Fighter of the Destiny

Quiet, absolute quiet, extremely long quiet, no sound of wind, no sound of dripping water, no sound of breathing. Both the black dragon and Chen Changsheng held their breath and remained silent, as if they were nervous, and this nervousness seemed to come from finally Saw hope.

The hope of the black dragon is unknown. Chen Changsheng's hope is naturally to stay away from death. When he saw the black dragon's whiskers slowly rising, it came to him silently, and gently pressed it against his eyebrows. He couldn't be sure. What exactly happens later.

The place where the dragon's beard meets the dragon's jaw is extremely thick and gradually becomes thinner. The front end is about the same thickness as a human tail finger. It looks a bit sharp. Its surface is as dark as night, but it is as transparent as jade, with a hint of black inside. The light and dust are rolling like clouds.

The tip of the dragon's beard did not seem to touch the center of his eyebrows. They were so close that it was impossible to tell whether they touched or not with the naked eye. Chen Changsheng became more and more nervous. He had just returned from the edge of death and was more likely to feel fear. He held The hand on the sword hilt sweated a lot, and was quickly frozen into frost by the low temperature of the environment.

Quietly, the black dragon's whiskers touched his eyebrows gently.

The feeling was strange, not sticky and scary, slightly cool and refreshing, but it made him wake up and vaguely understand what the black dragon meant.

That's let him continue.

Chen Changsheng did not hesitate and said the second word - it was still the words in the last volume of the Three Thousand Volumes of the Great Dao.

The pronunciation of this word is still very weird, and it is extremely difficult to pronounce it. Even though the cold snow is covering his face, he can clearly see that his face is a little red and his lips are a little white. It seems that speaking this word has consumed him. Great mind.

The black dragon beard fluttered gently, and the dark tip shrank and flicked in front of his eyebrows, and then tapped his eyebrows again.

Chen Changsheng understood, so he said the third word, then the fourth word, then the fifth word...

As those strange syllables came out of his lips, his mind was rapidly exhausted and he became weaker and weaker, but at the same time, he felt that the chill around him was gradually fading away. After saying more than ten words, the warmth finally returned again. into your own organs.

The black dragon's eyes were still indifferent, but the dragon's beard shrank and bounced back faster and faster, shining out countless black lines under the light of the night pearl, and finally seemed to bear countless flowers, and each of those flowers was the flower of the heart. , is in full bloom.

Chen Changsheng felt its joy, and had some lingering fears. The dozen or so Longyin syllables he spoke were not in the order of the last volume of the Three Thousand Dao Zang, but were randomly selected from the 1,601 words. , should not be organized into sentences, but unexpectedly the dragon understood it.

He did this because of the caution hidden in his bones. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong. Now it seems that it shouldn't be a big problem.

The black dragon's beard gradually stopped, slowly left his eyebrows, and gently touched his hand holding the dagger without any hostility.

Chen Changsheng accurately received the signal from the other party and finally relaxed completely.

The moment when he was shrouded by the shadow of death finally passed, and the long-term terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared. His mind changed with the environment. The frost covering his body disintegrated and fell, and the dust accumulated from nowhere fell along the fabric of his clothes. Gaps splashed into the air.

He had been extremely nervous since he opened the stone door. He only knew that he saw a giant black dragon, but it was not until this moment that he could really see what the giant black dragon looked like. To be more precise, it was only now that he dared to take a closer look. He looked at the giant black dragon.

This is a giant black frost dragon.

Even among the Dragon Clan, this is the most advanced existence, a legendary divine object, with the same status as the Golden Dragon and the Nine Heavenly Dragon.

However, unlike the description of the Mysterious Frost Dragon in myths and legends as cruel and easy to kill, but also likes to be clean and as charming and beautiful as the night, Chen Changsheng actually saw a lot of dust on the body of this black dragon, and even some dust. A lot of broken dragon scales arrived!

Those dragon scales were about to fall off and looked extremely ugly, like a dead fish belly.

Chen Changsheng was surprised. If the description of the Xuanshuang giant in Daozang and the legend was correct, then how could it become like this? As a teenager with a slight mysophobia, he knew very well that he valued a clean life extremely and could not tolerate such a situation.

What surprised him even more was that as the cold gradually receded and the light faded away, he actually saw two extremely thick iron chains behind the black dragon. Those two iron chains locked the back of the black dragon tightly. The two dragon claws dug deeply into the dragon scales, which looked extremely terrifying!

This black dragon turns out to be... not the lonely guardian of the Great Zhou Palace, but a prisoner!

The surface of the two iron chains was covered with countless layers of frost, but it was unknown what material they were made of, and there were no signs of breaking at all. Presumably, it was definitely not an ordinary thing to be able to imprison a giant black frost dragon underground.

The other ends of the two chains are on the wall.

It was a stone wall about several hundred feet high, with a huge painting carved on it. The pastels on the painting had been eroded by the years, but you could still clearly see what was painted. There were no famous scenery on the painting, only two personal.

Two vicious people.

The stone wall is very high, and the painting is very large. The two people in the painting are naturally very tall, like gods. They are wearing armor, one is holding a mace, and the other is holding a long whip. Their eyebrows are as majestic as gods, and their gazes are full of pride.

Chen Changsheng knows these two people, and everyone living on this continent knows these two people, because these two people are still hanging on the main entrance of every house, and these two people are the door gods.

The door gods are not gods, but real people. They were the two most powerful generals around Emperor Taizong of the Zhou Dynasty.

One of the divine generals was named Qin Chong, and the other divine general was named Yu Gong.

These two god generals followed Emperor Taizong in battles throughout their lives, from the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty to the final defeat of the demons. Although they were not as accomplished as Wang Zhice, they were still more powerful and ferocious. Their strength was unfathomable. They had already entered the stage in their prime. From the holy realm, he is a truly peerless strong man.

They are both divine generals, but these two are countless times more powerful than the current divine generals on the continent.

The iron chain binding the black dragon was tied to the stone wall, and it happened to be held in the hands of the two god generals in the picture.

Such an arrangement naturally makes sense.

Seeing these pictures, Chen Changsheng vaguely confirmed that this black dragon should have been captured during the reign of Emperor Taizong.

He thought about that turbulent era, thought about the strong men of the year who were about to turn into fairy tales, or even turned into fairy tales, and thought about the portraits on Lingyan Pavilion, and he really sympathized with this black dragon.

Or maybe it was because of the humiliation and pressure given by the demons that humans burst out with unimaginable brilliance in that era. Countless strong men emerged one after another. Even beings like the Mysterious Frost Dragon were outnumbered and could only become miserable prisoners in the end. .

How many years have passed since the reign of Emperor Taizong?

How did this black dragon survive these long years in this cold, lonely and dark underground?

"You want to talk to me, right?" Chen Changsheng asked.

The black dragon's whiskers floated up again, brushing against the corner of his lips like a dragonfly touching water.

"I will only say that I don't understand the meaning of those words."

Chen Changsheng looked at it and said, "But, you can teach me."

The black dragon's eyes suddenly became extremely bright, brighter than the thousands of luminous pearls on the dome put together.

Chen Changsheng thought to himself, you can indeed understand human language, so if you want to communicate, I only need to learn the language of the dragon. He looked at the black dragon and continued: "I know that dragon language is difficult to learn, but I am a person who is very good at learning. , as long as you teach me patiently, I will definitely learn it."

At this moment, the black dragon suddenly let out a low roar.

Chen Changsheng was slightly startled.

The black dragon whiskers rose up without wind and tapped his forehead four times, as fast as lightning and as light as dust.

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly, thinking about what this meant.

The black dragon's whiskers tapped his eyebrows four more times, and at the same time, the black dragon let out a low roar again.

Chen Changsheng understood.

In the last sentence before, he said four words "I".

This is what the black dragon wanted to tell him.

"Me?" Chen Changsheng asked, pointing at himself.

Dragon language is extremely complex. Countless fragments in one syllable can be combined in countless ways. Different combinations express different meanings. To fully master it, it must be a very long process. He knew that there was something about me in that dragon roar, but it was definitely not just me, but... at least it was me.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's movements, the black dragon was startled for a moment, then suddenly began to roll!

Its huge body keeps rolling in the underground space, causing terrifying hurricanes!

At the same time, a strange sound kept coming from the black dragon's mouth.

From the time it was born more than a thousand years ago until now, it has never been so happy, and it doesn't know what kind of roar to greet it.

And for some reason, it must suppress howling and laughing.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak..."

It sounds a lot like a rat barking, which is very funny.

But there was great ecstasy inside.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what the black dragon had done back then and what crimes it had committed to be imprisoned by the Zhou Dynasty. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw that it was so ecstatic just because a human being could have the simplest communication with it. Be more sympathetic to the other person.

After an unknown amount of time, the black dragon finally stopped rolling in ecstasy and became quiet.

It looked at Chen Changsheng quietly, feeling his genuine sympathy, and its eyes gradually became gentle.

The black dragon beard floated up again, hanging in front of his eyebrows.

It waited for Chen Changsheng to speak again.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while, but what Heilong said was not what Hei Long wanted to hear.

"I know you really want to talk to someone...but not now. I have something very important that I need to leave right away."

The black dragon's eyes became cold again.

Chen Changsheng said solemnly: "I promise you, as long as this matter is finished, I will come to you, learn to talk to you, and talk to you."

Black Dragon's eyes were still cold, with a hint of teasing in them.

As a noble Xuanshuang dragon, it has been imprisoned by humans for so many years, and it will never forget what its father said to it.

——If humans can believe it, we should be the rulers of the world.

The Luoyu Whip was turned into the Shocking Rain Whip again. I'm sorry for Luoluo. By the way, what is the name of the black dragon? Can you call me Zhizhi? Zhizhi is a female author I like very much. Will I be beaten if I do this? But I really like this black dragon. I’m very tired today and the next chapter will be very late. You don’t have to wait. I’m going to walk the dog first. By the way, Chen Changsheng will give the black dragon a temporary name in the next chapter, but it won't be used in the future, so... just call it Zhizhi?