Qin Yichen stared at Honglian and said coldly: "I don't think the word loyalty should be used between you and me and those brothers and sisters."

Honglian was startled, this sentence made her slightly surprised.

After silence, Honglian said again: "It's good if you think so. Maybe the dwarves have no choice but to do it. After all, even if they resist, the enemy has many ways to make them have to refine weapons for the enemy."

Qin Yichen actually knew the methods of seizing people's minds, manipulating minds, and playing with creatures in the palm of his hand, but he just didn't bother to use them.

Qin Yichen was silent, but his fists were clenched even more tightly. Hong Lian saw it in his eyes. After pondering, he suddenly said seriously: "Perhaps, the dwarves have been waiting, waiting for the real dragon."

"Then they won't wait in vain."

The young man's tone was particularly firm.

Honglian took a deep breath and said slowly: "Let's not talk about this for now. I believe what you just said..." Qin Yichen nodded slightly: "Besides, what is the pattern of the world now?"

Honglian explained: "This guy doesn't know where in the world he is, but this is not important for the time being."

"As for the pattern... Humph, after so many years of absence, this rebellious race has actually become a second-rate race."

"Second-rate race?"

Qin Yichen was shocked. He had heard of this classification of races in Wanzu Continent, but he didn't know if there was any difference.

Seeing this, Honglian explained: "This is a division of heritage and strength between various clans. It was already in place when your clan dominated the world."

"However, the rankings at that time were all based on strength. Taking that year as an example, your clan was regarded as the overlord above all clans. Below it were the ten major divine clans such as the Feng clan, the White Tiger clan, and the Taotie clan..."

"After that, there are top races everywhere, followed by first-rate races, second-rate races...and so on."

Speaking of this, Honglian couldn't help but sneer: "Back then, the Dark Tiger Clan was just a third-rate race that followed the White Tiger Clan. It seems that they got a lot of benefits from being traitors!"

Qin Yichen may not be clear about it, but Hong Lian is very clear about how much effort and price the whole family needs to pay if a race wants to advance to a higher level in this vast world.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, and many demons and monsters took advantage of this opportunity to make their own moves. The Dark Tiger Clan was the best example.

Qin Yichen was silent. He hated rebellious people like the Dark Tiger Clan. Of course, that battle was earth-shattering. If the originally neutral race stood on the opposite side, he wouldn't think anything of it. But traitors...are the most hated everywhere.

! The second thing is that the races that adapt to the wind like this have prospered, and it seems that the races that once supported them, were their allies, and fought side by side will naturally decline... When thinking of this, Qin Yichen

He felt uncomfortable in his heart, and after a while, he slowly asked: "Do those third-rate races, or the races below, have the legendary gods?"

When it comes to this matter, Honglian is quite serious: "Boy, please remember that any race, at least once, has had gods, because once a race loses its gods, the choice it faces is nothing more than

Two o'clock."

"Either take refuge under the fence of other clans, or wait to become history in the world..." Qin Yichen was shocked and said that he had kept this in mind. It seems that this world is indeed a world beyond the sky. It turns out that there are thousands of races.

Among them, they all have their own gods! Immediately, Honglian said again: "However, the gods of each tribe rarely interfere in matters below their level. You should know the reason, because the gods will also check and balance each other."

"So, most of the people walking outside are the mainstays of various tribes, that is, strong men at the Golden Immortal level. Like the rebellious guy you just killed, he basically plays the role of a handyman."

After Qin Yichen nodded, he asked again: "Besides, is there any useful news?"

The corner of Honglian's mouth raised slightly: "Don't tell me, we really encountered a big event. I will tell you other information later. You must not stay out of this matter."

Qin Yichen raised his eyebrows: "What's so serious?"

Honglian looked solemn and said word by word: "This guy appears here because he is looking for the Nine-Colored Flower..." "Nine-Colored Flower?

What is that, is it the same fetish as you?"

Honglian nodded and murmured: "That's right... However, according to that guy's memory, he was transformed into a god from the Nine-Colored Deer Clan before he died..." Qin Yichen's face was full of confusion, and he became more and more confused as he listened:

"Nine-colored deer?

That's..." Hong Lian said with a serious face: "That's one of the top ten divine tribes, that is, your brothers and sisters."

Qin Yichen suddenly realized, no wonder Honglian said that he could not stay out of this matter. It turned out that the Nine-Colored Deer was one of the ten major divine clans, so there was no reason for him to stay out of the matter! "According to this guy's memory, the strong man from the Nine-Colored Deer Clan

Back then, she used up all her divine power and turned it into nine-color flowers. Each flower held its own color, protecting her inheritance and the seed bloodline of the Nine-Colored Deer clan..." "Gathering together the nine-color flowers can open the flower.

The inheritance left by that ancestor, at least, this is what this guy’s memory records.”

Qin Yichen rubbed his chin. It was the first time for him to encounter such a thing, and he was a little undecided. The key memories were all in Honglian's.

Honglian didn't hide anything, and quickly analyzed it for Qin Yichen: "According to this guy's memory, that ancestor died in this star field, and the nine-color flower should be hidden in this star field."

"However, seven of the nine-color flowers have been summoned now, and only the last two are missing."

Honglian said slowly: "The reason why this guy appears here is to look for the last two nine-color flowers."

Speaking of this, Honglian added: "By the way, in this star field, your clan and the Nine-Colored Deer clan once joined forces to fight against the demon clan. Perhaps, there will also be inheritance relics of your clan's ancestors.

No..." Qin Yichen's starry eyes lit up, but his face gradually darkened. The relics of his ancestors are probably like forbidden places nowadays.

Hong Lian said: "Of the seven nine-color flowers, the Dark Tiger Clan found one, the Demon Clan found three, and the other three are in the hands of two third-rate races and one second-rate race."

"This star field is quite lively now. After all, it is the inheritance of the powerful gods of the once god-level race. Even if you just drink soup, it will be of great benefit to many races."

As soon as she finished speaking, Honglian's cherry lips raised in amusement, and her beautiful eyes stared at Qin Yichen: "What do you mean, boy, you won't be willing to leave the inheritance of these ancestors in the hands of the enemy, will you?"
Chapter completed!