"What is this place?" Chi Xiao Jian asked - Why did Song Shuhang know about this place?

"The home of the Thirteenth generation of Black Pupils." Song Shuhang's soul floated in the sky, looking at the castle built on the mountain, and replied softly.

In this Black Dragon world, only Ms. Kunna and Black Eye Thirteenth Generation.

The former is a ally + Longluo Will + which may have something to do with the fat ball boss.

The latter is an existence that Song Shuhang once dreamed of, although he only dreamed of his youth. During the dream, Song Shuhang obtained the complete "Black Dragon World Language Template" from the other party + a complete meditation method.

"Is it the boy in the Black Dragon World who finally broke through to the present world and then died?" asked Senior Chi Xiaojian. The boy was also an opportunity for Song Shuhang and others to come to the Black Dragon World.

Song Shuhang: "Well...yes, it's him."

"That boy is already cold, so why are you doing here?" Senior Chixiao Jian said in confusion.

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang said, "Actually, I just followed the feeling. Maybe the opportunity of a certain little golden elixir of mine would be here. I have such a feeling."

This may be the sixth sense of a man. I feel that there is something that can help him break through, and by the way, it can end a period of cause and effect with the "Black Eye Thirteenth Life".

"Okay, what are you going to do next?" said Senior Chixiao Sword.

Sometimes monks are so mysterious and mysterious + nerve meridians, and sometimes Chi Xiaozi will suddenly invade nerves. The higher the strength, the more times they invade nerves. Chi Xiaozi calls this "burying fate, burying cause and effect", while Chi Xiao Jian feels that this is a disease and needs to be cured.

"Let's go around." Song Shuhangdao.

After saying that, his soul and senior Chixiao Sword landed in the castle together.

When the landing reaches a certain height, several layers of magic defense barriers appear above the castle. This is a defense against the invasion of evil spirits and evil beasts.

However, with the Chixiao Sword guarding on the side, it can easily find flaws at this level of defensive barrier and bring Song Shuhang into the castle without knowing it.

"Thank you Senior Chixiao Sword," Song Shuhang said, "He is very grateful to Senior Chixiao Sword for being willing to protect his soul and run to such a far place.

Chixiao Sword: "It's a simple task, don't forget to give me a few big swords when you look back."

"No problem." Song Shuhang smiled.

The interior space of the castle is very large...but the architectural style is very similar to the Dragon Blood Tribe of the old patriarch. This should be the unified architectural hobby of the Dragon Blood Tribe.

Song Shuhang floated aimlessly inside the castle.

The soul has one advantage, it can escape through walls and avoid rushing around without going around in circles.

Following his intuition, Song Shuhang's soul finally arrived at a lawn located southwest of the castle.

There was a boy about four years old on the lawn, carrying a spear and waving it vigorously.

The boy should be a "mixed-blood boy". Except for a circle of dragon scales on his wrist and several dragon scales at his eyes, the rest of his body parts are no different from humans in the Black Dragon World.

The black and thin boy, waving a spear with difficulty, always reminds people of the existence of pitiful child labor.

Song Shuhang's soul stopped.

He looked at the thin and dark boy, and a feeling of closeness surged in his heart.

"That's right, the cause and effect are on him." Song Shuhang said softly.

This sense of closeness should be the sequelae of his dream of "Black Eye Thirteenth Life". Just like after he dreamed of Taoist Li Tiansu's life, he would have a similar "father" to Li Yinzhu.

"Who is this boy?" Chi Xiao Jian asked.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought for a while, guessing: "It should be the son of the Black Pupil Thirteenth generation? Although the Black Pupil Thirteenth generation is known as the strongest among the younger generation of Dragon Blood Clan warriors, he also has the strength of level 5. His real age is not young, so it is normal to have a son or something. This person may be Black Pupil Thirteenth generation?"

Generally speaking, the blood relatives can make him feel close.

Black Eye Thirteenth Generation is a member of the pure-blooded dragon blood clan, and the one in front of him is a mixed-race child. So, normally, it is relatively high that the thin boy is his son. Unless his father or mother gets married again and gives birth to a stupid brother for him.

"What then? Do you want to contact this young man?" asked Senior Chixiao Jian.

Song Shuhang thought for a while: "I want to observe it first before making a decision."

On the lawn, the boy waved his spear in a stern manner, sweating like rain.

But he obviously didn't have the talent to use a spear, he was very stiff when practicing and was completely unresponsive. Each move gave people a feeling of inconsistent and inconsistent, which looked very uncomfortable.

"It feels like I'm practicing swords. I think he should change his weapon." Song Shuhangdao.

Chi Xiao Jian: "It's not a problem with weapons. If you observe his movements carefully, you can feel something strange. It's not that he is not suitable for the spear, he is just simple and stupid."

"Isn't that bad?" Song Shuhangdao.

Chixiao Sword: "Don't worry, it's not a big problem to practice martial arts in the Black Dragon World. Don't forget that this is the magic world, and the process of casting spells is fool-like. Maybe he will be very talented in magic? God is subtle and fair in some aspects. After it takes away a talent from a person, it may give him a hidden talent. Some ignorant can draw exquisite paintings. Some who cannot use swords have a superb talent for swordsmanship."

"That's right, in the Black Dragon World, mixed-race children are usually geniuses." Song Shuhang nodded, just like him and Li Yinzhu, who were mistaken for a precious mixed-race species, immediately enjoyed the treatment of genius.

While talking, a pair of figures approached the lawn in the distance.

The man is a pure-blooded member of the Dragon Blood Clan, with black scales covered with black scales - he is the father of Black Pupil Thirteenth generation, and he looks similar to what Song Shuhang saw when he entered his dream.

However, a woman is a human in the Black Dragon World with a great figure. Her facial features are somewhat similar to those of a young man who practices spears. She should be her mother or sister.

"Chimeng, time is up, let's take a break." The human woman said gently.

Chi Tong looks like the name of a thin black boy.

Not the Black Eyes Fourteenth Generation?

Could it be that the name of Black Pupil + Number, like the name of Su Shishiliu, needs to be recognized by the clan and held a ceremony before it can be inherited?

No, as he remembered, Hei Tong XIII confirmed his name when he was very young, and he did not perform rituals or anything else.

Let’s contact the father of Hei Tong Thirteenth generation next to the station, so... this thin black boy may be the younger brother of Hei Tong Thirteenth generation?

The young man Chi Tong stopped his move, carried the spear again, and trotted to the woman: "Mom, is there any news about his brother?"

The human woman shook her head slightly: "Not yet, but don't worry, your brother Hei Tong is very strong, so there will definitely be no accident. Moreover, he has only been out for more than two months. Before, it was normal for him to reply to a letter once every six months when he went out."

Song Shuhang: "..."

He is really the stupid brother of Black Eyes Thirteenth Life.

"Let's take a break, Dad brings your favorite wing bucket. Only after eating can you have the strength to practice and catch up with your brother in the future." Dad Hei Tong, who was next to him, brought a small bucket and put it on the table.

Chitong ran over happily and took the bucket: "Thank you dad."

Do you like to eat red pupils?

"Dad, when can I go to the temple and get my magic terminal?" Chi Tong asked out loud.

Heitong's father's big hand froze slightly, but he immediately showed a gentle smile: "Just wait for your meditation to improve a little more, you have to practice harder."

"Well, I will definitely succeed." Chitong said confidently.

Dad Hei Tong sighed secretly and looked up at the sky.

The human mother next to her also looked up, looked at the sky, and sighed slightly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

OK, these two rich expressions have already told him the answer.

Chi Tong, the younger brother of Black Eye Thirteenth generation, probably has no talent in magic.

Are the mixed races all geniuses?

Where is the "talent" of Chi Tong hidden in?

Is his talent to eat wing buckets?

After eating and drinking, and then sitting next to his father and resting for a while, Chi Tong carried his spear with great energy and ran over to practice angrily.

Hei Tong's father and human mother still have a lot of things to deal with. After sitting for a while, they were ready to leave.

"Chitong, be careful to rest and don't get tired of yourself." Heitong's father told him thousands of instructions before leaving.

Chitong nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll take a rest after practicing for another two hundred times."

Heitong's father's hand froze slightly again. He nodded silently and quickly left with his wife.

The eldest son is a pure-blooded dragon blood clan and the strongest genius of the younger generation of the tribe.

The youngest son is a precious mixed-blood tribe, but he has no talent in cultivation, but he is so hardworking in cultivation.

I practice hard every day, but there is no effect.

He taught him the basic spear method three years ago. He practiced it hundreds of times a day, but now he still uses it.

Each move is completely inconsistent and cannot be connected.

It is said that only by hard work can you gain something, but my youngest son only gives nothing, so Hei Tong’s father feels so distressed.

It is more distressing to be a fool who works harder than anyone but has no gains.

It is said that mixed-race species are peerless geniuses. What is the point of their son's talent?

Is his talent to eat winged bucket? Heitong's father looked at the small bucket in his hand - Chitong's winged bucket, and he didn't even vomit his head, which was particularly amazing.

Is my stupid son still saved?

...

...

On the lawn, Chi Tong was left alone.

Although he looks like a 4-year-old now, he is actually... nine years old this year.

He waved his spear over and over again.

Sweat like rain.

Two hundred times later, he inserted his spear hard to the ground.

Then he fell to the ground with a bang.

"I'm really a fool, right?" Chi Tong said softly.

It turned out that he knew he was a fool. Song Shuhang thought the boy was too simple and had not realized that he was a fool.
Chapter completed!