talking about the same legend.
"You're saying that there's a poorchurch in that woman's body?" The devil dragon asked strangely after hearing Han Qianqian's words.
Han Qianqian nodded, "It's the size of gravel, but I can't deal with it, which is really strange."
"Poor Qi is also called Prison Fire Poor Qi, itself is both good and evil, is a god, beast and devil three bodies for and mixed, it is a time bomb, is it ......" The devil dragon suddenly fell into deep thought.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm not sure, just a guess, may be involved with the body of the holy level, but I still need to think seriously, I'm not sure yet!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the demonic dragon took the initiative to shield Han Qianqian.
Han Qianqian was dumbfounded on the spot, what kind of operation was this?
What does this mean?
I came to you with a problem, and then you left me, the one who took the initiative to find you, hanging?
However, the Magic Dragon had already "gone offline", so Han Qianqian could only withdraw his divine sense and return to reality even though he was speechless.
"What's up? Three Thousand!" When he saw Han Qianqian open his eyes, Lin Long hurriedly asked in an urgent voice.
Han Qianqian shook his head and let out a long sigh, "After asking for half a day, I only know that this holy body is some so-called goddess of your dragon tribe, the Green Clothed Heavenly Maiden?"
"Green-clothed Heavenly Maiden?" Lin Long froze.
"You don't know? That guy said you knew."
Lin Long shook his head, "The devil dragon was born far longer than me, if we are talking about seniority, he is considered my ancestor, maybe ...... may know more than me."
Hearing this, Han Qianqian was speechless, "Shit, it seems like I was planning to ask you what the heck your dragon tribe's dragon emperor is, and it's the same as bullshitting for nothing?"
Lin Long laughed and rubbed his head awkwardly, but in the next second, he suddenly raised his head and said with a straight face, "What did you just ask me about the comer?"
Han Qianqian rolled his eyes in disgust, not bothering to pay attention to this bastard.
"You just asked me about the Dragon Emperor of our Dragon Clan?" Han Qianqian didn't say anything, but at this moment, the Lin Long came up to ask himself.
But just as Han Qianqian was about to continue to ignore him, at this moment the Lin Long opened his mouth, "Hey, if you want to ask this, then I'll have endless things to say."
Han Qianqian looked at him like he had seen a ghost, are you fucking kidding me?
"Hurry up and say it!"