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It’s a very cold joke, but don’t be too funny!

Just as Feng Aoran finished asking, a cowardly voice sounded in her mind again: "I am the dragon under you. Don't open your eyes. We communicate like this. I smell the breath of the dragon on your body.

Can you tell me whether you are from the Dragon Clan, this is very important."

Feng Aoran maintained his sleepy posture and said again: "I am indeed a member of the Dragon Clan, but I haven't crossed the Dragon Gate yet. To be precise, I am another person abandoned by the Dragon Clan in the World Cup."

Feng Aoran didn't hide it either. She was not afraid that people from the Xuanlong Empire would show up here.

"I see. No wonder the dragon aura on your body is not obvious. Fortunately, the aura on your body is not obvious, otherwise you would be out of luck." The dragon seemed to be relieved. Feng Aoran couldn't help but ask after hearing what he said.

Said: "Why do you say that? Even if the Dragon Clan has a low status in this world, it won't be too miserable."

"This is the world of the God of Slaughter. The God of Slaughter and the Dragon God are mortal enemies. In this world, dragons are the lowest creatures. We are enslaved and killed, worse than pigs and dogs. You'd better take advantage of them before they notice you.

With your identity, you should quickly restrain your dragon aura. The Shenlong tribe is the most abusive tribe to the dragon tribe. If it is found that you are a human dragon tribe, it will be even worse than those of us dragon tribe, especially if you are still a woman."

How could Feng Aoran not understand Julong's words? Women have low status and no human rights. Such words always remind people of those filthy scenes. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Mo Yu felt something strange about Feng Aoran in her arms. She glanced at Oliver and sent a message to Feng Aoran: "What's wrong with you? Something doesn't seem right."

Hearing Mo Yu's message, Feng Aoran relaxed a little, reached out to hold his hand, and then said via message: "It's okay, the dragon told me some things about this world, I'll tell you later."

After finishing the sound transmission, Feng Aoran secretly used the soul power in his body to completely cover up his dragon aura.

"You're doing a great job. Even I can't feel the dragon aura in you anymore. Listen, the Shenlong tribe can't stay for a long time. There is a Valley of Lost Souls to the west. There are masters of our dragon clan in the Lost Soul Valley. We have been holding back.

, I hope I can find a chance to leave here, but unfortunately I don’t know how long it has been. In addition to being oppressed, we are still oppressed. We have no chance to leave at all, and we can only be bullied like this if we stay." The dragon sighed sadly.

Then Olivier suddenly shouted excitedly.

"We're here."

Mo Yu heard Olivier's voice and reached out to push Feng Aoran in her arms. Even though she knew she was just pretending to sleep, she still had to pretend. "Aoran wake up, we are here."

Hearing Mo Yu's voice, Feng Aoran stretched out his hand and hummed with satisfaction. He opened his eyes and winked mischievously at Mo Yu.

"I slept so comfortably. Why did I arrive so soon?" Feng jumped off the dragon's back and looked around proudly. At this time, they were standing in front of a tribe's gate. Four big characters were written on the wooden gate,

In the Shenlong Tribe, there were two burly men standing at the entrance of the tribe. Both men were holding two Earth Tyrannosaurus Rex in their hands. Feng Aoran raised his eyebrows slightly. The dragon tribe really had a low status here, being led like dogs.

"You're stupid, go in quickly, I'll take you to meet our clan leader." Oliver reached out and patted Feng Aoran on the shoulder. Feng Aoran quickly came to his senses and then followed Oliver inside with a smile.

Gone.

The houses of the Shenlong Tribe are all made of stone. Although they are very simple, they have a very solid feeling. As soon as they stepped into the Shenlong Tribe, the shrill roar of dragons kept coming to Feng Aoran's ears, and Feng Aoran only felt his heart beating.

She shrank violently, as if she was being ravaged by someone. Listening to those roars, Feng Aoran's face became a little pale, and his steps became staggering, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Mo Yu caught him in time.

She held on.

"What's wrong? Your face looks ugly." Oliver turned back to look at Feng Aoran, with a teasing smile on his lips. "It's not like he was frightened by the roar of the dragon. The dragon clan is aloof in the outside world.

, but they are the lowest existence in our world of killing gods. Please try the full dragon feast tonight."

Mo Yu felt Feng Aoran's trembling, and quickly injected a soft infinite power into Feng Aoran's body, while transmitting a message to her: "Calm down, don't show any flaws."

Feng Aoran hurriedly restrained her emotions. These emotions came from Feng Aoran's body. It was difficult for her to ignore the things in her blood. Xinghun also once said that when he uses other people's bodies, he will also be affected by his body.

The emotional influence of the original owner cannot be changed by anyone.

The house where the patriarch lives is much more luxurious. Although it is also made of stone, it is much more refined and spacious. Olivet led the two people inside. The guards at the door did not ask. It seems that this Olivet is the most popular one in the tribe.

The status is extraordinary.

"Patriarch, I brought two little guys back." Oliver shouted as soon as he walked into the house. The patriarch was sitting at the desk reading a book. When he heard Oliver's voice, he slowly

He put down the book in his hand and glared at Olivier with some dissatisfaction.

"You're still such a bluffing guy, when will you change this problem?"

"I know, I will knock on the door first next time I come in." Olivier said perfunctorily and sat down on the sofa unceremoniously. Feng Aoran and Mo Yu did not dare to be so rude and were a little reserved.

Stand where you are.

The patriarch raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aoran and Mo Yu carefully. His eyes stayed on Feng Aoran for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad. Although the strength is a little bit behind,

But you are young. Although it is still far behind our younger generation of descendants, it is still pretty good."

Feng Aoran and Mo Yu just felt a little dumbfounded. Is this a compliment or a derogation? Although Oliver and the patriarch are very powerful, they don't believe that their younger generation is so perverted. Mo Yu is in his twenties.

He has entered the realm of infinite power at the age of 18. Not to mention that there is no one who will come after him, there is no one who has ever existed before. This kind of peerless genius is probably rare in this world.

"Olivi, please arrange for these two little guys. They will stay in the tribe for the time being, but they have to work. The tribe does not support freeloaders."

"I know the clan leader, let's go first." Oliver stood up and greeted the clan leader, then motioned Feng Aoran and Mo Yu to follow him. The two of them also saluted the clan leader before following Oliver and leaving.

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